People are in Zongman, in short, they are very disdainful

"The performance is over."

Putting on his shirt, Kurosaki Tsuji walked out of the Twilight Annex.

Although legally speaking, Kurosaki Ji, who has not yet obtained the real estate certificate for registration, cannot be regarded as the owner of the Twilight Annex, but Karasuma Jun and Kurosaki Ji didn't care about it.

Anyway, it's just a disposable item, why care about these.

The purpose of Kurosaki Ji is to attract the Neon Fighting Ji group here, and completely kill Dosaki Sugiwa and others on this carefully prepared battlefield.

"Now, it's time to go to the Reichenbach Bar."

Today is the closing day that Karasuma-san said.

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"Boss Karasuma is really considerate in hospitality."

The door of the bar was locked tightly, no one opened the door, and no one responded to Kurosaki Ji's words.

After 2 seconds, he bypassed the door lock and walked in. Kurosaki Jito walked in.

There is only one chair left in front of the bar, which is the one that Kurosaki Jiji often sits on. Various steaming appetizers are placed on the plate with constant temperature magic, and a bottle of low-alcohol entry-level champagne has been opened. Cups are placed together.

What is more eye-catching is the open wine cabinet.

Gin, Rum, Vodka, Cognac, Armagnac, Jerez, Grappa, Tennessee Whiskey, Chivas Regal, Johnny McGregor...Kurosaki Thistle Heard of it or not Old wine can be found here.

In the middle of these wines is an empty shaker made of crystal.

And on the right side of Kurosaki Jiji, there is a bottle of [Dark Beer] and a bottle of [Sweet Potato Burn], which are the code names of the undercover agents of the two passionate organizations.

There is also a bottle of [Belmode] that has been tied with a beautiful bow on the side, and there is even a matching gift box next to it.

"Thank you for the gift, and thank you for taking care of my unsatisfactory subordinates."

Sitting down and picking up the wine glass, Kurosaki Ji began to drink by himself, pouring a glass of wine on the floor from time to time.

Click.

On the wine cabinet, a bottle of wine shattered without warning, and the flying glass shards cleverly avoided Kurosaki Ji.

"The pre-set explosion magic can still maintain this precision...that's amazing, Mr. Karasuma."

Meanwhile, Taketoriyama, Kyoto.

"Hayasaka Amami...or [Armagnac] is dead? What a pity."

Even so, the sushi chef holding the willow blade did not show any sadness.

"If it weren't for him, the Hayasaka family's actions might have been a few years later, so everyone in the Shinomiya family—"

Wakita Kennori, or [Rum] waved the sword in his hand.

"Can you not resist? Ah, it seems that the old man is not very good at persuading."

Facing the strong man rushing in front of him, Rum waved the willow blade carelessly, then walked around the strong man.

"Bone swimming."

As soon as the words fell, the strong man knelt on the ground and covered his abdomen.

It seems... not very painful?no, no...

Looking back suddenly, the ground was the scar left by Rum's knife.

A complete set of human skull patterns are engraved on the ground.

"Don't go near that sushi chef!"

Exhausting his last strength, the strong man shouted to his companions around him.

Bone swimming, an extremely cruel cooking technique.Make the live fish into sashimi, leave the complete bones and a small part of the meat and then put it into the water. The rest of the fish will still swim in the water for a period of time due to nerve reflex before dying. Some high-end sushi restaurants will use This is a gimmick.

However, Rum's knife skills are not comparable to ordinary sushi restaurants.

"Actually, I'm already dead...but the knife was so fast, it almost fooled my nervous system...if I don't know it, I can even continue to live for a while... ..."

The strong man wanted to say more, but he couldn't say it anymore.

Pink, red, white, the pieces of meat were separated from the skeleton and neatly arranged on the ground. The strange thing was that the human blood did not splash around, but seeped into a neat circular pool of blood.

"Don't worry, it doesn't hurt at all—"

Rum raised his head and looked at the miscellaneous soldiers of the Sigong family in front of him with a smile.

"—as long as you don't resist."

Chapter 181 The Battle of the Moon Shadow ([-]) The Wheel of the Bright Moon

"We've been able to determine where Kurosaki Thistle is hiding."

In the CIA branch, Hideo Akai pointed to the map of Tokyo on the wall with a serious face.

"First of all, it can be seen from the background of the picture just now that Kurosaki Ji is in a foreign-style mansion—although the identity of the Patriarch of Hyakura allows him to have wealth equivalent to hundreds of thousands of foreign-style mansions, it is too big. The occupied area limits his lair to a few places."

"But Mr. Akai, how can you be sure that Kurosaki Ji stays in Tokyo? The Hyakuru family's clan is in Kyoto."

Rena Mizumu questioned.

"You're right, but you forgot one thing."

Akai Shuichi took out a thick document, which contained detailed information about Kurosaki Ji.

"Kurosaki Jiji doesn't have the blood of the Baikui family. He became the head of the family a few months ago by gambling. In order to win the support of the elders of the Baikui family, he also agreed to change his name in the Baikui family tree to 'Black Thistle'.

All this shows that Kurosaki Jiji doesn't have a strong foundation in the Baikui family. His base has always been Tokyo, which was allocated to him by the Passion Organization, not Kyoto, which was just captured recently! "

If Kurosaki Ji knew that his unintentional act of saving face for the elders of Baikui's parents would bring such great benefits, he would definitely laugh out loud--this would ensure that the Neon Shiji group would be led to the place he expected The battlefield is over.

"And everyone, please see that the walls of the mansion where Kurosaki Ji is located are in disrepair, and there is a trace of abnormal gold inside. It is definitely not the reflection of [windows] or [picture frames], but genuine [gold]!"

A frenzy flashed in Akai Shuichi's eyes.

"From this, we can be sure that Kurosaki Ji's hiding place is in the legendary [Twilight Annex] with gold walls and hundreds of [Gambling Games]!"

"Then will Kurosaki Jiji realize this and change the base?"

"Will not."

Facing Kotoshi Aso's question, Sugiiwa Dosaki answered decisively.

"'We can find his hiding place', the guy must not be unaware of it...he must have set it up and waited for us to come to the door."

"But so what?"

As if to comfort his teammates, Dosaki Sugiyan clenched his teeth and squeezed out a few distorted words:

"If he wants to fight, then he will fight!

In the worst case, let's go to the Twilight Annex to see what kind of tricks thistle Kurosaki is up to! "

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"Hoo hoo... hoo..."

In Mount Taketori, Kyoto, the headquarters of the Shinomiya family, a tall and thin man sweating profusely was squatting in the grass.

His name is Hayasaka Shikato, and under the command of the Patriarch Hayasaka Masato, he is going to release [Curse Magic] to attack the Shinomiya clan.

Unexpectedly, Karasuma Jun's attack happened on the same day as the Hayasaka family's incident, which resulted in the current battle situation being a three-way melee.

After being caught off guard, the Shinomiya family immediately organized an effective counterattack, concentrating on killing the Hayasaka people who were not good at frontal solo; while the brewery organization continued to attack the Sigong clan, and by the way, cleaned up the people who were treated by Karasuma Chun. The wayfinding stone, but the Hayasaka people who didn't understand the situation.

People and ghosts are all on show, only Hayasaka is being beaten.

Faced with the dilemma of "dreams go to the end of the world with a sword, and two people are lost when they leave the village", Hayasaka Lurenjia feels that his future is bleak.

"Young man, you seem very unhappy?"

"Who!"

Turning his head away in horror, Hayasaka Shikato saw an unforgettable scene in his life,

On the wall behind, there was a shadow like a crack, from which ten fingers protruded, and the voice came from that crack.

The rift was opened—or it was [torn apart] by those hands, and a young man stepped out from the torn shadow.

The bartender's clothes were spotless, his slightly long hair was tied into a refreshing ponytail, and Karasuma's gentle voice flowed into Hayasaka Shikatoko's ears like a stream.

"Don't be unhappy, I'll set you free right away—

[Shadow Magic Shadow Horn Gun]! "

As the words fell, Karasuma's shadow quickly extended to the feet of Hayasaka Shikarenjia, and before the screams came out, the black shadow spear pierced the young magician.

"Although I intend to use the Hayasaka family as a pathfinder, but this kind of guy who can't even be considered as cannon fodder should be avoided. The Hayasaka family is only the Hayasaka Masahiro couple who can barely catch the eye... ..."

No longer hiding, Karasuma came out of the shadows, and walked towards the Shinomiya magicians who were facing a formidable enemy.

"Hahahaha! Good evening, everyone in the Shinomiya family!"

Different from what Kurosaki Ji saw in the bar, Karasuma laughed wildly on this moonless night.

"Have you had dinner yet?

Have you prayed?

Ever had fun? "

The shadow stretched from Karasumu's feet, stretching towards the magicians in front of him like an invisible poisonous snake.

"Ready to die? Like a sick, wilting rat in the sewer!"

After speaking, blood was scattered all over the ground like several fountains.

"Since you didn't come, then you must be picking a bar in my bar, Kurosaki-kun......"

Looking around at the members of the winery who raised their guns to shoot or released magic, Karasuma had a smile on his face.

"What a bunch of strong and fragrant wines...choose carefully, Kurosaki-kun.

You can change whatever you can, but you have to remember, the rest will fight for me and be smashed and burned here... huh?Looks like you've already chosen? "

At this very moment, the Reichenbach bar.

"I've chosen, Mr. Karasuma."

Half of the appetizers on the table had been eaten, and the champagne was about to run out, but Karasuma still prepared an extra serving for Kurosaki Ji at the bar.

Kurosaki Ji sat in front of the bar, and the four business cards in his hands were placed neatly beside the table. It turned out that Karasuma was standing, and there were four more bottles of wine in front of him. I got it from the cabinet.

Stout, Sweet Potato (Sweet Poteto), Gin, Vodka.

"Including your gift [Belmod], there are five bottles in total...that's really generous, Mr. Karasuma."

Another appetizer was brought to the table, but the spare Champagne Kurosaki Thistle was left unopened.

"That bottle is for you, Mr. Karasuma."

Thistle Kurosaki's face was as serious as his clothes.

Instead of the rose-red suit given to him by Her Majesty the Queen, he was wearing a pure black handmade custom-made coat, with a white shirt and a pure black tie inside, and a white paper flower on his chest.

He came to buy wine, but also to mourn.

Although we haven't known each other for a long time, Kurosaki Ji has a deep respect for this old dragon who began to challenge his destiny a hundred years ago.

"Ok?"

The tiny cracking sound sounded again, interrupting Kurosaki Tsuji's thoughts.

Click, click.

The bottles of Longquan and Daiginjo were covered with cracks, and the glass shattered like fine sand.

Click, click.

Jerez and Grappa also followed in their footsteps.

Click, click, click......

Cognac, Armagnac, Riesling, Chivas Regal...  

Except for the few bottles of wine in Kurosaki Ji's hand, almost all the wine bottles began to tremble, making a slight cracking sound.

Then, break into dust.