"Are you injured?" Hanano Mao looked at the blood marks left on the palm of her hand when she touched Masaki just now, her eyes flashed with a complicated light, she was not stupid, the position where this person was standing just now and the means to save herself, coupled with this strange outfit, she knew that it was the man in front of her who caused all this. br />

But I don't know why, after she calmed down, in front of this man in a strange costume and a mask, she was surprisingly not afraid, on the one hand, this man would actually save her, which means that the other party didn't want to hurt her, and the other more important reason is that I don't know why she always has a familiar feeling around this man, which is a feeling of peace of mind.

Masaki didn't answer, slowly pulled off the bandage on his side, and pressed the wound slightly, except for some pain, the body that had been transformed by the virus with strong self-healing ability, and the bullet hole left by the sniper rifle had completely healed at this moment, but he felt a little tired and hungry because of blood loss and using too many skills.

Masaki looked up at the huge meteorite floating quietly in the sky, because the earthburst star is a technique that uses gravity to move, so the meteorite at this moment does not need to be controlled by him, and it maintains a delicate balance between the earth and the sun, and it is suspended in the air, like the sword of Damoris suspended above the heads of the people of Tokyo.

"Are you a god?" a timid voice came, Hanano Maki looked timidly at the masked Masaki, for all this life today, she didn't know how to describe it, everything seemed to be a dream, so incredible.

Masaki glanced at her with emotionless eyes, the same word, he didn't want to involve anyone, his secret, too many people knew it was not good, saving her again, it was just an accident.

He slowly stood up with the trunk of the tree, suppressed the slightly dizzy feeling in his mind, and walked towards the distance with a little vanity, at this moment he had to thank the Japanese government for the evacuation work, the streets were empty, and the strange costume of Masaki did not cause a sensation.

Hanano Mai looked at Masaki's back and wanted to chase it, but she stopped, and suddenly, Masaki's footsteps staggered and went to the side, she chased after him without thinking about it, and helped him.

"You!" Masaki didn't seem to expect that Mai Hanano would dare to catch up, trying to calm his dizzy head.

And Hanano Mai was stunned, because she saw Masaki holding her palm, it was a pair of familiar hands, slender and white, like a work of art, of course, this is not the reason why she was stunned, just because these hands, in the hypnosis last night, left a deep impression on herself! Preconceived notions, with this idea, and then looked at the black-robed man, whether in terms of height or figure, he gradually coincided with that person.

"Is that you?" Hanano looked at Masaki's mask, his lips pursed and he was about to say his name, when suddenly his neck ached slightly, his eyes went dark, and finally he heard a leisurely sigh, and then he fell unconscious.

Masaki coughed a little and put Hanano Mayi next to the tree, the more he knew about his identity, the worse it was for this little girl, in order to prevent her from being implicated, he had to make this decision.

Walked to a secluded corner, took out the backpack prepared in advance, changed out of this conspicuous clothes, took off the mask, revealing slightly pale cheeks, suddenly a trace of blush appeared on his face, and suddenly he coughed violently, coughing out of breath.

"Wow!" A mouthful of dark black blood spit out, spilling on the ground shockingly, and Masaki saw this blood, but a smile appeared on his face, wiped the corners of his mouth, and his face gradually became ruddy, but this mouthful of blood coughed up all the bruises from his lung injury, but the whole person felt that his breathing was much easier, and his body was a lot lighter.

I looked at my phone, there was a familiar number on it, it was the office calling, he was walking in the direction of coming as if no one was an ordinary traveler, as for the huge meteorite in the sky behind him, he hadn't figured out how to deal with it, just let it hang in the sky "freely" for a while, there was a gravitational interaction, he didn't need to do anything more, and after all, Hanano Mao and some innocent people were still nearby.

Zhengji is not an angry youth, nor is he a cold-blooded creature, some people are innocent, some people deserve it, he can't be cynical and destroy the world because of a few black sheep with demons in their hearts.

An hour later, a convoy appeared on the road to the Yasukuni Shrine, but this convoy was a little different from the usual, at the front of the convoy, an armored car opened the way, followed by a splendid carriage, pulled by three white tall horses, unhurriedly moving forward, and followed by men dressed strangely, dressed in all kinds of white robes and holding various sacrificial instruments, dancing like a god while playing strange music, for the old man who looked like a high priest muttered words。

At the end of the convoy, it was also an armored car, but the difference was that there were many more capable men with katanas at their waists looking around vigilantly, and of course modern guards also followed, such a strange team slowly walked to the gate of the Yasukuni Shrine, which had completely changed its appearance.

"His Majesty the Emperor has arrived!" A loud shout sounded in the silent Yasukuni Shrine, and on the carriage, a man of more than 1.6 meters dressed in the emperor's costume with Japanese characteristics slowly stepped out of the carriage with the support of the servant, and a pair of small eyes scanned the self-defense team members standing at the entrance of the shrine, and the people he had seen couldn't help but bow their heads, as if they were ashamed of all this in front of them.

"As a soldier of the empire, but I can't protect the ancestral hall of the heroes, Your Majesty the Emperor, I am willing to apologize!" The officer of the Self-Defense Corps just now, walked in front of the emperor in three steps and two steps, and knelt on the ground with an ordinary sound, although his voice was righteous, but the sweat on his face and the despair in his eyes revealed his unwillingness.

Japan is very respectful to the emperor, and the emperor in Japan symbolizes the country, although there is no real power, but sometimes the spiritual pillar is more than the intangible power.

However, Emperor Renyu did not pay attention to the man who was kneeling on the ground, but looked up at the huge meteorite in the sky, and his face was shocked.