I am a god in Tokyo

Priest Creston sat opposite Uehara Satoru, holding a mobile phone with a serious expression.

"Go to the rescue, top the tower, I will kill him by force!"

Uehara Satoru spoke quickly.

The priest's eyes were stern, and he quickly controlled the hero, stopping in front of Uehara Satoru's hero, and withstood the damage from the defensive tower.

Uehara Satoru operated the hero, stepped forward with a shovel, and completed a double kill.

"Wonderful!"

The priest was very excited.

Uehara Satoru also put down his phone, smiling lightly.

"It's just average, it's not challenging, Creston, I didn't expect the two of us to cooperate so well, and we will definitely win silver tonight!"

He tugged at his clothes and looked up suspiciously.

"Why is it so hot?"

Creston: "Chen, our wave just now was great. I didn't expect mobile games to be so interesting. Maybe we have the potential to be professional players!"

"Where is!"

Watching the two big chickens holding each other, Christina turned her head silently.

The priest opened the can of Coke.

py: "Iron Blood Pickup King"

Chapter 110

evening.

The setting sun is like blood, smearing the sky.

"Gollum."

Nakamura Ken touched Nao Ming's stomach and hid in the shadows.

He observed the young man with dyed hair not far away.

These unscrupulous youths who belonged to the Jidao gang at first glance, compared the photos in hand, and sized up the passers-by.

They are scratching themselves.

Nakamura Ken understood.

Since escaping from the park, he has already embarked on a road of no return... It is as if the whole city has cast a big net, and he has become the prey in the net.

The wanted rewards on the TV news, and the gangsters' spot observation.

Anyone who behaves abnormally or dresses abnormally will become their target.

There is no escape, no way back.

Nakamura Ken only felt that the whole world wanted to arrest him.

He dared not walk in the sun, nor appear in the crowd.

Wearing a coat in summer, the dress is already very abnormal, but if you take off the coat, you will reveal the dense branches on the skin.

These branches, which will regenerate no matter how many times they are pulled out, have spread all over the body.

Even in the hair, there are green branches growing.

Nakamura Ken couldn't imagine what it would look like if his whole body was covered with plants?

"Why did this happen to me?"

For their own strangeness, men can only despair.

But no matter how desperate he was, he didn't want to die, let alone become a miserable experiment after being arrested.

His strong desire to survive made his mind calm down a lot.

Pressing his hat, Nakamura Ken observed the actions of the gang members.

Anyone can get bored,

These gang members have been on the street all afternoon, their spirits have long been sluggish.

"Tamura, why don't you have a drink or two after get off work?"

"Don't look, Tokyo is so big, it's not so easy to find someone."

Gang members laughing and chatting.

Their negligence created an opportunity for Nakamura Ken. The mutated homeless man hugged his windbreaker tightly and quickly mixed into the crowd, using the cover of the crowd to avoid their sight.

You can't take the tram, it's too conspicuous.

Nakamura Ken tried his best to ignore the strange eyes of the people around him.

The only way now is to find a safe place to stay until night, and then find a way to leave Tokyo.

As long as you leave Tokyo, you are completely safe!

Nakamura Ken thought so, but never thought of the speed of Internet information dissemination.

The red notice issued by Search Nine Section is not just as simple as the news media. Nakamura Ken's appearance, clothing, characteristics and danger have already spread crazy on the Internet.

'The tramp who still wears a coat in summer. '

'Virus carrier? '

The passers-by who paid attention to Nakamura Ken at first had a change in expression, like a chain reaction, the flow of people covering his figure gradually dispersed.

Regardless of whether the homeless man is a virus carrier or not,

But his attire and features were enough to make passers-by unable to dodge. Ken Nakamura realized something was wrong, only to find that passers-by around him looked at him with disgust and hurried away.

and far away,

Burnout gang members, too, spotted him.

"stop!!"

The gang members who were still discussing dinner immediately cheered up.

Takeshi Nakamura ran away.

The chase didn't last long. After discovering Ken Nakamura's figure, it was like magic on all sides. Chasers appeared at the front and rear intersections, and he was exhausted, hungry, and didn't have much energy at all.

In times of despair and helplessness,

A car braked suddenly and stopped in front of it.

The car door opened, the co-pilot's door opened, and a young man jumped out. He lifted Nakamura Ken with one hand, threw him into the rear compartment, got into the co-pilot, and walked away before the chasing gangster arrived.

The gang members who couldn't catch up could only jump up and curse, and be smarter to take pictures of the license plates and send them to their superiors.

inside the car,

The driver of the car was a middle-aged man.

Through the rearview mirror, he observed Ken Nakamura, who was trembling in the rear compartment, with a suspicious expression.

"Is this 'The Shining Man'?"

The young co-pilot stared at Ken Nakamura, raised his palm slightly, and pressed his spiritual power against the opponent's forehead.

Nakamura Ken looked terrified and didn't dare to move.

The young man looked up and down, frowning slightly.

"It's not the 'Flash Man', it's a homeless man polluted by the Flash.... Searching for the one wanted in Lesson [-], tsk, it's a waste of time, I thought it was the Flash Man!"

Not a billion dollars, and both were somewhat disappointed.

Middle-aged man: "Forget it, I took him into the car, and asked if the flash pollution can be sold for a good price... Let's also check it out by the way. Although he has spiritual protection, who knows how to get in touch with him?" Will there be a problem?"

So far, it can only be like this.

The young man pouted unhappily.

"Please..."

Nakamura Ken, who was imprisoned by spiritual power, begged: "I don't want to die, please let me go."

His pleading did not move the two psykers at all.

The two of them didn't even look at him. The young man felt that his crying was irritating, so he used his spiritual power to block his mouth, and the carriage became quiet.

the car is moving,

The two of them answered several calls, some from Search Nine and offers from different organizations.

The news that they captured Nakamura Ken has already spread in the psionic circle.

"It seems that he is worth a lot."

The young man smiled more.

Although the flash pollution is not worth a billion dollars, there are still many people who are willing to take it in at a high price. The two are negotiating to sell it, but they hear a loud siren.

In the afterglow of dusk, the blinding high beams engulfed the car.

In the carriage, Nakamura Ken turned his head a little stiffly, and his pupils suddenly opened.

rear,

A truck roared like a wild beast.

"Fuck!"

The young psyker was stunned, and the middle-aged psyker who was driving the car suddenly cut the steering wheel after a brief loss of consciousness. The car suddenly stuck to the edge of the viaduct, sparking a stream of smoke and sparks, avoiding the big truck dangerously.

Unexpectedly,

The trucks actually lowered their speed and kept pace with each other.

Then--

squeeze!

A medium-sized truck up to [-] tons slammed into the car, accompanied by a sharp and piercing sound, the door of the car close to the viaduct was already twisted in friction.

This was no accident, this was a targeted attack!

"Who is this person?!"

The psyker at the steering wheel growled.

The young co-pilot is also unbelievable.

He tried his best to roll down the window, and looked up through the gap between the squeezed door of the truck, and he could see that the driver of the truck was a young foreigner.

"we lose!"

He shouted: "We will give you this man, there is no need to do this, friend!"

The foreign youth stuck his head out of the window when he heard the shout.

He smiled kindly at the begging psyker.

Then,

The truck pulled out of the gap, and with the psyker's expression of relief, it slammed back. With the loud impact and sharp friction, the car twisted suddenly, turned off, and slid forward for a long time before stopping.

The truck also stopped,

Damon got out of the car leisurely, came to the scrapped car, and looked inside through the cracked glass.

The carriage twisted, and the two psykers were caught in the steel, unable to move, but survived because of the airbag.

Nakamura Ken in the rear compartment had passed out from shock.

In the truck compartment, members of the Happiness Human Church walked out. They looked at Damon in fear, opened the twisted rear door of the car, and lifted out Nakamura Ken, whose lower body was bloody and bloody.

Lift it onto the truck.