Chapter Eighty-Five: Secondhand Smoke

Take a look, I'll just say something is wrong, and I want to use e-cigarettes as an excuse to fool me, I haven't seen anything for so many years, and there is no such thing as e-cigarettes on the market!

The Oiran stopped dancing the cigarette gun and merged into one, forming a cigarette pouch pot again, with one hand on the waist and the other on the hem, showing a proud curve.

The twin dragons moved, the white pupils rose into smoke, and the Oiran's body exuded a very strong aura of ability, all of which came from her eyes, which had activated my life warning system.

This is a very powerful anomaly!

"Troublesome Spring~ The homeless man at the train station a few months ago has become the chairman of the Siman Group and the founder of the Troublesome Tai Chi, it's not simple~"

Oiran's words immediately made me understand the reason and situation.

"I see. I looked into her strange eyes and asked, "What is the relationship between the Thousand Island Grim Reaper and you?"

Oiran made no secret of it: "We are compatriots of the Hitomi clan, and he is my people. ”

I was shocked, and subconsciously muttered, "Another patriarch?"

"Another patriarch?" Oiran was thoughtful, and once again captured the meaning of my words: "The matter of the long-tongued woman clan has something to do with you?"

I don't want to be inexplicably confronted with a patriarch who doesn't know the details, and deny it again and again: "No, no, just like the matter of the Thousand Islands Grim Reaper, it has nothing to do with me, it's all a matter of inhumanity." ”

"You don't have to be nervous. Oiran comforted: "What indirectly caused the death of the Thousand Islands Grim Reaper is enough for me to take your life, so whether or not you do it will not change this, but if you do it, I will thank you." ”

"Oh? Why?"

"Why can this be, isn't it natural for the high-level Hitomi clan to despise and despise the low-level long-tongued women? If you have to find a reason, that is, they are so low-level, but there are so many clansmen surviving, we are such a noble race, except for me, the team leader, there is only one tribe left, the Thousand Island Death, this is very unfair~"

I hurriedly reconciled: "Yes, but they are now extinct, so it's much cooler." ”

Oiran smiled: "Yes, it's a pity that I also lost the last of the clansmen, this patriarch is already in vain, sometimes I think, from the position of the head of the clan, I am not as good as Sister Chang, at least she has protected more clansmen than me until she died." ”

I laughed: "Sister, don't be presumptuous, Sister Chang is not as good as you, she is ruthless, in order to survive, she even drinks the blood of her own people, drink it raw~"

Oiran smiled slyly: "I dare to say that the matter of the long-tongued woman has nothing to do with you, so how do you know these things." ”

"I want to talk about everything~" I clapped my palms with the back of my hand: "I see that you have to trouble me, where do you dare to be smart, sister Mingcha, you really don't blame me for the death of the Thousand Island Reaper, do you think this is good, I will tell you who killed the Thousand Island Reaper, and then rush me to help you get rid of the face of the long-tongued woman, and forget the matter between the two of us." ”

Oiran shook her head: "Although I despise the long-tongued women clan, and I am glad that they have been exterminated, the matter of the Thousand Islands Grim Reaper can also be resolved by other modest means......"

I sighed, "Say it......"

"But according to the rules of the Fight Association, as a fellow member, I can't let you go as the culprit. ”

I was silent for a moment, shook my head and said, "In this case, you just found out that this matter is related to me, and in order to prevent the news from leaking out, I can't let you go." ”

The white smoke in Oiran's eyes became thicker: "You think too much, you can't leave here alive today, so don't worry about me reporting this matter to the guild again." ”

At this point, I can't think about getting out of it anymore, and if I let Oiran leak the matter to the Fight Association, I'll face a stormy revenge.

The Oiran seemed to sense the change in my mind, and without warning, she took the lead, and with a finger of the cigarette pouch, the white dragon on her chest opened its mouth and spat out a smoke ring at me.

The smoke ring was thick, neither fast nor slow, and as it moved rapidly, it was three meters in diameter by the time it reached me.

I didn't dare to touch the smoke ring, and my subconscious told me that not only could I not touch the eye circle, but I also couldn't jump through the middle.

I ran away from the smoke rings, and the two white dragons on my body kept spitting out the rings, and soon I was not fast enough to dodge the smoke rings that were overwhelming.

As a last resort, I had to jump through an oncoming smoke ring.

But as soon as I jumped together, the smoke ring contracted very quickly and tied me tightly.

The smoke ring that bound me spread rapidly, soon enveloping my entire upper body, revealing only my head.

I struggled a few times, but the smoke only stretched out a little bit along with my strength, and soon tightened with greater force, making it difficult for me to breathe.

More smoke rings floated towards me, my upper body was restricted, my movements were more sluggish and stiff, and soon I was broken and jumped over the smoke rings again, and my body was covered with another layer of smoke, this time I couldn't even stretch it out slightly, and the pressure on my upper body doubled.

The Oiran didn't give me a chance to breathe, and controlled the cloud dragon to spray a smoke ring, this time I didn't dare to try to cross it again, and when an unavoidable smoke ring reached my eyes, I flew up and kicked towards the bottom of the smoke ring, trying to kick it away.

My kick seemed to be on the surface of the water, and the force was extremely great, but it was quickly dissolved and scattered, and the part I kicked was deformed, and then twisted and entangled, and it actually crawled along the surface of my foot, and soon wrapped around one of my legs.

Then there was no suspense, the next wave of smoke rings sprayed almost all over my body, layer after layer, and soon I was wrapped like a snowman, unable to move from the neck down.

Oiran shook her fingers, and two cloud dragons floated up to her, and when she sucked it lightly, she inhaled it through her nose, and then slowly spit it out, turning into an invisible and shapeless fragrant white smoke floating around.

I couldn't move my limbs, so I could only shake my head from side to side, driving my body to sway from side to side, like a big cicada chrysalis.

I wanted to roll to the ground and roll as far as I could, but the smoke was so round, and the center of gravity was in the middle, and I couldn't fall down like a tumbler, and I couldn't help but laugh at the stupid look that made the unsmiling Oiran laugh, and I could imagine how funny I was.

Oiran approached and looked up at me, I was now four meters tall under the smoke.

I was full of grief and indignation, and yelled at her: "A manly man, he should stand up to the sky and the earth in life, and he will not fall down in death, and if he wants to kill, he must listen to him!"

Oiran smiled: "I didn't kill you directly, so I naturally have something to ask you, as for whether to say it or not, I'm afraid I can't help you." ”

I laughed: "I will not betray my companions! It's not easy to use beauty tricks, so if you don't believe me, you can try !!."

Oiran took a puff of cigarette and spat at me from the bottom up, and I saw something wrong with the smoke, and immediately held my breath and did not dare to breathe.

Oiran looked at me playfully, and the smoke swirled around my head as if it were alive.

It's so uncivilized, and there are people who force others to breathe second-hand smoke like this.

I held it for more than two minutes, my eyes were about to explode, my whole face wrinkled into chrysanthemums, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore and gasped for breath.

As I breathed, all the smoke that had been hovering around my head was inhaled into my mouth, and two faint wisps of smoke were inhaled near my neck along with the tenacious white smoke that enveloped me.

It smells faintly fragrant, becomes spicy and pungent as soon as it enters the nasal cavity, and is even hotter when it reaches the lungs. My mind became cloudy, my vision wandered, and I became delirious.

In a daze, a gentle voice asked me, "Tell me the answer, are you a stranger?" ”

My mouth didn't seem to be under my control, and I clearly wanted to say something meat to ask for something cheap, but I couldn't help but answer: "No... It's not ......"

The voice froze slightly, as if it was a little surprised, and then asked, "Is the person you reminded of the transformation earlier the one who is an anomalous person?"

"He... Yes, a werewolf. ”

"It turned out to be the lowest level of anomalies like werewolves, which made me worry in vain. The voice muttered to himself and asked me again, "You exterminated the Tongue Women, is it against the Fight Association, which paranormal organization do you belong to?"

My mind was muddy, but my mind was very clear, and after listening to Oiran's question, I realized that she was just looking for me to avenge the death of the Thousand Islands, but after learning that I was involved in the long-tongued women's extermination incident, she had already shifted her target to this matter. From her words, I can guess that the Long-tongued Women Clan, as a hidden force planted by the Fight Association in Baozi Street, their destruction, in the eyes of the Fight Association, should be the ghost of other hostile powers.

I had the heart to guide her to tell more inside stories, but unfortunately I couldn't control my mouth at all after smoking the cigarette she spit out, and my mouth was full of truth.

"I have nothing to do with the Anomalous Order, long-tongued woman... Hurt a lot of male public relations, that's why we will target them and exterminate their family... It was also a last resort. ”

If you see it, it's called not doing bad things and not being afraid of ghosts calling the door.

"Then why are you constantly kicking the Fight Association field? Isn't it the idea of the Fight Association?"

My mouth represents only himself, and he answers truthfully: "I want to touch... Fight Association executives...... Find someone. ”

"Who?"

"A ...... King"

"Lord Ziwei?!" Oiran let out a startled voice, and I heard it in my ears.

The Lord Ziwei in her mouth should be the president of the Fight Association, the other king of the legend.

That man is very likely to be the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao I'm looking for.