Ji Shen Qiusha stopped in front of Steele and God Cracked Fire Weaving, but he was blocked by a sentence.

Steele held a cigarette in his mouth, absent-mindedly, "And he's a traitor and wanted from the Roman Orthodox Church, and it's good if we don't kill him ourselves, if it weren't for that kid... By the way, the downstairs should be full of guards now, and the two of us can't take anyone with us, so we'll have to wait until you leave..."

"Smoke!!"

Steele's words were interrupted by a rough shout, and he looked in the direction from which the voice came from, and saw Fu Shuai, who was still crouching next to the corpse of Oreos Izzard, and although he did not look at this side, he held out a hand to him.

Exhaling a long puff of smoke, Steele sneered again, took out an unopened pack of cigarettes from his arms and threw it over, and then walked out of the door without looking back.

Originally, whether it was Fu Shuai or Oreos Izzard, the two of them acted in the eyes of the two orthodox evil church magicians, and they were already completely eliminators, and it was only because everyone was for Intix, and they had to hide it from the church.

In fact, the hearts of these two people were also very painful at this time, whether it was the church's cruel control of Intix, or the innocent casualties caused when saving her, they were almost unacceptable. However, in their opinion, since Intaxis is completely out of danger, there is no need for them to continue to stay here, and even if Fu Shuai is not appointed by the church as the next protector of Intix, they may be able to eliminate him here.

The cigarette case crossed an arc in the air, and Fu Shuai raised his hand to take it, but the cigarette case finally smashed on his head.

With the "precision" enhancement, he can already block the bullets of the submachine gun with a scalpel, but he can't catch a box of cigarettes at this time, which shows how much the first aid methods that have proved useless before have consumed him... Especially the large number of "healing minor injuries" spells he thrown, the combined mana consumption had already exceeded the usual level of safety, and even after he subdued the ghost swordsman gangster that time, he didn't use up so much of his injuries.

These enhancements that allow people to use supernatural energy are similar at the same cost when overloaded, and in a nutshell: when the stored energy is used up, the life force is extracted, and at the same time, it will also cause a great burden on the user's mental state.

Fu Shuai picked up the cigarette case, unpacked it with trembling fingers, and took out one and put it in his mouth, only then did he remember that he usually had no habit of smoking at all, and he forgot to ask for fire this time.

He was in a state of confusion, and forgot that he also had a camping lighter and waterproof matches in his storage space, so he subconsciously followed the example of Steele lighting a cigarette, pinched his finger on the cigarette butt, and then his fingertips emitted a dazzling holy light...

With a single rub, the whole cigarette burned out.

Fu Shuai's lips were burned twice, and he cursed a dirty word, but he didn't realize that the energy in his body could only be used to use the Holy Light Skill, or to drive the enchanted equipment without attributes, as for directly releasing the Holy Light, this was the first time at all.

With his hands on the ground, Fu Shuai wanted to stand up, but he fell and stumbled unawares.

Seeing this, Ji Shen Qiusha wanted to help, but Fu Shuai waved his hand to refuse, and he didn't bother to avoid the existence of storage space, so he took out a small bottle of MP medicine that he hadn't finished drinking last time and poured it into his mouth, and then took out the last 5D777 and pricked it into his thigh, and stood up by himself.

Fu Shuai crossed his waist, glanced at the corpse of Oreos Izzard unwillingly, and glanced at the sleeping Intix, and sighed deeply.

"You carry that, let's go to the roof first." Fu Shuai threw Oreos' body into the storage space, then pointed at Intix and said.

Ji Shen Qiusha tilted his head, "How to go?" ”

"Beacon, send me a glider, you can take the money, as long as it is cheap and sturdy, and can bear the weight of four adults..."

"Beacons? Transmission? ”

Fu Shuai carried Oreos's corpse and told an unconvincing lie, "It's magic, magic..."

The pack of cigarettes, which only wasted one, was thrown on the ground like this, and Fu Shuai didn't pick it up.

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"Tsk..."

Late at night on the 24th, Xue Qiong wore the dirty and crumpled suit and sat alone on a bench by the river.

The contents of the wallet were emptied, and the credit cards, bank cards, and membership cards of major entertainment venues were left on the ground by him.

Xue Qiong leaned over, and his eyes were staring at his knees blankly.

On the left knee, there is a 50 yen coin, and on the right knee, there is a half-pack of cigarettes.

"Sss

"Cut..."

The "Miyamoto Qiong" of this world originally had a deposit of 10 million yen, which is equivalent to more than 500,000 yuan at the exchange rate, and even if the prices in Japan are higher, the amount of this money is not small. However, such a sum of money was spent by Xue Qiong, who spent a lot of money, in just five days, leaving only the fifty yen on his knees, and this even included all his credit card overdraft limits.

Even the cigarettes are only half a pack left.

Xue Qiong didn't feel sorry for the last half pack of cigarettes, took out one and put it in his mouth to light it, and then snorted again in the smoke.

"Well, I seem to have a car, a house, and a wife... Going to sell? ”

Xue Qiong, who said this, waved his hand and threw the key to the Mercedes-Benz car, which he had never used, into the river.

A standard Japanese-style little lady who used her self-righteous makeup skills, applied heavy makeup to the limit, and tanned her whole body to the point that she didn't look like a yellow person, walked in front of Xue Qiong while playing with her mobile phone, but when she passed in front of him, she seemed to have just discovered the existence of this "homeless man", covered her nose in disgust, and at the same time dodged a distance like lightning.

"Hey!"

The little sister was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this homeless man seemed to be calling herself, looked over impatiently, took out a 100 yen coin from her wallet, and was about to throw it over...

"Do you want powder?"

"Clams?!"

"I asked if you wanted powder?"

"Neurotic, you?!"

"It seems like just ordinary bad students... Hey, hey, don't you run? ”

"Hey 110? There's a drug dealer here, and I suspect he's got a bit of a problem with his brain, I'm in..."

It's no wonder that this self-righteous female high school student didn't accept Xue Qiong's peddling, and decisively called the police, the fundamental reason is... Although this is by the river, and it is still in the middle of the night, there is still a sidewalk next to it! Even if it's late at night, it's a nice place for dating because it's a nice place, so it's full of couples! There are so many special people everywhere!

After Xue Qiong spent all the money of "Miyamoto Qiong", he remembered that in this plot world, he didn't use the hard currency in the storage space to exchange some money for some money like before... And in the past few days, although he hasn't touched those fans himself, in general, at least from the outside, his IQ seems to have dropped a lot.

Of course, even if he was too lazy to think about the most basic things, he would not forget them, so when the little sister put down her phone, Xue Qiong's figure had completely disappeared from her sight.

"Oh, it's really nice to have a crowded place like this in Japan, and there are so many of these dark narrow alleys..."

Xue Qiong leaned against the wall that hadn't been cleaned for many years, took out the cigarette roll in his mouth, took out the last bottle of vodka and poured it into his throat with a clatter, then slammed the bottle, put the cigarette back in his mouth and smoked.

"Speaking of which, what school district is this?" Xue Qiong began to talk to herself, "It seems that except for a river, all other characteristics have been forgotten..."

"Hey! You! What for?! ”

It seems that the sound of smashing the wine bottle is too loud, and when Xue Qiong helplessly found that the bottle of vodka was quickly decomposed into carbon dioxide and water, and when he unbuttoned his pants and was about to let go of a little, there was a guy whose face was full of metal rings and whose whole face jingled when he ran, ran out of the depths of the black alley.

Xue Qiong put away the tools again, turned around and shouted in that direction: "Brother, do you want powder?!!! ”

"What kind of neurotic are you?!"

Xue Qiong's voice was really a little quieter, "I really have." I can sell it to you cheaper. ”

In fact, for this kind of guy who hides in the alley in the middle of the night and doesn't know what kind of plane he is doing, he still has a little expectation, although it is not very high... After all, he didn't even know which school district he was in, let alone the market, and he was going to walk to the worst... What school district is it from?

Wait, just kill someone, get some money, can you take the bus?

Xue Qiong thought so, but the guy with a ring on his face didn't scold the neuropathy anymore, but asked in a suspicious tone in the dark, "You really have it?" ”

"I really have." Xue Qiong's patience suddenly came up a little bit more.

"You're not a strip?"

"I'm not..."

"Not fishing enforcement?"

"Why don't you buy it?"

"Uh..." At this time, the man wearing the ring had already walked in front of Xue Qiong, and then the light of the mobile phone, he looked at him at close range without politeness, looked at his shabby appearance, and then asked, "You really have it?" ”

Xue Qiong impatiently took out a bag of at least two kilograms of Hai-Luo Yin from the storage space and threw it in his face.

The man who wore the ring was still a little unconvinced, tore open a corner of the plastic bag, twisted a little powder and put it on his tongue to taste it, and spit it out again, then handed the bag to Xue Qiong with both hands, and asked with a little trembling in his tone: "So much... AA+? ”

"To buy or not to buy? How much to buy? ”

The ring-piercing man thought for a while, took out a folding knife, shook it open, and stabbed it at Xue Qiong's heart, and then was restrained by the power of reading without any suspense.

Xue Qiong pinched the broken plastic bag with one hand, and lit a cigarette for herself with the other hand, "Actually, think about it carefully, brother, I just want some money to spend, but now it seems that it seems that I will directly kill you and snatch the money, it's not impossible..."

The ring-piercing man swallowed his saliva, "Little brother, I don't know Taishan with eyes, so what... I don't have much money, but my brothers have taken a batch of grass and are about to sell it, or you, big brother..."

"Hmm..."Xue Qiong also tilted his head and thought for a while, "Okay, then change it..."