At this time, the person who searched Mr. Madong's room had already taken out the sealed box and was about to put the tape in and take it away.

How can such a thing be tolerated? Nan Xiao immediately instructed Mao Yuyu: Kill all the people in the room, but not destroy the room, especially the videotape.

To be honest, this requirement is really difficult for a full-level Junimo. The two skills of the people are large-scale and indiscriminate high-power attacks, and if you want to kill people and are not allowed to destroy the environment, it is like carving flowers on tofu, and the difficulty is very high.

I see that you are embarrassing me Mao Yuyu, and there is dissatisfaction and protest like this in the spiritual connection.

"Well, when the matter is done, please go to the Mud Bomb National Museum, and eat ancient jade as you like."

Immediately, Mao Yuyu was happy and said that she would definitely do things well.

The little guy is still very smart. First stealth, then grab the scythe that Mado Sensei hung on the wall. Out of battle, majestic! Who said I wished Nimo that he wouldn't kill people if he didn't breathe fire?

Seeing the long and big scythe on the wall suddenly "flew by itself", several people in the room were almost scared to death: Nani, is this the Grim Reaper?

It was really the Grim Reaper who came, and with a wave of the scythe, a person's neck was broken and his head was rolling all over the ground.

The sickle is genuine, made of patterned steel, and the ABS knife master of the United States personally created a real knife with his own hands. Nan Xiao has watched the trial knife video, and one knife can cut hundreds of catties of rice wild boar into two. With such a knife, cutting the head is not like mowing grass.

Don't look at Mao Yuyu as big as basketball, her strength is not small after the full level. The scythe was only twenty kilograms, and it was in her hands. When the mood came, she also enchanted the sickle. A puff of fire erupted, and the blade ignited a layer of cold, pitch-black flames. It's a Q version of Black Flame Frid, very skilled, very awesome.

"Hey, don't burn down the house." Nan Xiao reminded.

"No, it won't."

Not really. There were four people left in the house, and she had slashed them all with a scythe. And not a drop of blood was shed on the section, it was clean.

Only then did Nan Xiao understand why Mao Yuyu was breathing fire on the blade. When I killed the first person, I spurted a little more blood, staining the curtains. In order to kill people without bloodshed, she temporarily attached a magic to the blade, with a little fire damage.

"Very well, now go and cut down all the bad guys who threaten the neighbors outside."

"Okay hemp."

In order to mud bombard the ancient jade of the National Museum, Mao Yuyu was full of energy and flew out with a sickle.

At that moment, the people in the corridor witnessed the most terrifying scene. The scythe with the cold black flame flew in the air, controlled by an invisible hand, and slashed people everywhere.

Many strong men in suits in the corridor drew their guns and fired at their sickles.

It was useless to fire. The scythe spun fast, and the fire was dazzling, making it difficult to hit. One person got a shot, "Khoo! With a bang, the head of the knife was crooked. He was overjoyed and shouted, "I'm hit!" Medium! ”

And then he hung up. The scythe left the others closer to him, and flew over to slash around the unlucky man. It's so miserable that even the gun and the person were cut into eight pieces.

So everyone knew: this scythe is stingy, and whoever hits it will be retaliated by it.

That's a hairy one! Run! I don't know who shouted, and everyone fled. In the blink of an eye, the hallway was clean as if nothing had happened.

Nan Xiao hurriedly told Mao Yuyu not to chase after her, get the tape first, and go back to the downstairs room to hide.

There was a large cardboard box at the door of the hallway, which was the vegetable field of an old man in the building. Recently, vegetables have been too expensive, and he is trying to cultivate tomatoes using the soil method. Mao Yuyu thrust the sickle into the cardboard box, didn't care about the ketchup, turned around and went back to Teacher Zhendong's room.

After a long time, no one dared to come up downstairs. The helmeted soldier poked his head near the staircase and saw the glittering scythe, his neck shrinking.

Soon, Mao Yuyu flew back downstairs with the videotape. Well, this is stable.

At the same time, on the side of the small hotel, the middle-aged bureaucrat was still chattering and asking Nan Xiao to make concessions, ordering him to hand over Kirisu Mado and cooperate with the investigation. This person can really say that he has not repeated it for a long time, and all kinds of legal provisions come as soon as he opens his mouth, sometimes quoting scriptures, sometimes speaking fiercely, and sometimes softly speaking.

With the tape in hand, Nan Xiao has nothing to worry about. Chatting and chatting, he took the opportunity to paraphrase the middle-aged bureaucrat's words: "Why do you want Teacher Zhendong? She's just a poor gentleman who teaches Japanese at a Japanese language school, so she's of no use to you, right? ”

"It's a state secret." The middle-aged bureaucrat said.

What followed was a long and boring rambling. Why don't you stumble into a thousand years of hatred, young man, I hope you learn more life experience, don't easily waste your future and so on.

Does this man really know nothing?

Nan Xiao was unwilling and continued to speak: "Which big man above attaches so much importance to her?" ”

"Of course that's Senator Furugawa......"

Bang, the black-clothed bodyguard who had been in a stuffy state suddenly gave the middle-aged bureaucrat a slap. The hand was so strong that his jaw was crooked. "We're going back," he said coldly to Nan Xiao, "I'm so sorry, this guy is so stupid to let you see the joke." But this is not the end of the matter, you will not be able to fight us sooner or later," he took out a pitch-black card and placed it on the table, "If you want to throw in the towel, call this number." ”

Do you want to kill these two? After thinking about it for a while, Nan Xiao decided to let them go.

It's just two pawns, and it's worthless to kill them. It is unwise to rush into escalating the conflict without seeing the opponent's hole cards clearly. He had an intuition that this matter would not end easily, and there must be deep entanglements behind it. Be patient、He reminds himself not to act rashly。

After a useless door-to-door temptation, the middle-aged bureaucrat was escorted by black-clad bodyguards to a mansion in Shibuya Ward.

said it was an escort, but in fact, it could also be said to be an escort, in short, the black-clothed bodyguard didn't have a good face during the whole process.

Am I of little use? The middle-aged bureaucrat's face was full of expressions of frustration, frustration, and so on.

This is an upscale neighborhood in Shibuya Ward, and it is a very quiet and clean residential town. The car stopped in front of a heavy iron gate and flashed its headlights twice. Soon, the iron door was raised, and out came two men who were as strong as the black-clad bodyguards.

The middle-aged bureaucrat lowered the window of his car and was unceremoniously exposed to a flashlight. He tried his best to block out the dazzling white light, and tried to use honorifics to say politely, "I'm Shunichiro Toshima, and I'm scheduled to visit Councilor Kotegawa, can you let me in?" ”

One of the sturdy men took out his tablet and swiped it for a while, then looked at the middle-aged bureaucrat's face and nodded.