Taito-ku, Tokyo.

"They all say that you can't be knocked down twice by the same move...... Uchimura Ryuo, you've messed up twice on the same thing! The 'factories' at sea and inland have all been seized by the police, and you say that I am supporting the Elysium, what is the use of letting the police target me? ”

In the gorgeously decorated office, Kazuo Amato, the "head of the Tokyo branch of the three-man group" who had a relationship with Sosuke Araki, was sitting at his desk with a newspaper and reading.

The front page of the "Three-Mouthed Group New Newspaper" in his hand is impressively printed with "Japanese Funny Artists Have a High Status: The Helplessness Behind Yuyou Muxi's Choice." ", "Senior Cadre Fishing Diary" and other titles.

"Knock".

It was as if someone was kneeling vigorously on the wooden floor.

"Minister Tento, this time it was indeed an accident, who knew that in the factory at the foot of the mountain, a powerful resentful spirit was born!"

Originally, except for Kazuo Tento, in the empty office, Uchimura Ryuo's panicked voice suddenly sounded.

His kneeling figure and kowtowing appeared.

Facing the calm questioning of the man in front of him, Uchimura Ryuo was extremely frightened at the moment.

Kazuo Amato, as the head of the three-person group Wakatoufu and the head of the Tokyo branch, is the core cadre of the entire three-person group.

What's even more terrifying is that in addition to his extreme status, he is also an official member of the "organization" who is qualified to participate in the sacrifice in person, the legendary god dependent.

You must know that the adaptability of "miracle things" to the human body is very poor, and the user often has less than a fifth chance of surviving, and the rest either explode directly and die, or become an out-of-control monster......

Only those who have successfully taken the "miracle thing" more than three times can be called a divine servant within the organization.

Of course, there is also a technique that can greatly improve the survival rate after taking it.

That is, only take the parts that come from the same kind of ghost.

However, for the randomly given "Miracle Things", such an opportunity is as difficult as collecting a full set of Oni Kemon cards.

"Resentful spirits? If you don't have the ability to restrain that kind of thing, you really can't do it......"

Kazuo Amato, lightly flipped through the newspaper and said calmly.

"I can't thank you enough for understanding my struggle!"

Hearing his words, Ryuo Uchimura was so moved that he was about to cry.

In his opinion, the strange puppet must have been produced by the gathering of a large number of resentful spirits of the "unloaded" dead in the "factory".

And the way the organization understands and deals with this kind of supernatural creatures is completely incomparable to those who have a deep background in the soul slayer.

As an oracle, in the face of that terrifying existence, he could only flee that day, swimming all the way along the stream to Kawaguchi Lake to survive.

After all, most of them were just ordinary people in a state of confusion before they took the "miracle things".

"But ......"

Kazuo Tento's words changed, making Uchimura Ryuyu Hanmao Naoki.

"Your useless subordinates, even if they are killed by the resentful spirits, it doesn't matter, but there is a living mouth left...... According to my tip, it was the man who woke up and called the police, which led to the exposure of the factory...... This is a big case that shocked the whole of Japan, do you know how many connections I spent with the Metropolitan Police Department to let your dead subordinates be treated as victims, so the Metropolitan Police Department only opened a case for investigation instead of issuing an arrest warrant immediately......"

"What, that kid isn't dead? There must be something strange about him to survive from that weird puppet! Minister, that kid ......"

Hearing Kazuo Amato's words, thinking of the seeping tattoo on Sosuke Araki's body, Uchimura Ryuo hated itchy.

"Enough, I don't care about your personal grudge with that soul slayer, it's not the demeanor of Ren Xia to blindly shift the blame to others when you make a mistake......

Kazuo Amato, waving his hand, interrupted the other party's words.

He unscrewed a bottle of sake on the table and poured a full glass for him under the horrified gaze of Ryuo Uchimura.

Then, an object wrapped in a towel was thrown in front of Ryuo Uchimura.

"I've always been very tolerant of talent...... The rules of the group, you know. ”

Uchimura Ryuo seemed to have guessed something, and his brows furrowed and his whole body trembled as he looked at the ground......

Wrapped in the white towel was a short knife.

Without saying a word, Ryuo Uchimura spread the white towel on the ground, grabbed the short knife, and stabbed it diagonally into the surface of the wooden floor.

Taking a deep breath, he trembled and picked up the glass of wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.

Then he pressed the palm of his left hand down on the towel, placed his little thumb under the blade, and narrowed his eyes slightly......

A short knife like a guillotine, slashed down in an instant.

"Uhhh......h

With the numbing sound of cutting and the muffled snort of Ryuo Uchimura, blood splattered and half of his little finger rolled limply onto the white towel, blooming a strange red flower.

Enduring the pain in his heart, Ryuo Uchimura, who was covered in cold sweat, picked up the blood-stained towel, wrapped his severed finger, and handed it to Kazuo Atendo in front of him tremblingly.

Kazuo Amato's face did not change and he took the finger handed by Ryuo Uchimura and put it into the glass jar containing formalin on the side.

Breaking one's finger and apologizing for sins is a tradition of Japanese gangsters. The severed fingers with distinct joints resemble a hierarchical status, and together with provocative tattoos and cold violence, they form the Japanese extreme order in the eyes of ordinary people.

In Japan, there are 32 missing fingers every day, but none of them are accidents; The hospital receives thousands of emergency cases of severed fingers every year.

According to the survey, as many as 45% of the members of the Yakuza have chopped off their fingers, and even 15% have cut at least twice.

Usually before the finger is severed, it is often soaked in ice water or injected with an anesthetic to reduce the pain.

Those who are directly cut off like Ryuo Uchimura are all people who have committed great transgressions.

Someone must be curious about where those severed fingers go.

For minor offenses, or just severed fingers as a sign of loyalty, some leaders will allow their men to take them to the hospital to pick them up.

Some gangs will make people swallow severed fingers as a sign of remorse.

The Yamaguchi-gumi, on the other hand, are less primitive, and they have a special room for the "pickled pepper severed fingers" marked with their names.

From time to time, it will also arrange for new students to receive "warning education" in the past.

At the same time, there was a polite knock at the door.

"Come in."

A middle-aged Mediterranean man with a gloomy face walked in.

He doesn't have an extreme aura on him, and he looks more like an office worker in the workplace.

"Minister...... Are you busy, then I'll come over later. ”

The middle-aged man looked at the blood stains in the room and said with an unchanged face.

"No, that's the next thing...... I'd like to introduce you to the Naka-Tree Planter, who is in charge of the National Quintessence Society, and has received two miracles, the owner of the 'Shiba Demon Power'...... And this one ......"

"I know, the Uchimura president of the Elysium Society, but what about the characters who have made a lot of noise lately......"

The Mediterranean man named Naka-Planter closed the door and chuckled mockingly as he looked at Ryuo Uchimura, who was sweating profusely as he wrapped his wounds in a towel.

The two of them are both people secretly supported by Minister Tianteng, and they are under the jurisdiction of the Bliss Society and the National Quintessence Society, so he is naturally happy to see each other deflated.

"You guy...... Do you want to die? ”

Ryuo Uchimura, who was drowning in pain and pale, looked at each other viciously.

Kazuo Amato, closed the newspaper in his hand, threw two photos and a stack of materials on the table, and said, "It's a big deal to call you over." ”