Passing by, Takeo Morabe continued to think about Mt. Fuji.

There was a slight breeze on the street, and the empty sleeves on one side were fluttering in the wind.

"The smell of fire."

But just a few hundred meters ahead, the guard suddenly stopped his pace and looked back at the rear vigilantly.

His keen nose smelled something different, it was flames, and there were plenty of flames gathering around.

Black smoke.

Thick black smoke appeared in the sky at some point, like a hill in the residential area of low-rise buildings, oppressive, and dead.

A small yellow building was shrouded in black smoke, and the light of the fire seemed to be visible through the glass windows.

The flames were still hidden in the small building, but the billowing black smoke had poured out of the windows and doors, surging towards the sky, obscuring the sunlight in the sky and blocking people's view.

This is just the beginning of the smoke, and if the smoke becomes thicker, I am afraid that the entire Fushimi area will be visible.

In the residential houses of Fushimi Ward, the few pedestrians on the road were blinded by the sudden black smoke, and for a while they did not think of what the black smoke was all about, and it was certainly not a pollutant from the factory chimney because it was so far away from the industrial area.

"Is it a fire? Whose house caught fire? ”

An old man with gray hair suddenly jumped to his feet and shouted, he remembered that it must be a fire!

By the time he was seventy or eighty years old, he had seen everything, but his reaction speed was a little less sensitive.

After all, several major fires in history have caused terrible consequences, tens of thousands of people have died at one time, and all levels of society regard flames as beasts, and this social inertia on fire prevention has also been inherited to the law.

Psychopathic murderers, poison gas terrorist attacks, arsonists, these are sentenced in law, and arsonists face more severe punishments, killing three people with a knife is not necessarily a death penalty, but arson killing three people is a certain death penalty.

Some people were already running out, taking out their mobile phones to call the police station, and some people were shouting that something was wrong and finding fire extinguishing props from the house.

"Oops."

Looking at the billowing smoke, Shoubu didn't even think much, he took three steps and made two steps, accelerated on the spot, and the seemingly ordinary body burst out with inhuman power, and the chakra operated under his feet, jumping high enough to make the track and field Olympic champion ashamed to sit in a wheelchair.

Leaping in mid-air, Takeo Shoubu looked at the small building that was on fire with wide eyes.

"Fire escape!"

The only one hand was placed in front of him, and the guard department stretched it out towards the yellow small building.

His mouth was wide open, his cheeks bulging, and he stared at the chakra like a blower, and his swollen cheeks made people fear that they would explode like a balloon in the next second.

The mysterious chakra surged out of his body, causing the scientist's salivating energy to converge into a fiery red line and fly towards the fire.

Chakra is the energy in the human body, and there is only one source - Mizuno!

Ignoring the theorems of physics, Chakra is an almighty God, an idealistic energy suddenly inserted into the material world, accomplishing all kinds of impossible things.

"Boom!"

The flames in the small building were pulled out by Chakra and kept flying in front of the guards, spiraling into a red flame.

Like a tornado sucking in the sea, Takeo Moribe stands in front of the small building, and against the backdrop of fireballs, he resembles a mythical god who manipulates fire.

The fire had not yet turned into a raging fire, and a terrible fire had to be extinguished in an instant.

"Takeo Moribe!!"

"Minister of Defense."

The surrounding Kyoto people opened their mouths in surprise, and a flash of light flashed in the minds of those who had not yet recognized them.

Looking at Takeo Shoube's one-arm and the flames, these two iconic things made the others suddenly open up, and their enlightened heads poured into the 'legend' about Takeo Shoube.

Like the people of Kyoto, they are all Kansai people, and with such a noble character, they are really worthy of being the neighbors of Kyoto people, and they are influenced by the noble character of Kyoto!

It was only in the matter of Takeo Shoubu that the people of Kyoto recognized their Kansai identity a little, and they could barely admit that the people of Osaka were their relatives.

Of course, it would have been better if the head of the Ministry of Duty had been a native of Kyoto, and Kyoto would have been declared independent from the Kansai region, and the region would have been further developed from the region to the Kyoto region as the moral highland of the whole country.

Waving his hand to disperse the fireball, a cough was heard from the small yellow building, and the body of the rescued man leaned out of the windowsill, gulping in the outside air.

"Minister of Defense, sign your name."

"That's handsome."

"My girl is only 32 years old this year, which is very suitable for ......"

Seeing the crowd around him, Takeo Shoube smiled awkwardly, he wanted to be recognized by someone accidentally, so that he could have a little psychological pride, but now there are more important things.

The flames of the fire have been extinguished, and the deadly smoke has also been adsorbed away, and without the barrier of smoke and dust, the things in front of the small building can be seen clearly.

"Is that him?"

Takeo Shoubu frowned, his expression condensed.

Standing in front of the door was a middle-aged fat man with a tattoo on his bare belly, an unsettling gasoline barrel at his feet, and a machete in his hand.

It was the guy who passed by and scolded just now, and it was such a killing tool in the bag, if it weren't for his presence, this human tragedy would really have been staged.

The crazy temperament was hideous on the face of the middle-aged fat man, staring at the door, and if anyone came out of the house, he would directly put down with a machete.

It's a clear sign that the perpetrator is stabbed on the door of his head, and he is not prepared to let anyone in the fire go!

The guard department did not know what the purpose of this building was, but judging from the volume, there were probably dozens of people in the building.

Dozens of people represent dozens of families, and when it comes to the original family, there are hundreds of households.

What a grudge it must be to do such a vicious thing!

"Why? Why! ”

Seeing that the flames in the fire were sucked away, the middle-aged fat man's body was half shorter, and this fire burned his life, and then looked at Takeo Shoube with angry eyes.

The middle-aged fat man who has been occupied by crazy thinking, no matter what Shoubu Takeo does not do, he decides to do something to set fire, he has already seen the end of death, died under the injection of the government, died under the transcendence of Shoubu Takeo, isn't it all a dead word!

Although Heisei Waste is a bit wasted, in some ways, it can always do something jaw-dropping.

"Why should you save them! Let all those damn plagiarists die, and they will all be burned to death for me! The middle-aged fat man carried a knife and rushed towards Takeo Shoubu like a fool, saying delirium that only he knew, "You are in a league with them, and you are in a league with them." ”

Shouting, the fat man's knife slashed at Takeo Takeo.