Although it is rare to see Marute Sai make a move, Yuki Shinohara thinks with his ass and can immediately draw conclusions.

The only person who can shoot this shot in CCG is Marutesai alone.

Kiyoko Yasuura is also proficient in Hahe's long-range attacks, and there is a gap between him and Marwatesai, who is the best at forbearance and planning.

Among the CCG's special investigators, only Marutesai has the strength and the courage to take this order.

Standing in the distance and watching Dior finish chopping melons and vegetables, Shendai Charong wiped the sweat from his face and approached.

Looking closely at the bloodied corpse, the remaining wounds on it could easily reveal the traces of Dio's exquisite sword skills.

But more intuitively shows Dio's incomparable strength and precision, and he has never made a second knife to kill.

Everyone, is killed with a knife.

The cross-section of the wound is neat and smooth, the sharpness of the knife is one thing, and Dior's control is another.

There are few people in this world who can survive when his anger is raging.

Under the heat, the flowing blood quickly became semi-coagulated, and a sickening, heavy smell of blood wafted through the tips of everyone's noses.

Dior's eyes were indifferent, and the Hinawa knife in his hand faintly flashed a dark red light, and the blood stained on it submerged into it, revealing the smooth surface again.

Kiyoko Yasuura tightened the spare long knife in her hand, and her body, which still maintained good physical fitness and condition, trembled unconsciously, and her muscles began to twitch because of the long-term tension.

The tense body consumed a lot of physical strength, coupled with the high temperature, the originally delicate and small rosy lips also began to dry out at this time, and there were faint white wrinkle marks.

Her face was strangely ruddy, and with the beauty mole on the side of her mouth, sweat dripping, which was pitiful.

Even though she was old, when Dio saw this scene, he couldn't help but show mercy and let her go.

This kind of charming woman is a ripe apple, just waiting to be picked by others.

It's a pity that if you don't pick it, the fruit will spoil on the tree.

Dio shook his head, and with a slick of the Nichiwa knife, he plunged his backhand into his body.

The Nichiren knife was originally formed from Dior's body tissue, and when it was withdrawn at this time, it was simply re-transformed into nutrients for the body.

"What, do you still want to rebel against me, Dior?"

Dio glanced at the long knife in her hand, couldn't help but sneer, stepped forward, and let her long knife against her hard, strong, full and round, full of strength and beauty of the abs.

"Want to die? Or do you want to escape? ”

Kiyoko Yasuura's mind is firm, how can she be so easy to be completely crushed by her heart.

What's more, Dio killed almost all of her comrades in front of her, how could she easily let go of the idea of revenge.

Dior seemed to see what she was thinking, and the corners of his mouth sketched a playful smile.

Originally, Ma Gui was about to die and he lost a talent, and he was extremely unhappy, but after venting, his mood naturally calmed down.

There are also these special investigators, who also contributed two sources to Dior, which is a good result.

This made Dior put aside his anger for a while and returned to his form.

But the only pity is that whether you can get the judgment of the source or not doesn't have much to do with strength.

Dio killed several Elite Investigators, but still only got two points.

He has no impression of these people, presumably on the fringes of the plot, and Dio can't recall the relevant memories.

Even Kiyoko Yasuura, a beautiful woman, Dior couldn't remember if he had seen her in his previous life when he was young.

It stands to reason that the rare female special investigator should have an impression.

Since there is none, it can only mean one thing, and Dior may not be able to extract the source from her.

However, Dior was not disappointed, there was a big scene, and there were already twelve points in the account, and he was satisfied.

Next, the so-called bronze tree will be removed, and it must be another big harvest.

"Come, try it, I can give you a chance, come on, try to kill me!"

Dio opened his arms, the sun shone, and the huge shadow completely enveloped Kiyoko Yasuura's petite body.

"Huh."

The corners of Kiyoko Yasuura's eyes twitched, and she only felt her mouth and tongue dry, but she resisted the discomfort in her body and pressed her knife hand against Dior's abdomen.

After a long time, Kiyoko Yasuura still didn't move, Dio put down his hand and asked with interest:

"Why, don't you do it yet? Don't you want to avenge them?

There is only one chance~ once! ”

Dio deliberately bent down slightly, raised the thick and powerful index finger of his right hand, and placed it in front of Kiyoko Yasuura's eyes.

"Ah!!!!!!!!h

Dior was so provocative, Kiyoko Yasuura finally couldn't hold it back, let out a sharp roar, and slashed the long knife directly into Dior's throat.

Kuinke is already sharp and abnormal, and although Kiyoko Yasuura is a woman, her strength is naturally weak, but she is also several times stronger than ordinary men.

This stab, for some reason, her heart suddenly became happy.

The anger and sorrow in my heart poured out with this knife.

But then, the so-called exuberance in her heart immediately stopped, and despair reappeared in her eyes.

Although Dior has long shown his strength, it is indeed this despair that is experienced firsthand, and it is the most profound.

The tip of the knife stabbed hard into Dior's throat, but it only pierced a shallow layer of Dior's skin, and even the muscles could not reach it, so it stopped there.

A blink of red appears, then disappears immediately.

"You know what? The gap between people is difficult to cross, just like the sea, just like you and me. ”

Dio patted her on the shoulder, whispered comfort, and then held the blade of the knife, his thumb against the tip of the knife, and instantly exerted force.

"Smack!"

The tip of the knife flew upside down, slicing across Kiyoko Yasuura's cheek, bringing out a shallow mark of blood.

"But don't be frustrated, you've worked hard and done well."

Dior exclaimed, no longer a mockery, but from the heart.

A A-class or so Kuinke is a bag left by a mew that can't even be a half-Hertz, how can this kind of thing be a threat to Dior?

Even a half-Herd like a gecko has to kneel at Dior's feet, and Dior can't hurt Dior in the slightest, let alone A-grade.

Although Kiyoko Yasuura has a cocoon in her hand, it is not a cocoon that holds a sword, and what she is best at is not swordsmanship.

This long knife Kuinke is only a spare thing, only a little better than ordinary standard equipment.

The combination of various unfavorable conditions and the positive response to Dior's strengths, being able to break through Dior's skin can already be regarded as the result of her breakthrough on the spot inspired by the death of her teammates.

Fighting and killing are the specialty of men.