I am a god in Tokyo

"Today, I will send you to Buddhahood!"

Chapter 170 Counterattack

The young man dragged his injured body and walked in the quiet and small equipment room.

The crew and passengers were controlled on the upper deck, and below the deck he was only accompanied by the movement of equipment pipes and the hum of the room's machines.

"That unknown psyker, appeared in the banquet hall?"

He stopped in his tracks with a strange expression on his face.

A humble and respectful answer came over the intercom.

"Yes, Mr. Yule, the other party also admitted to killing our companion." The young male voice came after a pause, then lowered his voice: "It is also because of her that we are still in a stalemate, and no one dares to do anything."

The boundary has left the bilge and gone to the upper level.

Yule leaned against the cold pipe and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

The reason why he didn't dare to act casually was because he was afraid of the "boundary" of the Rhine. Now that the two sides have switched positions, and the other party is clearly aware of me, he can freely move his hands.

There is a limit to the cruise ship, and this operation has been declared over.

The thing to consider now is to find a chance to escape, and by the way, add trouble to this unknown 'boundary'.

He put down the walkie-talkie and was about to contact Pingchuan Liangshan, but suddenly thought of something, and a look of surprise rose on his brow.

"You just used her instead of him?"

"Yeah..." A confused voice came from the intercom: "It's a woman."

Yule was taken aback.

In the short confrontation with 'Boundary', although he didn't see the appearance of the other party, he could know that the other party was a young man...Woman, where did the woman come from?

Damn, I was tricked!

He quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, wanting to tell the news, but suddenly his back trembled, as if someone was approaching.

Relying on his intuition, the young man drew out his pistol like lightning, and turned to face him.

Behind him, without knowing when, a boy appeared.

"Eh!"

The boy raised his head, his blue eyes were full of confusion, but he ignored his weapon at all.

"I was discovered, what should I do?" Moore was distressed. He played the game well, but how could he be discovered... Does that mean that I have failed and cannot learn that ability?

No, no!

He shook his little head violently.

"Can you do it again?" The boy smiled shyly, and said to the nervous young man, "I will never be discovered by you this time!"

What's the matter with him....Yul looked at the boy who suddenly appeared in front of him, and didn't relax his vigilance a bit.

With his spiritual sense, he can clearly perceive even if there are cockroaches crawling within a radius of five meters, but this boy... he only reacted when he was less than half a meter behind him.

What is the situation?

Who else exists on this cruise ship? !

"...Moore?"

Yule's pupils shrank slightly, and he recognized the boy's identity.

The boy who came to the Far East with Rin Tohsaka from the Magic Association, and his photo spread all over the psionic world in Tokyo.

"you know me?"

Moore was even happier: "Can you pretend that you didn't see me?"

He picked up a string of scarlet explosives from behind, and said, "I'm just short of the last one, and the game will be over!"

Dynamite?

Yule was startled, took a few steps back, and subconsciously touched the detonator at his waist.

He finally figured it out,

The opponent is also acting secretly, dismantling the explosives. A mercenary who loses the explosives is a tiger who loses his teeth.

When he reached for the detonator, Moore suddenly turned into a gray shadow and passed by him.

And he also felt empty.

"This is the detonator!"

Moore looked at the red transmitter in his hand with surprise on his face.

"Great, I've been looking for it!"

Too fast, too fast!

Hearing the joyful voice behind Yule, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and a frightening thought popped into his mind.

--limit.

He is also bound!

Although there is no spiritual power response, this kind of physical quality is far beyond the strength of ordinary psykers... it is the limit, absolutely right!

Damn, how many boundaries are there on this ship!

"You hold the detonator, are you the bad guy Tohsaka-sensei said?"

Moore stuffed the detonator into his arms casually, and looked at the young man with a smile.

Without any hesitation, Yule dragged his seriously injured body and fled forward.

The boy wrinkled his lovely face, lost his smile, and rushed towards the other party at an unimaginable speed.

Bang bang bang bang!

Feeling the change of the airflow behind his head, the young man grasped the pipe beside him and suddenly stopped the inertia. When the boy rushed out of him, he raised the weapon in his hand and shot wildly at the pipe in the equipment aisle.

The bullet pierced through the pipe, and hot steam suddenly gushed out.

"Hot, hot, hot!"

Moore was sprayed in the face by the steam, jumped out in embarrassment, looked at the young man staggering away, very angry.

But when he chased and rounded the corner, he only heard the sound of water.

The porthole of the corridor was open, and the salty sea breeze poured in.

The boy cautiously leaned over and saw clothes floating on the sea.

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The banquet hall is brightly lit.

The mercenaries walked around anxiously, sized up the hostages with unfriendly eyes, and pulled the bolts of the guns from time to time, as if this was the only way to relieve their tense mood.

Shirakawa Ringo Shiran sat on the chair, the blue sword disc hovering above his head.

If it wasn't for her to maintain a deterrent here, the anxious mercenaries would have gone crazy.

But this confrontation cannot go on forever.

For every second wasted, the advantage of the Firefox mercenaries will be lost by one point.

Tiger Shark rested his finger on the micro punch, and looked at the distant reception hall ten times a minute, already regretting taking this order in his heart.

"Are you OK?"

Bai Yingui handed over the towel again, to the lady next to her who was becoming more and more frightened, even her body was trembling.

"Don't be nervous, there will always be a way." She comforted.

"Is there always a way..." Yukinoshita Yoshino murmured softly, looking at the girl beside him, his eyes danced with a halo: "Surely we can only wait for others to save us, can't we control our own destiny?"

Her voice was very soft, like asking, but also talking to herself.

Bai Yingui didn't understand her mood.

Yukinoshita Haruno took a deep breath to calm down, she showed a grateful and apologetic smile to Bai Yingui, then pushed away the crowd, and walked slowly behind Baichuan Ringo.

The dull and oppressive atmosphere needed an outlet. When the girl in the dress walked out, the tense hostage and the mercenary didn't speak, but they all looked at her with complicated eyes.

Bai Chuan Lingo frowned slightly, feeling dissatisfied.

Things are under control, what is she doing running out?

"Mr. Mercenary."

Yukinoshita Yang Nai lifted the corner of her skirt and performed a perfect etiquette, but the words she said were earth-shattering.

"Are you really going to be someone else's pawn?"

Everyone was shocked.

"What did you say?!" Some mercenaries who couldn't suppress their emotions couldn't wait to raise their weapons.

Even the controlled hostages were startled by the mercenary's actions.

Who doesn't know what this girl wants to do?

Some people recognized the girl's identity, but they didn't dare to stand up.

Bai Chuan Lingo grabbed the girl's wrist, also dissatisfied: "Go back, don't make trouble here!"

Yang Nai apologized and broke away from her pull.

"The ransom of 20 billion US dollars is enough to allow you to live an unimaginable good life, but now why is the 'Philosopher's Stone' doing this?" Yang Nai raised a warm smile on his lips, but no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was Satire.

She looked directly at the mercenary leader.

"This should be Mr. Chief, can't you even control your own team? Originally, $20 billion, no, $25 billion was a sure thing, but now it's getting to this level because of internal differences!"

"If there is no Philosopher's Stone, are you going to sink the ship or kill people?"

The girl's eyes sharpened.

"Do you want to give up the huge ransom that you can get by rubbing your hands, and give up the money that will never be spent in the future?"

The impatient mercenary pulled the bolt and raised the machine gun sharply.

"What the fuck did you say?!"

Impulsive, he was quickly stopped by his companions.

"I think she's right!"

"Two billion dollars, that's fucking two billion. I still want to ask what are you doing? Are you out of your mind? What kind of broken stone are you after? What kind of broken stone can be worth 20 billion?"

"I've been annoyed for a long time. I'm licking blood with a knife. It's fucking for money, not for some shit!"

"That's the Philosopher's Stone, not some broken stone, can your thinking not be so outdated?!"

The conflict that existed between the mercenary groups for a long time was provoked by Yang Nai.

The reason why things have come to such an extent is nothing more than a conflict of interests.

The new generation was bewitched by the old religious order, eager to become a psychic through the Philosopher's Stone; the older generation was very unhappy, they could get 20 billion US dollars with their hands, but they had to ask for some broken stones.

interests are touching,

Throughout the ages, because of the uneven distribution of benefits, there are not a few brothers who have turned against each other, not to mention these mercenaries who are originally linked because of interests.

Tiger Shark frowned, holding a machine gun, wishing to give this woman a shot.

He was trying to suppress this conflict.

"Why are you still standing there, run!"

Yang Nai raised his arms and shouted, taking advantage of the conflict between the mercenaries, he rushed out.

A mercenary was stunned for a while, then raised his gun furiously, but was slammed down by another person.

"You are fucking crazy! Kill the hostage, who the hell will give us a ransom!"

The hostages also see divisions and conflicts among the mercenaries.