"Mr. Shutaz."

The blinding light on the stage was once again brought back to the terrible darkness of the interrogation room, the room where the witch was tormented...... For four whole days, I was starving, freezing, and beaten...... Tortured by all kinds of criminal laws and glare fluorescent lamps, and more than a hundred hours of torture and not allowed to sleep, Shuttaz subconsciously tugged at her sleeve to prevent the scars on her arms from leaking out, as if the scars that had clinged to him under the shiny clothes were still burning her body.

"You're ready to give today's speech."

Under the reminder of the crew on the side, Shutaz came back to his senses. He understood that this was not an incandescent lamp in the interrogation room, but just a spotlight that he had seen many times.

"I'm sorry, I got distracted."

Shutaz's exaggerated appearance caused the audience to burst into laughter.

But this is not a mockery, after all, they, the audience, were able to see these novel plays thanks to the generosity of this gentleman. It's just that they don't know that the money is actually a special fund for the central security department......

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'It's about time. ’

Looking at the alchemist of the country, Shutaz, who had begun to stand on the stage and began to talk about the disgusting nature, the irrepressible fire of anger in Scar's eyes burned again.

'Sinners who break the laws of the world, lackeys of the military junta of Amistores...... National Alchemist ......'

While all eyes and light were on the stage, and all the audience was amused by Schutaz's panicked actions, Scar got up from his seat and walked towards the transformer.

'Give sinners the last darkness,'

Subconsciously, Scar pushed down the sunglasses in front of him, ready to rush to the front of the stage as soon as the lights disappeared.

Contrary to popular belief, the theater's spotlights remain faint for a short period of time after a power outage, which is enough for Scar, who wears dark sunglasses and is able to quickly adapt to the dark environment.

As Elle had speculated, he was going to destroy the lighting system in the house and take advantage of the chaos.

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"Target 2 has acted! Report to Headquarters at once—"

Just when the spy in the VIP stand on the second floor was about to pick up the phone to report, a very inconspicuous bamboo stick suddenly plunged into his throat, and to his surprise, the spy knelt on the ground and began to convulse.

'How is that possible? I'm on the second floor...... It's ...... away from here'

In the moments before falling, the agent judged the direction based on the angle of the position where the bamboo stick was inserted......

"The farthest emergency access on the ground floor...... Corner?! That kind of place...... Thrown over...... Bamboo...... How could it be ......"

Although he wanted to call Sù to tell him that the other spy black-robed targets had noticed them, he couldn't do it anymore, even if the bamboo stick was inserted into his neck, it stands to reason that he should still be able to say two words and move, but now he is paralyzed and has difficulty breathing.

"Ah...... Woo............"

Blue face and spasms of limbs...... He was poisoned.

Downstairs, Shutaz was giving his empty speech, and the audience began to whisper about when to leave.

Some people have simply started to leave.

And at this moment, a man wearing sunglasses suddenly reached his hand on the transformer, and then ......

"Sting."

The transformer was disintegrated the moment it touched his hand, the electricity in the entire theater disappeared instantly, the lights went out, and everyone didn't know what was going on, because the light suddenly dimmed and nothing could be seen, and at this time, it was time for Scar, who had taken off his sunglasses and stared at the target in the morning, to attack with all his might.

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"Miss Black Hitomi, this is the ticket you were looking for for the two people just now."

The theater's ticket seller respectfully handed the two tickets to the black-haired girl in the ponytail.

As early as just now, she felt that there was something wrong with these two people wrapped in coats in the warm theater, so she specially memorized the seat numbers of the two people, so it was naturally very easy to find their tickets, and not to underestimate the theater staff's familiarity with the theater's business.

An old conductor can completely use memory to disrupt all the tickets in his hand and quickly organize them.

Because there is no way, it is too familiar.

"How's the black pupil?"

Elle's voice on the phone was very hurried and murmuring, and it seemed that the call was specially transferred here by her radio through the telephone office.

"It's bad."

Looking at the first ticket in his hand, Hei Hitomi said

"Although I can't judge the specific kung fu like my sister, it is certain that the person who wears sunglasses has practiced martial arts for more than ten years."

If a person holds a piece of paper for a long time, it will leave some clues on it, some clues that ordinary people can't find but do exist, and the black pupil has this ability to analyze and judge......

"Although it could also be five years ......"

But sure enough, it's still not as professional as my sister.

"How does it compare to you?"

This is the main concern of Ellie, who came by car.

"It shouldn't be as good as me, as for the other ......?!"

took out another ticket, just glanced at it, and the voice of the black pupil stopped abruptly, and the voice was a little hoarse and abnormal.

"What's wrong? How about the other one? ”

Ellie rarely hears this kind of sound from the black pupils, and basically only hears them when she is reprimanded by Estes and when she is punished for not eating dessert, which means that there is something bad on the black pupils......

"Hurry up and let my sister and the captain pass! I'm alone with this person...... Across the a-! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the black pupil felt an extremely dangerous aura behind him from the direction of the lower back, and the nerve reflex exercised in the sea of corpses and blood for many years subconsciously mobilized the body to quickly bend down into an arch, and at the same time that the body was just bent down, a huge long knife slashed horizontally through the air with a cold light, cutting off the phone on the table and the two unresponsive agents on the side again and again, and then the giant blade actually unscientifically crossed a very short arc and quickly lifted it from top to bottom to slash towards the black pupil who had not had time to get up.

The giant blade fell against the ceiling of the theater corridor, and the speed was unstoppable.

It was impossible for the black pupil, who was unbalanced in the center of her bending, to avoid this slash, and she had no way to retreat.

"When-! Stradd-"

But what was even more unexpected was that this inevitable surprise slash was actually stopped, and it was blocked by a one-handed backhand, which was obviously a super lightweight compared to the giant blade.

The connection is solid, without a little opportunism and leverage.

"It's because the height of the zenith can't exert its full ......"

The lightweight girl swung her knife and easily pushed away the giant blade that was pressing on her body and almost cut herself in half, and before she finished speaking, she turned around and slashed through it twice.

The ground under her feet had been shattered by the impact of the sudden slash, but the girl, who was the subject of this powerful slash, fought with the black figure again without doing anything.

As if the shattered ground caused by the momentum of the girl's feet scattered has nothing to do with the girl's slender legs wrapped in black stockings.

"Or is that all you have?"

A few slashes fell, and a strange smile appeared on the black pupil's face.

Unlike her sister's silent and cold face when she fights, Black Hitomi not only talks a lot but also has a cautious expression when she fights.

"That's a pity~Lovely peers~"

Obviously, she is usually a natural and lacks emotional fluctuations, and even when she eats snacks, she is a girl who has nothing to say in the interview department, but at this time she smiled, and her smile was very weird.

"If that's the case, you'll still be chopped up by me obediently~ It won't hurt to die like this."

With an excited and pleasant twisted smile on her face, the black-haired Oriental killer girl once again revealed her somewhat morbid personality and distorted three views after a long time.

The bodies and ground were littered with the flesh and blood corpses and internal organs of the black-robed team members and agents.

But not only did she not hate it, but she also seemed to enjoy and miss these things a little.

"Don't you grieve for their deaths?"

Under the black figure and mask, there was a deep question, and after the short fight just now, Lixia already understood that this opponent was not a guy who could be dealt with easily, but a peer, and it looked like and skill......

"The dead people, whether they are companions or enemies, are just a puddle of meaningless minced meat, nothing but to satisfy hunger and be fertilizer~"

Then he gently leaned the blade against his face, looking very expectant.

"It's just a puddle of fresh meat~ when-!"

Then again, without waiting to finish speaking, he rushed forward and slashed a few times in a storm

"There's no need to have feelings~"

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Preparing for the exam in the last two weeks, updates are not guaranteed.

I can only say that I try to be as good as possible.