Chapter 687: What does it have to do with me

When the night was frolicking with Yanzhu, the lightly covered door was pushed open again, and it was Senju Natsushi who walked in. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not wrong to use the dog-headed military advisor to describe 'Aldebaran', but it's a bit rude to use it to describe the Lori sage Chiju Natsuyo, but Xia Shi, who is better at mental work and co-ordination, is currently in charge of materials, personnel, and other affairs, in other words, accounting and personnel.

"Mr. Nightfall, there's a guest coming outside." Xia Shi walked up to Nightshade and spoke.

"Guest?" Nightshade raised an eyebrow, "I don't believe they're here. ”

"Mr. Sebas and Miss Shatia have barred them at the gate, and they cannot be let in without your permission." Xia Shi added, "The people of the police force, although they seem to have suffered several defeats, there are still many people. ”

"Then I'll go out and talk to them." Nightshade sighed, comforted Lan Yuan Yanzhu, who was angry because of this, and asked her to take good care of the injured 'starter', and walked out of the gymnasium with Xia Shi.

As a small town facility that can accommodate hundreds of people, the interior of 'Gensokyo' is not small, but the two of them still quickly came to the gate, and they can see that a group of policemen with white bands tied to their heads are imposing, but they still straighten their backs and block in front of the gate.

The leader was a man over half a hundred years old.

It was a promoter with a bald head and beard, and he exuded the aura of a warrior.

Outwardly, the other party must be at least 50 years old, which is considered to be the older among the promoters who are mainly in their 20s and 40s.

Next to the elderly promoter, it should be the other party's starter, with long straight black hair, a very weak sense of presence, and a girl with a demure temperament standing there like a shadow.

Led by this pair of police officers, a group of police officers stood on the opposite side of the night.

There is no doubt that this group of people's policemen are all auxiliary units of the people's police who forced out of Aldebaran on the battlefield yesterday.

Today, all these policemen who should be on the front line are gathered here, looking at the situation, it is as if they are here to ask for guilt, which makes the air full of inexplicable tension.

After meeting Sebas and them, Nightfall walked up to the remnants of the police force and raised his hand, "If I'm not mistaken, you are the commander of the people's police auxiliary force this time." Is there something you can do? ”

"Yes, it's my hall chief down there." The majestic voice of the senior man at the head rang out. "Presumably, you're Mr. Nightfall, aren't you?"

Nightshade glanced at my hall chief slightly, and his gaze suddenly stopped on one of the other party's legs.

No, it shouldn't be said to be a leg.

Because, the leg that was supposed to be on that part has long since disappeared, and it is tightly bandaged on it, and it is obvious that it has not been lost for long.

My hall master is on crutches, supporting the body that has lost one leg, and there is no decadent appearance of ordinary disabled people at all, but it is very majestic, and people can't help but admire.

Of course, Nightshade won't give any comment on this, after all, it doesn't matter to him what kind of person the other party is.

"My hall leader, let's be honest, what do you want to do this time? It's not like you're here to beg for a cup of tea to moisten your throat, is it? ”

"I'm sure Mr. Nightshade should be able to guess easily, right?" My hall master is watching the night with a sharp gaze.

"Mr. Nightshade, please also send Gensokyo's 'Cursed Son' to fight with us to defend the entire Tokyo area!"

The audience was silent, except for the sonorous voice of my hall leader echoing around him, turning into an echo before dissipating into the air after a while.

"You're lost, head of my hall, this isn't the Tokyo area, so you can leave." Nightshade shrugged his shoulders and said disapprovingly. No matter how sincere the other party put on that declining face, he couldn't shake his mind at all, a break is a break, and this is his territory, not the Tokyo area.

"Nightfall! At this time, you can't be allowed to be willful! "My hall master was staring at the Nightfall, and there was a little anger in his eyes.

"We need to use your power to defend the Tokyo area now, do you want to be the sinners who will bring the Tokyo area to its perdition?!"

"I see." As if he hadn't heard what my cousin was saying, Nightshade smiled suddenly, but there was no smile in his eyes at all.

"So, you're here to ask for forgiveness?"

"You---!" Seeing that Nightshade ignored my cousin's words, the girl standing next to my cousin seemed to have no way to endure the insult that my cousin was insulting, and stepped forward with an awe-inspiring face.

"What are you still talking about that doesn't concern you? The head of my hall, and there are so many soldiers, but they are all working hard to protect the Tokyo area, but you have such an indifferent expression? ”

Ye Yan glanced at the person who spoke, and the other party was a black straight beauty with a petite body, but with a Ling Ran demeanor, wearing light armor similar to that of a Warring States samurai.

The person who spoke was called Mibu Asaka, and he was the initiator of my hall chomasa, and his previous IP ranking was 275th.

It seems that the other party is quite familiar with the means of drawing a sword to threaten people, but it is obviously impossible for Night Death to be afraid of a little Lori who wants to draw a knife, and the IP ranking is 275 In the eyes of a group of demon-level 'monsters' in 'Gensokyo', it doesn't even count as a unit of measurement.

"And then? What do you have to do with me in your fight? Nightshade shrugged his shoulders, "If you want to talk about righteousness to others, tell those trash in Tokyo, don't come to my door and be an eyesore, or I will want to hit you when I see your stupid face!" ”

Nightshade thought clearly, for these brainwashed initiators, gentle offensives and mouthballs that move with affection and understanding are both troublesome and ineffective, and if that stupid face is placed in front of his eyes, Nightshade has to wake up this waste!

Generally speaking, people with machismo and straight male cancer tendencies will be the first to show that they do not hit women and children, of course, this is also a necessary quality for a gentleman, of course, night death will not bully women and children, at best, in some way, let them understand the 'cruelty of society', but this is obviously a beneficial measure for them.

Renga Asaka is not only a woman, but also a child, and in general, Nightshade is naturally reluctant to do anything to such a person, even if she is a 'cursed child' who is already strong enough and ranks 275th in IP.

However, for this kind of militaristic thinking, he did not even lend a helping hand to the 'cursed son' who had the same tragic fate, and dared to say that he would protect the Tokyo area and protect the initiators of the 'plundered generation'.

Who do the dull people who can't even save themselves expect to save the 'cursed children'? That's just a fantasy.

Maybe it was the intimidation from the strong that had an effect, Ren I Chaoxia gritted her teeth, and after all, she didn't dare to draw her sword out of the sheath. To be honest, if even Nightfall, the person who protects the 'Cursed Child', dares to make a move, then Nightshade really has to question whether her head is empty under her seemingly glamorous appearance.