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Unexpected trouble.

Facing the man's assignment, Fu Heisher was not surprised at all.

This is a normal situation if the identity of the foreigner is not wrongly estimated.

It seemed abnormal to avoid his gaze as easily as before.

Fu Heisher heard the whispers of the surrounding people.

"······It's so lucky that Master Lan Tang has taken a fancy to him.

"The casualty rate in that adult's team is extremely low. He is really lucky."

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All the words around him are full of envy, which shows that this foreign man has a very good reputation in Beijing.

It's really ironic. An unknown foreign visitor is comfortable in the black world and has received extremely positive comments. No matter how you look at his picture, it will definitely not be a trivial matter.

Recalling the information collected by Fujimaru Haraichi, Fu Heisher quickly analyzed the man in front of him.

A beautiful foreigner, with a tall figure, a handsome face, excellent strength, and nothing inside.

That's right, Fuheshier's eyes are heavy, the person in front of him is just an empty shell that can move.

Just like him a few years ago, all the treasured things were destroyed. Although the body is still alive, it is only numb and moving.

Nothingness and loneliness fill a man's heart, and a man who has lost his memory and where he came from is a perpetual duckweed with nowhere to turn.

So no matter who looked at him, there was always an undisguised alienation.

However, Lizi's worry about the man's superiority can be put aside. After all, a man who reveals a sense of wandering all over his body cannot be bound by a heavy burden.

He can stay in the world for a while, but he will never sink in the darkness forever. He is looking for, chasing, and waiting for the "answer" that will come when he does not know.

And Fuheshier happens to have part of the 'answer'.

The enclosure is extremely strict, exaggerating to say that even a flying insect cannot enter.

However, Fu Heisher standing here at the moment is the greatest irony of closure.

The two walked the road, from the light to the shadows and finally to the darkness.

This is a silent contest.

It doesn't matter if it's Fu Heisher or Lan Tang.

The two of them had reached a consensus when Fuhesher obediently accepted the assignment.

After some time, the two finally arrived at the destination of this trip——Lantang's office.

The confrontation of emerald and golden green.

The infiltrator is covered with a false skin, and the wanderer hides instinctively.

But under the falsehood, only the ever-rising power is incomparably real.

Both Lan Tang and Fu Heisher chose the most brutal way to face this scene.

Sometimes power is the best voice.

Unconscious transcendents, aliens in the awakening stage.

The power of the two has reached a delicate balance.

The man in front of him who seemed to be living in the cold winter aroused Fu Heisher's fighting heart that had not been ignited for a long time.

Smiling eyes spread.

There is madness in the emerald green.

The same goes for the golden-green eyes. Although the body is still cold, there is a spark in the heart that hasn't been ignited for a long time.

The man in front of him was the strongest opponent he had encountered since waking up in Yokohama.

The strong are always entitled to preferential treatment.

"Your name." The foreign guest asked.

The green-eyed man smiled recklessly, "I won't tell you, come and exchange names with me after you remember your name."

The lonely dog ​​who gave up his self-esteem in the past said such words, the name is finally no longer a dispensable symbol to him, but a proof of his own existence, a proof that he is no longer willing to give birth.

"Remember?"

Obviously, the man's words stimulated Lan Tang.

The golden green eyes filled with sharp light.

What does he know?

Why did he know?

Can he answer his doubts?

In the last second, with a hint of sympathy, Fu Heisher's words became sharp and sharp.

Obviously, Fuheshier's words touched the man's thunder point.

But the man was unmoved by such fierce coercion.

The emerald eyes looked at the person against the light, and the laziness lingered in the half-closed eyes.

Feeling a little sleepy.

Fu Heisher yawned, seemingly not paying attention to Lan Tang at all.

The golden streamer was already in front of his eyes, but Fu Heisher still didn't panic.

"Just some simple investigation."

the man replied.

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Fujimaru Haraichi walked towards the temporary stronghold to the magic world.

A combination of Decay and Decay, the sickening stench of just stepping into their neighborhood.

Fujimaru Hara rarely expresses a clear preference for something.

Caring for cubs is an instinctive drive engraved in genes.

Feeling happy about the birth of life is the basis of 'human' nature.

Except for 'family members', there are very few people who can cause his mood swings.

When he was young, he watched the common sense calmly and indifferently. When he was young, the person who loved him poured his emotions into him. When he was young, he relied on all his emotions on one person.

Jealousy, possession, confusion, madness, love, and pity are all tied to one person.

His emotions are moved by him, he hates because he hates it, he likes it because he likes it, and if he has a few points, he adds up dozens of times.

The existence of the conjuration world is that Shire will probably never be able to eradicate the scars of the past, and likewise he is desperate to clear the abscess.

Fujimaru Haraichi has the indifference like a snake, the bravery like a lion, the persistence like a wolf, and the cunning like a fox.

He is the embodiment of wisdom, he is the convergence of indifference, strength and cunning.

But his essence is madness and confusion, and brutality is also one of his characteristics.

He can be the most patient plotter or the roughest saboteur.

When facing the magic world, his two characteristics are fully displayed.

Rough and cunning.

Playing with the magic world wantonly.

Even a small makeshift organization in Yokohama, he still plays with them badly.

Yokohama Conjurer Branch.

It has always been outside the circle of orthodox conjurers, and the exiled forces ushered in a momentary climax.

High-end talents from Tokyo and Kyoto continue to flow to Yokohama.

The conjurers living in the darkness are keenly aware that these orthodox conjurers must have unspeakable purposes when they come to a war-torn area like theirs.

And the hidden secret is by no means that they can be involved in the exploration, or even take the initiative to stay away. They can only judge the situation and save themselves before becoming cannon fodder, even if they can only survive.

They don't know exactly what they are going to do.

These local conjurers received orders only to cooperate with the conjurers from the two capitals.

The so-called cooperation is an endless search.

It's a fearful reception.

He tried his best to introduce conjurers from the outside world to him, and at the same time, he searched endlessly for an item that he didn't even know the shape, name and function of.

The only thing they know about the unknown is—'When you see him, you'll know that's what you're looking for. '

The casual and perfunctory words mean that they can know everything.

The breath is blocked and activated.

The heavily surrounded branch was infiltrated by Fujimaruhara like no man's land.

It was dim and exuded the stench of accumulation of negative forces, everything made Fujimaruhara feel uncomfortable.

The crowd was panicked, surrounded by conjurers and members of the window in a hurry.

Speaking of which, the 'windows' scattered all over the magic world are really useful. Although they can't be closed completely, they can be split in half.

Compared with Jie Laiwu, who has already touched the bottom of the fame list, he has nothing.

And half of the 'window' will be the first gift given to him by his 'teacher'.

Fujimaruhara observed the figures around him with one eye, thinking about the future in his heart. The two seemed to have nothing to do with each other, but they revealed a commonality - contempt.

Fujimaru Haraichi never saw them all in his eyes, never regarded them as a disaster that was difficult to solve, as to why he spent so much time designing ingenious schemes to solve the magic world.

It's just because of the parental teaching that people need to be sympathetic and have a bad nature.

The culprit cannot have a fleeting moment of disappearance, only a long parting and loss.

Parting from the glory of the past, parting from the supreme power, parting from the majesty that everyone fears.

There is only constant loss, health, love, power, glory, all the splendor and happiness are lost.

After parting and losing all enjoyment, he degenerates and dies like a maggot.

This is the purpose of Fujimaru Haraichi.

His malice has been delineated from the beginning.

Before he knew it, he had come to the deep conference room.

Unlike the quaint decoration of Kyoto or Tokyo, the decoration of the Yokohama branch reveals a Western beauty.

With light decorations in the glitz, it is a beautiful existence, but at the moment it is defiled by a group of filthy people.

"What is that?" A spell that can grant wishes?

"Isn't it a fantasy." A wish come true?Isn't this a fantasy that can only be realized in fairy tales?

"It's the most credible to say that it's madness." The high-level executives cling to such a secret, because they are on the verge of power and lose the use of the 'wish machine'. Isn't this mad? What is it?

"If there is one, I want to become the strongest."

"The strongest, hehe—"

Fujimaruhara stood next to several conjurers and listened to their chat, his brows and eyes were full of boredom that could not be hidden.

'It's a fragment. Speaking of which, there is another fragment on Jie's side. '

The piece that was used as bait, the magic circle has never been able to get that bait, bring me a little fun.

The young man's indifferent eyebrows and eyes told so.

An old man who survived on fragments.

A greedy person who tries to control the fragments.

The last two fragments, one hangs high above the black tower, and the other is buried deep under the thick soil.

The former already has a master, while the latter is still free.

Fujimaru Haraichi didn't want to take them back gently.

Lurking snakes need to show their fangs.

They no longer need to hide.

The future uses time to tell Fujimaru Haraichi that the end time has come.

Before everything comes, he must draw a successful conclusion to this protracted search and recovery.

What is beyond cannot remain here.

Ordinary people cannot change life and death at will.

Anomalous things cannot set foot in the world.

The only one who can end this anomaly is Fujimaru Haraichi who brought it into this world.

There is very little useful information, and all that is heard and heard is useless words.

Yokohama branch, a tasteless existence.

Fujimaru Haraichi walked out of this useless residence.

The young man who had been away from Fuheshier for half a day had no smile on his face, not even a fake one.

The fluctuations are becoming clearer.

From the moment he stepped into Yokohama, he felt the familiar atmosphere conceived in this land.

'He' wants to be born.

'He' wants food.

War is not far ahead.

It was dusk when we went out.

The evening bell rang somewhere, pulling Fujimaru Haraichi's thoughts.

Extreme chaos is about to sweep this crime capital.

"... If it really develops to one step, it will be really troublesome." Fujimaruhara stretched out his hand to cover the afterglow of the sunset that was too bright.

"If trouble must come, let it come quickly."

Accompanied by the evening wind, the youth's voice drifted to the street.

At the same time, several figures secretly set foot on the land of Yokohama.

The ocher-haired boy grabbed the corner of the black-haired boy's clothes angrily.

"—Bastard Dazai! Why Yokohama! Didn't the director say not to enter Yokohama anytime soon?" The red-haired boy looked angrily at the familiar street.

Anyone who finds themselves in a place where their parents have banned them after a nap is likely to be annoyed.

Not to mention the good boy Zhongya Zhongya.

"Dazai, what do you want to do?" His blue eyes looked at the black-haired boy.

Osamu Dazai replied with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Interesting things will happen here soon."

Although I don't know exactly what it is, it will definitely be unexpectedly interesting, and he will regret it if he doesn't get involved.

So following his inner appeal, he came here and stepped into the end of this chaos.

Oda Sakunosuke, who was very tolerant of Osamu Dazai, drove the two of them here, although there was also a reason why he wanted pigeons.

However, besides them, there were several other guests who arrived unexpectedly.

Wujo Wuguai brought his family to Yokohama, and asked why he came after Xia Youjie.

Since the boy defected, he never had face-to-face communication with the boy.

Hearing that Jie had specially greeted Nitrate, the young man couldn't help feeling jealous.

After Jie's defection, it did not go as the high-level officials had imagined.

Instead, he became the leader of a sect, preaching in full swing and robbing the magic world of work.

The peaceful attitude is extremely unbelievable, as if the time he spent in the high school has been wiped out and forgotten by him.

Gojo Satoru couldn't understand why his best friend behaved like this, so he followed the boy to Yokohama.

Came to this increasingly chaotic port capital.

Boys and girls looked at the depressed city.

"... Is this really Yokohama?" Iiri Glass looked at a completely different city in the brochure and asked.

Although I had already prepared for Yokohama's recent unrest before coming here.

But after seeing the current situation in Yokohama, the girl still has a little bit of disbelief.

This situation is too serious!

What kind of situation did that guy Jie get involved in!