Chapter 215 Battle Dashou Yakumo (Thanks to the book friend 'Thunder Waiting' Thousand Rewards)

Knock knock!

"Is Mr. Wakaba here?"

Wakaba was looking at a pot of verdant and vivid potted plants in front of the window, and when he heard the words, he stopped, put down the sketchboard and said:

"The door is unlocked, come in. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Saying that, he picked up the water cup on the tea table in front of him and took a sip, he really likes to paint, and he concentrates on it, and sits still for a day, not because he is disturbed by Kanekiyan, he estimates that he will not think about anything else until he finishes painting.

Kanekiken walked in with a lady with a beautiful face in a long dress, beige shawl, and said to Wakaba:

"This is Ryoko-san, she wants to make a deal with you. ”

"Tell me about it?"

Wakaba didn't refuse, and looked at Miss Ryoko, or should he be called Aunt Ryoko?, a housewife-type woman at first glance, with some melancholy and worry in her eyes. He had met this woman a few times, and she had moved in before he and Koko, and she had taken refuge in Anding District with a little girl, who should have been a mother and daughter.

What's more important is that Sister Kou and Sister Tsukoko are now out shopping, and the reason for not taking him is very simple, to go to some places that only women can go, even if Wakaba is not old, it is not suitable to go, so he left Wakaba to paint in the room, which is famous: self-cultivation.

If you don't feel anything when you concentrate on painting, you can retreat from the state of concentration, but a sense of tiredness emerges psychologically, and you can take a transaction casually as an activity to move your body, and it's not a matter of sitting all day long.

Kaneki Ken was overjoyed when he heard Wakaba's words and looked at Miss Ryoko.

Miss Ryoko said with a little hesitation:

"Manager Wakaba, I'm worried about my husband's safety, can you please protect him for a while?"

Ruoye didn't want to think about it when he heard this, and directly refused:

"I don't have time, change my request. ”

He doesn't plan to stay here for long, and he has to stay with Sister Kou most of the time, so how can he have time to be a bodyguard for others?

Miss Ryoko looked at Kaneki Ken without knowing what to do, she only just learned from Kaneki Ken that Wakaba's existence could help her, but she didn't understand it at all, and she didn't deal with Wakaba, and she didn't know what to do after being rejected by Wakaba.

Kanekiken smiled at Miss Ryoko and signaled her not to worry, Kanekiken thought that he didn't know Wakaba after a few dealings, but he also touched Wakaba's temperament, don't look at Wakaba's refusal very simply, it's just that the conditions are not suitable.

"Save Mr. Flute's life at a critical moment. ”

Wakaba nodded, and said coldly:

"Yes, are you ready for the same price?"

"That..."

Miss Ryoko saw that Wakaba agreed, and hurriedly said:

"Is it okay to use my mew bloodline?"

Hearing this, Kaneki Yan's eyes widened in surprise and said:

"Ryoko-san, have you thought about it?"

Miss Ryoko said with a smile of relief:

"We've had enough of hiding in Tibet and worrying. Hinami also needs a happy and carefree childhood, and now that she has the opportunity, there is no reason to give up. ”

"Deal. ”

The corners of Ruoye's mouth curled slightly, revealing a hint of a smile, and then he was stunned for a moment, and said with a strange expression:

"If you come a little later, I won't be able to make this deal. ”

Ken Kaneki and Miss Ryoko were stunned when they heard this, and they didn't know why, but when they were pondering the meaning of Wakaba's words, they found that Wakaba had disappeared in front of them.

Where had Wakaba gone at this time? He had already arrived in a small courtyard in Tokyo, a simple courtyard that could be described as a slum, with a half-man-high iron sheet as a fence across the street, and a few dilapidated scrap cars stacked on top of each other in the corners, and the house, which resembled asbestos tiles and converted shipping containers, was quite rudimentary.

What left Wakaba speechless was that a big hole had been cut in one wall of the house that was already unsightly and barely inhabitable, how big was it? One-third of the wall was gone, was it big enough?

Wakaba ignored the fierce fight between the three people not far away, a mew and two search officers to be precise, but looked down at the man with his hair tied in a ponytail under his feet, wearing a white robe and shorts, a big hole in his chest, bleeding profusely, and holding a rather childish crayon drawing in his hand and asked:

"Ryoko-sama's husband, Flute Doctor?"

"Ahem. ”

The man's eyes widened when he heard this, his breath was disturbed when he was excited, he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and nodded reluctantly, and asked rhetorically:

"I'm Doctor Flute, how are Ryoko and Hinumo? Who are you?"

"Well, I can talk so much, it seems that I won't be able to die for a while. ”

Ruoye replied to the question, teasing, and secretly sighed that the recovery power of the mew kind is really perverted, and the injury that was pierced in the chest cavity is actually recovering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, even if Wakaba is facing this kind of injury, he has to rely on parasites to repair it.

Wakaba looked at Dr. Flute's pale face and showed an abnormal flush because of his ridicule, and hurriedly said:

"Don't worry, Miss Ryoko is fine, she asked me to come and save your life. It really doesn't matter what your injuries are?"

Don't be beaten to death, but be angry with your own mouth and cause the transaction to fail, it would be too embarrassing.

Doctor Dikou breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, nodded and said:

"No problem, let's get out of here. ”

"Well, wait. ”

Wakaba looked at the two investigators who had completely suppressed one with quick movements and ruthless and the other with two investigators who were young and strong and brave without using Katsuko, and asked curiously:

"Is that guy a 'glutton'?"

Hearing this, Dr. Flute shook his head and said:

"The Great Mori Yakumo of the 'Bronze Tree', codenamed 'Gecko', is an S-class mew species. ”

"No, forget it. ”

Hearing this, Wakaba was a little disappointed, shook his head and said:

"Let's go. ”

A tall figure suddenly appeared in front of Wakaba and Doctor Flute who were about to leave, the corners of his mouth under the bridge of his big nose were upturned, and his fierce eyes stared at Doctor Flute and sneered:

"Flute, where do you want to go?

As he spoke, he stretched out his broad right hand and grabbed at Dr. Flute's neck, but a fist covered in silver armor slammed into Omori Yakumo's palm.

Wakaba pulled the flute and the doctor retreated with a touch, and shook his arm without a trace, looked at Omori Yakumo and chuckled:

"I can't be spoiled by you, then I can't explain it to the client. ”

"Little ghost, you..."

Omori Yakumo was a little surprised that someone could fight hard with him, and he was annoyed when he heard this, and he accelerated to Wakaba, glaring at Wakaba and saying coldly:

"My body seems to be strong. ”

Wakaba turned around and threw the flute doctor, who was two heads taller than himself, out, and kicked at Omori Yakumo with the help of the whirling force, while raising his eyebrows and asking:

"Then you still need to say it?"

Bang!

Omori Yakumo was not slow to react, reaching out to block Wakaba's roundhouse kick, and smashing his other hand into Wakaba's face with a clenched fist with a sound of breaking the air.