Chapter 325: Cutting off the beard
The sun was already high and it was time to fall.
The sparkling sea blows the cold sea breeze, and the golden afterglow is sprinkled on the sea, giving the sea a golden red coat.
The time of the night and the demons has arrived.
The demons who used to wear beautiful long skirts and unruly clothes have changed into dark suits, and at first glance they thought they were the elites of a bodyguard company.
This time, even the always gentle Sakura Demon had a cold face.
The people who received the signal from Amuro from the base, led by James and Shuichi Akai, and several elite FBI officials came to the warehouse to meet Haruaki and them.
"Are you the ones who are waiting for you?" Seeing the humans mixed into their inhuman circle, the drunken boy who was not used to the tight suits of human beings snorted, pulled the bow tie, and finally simply ripped off the bow tie.
A red madness rose in the palm of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the bow tie burned to the ground, leaving not even ashes.
As for the Ibaraki boy beside him, when he saw that the wine swallowing boy had ripped off his tie, he was not far behind, and he used the purple-black ghost fire to tie the tie back.
It's good, it's neat up with my best friend.
Witnessing the appearance of non-human power in front of him, Shuichi Akai's pupils began to shake violently.
And the cherry blossom demon, who is also a non-human and dressed in a formal suit, has no surprised expression, and it is already commonplace.
James and Akai looked at each other quietly, seeing the same look of horror in each other's eyes.
"Since the people are coming, let's go. Did you dissolve the rune in water as he said, and then smear the rune water on your weapon, right? β
Hei Qingming, who was dressed in a gray-purple hunting suit, appeared holding a pitch-black bat fan, and the long black hair and eyes that were diametrically opposed to Qingming made the FBIs stunned again.
"Of course, but ...... Mr. Yuan? James looked at "Qingming", who had changed greatly in both image and temperament in front of him, and asked uncertainly.
Hei Qingming snorted, and the bat fan shook slightly: "I'm not that guy, I'm Hei Qingming, don't make a mistake between me and him." β
Black Sunny ......
The expressions on the faces of the crowd when they heard the name were different.
"So, Mr. Hei Qingming, how are we going to get there?" James sleekly accepted and asked his doubts in passing.
After all, although they came by car, the scene did not look like there was any means of transportation.
Not to mention......
James thought of the hand that the drunken boy and the Ibaraki boy showed in front of them before, and his expression couldn't help but be a little solemn.
"Well...... this"
Hei Qingming dragged out his tone, a little ill-intentioned.
Shuichi Akai, who has always had a very accurate intuition, suddenly had a bad premonition.
In the next second, the golden afterglow of the remnant sun was suddenly blocked by a huge shadow.
The demons watched the FBIs raise their heads with a calm face, their faces changed suddenly, revealing horror and fear, and they all took several steps back, and some even couldn't help but pull out the guns mounted on their waists and aimed them at the huge black shadow that blocked the sun's rays.
Hei Qingming, who stood in the backlight, smiled elegantly, at this moment, he was very similar to Qingming's temperament:
"Now, I'm going to take you on a special trip."
FBIs: "!! "Three K
Inside the organization baseβ
"Didi-"
A shrill siren sounded in his ears, breaking the stalemate.
The expression on Emiya's face sank suddenly, and Amuro's eyes flashed slightly, and for the first moment, he looked at Emiya.
Emiya, on the other hand, raised her head and looked at the surveillance corner with a puzzled expression, "Master? β
"It looks like the base is still mixed with rats."
The cold mechanical voice made it impossible for everyone to hear what Karasuma Renya's tone was like now.
Emiya's eyes condensed slightly, and she was about to speak, when she heard Karasuma Renya's voice sound again:
"Now that we've found this place, there's no need to continue to hide. Just bring the 'cup' over there, and you know what to do when you need to. β
He immediately swallowed back what he wanted to say, and raised his voice at Amuro who was out of the situation: "Bourbon, you take the real world, you also follow me, the information in the laboratory, you all know what to do, right?" β
The last sentence was addressed to the experimenters in the laboratory.
The experimenters, who understood the subtext of this sentence, glanced at each other and began to move.
On the other side of the monitor, Karasuma Renya's voice didn't continue to sound, it seemed to be silent, or... The man is no longer there.
Amuro, who vaguely knew that the organization was preparing to abandon this base, sank slightly, pursed his lips, and took a step towards Mayo, reaching out to take Mayo's hand.
The real world did not hide and let Amuro Toru pull her wrist and be taken away, and the whole process was incredible.
The well-trained retreat, the skillful smashing of important information, and the beginning of the transfer, everyone in the organization did not flee in a hurry, but calmly responded, as if they had rehearsed countless times, and Amuro Toru breathed a sigh of relief as he saw all the way towards the prepared car.
Could it be that this time we still can't catch the organization?
"Bang Bang"
The sound of propellers sounded, and Amuro looked up to see two gunships flying towards them.
"Boom ββ!"
The crimson madness burned out the air arrogantly and hit one of the helicopter gunships.
In the blink of an eye, the helicopter gunship was burned to the ground in a pile of scrap metal.
"Ants, where do you want to take the real world?"
The deep voice of the wine swallowing boy sounded in everyone's ears, and Emiya snorted, and the light and shadow of her empty hands flashed, holding the cadre Mo Ye in her hands.
"Mashi, take them away."
The empty-eyed True World nodded slowly, and the embodied evil of this world appeared from behind the True World, and like last time, a black mist that rose out of nowhere surrounded them.
But this time, the space was not torn apart, and they were still standing in place.
The real world, who couldn't be moved, tilted his head: "? β
ββDigressionββ
The event next door starts at eight o'clock~
And then about the fact that there are always cuties asking why it is slower is because of the end of the ink carp.