Vol.1

Vincent Campbell, a lazy man with a handsome appearance.

Compared to the mafia, if you go to be a graphic model, it will probably cause a decadent trend in the modeling industry.

I don't know why, he obviously has a delicate appearance and a well-honed martial arts, but he himself is always lazy and lazy.

Today, too, he rested on the couch in the Lubacher reception room. Squint your eyes slightly and make an even breathing sound.

Suddenly, Long Legs kicked out the teapot on the table, and turned it towards the ceiling with his precious leather shoes!

Smack!

The teapot that was not meant to be used to demolish the house immediately shattered, the splinters crackled and fell, and the hot water left a large dark mark on the ceiling, accompanied by the heat, and the water droplets fell ticking.

"What people!"

The two Rubaccher mafios, who had been guarding the door of the reception room, immediately rushed into the reception room.

Of course, there is no possibility that outsiders are there. Otherwise, these mafias don't have to be mixed. Vincent pouted at the ceiling and said lightly:

"Clean up. Take down the letter from the ceiling to Lao Tzu. ”

The two mafias looked at each other, but in the end they faithfully fulfilled the instructions.

Vol.2

Vincent joined Rubacher for less than a year.

However, for this newcomer who has only recently joined Lubacher, every member of Lubacher does not dare to disobey him.

The world of the mafia, it's fair. Those with big fists have the right to speak.

So, Vincent's words carry a lot of weight.

Of course, there are also bigwigs with small fists like Malkney, but there must be a group of very capable subordinates under this kind of bigwigs. For example, Garcia, and then Vincent.

If someone provokes, they will be defeated, and if someone is disobedient, they will be defeated. This lazy man said that he would never drag his hands on the mud and water. He's the type who hates trouble, so he'll do his best to do things at the beginning and then be lazy.

And he's really strong.

Vincent of the Flame is a well-known master in the hunter world. Under his leadership, the Flame Hunter Regiment is obviously just a second-rate mercenary group, and its destructiveness, desire to attack, and combat effectiveness are not very strong, but they are surprisingly difficult to deal with.

Garcia had a conflict with him when he was still a hunter, and at that time Garcia was part of a hunting regiment called the "Zephyr Brigade", which was a super hunting regiment that could compete with the "Red Constellation" for the title of "the strongest in Sisemilya".

The Flame Hunter Regiment is not strong, and when it comes to the elite level of equipment, it can only be said to be a second-rate level. When it comes to the quality of personnel, it can only be said that it is sophisticated, not how strong. If you talk about tactics and strategy, it is the level of ordinary people. But Garcia's recalcitrant temperament, which was as stubborn as a flame, impressed Garcia.

Even with a strong enemy like the Zephyr Brigade, the Flame Hunters still resisted stubbornly for two whole weeks, and they dragged out the task that Garcia thought could be completed in 3 days to 14 days. It was at this time that Garcia and Vincent met.

Vincent was also originally a cheerful person, with a strong cohesion, and never gave up hope at any time. His personal strength is very strong, and he has held up Garcia on the battlefield several times to make him unable to do anything. After the mission failed, he immediately stopped his attack according to the etiquette of a chasseur and invited Garcia to drink.

Today's enemies can be tomorrow's friends, and in the world of hunters, this kind of thing happens all the time.

At that time, Garcia silently remembered the big boy named Vincent Campbell.

However, time has passed, and when Garcia and Vincent meet again, it is in the hospital.

No, it's a misnefactor to say it's a hospital.

It was a small medical hall in an unnamed village, and the doctor also had a thin old man, which made one wonder if he could still afford a scalpel.

Garcia heard the news that the Flame Hunters had been wiped out, and hurried over.

At this time, Garcia had long since left the chaser world, and followed the leader of the cutting-edge merchant group named Markney to become the deputy leader of the mafia that everyone feared in Crossbell.

Vincent's health was miserable to a certain extent. There are bandages everywhere on the body, like a mummy, and the eyes lose their vitality and become lazy.

"I said you, how did you do this?"

"Hmph...... Lao Tzu also wants to ask this question...... Invulnerability, is it a monster, that guy ......"

“…… You, is there still a place to go? ”

"I don't know."

"So, do you want to come to our Lubacher Chamber of Commerce?"

"Is there any money to be made?"

"Of course."

"."

This was the second meeting between the two men.

Vol.3

"Hey, call me here, what's wrong?"

The man's deep voice pulled Vincent's thoughts back to this place.

Because of his familiarity, Vincent immediately recognized that it was the voice of his immediate boss, Garcia Rossi.

Markney? Vincent didn't know when he became his subordinate. From the beginning, he was a combatant hired by Garcia, that is, a bodyguard.

Neither the mafia, nor is it in charge of affairs outside of the fight (buying cigarettes shouldn't be a business, right?). ）。

"Boss, come with me for a fight."

"Oh? Why, did you suddenly show your motivation today? ”

Garcia was taken aback, since the Flame Hunters had been wiped out, he had been the same lazy look. Unexpectedly, today he suddenly became interested.

"Motivated? I'm ...... I've been full of energy...... Chief, be careful not to let me do it. ”

Rarely, he did not use the contemptuous self-title of "Lao Tzu".

"You're ...... Beware of being ravaged by the Killing War Bear to the point where you can no longer pick up arms. ”

Vol.4

The Rubacher Chamber of Commerce has a large space underground.

Because the law was not strict enough, and there was no clear right to develop the soil beneath the ground, Rubacher took advantage of this loophole and opened up a large area of complex underground space like a labyrinth.

The training room is also here.

This is a training room specially prepared for Garcia and Vincent, a quadrangular space with a side length of more than 200 sub-distances, made of thickened armor plates, so that these two guys who are simply not human can start a duel without scruples, Markney is simply painstaking. Although most of the time it is Garcia alone here.

After the battle, the training room became miserable.

The thickened armor plate is full of dented fist marks, as if the paper has been cut through half by the blade, and the damage can be seen everywhere, because it is a square armor plate, many of the warped armor plates were directly torn off by Garcia to be used as weapons, and the removed armor plates exposed the cement support wall inside. Just from the degree of destruction of the space, it is not difficult to see that the battle between the two people is fierce.

"Hmph...... After sleeping for so long, my skills have improved? ”

Garcia sat in the corner, her left arm hugging her curled left leg and a Marlboro cigarette in her right hand. Because of a certain guy, the frequency of smoking has become more frequent in all Rubacher now.

At this time, where did Garcia still have the demeanor of the deputy leader of the mafia, the beige suit on his body was torn to shreds, only the sleeve of his right arm was barely connected to a neckline, the strong flesh that had been trained over the years was proudly exposed, his skin was full of bruises, his chest was rising and falling rapidly due to vigorous exercise, and the sweat made him look even more terrifying.

"Diligence? It's not that Lao Tzu has become stronger, it's that you have become weaker, Garcia. ”

Vincent sat in the corner on the other side of the diagonal, not much better, the knot in the middle of the three sticks was interrupted, as if it were two nunchucks, which was very funny. Vincent's suit was also tattered, and his physique was thinner than Garcia's, but it was also angular, with large bruises hanging from his body, and he did not smoke at this time, but moved his neck with his hands.

"Weakened? How dare you say it! This is just hiding strength, and I don't want Lubacher to reduce his personnel. ”

"Do you think Lao Tzu doesn't have a killer feature?"

"Hmph, that's all for the senseless deterrence. Why the hell are you, why ......"

"Ah, someone provoked, Lao Tzu just wanted to see if I could tear him up now."

Vincent said, pulling out a letter from the storage compartment outside the door.

The purpose of the storage box is to keep the valuables on the trainer's body. After all, there are no eyes in the fight, and if you break something important, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Garcia took the letter, opened it curiously, and shook out a short letter in her broad palm.

VOL.5

To Vincent Kemira-kun, it doesn't matter who it is, as long as it's anyone who is Rubacher, it's okay, not to mention Garcia, even if it's just that combatant, if you have to say it, President Markney can barely count it:

My name is Lenster, and I am the shadow of chaos that sneaks through the light and darkness of Crossbell. In short, would you like to have some tea and have a meal together? As a rookie force of Crossbell's subterranean hegemony, we in the Karumon Consortium would love to have a good chat with Lubacher's people. Peace is the means to solve the problem, and violent opposition!

We will be waiting for you at 12 o'clock the next day at the Western restaurant in the central square.

Since this is a peace meeting, please don't bring too many people! We're going to bring as few people as possible here, and we're only going to have three people here.

So, that's it☆

Attribution: Lanster

VOL.6

"What the hell?"

Garcia frowned, resisting the urge to tear it to shreds.

"Looks like a war book, someone from the arms dealer's side."

"Scarlet Scorpio...... That's why you're serious? ”

"Ah...... Pretty much. Lao Tzu, I...... Didn't hate that guy at all. ”

Vincent said, hooking his hand at the mafia watching from a distance, who immediately took off his blazer and sent it to Vincent.

"After all, as a hunter, it's not surprising when he was wiped out. But...... was given such a big gift by him, so naturally he wanted to return the gift. Lao Tzu, I just tore that guy apart. It's just simple, I want him to know that playing with fire is going to be **. ”

Vincent's gaze filled with a murderous aura for a moment, and then disappeared again.

VOL.7

At noon the next day, Rubacher and his entourage arrived at the venue early.

Garcia consulted Markney, because there was really nothing to talk about, so Markney sent Garcia and Vincent to show Rubacher's strength. As for the elder himself, he naturally can't come out. Because of a certain abrasive young master, he doesn't have the heart to be busy with these chores now.

As for the purpose of this trip......

Agreement? Peace talks? Don't be stupid! How can that kind of thing be credible?

The two of them randomly found a table by the door, ordered a pot of tea, and waited for the arrival of the people from the Karuman Consortium.

However, I have to say that these two people are sitting together, Garcia is burly and majestic, Vincent also exudes a dangerous smell that no one should enter, plus their position is close to the door, where are there any guests who dare to come in!

The boss complained in his heart, of course, he didn't dare to say it, the guests may still have people who don't know Rubacher, but how could these business owners not know the leader of Crossbell's underground forces? I can only hope that Lu Bacher's uncles will quickly drink tea and leave.

"Oh? Isn't this Lord Killing War Bear, excuse me, can Xiao Sheng sit here? ”

Deliberately pretending to be a strange, crepe tone, Garcia's heart was inexplicably on fire, and he raised his head dissatisfied, wanting to see which unsightly person dared to tease him, but as a result, he saw an unexpected scene.

With short purple hair and flat glasses, it is reminiscent of the fox's sly smile.

Black Moon's representative in Crossbell, Li Cao.

VOL.8

"Isn't this the little fox of the Black Moon? Sorry, we have a reservation today. If you want to go to hell, you can only come back next time. ”

Garcia smirked, his fists clenched with a rattling sound, judging from his smiling expression, he was afraid that he really wanted to kill Li Cao.

"Ahh Thank you so much for sparing your life~"

Li Cao laughed and pulled a chair and sat down. Didn't care about Rubacher's attitude.

"Oh, that's all you want to go to hell...... Li Cao. ”

Garcia's voice is getting colder. He is a pure warrior, and Li Cao, a guy who is good at playing with conspiracy, is the type he hates the most, and he endured not a single punch to knock over Li Cao, but he can't do too much on the surface.

If there is to be a war, then Garcia doesn't care, anyway, with the support of the Speaker, the petty crime of damaging private property is not trivial at all.

"No, no, no, like you, I was called out by an inexplicable letter, it seems to be called Ranster? Ah, what a guy who can't figure out, where did he come from? I'm here to listen to cross talk today, but I'm not prepared for a fight. ”

Li Cao pretended to be innocent, but behind the bright reflection of his eyes, there were a pair of sharp eyes.

Of course, Lancet's letter to Li Cao was just an invitation to Black Moon to chat. It's just that, according to Lanster's personality considerations, coupled with Cross Bell's complex form, Li Cao keenly guessed that it was definitely not just the black moon that came today. At the very least, Rubacher is coming. Perhaps, the mysterious organization that held Karumon back will also come.

On the police's side, the investigator's side, the garrison's side, the guerrillas' side, and the reporter's side, Li Cao felt that at least half of the organization would also receive contact from Lanster.

But what can this be? Li Cao thought maliciously.

It doesn't matter if Crossbell is invaded by the Empire or the Republic. The point is whether you can make a profit. It's just that for now, Black Moon is advancing and retreating with the Republicans. Lancet wants to muddy the water, so stir it~

But...... What the hell do you want to do, the Karuman consortium......

Li Cao unconsciously showed a sinister smile and licked his lips subconsciously. This is Li Cao's habit.

When he was ready to calculate who he was, he always showed this expression.

Vol.9

"Report...... This is Observation Point 3. The people of the Karumen consortium are already seated. But Lancet himself has not yet come. ”

"Report...... This is Observation Point 8. Ranster's current location is at the Missy counter on the first floor of the Times Store. ”

"Got it. Keep watching. ”

"Yes."

"Report...... This is Observation Point 6, and a large number of the Black Moon people have left! The target is Observation Point 9. ”

"Report...... This is Observation Point 9, where the people of the Black Moon are on an airship that flies to the Republic. ”

"Report...... This is Observation Point 4, and the people of Rubacher have not moved. ”

"Report...... This is Observation Point 5, and there is no change in the Karuman Foundation. ”

"Got it. Keep watching. ”

"Hey! Moxi Moxie ~ Here is ...... Uh, what's the number? Ahhhh Number 8 yes, thank you. Ahem, I'm the Randster Investigator who just arrived from the Search Section 1~~ Good afternoon, Dudley Investigator~"

VOL.10

The atmosphere was awkward.

in every sense.

The shopkeeper also gave up his business, secretly put up a sign at the door to suspend service, and hid in the kitchen with the guys.

For now, we can only pray for the blessing of the goddess of the sky, and only the loss of property will occur. Tables, chairs, plates, jars are smashed and smashed, this is all small money, in case there is a guest here who is affected by them, this is a big deal.

The root of all evil is the only two tables of guests now.

One is a salaryman with glasses who sits in the corner in the morning, drinking coffee and reading the newspaper. A man wearing a T-shirt with a Missy pattern on it accosted him behind his back.

This table is fine, but it's bold.

Another table............

Two thugs of Cross Bell's notorious Rubacher Chamber of Commerce. I don't know why the purple-haired man with glasses who has been provoking the Lubacher Chamber of Commerce, the bodyguard of the Karumun Arms Chamber of Commerce who has just settled in Crossbell......

It's good enough that such a group of people sit together and it doesn't turn into bloodshed. Loss? Hehe, the store manager has lost hope for his store.

The store manager's biggest regret is, why didn't he buy a large sum of insurance for his store before?

And now, the man in the Mixi sweatshirt, fortunately, pulled the man with glasses to the table where the atmosphere was getting more and more sinister......

"I'm sorry...... Dad...... Me, really...... I really want to make this store bigger......"

These were the last words the boss said before he fainted in a hurry.

VOL.11

"Well, can you share a table? 2 bits. ”

The man in the Missy undershirt accosted him in a somewhat flirtatious tone.

"What kind of passerby are you pretending to be for me!"

Without hesitation, the man in the white jacket got up one by one, grabbed the flirtatious man's hair, slapped it on the table, and rubbed it vigorously.

"Everyone is here, you are here, do you have the consciousness of being an inviter......

"I'm sorry...... Watchtower......"

"Give me my name! (Continue rubbing)"

"It hurts, I was wrong, please let me live with Uncle Dior!"

"It's really ......"

After a little tricking, the atmosphere finally eased up a little.

I have to say that the people at this table ...... It's just an exaggeration.

Rubacher forces: Garcia, Vincent. Two of the strongest in Rubaccher.

Black Moon Forces: Li Cao. The de facto leader of the Black Moon in Crossbell.

Carroumen Consortium: Dior, Lanster.

Search Section 1: Dudley Investigators.

No matter how you look at it...... The lineup is too luxurious! This lineup can do it even if you want to suppress the city government!

"Okay, don't be an idiot, what are you trying to do when you gather us?"

Garcia couldn't help but be even more angry when she thought of the strange contents of Lanster's letter. Under the rage, people naturally don't have a very good tone, but Lancet doesn't care.

"Ahh Actually, it's just a simple party~~ Uncle Xiong is also a fire man, and he hasn't seen him for a long time. And the four-eyed fox duo over there, don't you feel an unexpected match? Wait a minute? Why don't you give this a try? ”

Lancet was talking to himself, and suddenly reached into his collar to find something. Again, he was wearing an ordinary crewneck undershirt...... There are no pockets in every sense of the word - it doesn't matter if you wear your clothes backwards.

In the end, he finally took out a pair of eyes from his clothes, and the gray and white tones were ordinary eyes, no matter how you look at them...... Subsequently, he put the glasses ...... Worn on the bridge of Garcia's nose......

"Hmmm! It's a good fit! All glasses! ”

"Hmph...... You too...... It's perfect for a walk around hell! ”

Garcia was like a furious war bear, he made full use of his physical advantages, taking advantage of the opportunity when Lancet put glasses on him and his body leaned over the table to dodge, the bear's sturdy body rushed up like a huge cannonball, and slammed into Ranster's chest!

Garcia was confident that his weight and the acceleration of his sudden rise would definitely make this frivolous man suffer a little. According to Vincent's description, this frivolous guy is a strong mess.

Not only did they wipe out the Flame Hunters, but they also ...... Unscathed.

Even if he is the leader of the first-class hunting regiment [Red Constellation], it is impossible for [Fighting God] Badr to defeat such a difficult hunting regiment unscathed.

How strong is this guy?

However, no matter how strong he is, he is only a physical mortal, and a sudden attack will definitely make him hit!

Completely contrary to what he expected, Lancet neither blocked nor dodged, but caught Garcia's shoulder with his chest! Looking at his relaxed appearance, he didn't seem to have any feeling of being attacked.

Garcia himself didn't attack his real senses.

How to explain it? It's like punching a wall, but the fist doesn't receive a reaction force, it doesn't hurt, the power of the attack does pass, and then, the fist just quietly hits the wall.

Now Garcia felt like this, the shoulder impact naturally stopped, as if there was a hollow, sucking the power of his attack away, and then, the shoulder that had no attack power stopped because it hit Lanster's chest......

That's it, inexplicable feeling.

Rance takes a look at Garcia.

Garcia takes a look at Ranster.

The two looked at each other speechlessly.

VOL.12

"Okay, okay, I've said it, I'm here to invite you to dinner today. Then chat, speaking of which, Uncle Xiong, do you pay attention to Missy? ”

Ranster smiled nonchalantly as he said something that was a headache.

"You ...... guy"

Garcia sat back in a rage, the attack didn't work, and this was the first time this strange thing had happened.

"Moreover, the fire man doesn't seem to be hot at all. I thought I had killed your brothers, and now that you see me, you're going to fight for me! ”

"That's because we're not as good as others. Lao Tzu admitted. ”

Vincent stared at him coldly, but he had no intention of making a move.

"Oh?"

"But...... One day, Lao Tzu will definitely trample you under your feet. ”

With Vincent's announcement, his expression returned to laziness, and even his killing intent was suppressed.

Lanster shrugged and smiled noncommittally.

The atmosphere became a little awkward again.

No one knows what this guy who looks like a nervous patient is calling everyone here for. However, everyone gradually reached a consensus in their hearts: if this bastard doesn't say something serious for a while, then everyone will fight and leave.

There's no way to fight Ranster, but Dio is too. Anyway, they're all Karumen's people, so it's okay to be angry. And...... Who cares about who in a real fight...... If Li Cao (Garcia) is injured by mistake, it is also force majeure!

Surprisingly, Li Cao and Garcia, who were hostile to each other, had almost the same thing in their minds.

VOL.13

"Actually, I summoned everyone here today to discuss the hegemony of Crossbell's dark forces."

Lancet coughed, and suddenly said a powerful piece of news.

Dudley squirted out a sip of tea......

Even an elite investigator with a strong psychological quality like him was shocked by Lancet's uneasy statement.

When have you ever seen 3 underworld bosses discuss hegemony with the captain of the anti-gang team of the police station......

What the hell!

"What the hell! You guy! ”

Garcia slapped the table angrily, and the teapot was forced, and it actually jumped up!

"yes. This kind of thing can't be solved by talking~ Moreover, our Black Moon has decided to quit. ”

Li Cao pushed down his glasses, and his mouth made a slurping sound, as if he was pity for the tea that had been spilled.

Although the tea in this shop is not very good, it is definitely a fine product compared to other shops. It's such a waste, Li Cao, a tea lover, is really a little sorry.

"I know, that's why I contacted the Search Division 1, the Guerrilla Association, and the Special Mission Support Section. I hope that they can be referees and compete peacefully in a fair and just environment and in a sportsmanship...... Compete for supremacy! ”

Ranster said in a matter-of-fact manner, and suddenly, he reacted, turned his head and asked Dior: "That, the support department and the guerrillas are coming so slowly, you urge them." ”

Everyone felt sorry for this gentle, nanny-like boy.

"The guerrillas said it was too much trouble, so they handed it over to the Support Section. The support department seems to have blocked our signal, and the request could not be sent, so I went to visit the door, and they pretended not to be at home. ”

So wise!

The people except Lancet were about to stand up and applaud these people.

What a wise man! What wisdom this is! I actually saw through the boring nature of Ranster! Circumvented this pointless event other than wasting time and accumulating stress!

"Huh? What a pity...... Well, but another heavyweight referee should be coming soon, right? ”

Ranster muttered to himself thoughtfully.

Everyone suddenly felt a chill behind them.

VOL.14

Guerrilla Association side

In order to work more efficiently, the guerrillas will write a simple version of the application for the commission task for the client, and then paste it on a board or wall to make it easier for the guerrillas to find the task.

Today, however, Mr. Michel, the receptionist of the guerrillas, did not hesitate to tear the letter of attorney to shreds and throw it into the garbage bin after writing the task commission and sending the client away.

Maybe it will be said that it is arbitrary, or it will become a handle for others to attack the guerrillas, but Michelle doesn't care.

Because...... It's so annoying to get involved with that client...... According to Guerrilla Grove and Eolia, this guy named Lancet seems to be a guy with extremely whimsical ideas and extraordinary strength.

If it is related to him, the guerrilla association, which is already very small, will not be able to dispense with it. So, Michelle didn't hesitate to tear it off.

There is one more reason.

The content of this commission is: to reconcile the conflict between Lubacher, Black Moon, the Karumon Consortium, and the Snake of the Body.

Yes, that's all there is to it, this is not a brief, but Lancet's exact words.

This is a cheat! Who would be bored to do this! And who will have such strength! The four organizations have a total of nearly 1,000 combatants, and there are more than 10 high-level combat forces, if you count the Black Moon forces of the Republic and the forces of Karumen in various countries, then there are tens of thousands of combatants, and you want to coordinate this with 7 guerrillas??

No kidding.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if seven people can do it, the guerrilla association's priority is to protect civilians, and mediating conflicts between mafias is not the job of civil organizations, it is the work of the military and police, and the guerrillas do not have the privilege of acting on their behalf.

To sum up, the main reason can be summed up in one sentence: it is really troublesome......

So, Michelle was very clever and sent a communication to the support department.

VOL.15

Support section side

"Yu, that, the communication came......"

The Support Division is also a subordinate department of the Police Department, and of course its department building has a fixed guide communication device.

At this point, Lloyd had already picked up the earpiece, and as if the content was a little strange, he began to ask for "action guidance".

"Hang up. By the way, cut the communication cable. ”

Holding his hands over his stomach, which was beginning to ache sharply, the black-haired young man reluctantly gave instructions.

"That...... It's Mr. Michelle's. ”

"You must want to hand over Lancet's commission to us, hurry up!"

"Oh......"

This time Lloyd didn't say much, and hung up the communication categorically.

As early as 20 minutes ago, the support department received a task commission, and the title was omitted because it was too long, but fortunately the sender didn't mess around with the name, so everyone saw the word Lenster.

"Delete this mission email, just don't see it. Theo, can you block this sender? ”

The action director coldly gave the order.

"No problem."

After a few buttons lightly, Theo turned his head and said expressionlessly, "It's done." ”

"Great, I don't want to have anything to do with that guy......"

It was the first time that Yuki Tatsumi had expressed his dissatisfaction with a person so explicitly.

Everyone in the Support Division smiled when they looked at his relieved look.

VOL.16

"Hey! Lancet! Young Master Ben is here as you say! Said good Cross Bell ** big melee! Where, where, where! ”

With the crisp voice peculiar to the teenager, the high-spirited boy broke in with a large number of bodyguards in suits and leather shoes.

The sign at the door that suspended service was ignored......

Young Master Xiu, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, broke in with twenty members of the mafia to which Lu Bacher belonged......

The atmosphere was awkward.

This makes it difficult for Garcia to do.

No matter how you look at it, it was all Lu Bacher who took advantage of this to hold a Hongmen banquet...... It's hard to argue now.

"Yo, isn't this Li Cao? You're looking for us to fight! Kombat Kombat! ”

Xiu was not afraid of the big urging, Li Cao smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Xiu, we have no strength left to fight in Heiyue." We've already brought half of the boxers back to our headquarters. It's really out of strength. ”

Show the enemy weak, and then, sit back and enjoy the results.

Li Cao's strategy is clear.

If pretending to be pitiful can be exchanged for the entire ** power of Cross Bell going to Black Moon, then Li Cao will never care about groveling. Heroes don't bend their waists for five buckets of rice, then, if it's not five buckets of rice, but the stability of the country? I'm afraid the hero will draw his sword and cut himself.

"Huh? Wouldn't that be boring! Ahh It's Uncle Punch Rumman, isn't it? Garcia, kill them for me! ”

Little master, just say a few words! Garcia was about to hate this second ancestor to death in her heart. It's just a-stirring stick, it's just daring...... Do you have to say this in front of the inquisitor!

Although this green-haired glasses named Dudley are not as troublesome as the bastard named Guy, they are not fuel-efficient lamps, and they have investigated a lot of Rubacher things openly and secretly, if it weren't for President Markney's tricks...... Resourceful, Dudley could not collect lethal evidence......

But this can't be your arrogant capital! You are so arrogant, it is difficult for us to do it!

Really, having such a son, it's not that I can't understand why Speaker Harman can be so calm after his son has been away from home for so long......

Garcia suddenly felt some stomach pain......

"Uh-huh, little master, you're a referee! If you don't, how can we start fighting without permission? ”

Lancet smiled dangerously. It was a stinking feeling, and the two of them, I am afraid that they were going to form a crazy combination that could not be called close to the Celestial Continent that could not keep up with their minds......

"Oooh! So now Master Ben is here! Kombat ! ”

"Good! Now I announce! Cross Bell** Power Hegemony Match! Begin! Game 1! The competition is about push-ups! ”

"it!" X5 (Garcia, Vincent, Dudley, Li Cao, Dior)

"Oooh! Do it quickly! Young Master Ben will count well! The one who can push up to the end is the winner! ”

VOL.17

Morning.

In order to respond to various emergencies, the police station will not be empty.

A stumbling figure pushed open the door of the police station without any image and broke in. The service lady at the front desk was stunned for a moment, and then recognized the person's face under the light, and subconsciously called out:

"Dudley Searcher! Are you—Are you alright? ”

No wonder she was so surprised.

In Crossbell Autonomous Prefecture, Dudley investigators are known for their calmness, wisdom, and orderliness, but where is Dudley's usual calmness today? The body was unstable, his face was pale, and his eyes were blank, as if he had just been resurrected from the state of a corpse.

"It's okay...... It is...... Forehead (press the lower abdomen) is a little stomachache, help me find some stomach medicine......"

"Yes, yes!"

VOL.18

Morning.

Tick bell, tick bell.

In the deep darkness, an intense sound that is impossible to ignore makes it impossible to sleep.

"Who...... Correspondence in the middle of the night......"

While complaining, a figure pushed open the kitchen window, walked through the living room on the first floor from the kitchen, and picked up the communication from the guide communication machine.

"Hey, hello, this is the Special Mission Support Section, I'm a member of the team......"

"Support Division! Listen to me! Later about the Karuman Consortium...... No, whatever that Ranster guy is, ignore it all for me! That bastard............ Stomach...... My stomach hurts...... (whispering) Let's go to the hospital tomorrow...... (Voices fade away) hateful...... Push-ups, playing cards, switchback, hide-and-seek, hopscotch, cooking, delivery ...... The mafia uses hopscotch to decide what hegemony is all about! Damn it...... Why should I be stupid with them......"

The voice continued, and it seemed that he had forgotten to hang up the comms.

Yu-Tatsumi smiled wryly in the dark. It seems that even Dudley is going crazy by Lance...... It's really hard for him to stay up so late.

It's none of my business, though...... You can slowly get troubled! It's better to be so distressed that you can't find out who I am.

Yu Tatsumi was full of malicious thoughts, and then, he put the communication ...... Hung up~

Following the kitchen window, Yuki Tatsumi took advantage of the night and climbed back to his room on the fourth floor.

It's faster to jump down the stairs than to jump down.

However, I wonder if there is such a convenient way to change the mood of the Dudley Investigators?

VOL.19

Crossbell Police Station, in the interrogation room.

"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ranster"

Rao's interrogation room uses special soundproof walls, which cannot completely stop Dudley's heartfelt anger.

Dudley Investigator's One-Day Torture Chapter・END