"Ito, it looks like your plan has succeeded?"

On the national highway from Aichi Prefecture to Nagano Prefecture, a middle-aged man in a samurai uniform said to another person who had just finished a call in a seven-seater Mercedes-Benz Spinner RV.

"Naturally," said the middle-aged man with glasses known as Ito, with a smile on his face.

"First of all, let Hideo sacrifice the unwitting distant nephew Tajima Shinji, even if the assassination failed, the first step of the plan has been achieved - to startle the snake. ”

Ito crossed his hands together and placed them on his knees, and continued, "Then I ordered No. 1 and No. 2, who were in charge of killing the contestants of the 'Tiandaichi Manga Prize', to go to Kyoto halfway, and once again to do something to the club where the woman's heir belonged, and even if we didn't find the contestant I cared about, and even if they ended up failing, it also made our target become a pack of frightened fawns and obediently return to the nest where we thought we were safe. ”

"By the time they thought it was finally safe, hahaha, my third step was successfully implemented. ”

When Ito said this, his expression gradually became hideous, his hand grabbed the leather seat next to him, and his five fingers sank deeply, "They definitely didn't expect that I would use the phenomenon of 'miracle resonance' to turn their comfort zone into a place of death in an instant!"

"You used that?!"

Hideo was wiping the katana for a moment, he already understood the meaning of the other party's words, and immediately raised his head and frowned and asked.

"That's not a hole card that should be used on them! Ito, you and I both understand that we don't have much 'miracle manuscripts' left, and those two old guys, how many manuscripts have been freshened in the past few years, we don't know at all!"

"It's okay, I'm not like you, Hideo. ”

Ito said with a frown.

"I know, but even if you rely on that method, there are less than six 'miracle manuscripts' produced in the past few years, and in order to take revenge on that woman, you should be more calm than use the manuscript on some insignificant people. ”

"It's different, this time it's different, Asakami Orihime is that woman's only child, killing her will definitely affect that woman, especially in her most critical period! Killing Asakami Orihime is the first step for me to start revenge, Hideo!"

Ito exclaimed fiercely, clearly disapproving of his companion's words, and in his retort it was clear that the woman in his conversation had a deep hatred.

“…… I get it, but only this time, Ito. ”

After listening to this, Eifu stared at the other party for a long time, and finally chose to compromise, after all, the other party did lose more than him back then, and Ito, who originally had the hope of becoming the third master of Toei, was almost taken away by that woman......

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"Please, help me, help me!"

What used to be a safe place is now a ghostly mansion.

The "miracle" that was placed here began to spiral out of control under the influence of another "miracle" ghost fog outside.

The waiter named Yuya beside Fang Ye kept shouting, his body was gradually restrained by the hands of the white ghost that appeared on the ground, and out of the instinct of survival, he shouted to Fang Ye, who was not far from him.

But in fact, his heart has long been desperate, as he knows what kind of mystery this mansion has, he knows very well that there is no way to live, and the only vitality has disappeared with the departure of the eldest lady.

However, at this moment, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder, bringing a touch of warmth to his body that had been restrained by the ghost hand and turned cold, and his sloppy eyes also regained their brilliance.

"You're ......!"

His eyes widened in astonishment, and he saw that Fang Ye had ignored those terrifying ghost hands on the ground, and it was as if he had heard his cries for help and came to his side.

"Remember to protect your head when you hit the ground. ”

Fang Ye only said this sentence to him, and then ......!

The waiter Yuya, who was obviously bound by the ghost hand, suddenly felt a huge force lifting him up, and the ghost hand that was grabbing his feet, waist and abdomen seemed to be unable to withstand this force, and one by one crackled and broke open, turning into wisps of green smoke.

There is no doubt that the only person who can wrestle with many ghosts for him at this moment is this bald young man in front of him, who is holding his shoulders and seems to have rescued him from danger very easily!

"So, I'll send you away first!"

Hearing the bald young man he couldn't name whisper, Yuya only felt a greater force attack, and he himself suddenly flew up......!

That's right, he was thrown out like a shot put by the bald youth!

"Ahhhhh!!!h

His brain was in disarray, and he screamed in terror, but the whole person had already flown out of the haunted house full of danger through the large hole in the wall that had been knocked open by Orihime Asagami earlier.

"Save one first!"

Fang Ye, who didn't realize how rough his rescue methods were, accelerated instantly after finishing speaking, and came to the side of Inoue Naohiko and Masako, who were also in danger.

Compared to the waiter Yuya, their whole bodies were covered by ghost hands, as if they were wearing wriggling white clothes, and they couldn't even hear the sound.

"Whoa!"

But Fang Ye directly tore open these dense ghost hands, as if these evil ghosts derived from the miracle world had no effect on him at all.

"Did both of them pass out?"

Fang Ye, who pulled the two out of the pile of ghost hands, saw that both of them had their eyes closed, their lips were even more frighteningly purple, and the exposed parts of Masako's body were covered with blue-brown handprints, which looked very terrifying.

"I can't help it, I threw it lightly this time. ”

Thinking like this, the two of them were lifted high by him, left and right, thrown lightly, and disappeared through the big hole in the wall.

Clapped his hands, keenly feeling that the temperature in the room was already very cold, but for Fang Ye now, it was as cool as entering an air-conditioned room at most, and he turned around without taking it seriously, and faced the long-haired woman who was approaching step by step, looking very much like a ghost.

The other party seemed to have just woken up, and the eyes that could be felt in front of him were only staring at him, and they began to turn a little.

"Well, after all, my manuscript is still on it, so I can only fight you head-on. ”

Fang Ye sighed and clenched his fists.

This kind of 'miracle' that should be a supernatural kind on the other side, will his meat fists work?