At this moment, in the city of Nagoya, which is not far away geographically, Gen Zhisheng has learned the location of the runaway ghost.

"Miyamoto-san, don't move the personnel disguised as a routine investigator, gather those itinerant people, and seal off the area where the ghost appears."

At the same time as the on-board communication was turned on, the crow had already flown out with one foot on the accelerator.

Although the top speed of this second-hand little broken car is only a pitiful 70 yards per hour, in a crowded and bustling metropolis, the speed of driving to 70 yards is already in the limelight.

With a drifting tail flick without deceleration at all, the crow cut straight out of the traffic, ignoring the double yellow line of the divided lane, the body rotated 180 degrees, and the tires were idling for a moment due to inertia after shifting, and then the shrill tire scraping and his cheers rang out at the same time.

The thrill of racing in the city during the day for the first time slightly stimulated his dragon blood, and the greatly increased reaction speed allowed him to control the used car like a fish in water, weaving around in a dense intertwined traffic.

Despite the indignant trumpet, the crow simply whistled defiantly out the window and walked away.

I have to say that if it were in normal times, he would definitely be indispensable to Yuan Zhisheng's reproach - after all, he was a retainer of the young lord of the Eight Snake Families, and to some extent he represented the face of some of the young masters and even the Eight Snake Families. Although Yuan Zhisheng probably won't care about these faces, he still has to do superficial work.

Fortunately, it's mission time, and there are countless excuses to uncover any outrageous behavior during the mission, so Gen Zhisheng also ignores the trouble caused by drag racing to traffic, and by the way, he can have a smooth conversation with Miyamoto Ichiro.

"In addition, when you see a 'ghost', you should immediately open fire to prevent accidental casualties. While it is honorable to die in the line of duty, unnecessary sacrifices must also be avoided. ”

The dictation of the two cadres had already been submitted to Yuan Zhisheng, and with his rich experience in hunting, he could easily judge the level of this ghost - at least A-level.

Ryoma Taiyi, 23 years old, grew up in a single-parent family, his mother died at a very early age, and his father was a frequent drinker and gambler, as well as a hobby of drug addiction.

So he dropped out of high school before he finished high school, and instead of working in the gang of the Eight Snake Clans, he found some odd jobs to support himself and rented a cheap bachelor apartment.

According to the evaluation of others, Long Ma Taiyi is undoubtedly a cowardly young man with a broken family, an unfortunate background, and no outstanding ability.

These are the identities that have just been determined by the family based on facial recognition, if it weren't for the advanced technology, and the mysterious death of his father Long Ma Jun half a month ago, which caused him to be included in the watch list in advance, it would be difficult for Kaguya to complete the search for so much information in just twenty minutes.

What is very strange is that the bloodline rating of Ryomataichi is only C, and it is very stable, there is basically no possibility of mutation, and it belongs to the white safety level.

But now he suddenly became an A-class ghost.

For most of the cadres under the command of the Eight Snake Families, the A level is already a relatively rare level.

In this arrest mission, except for Ichiro Miyamoto and the other two middle-aged leaders whose bloodlines barely belong to the A level, the rest are all B-level, C-level or D-level young cadres. Even if it is a group of four people, there is a possibility of total destruction if you encounter a ghost.

Although the oni is an inferior species with an uncontrolled bloodline, its short lifespan and vague reason also bring a strong and powerful body and strength after alienation. Theoretically, a ghost needs three trained hybrids of the same level to be equipped with basic firepower to be annihilated without injury.

Therefore, in the responsible matters of the task, the main role of the cadres is to help and assist the source children.

Ignoring traffic rules greatly shortens the travel time, and as the crows continue to change lanes and overtake, the destination is getting closer and closer.

On both sides of the road, you can see groups of cadres in black suits waiting solemnly, some are running to the area where they should be on duty, and some are already standing on the sidewalk, forming a human wall to block passers-by.

The two cadres explained to the passers-by in a friendly manner, while the rest of the cadres did not say a word, creating an inexplicable authority. From the deliberately open placket of the few of them, you can see half of the metallic luster exposed in their arms or waists, even if there are ignorant stunned Qing who are not bluffed by the name of their gang. Bare. Under the deterrence of naked force, he can only obediently give in.

As for the passing vehicles, they were also quickly stopped temporarily with the cooperation of the police.

Only the inconspicuous black Honda S660 they were riding in was able to continue to race at high speed after greeting them in advance, which immediately attracted the attention of a group of passers-by.

After nodding to the cadres and police officers who maintained the blockade, Gen Zhisheng silently pressed the black and white hilt of the knife at his waist.

"Your mission is done, and now it's my job."

He muttered to himself, and slowly sat up straight, his waist straight, like an unyielding green bamboo in the mountains.

It is as if in ancient times, on the eve of a great battle, the samurai would calm their mood in their own way, and then silently and serenely walked to the battlefield, ushering in silent victory or silent defeat.

- Of course, for him, there is no defeat.

"Young master, we have arrived."

No matter how unreliable they usually are, during the real mission, Raven and Yaksha are iron-clad heroes, otherwise they would not be recognized as the retainers of the next successor of the Eight Snake Clans.

"Well, be careful."

Leaving the car, Gen Zhisheng already smelled the strong smell of blood in the air, which proved that a killing had begun, maybe it was going on, maybe it was about to end.

Raven and Yaksha reached for their guns, but instead of stepping forward, they followed behind Genji, who had already put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and finally stood at the exit of the alley.

It's not that they're cowardly, it's a habit that they develop after many battles.

"Ryoma Taiichi,"

While going deep into the gloomy alley, Yuan Zhisheng's pace gradually slowed down, but he shouted while slowing down.

"You have an unhappy family, but that's not a reason why you can kill innocents indiscriminately."

The smell of blood had become stronger and stronger, and the environment was gloomy, but with the eyes of the half-blood, he could already see a pool of blood on the ground in front of him, and a middle-aged man lying motionless on the ground.

The clear blade of the blade left the scabbard, faintly reflecting the golden beast pupils that flashed in the shadows.

"If you turn yourself in now and give an account of who is behind the scenes, then we can consider making your crime lenient."

Drop from a light hair.

Yuan Zhisheng himself didn't believe this, because all missions with the direct participation of law enforcement personnel have become samples lying in the rock flow research institute. Not to mention, his very limited compassion.

The reason why he is talking nonsense is just to lower the vigilance of the lurking Ryoma Taiichi.

Sure enough, as he straightened up a little and shifted from the alert, a strong wind whistled out of the darkness, followed by a thick smell of blood.

"Bell—"

At a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to see, Yuan Zhisheng instantly lifted the posture of the lower right section, and the blade of the boy cut happened to fall into a pair of giant claws, and the completely ossified claws actually stopped the sharp blade for a while.

The turbulent currents whipped his clothes, and the brilliant drawings inside the suit rose like sacred. It represents his identity as Amaterasu.

It's just a trick.

At the same time that Yuan Zhisheng swung the long knife, his left hand had already been released, and the wrist bone, which was completely locked in the keel state, was forced to withstand the powerful downward pressure of Long Ma Tai with the strength of one hand.

The blade cut into the scales for three points, and the left hand pulled out the small Tai Knife Spider Cut, and after sliding and spinning, the spider cut also known as the knee cut through the right leg of Ryoma Taiyi, which was not seriously alienated, and cut the tendon at the thigh in two.

"Roar—"

With a completely distorted face, Ryoma Taiichi still had the instinct of a beast, and his claws retreated with the help of his claws, and he used the wall of the alley as a fulcrum, and his left leg quickly pounced again, completely ignoring the difference in strength between the enemy and the enemy.

In this regard, Yuan Zhisheng did not catch Ryoma Taiyi's flaw again and swung the knife, but flashed this pounce with a short body.

Golden eyes lit up in the darkness.

Unlike the brutal eyes of Ryometheichi filled with bestiality, these golds contain nobility, antiquity, and inviolable majesty.

Word Spirit: King's Power.

Under the pressure of ten times the gravity, Ryoma Tai, who was still flying in the air, smashed to the ground in the first place, and half of his body fell into the corner of the cramped wall.

Before he could react, the boy had already inserted it into his chest, pinpointing his heart through the shoulder blades of his back and into the wall.

The other spider cut off his eyeballs and the bridge of his nose with a non-stop swing of the knife, soaked in aqueous humor and blood, and finally stabbed his spine inward from the middle of the throat with a backhand, and his wrist shook and shook the blade slightly, completely destroying the spinal nerves.

There is a broken heart.

That is, never forget to be vigilant.

The blade of the boy cut was once again drawn from Ryomataiichi's stagnant chest, turning into a swift horizontal slash that slashed off his head. Stirring black blood splattered from the fracture, cutting off the possibility of Ryomataiichi's final counterattack, and also marking the end of this battle with a huge gap.

"Young master, doesn't it matter?"

Yaksha carried the body bag and prepared to collect the corpse, while the crow held the blood Zhen and returned the knife to the source of the sheath.

"No...... I'm fine, clean up the scene as soon as possible. ”

A bad premonition lingered in his heart, and he had just used the spirit that consumed a huge amount of energy, and he couldn't help but turn pale and his mind was slightly dizzy.

Instead of insisting, the Raven joins in the Nakshatra's processing, throwing a bucket of gasoline on the bloodstained ground.

"Young master, don't you care about the corpse over there? It's not good if you burn it together. ”

Yaksha pointed to the corpse of a middle-aged man a few meters away.

"Leave it to the people in the Nagoya branch to do it, and remind them to gather information about the bloodline medicine...... And we need to go back to Tokyo right now. ”

Although he couldn't say it clearly, that lingering sense of foreboding reminded him all the time, which was why he did not hesitate to use the Spirit of Words and Powers to quickly resolve the battle.

Has there been a change in the family?

By the time the fire ignited in the alley, erasing all the remaining blood, the group of three had once again boarded the black Honda car, bid farewell to Nagoya, and set out on the road back to Tokyo.

Just hung up the call with Wind Demon Kotaro and came to the conclusion that everything was okay on both sides, the faint sense of uneasiness in Gen Zhisheng's heart never disappeared.

…… Hope all is well.

(I feel like I'm in a bad state, and after rereading Ryusan, I feel like I still need to sort out my thoughts)