Rewind the clock to late at night two days ago, at a fried chicken restaurant.

"I said you were sick, why didn't you believe it?"

The Kazama glass in front of him will be cute and innocent for a while, and grinning for a while.

He didn't believe Luo Yin's lies. He is the most evil ghost, the shadow of Amaterasu. By the time she climbed out of the deep well in the mountains, Gentoshi was already dead, and he would not use excuses like split personality to defend himself.

"You were hit by a dream tapir, weren't you? If you're just a simple Ruri Kazama, you'd be in a vegetative state by now. On the contrary, after Ruri Kazama was hit hard, Gen Zhini woke up in your body.

And your current state, should you be called Kazama Childish, or Gen Ruri? ”

Ruri Kazama was stunned. "How did you know my original name?"

“... Dream talk.

I'm not interested in discussing with you right now what Amaterasu Susanoo is, about your love and killing with Onisan. At my level of broken Japanese, my brain hurts every second of organizing the language.

In a word, do you want to kill the king? ”

"The king will kill ......"

Syllable! Luo Yin went up and slapped the S-class.

Materialist warriors don't listen to.

"Yes."

"Tell me how you and the king met."

......

After listening to the story of the innocent young man in the mountains who turned into a women's clothing boss, Ruri Kazama, Luo Yin couldn't wait to give him another slap.

"Think about it! You're the younger brother of a super hybrid, and Tachibana Masamune is so relieved to let you stay alone in the mountains? This man is obviously suspicious!

The Gen family doesn't need two heads of the house? Fart! Isn't it good to use super hybrids for assassination, and train them to become the personal bodyguards and killing machines of the Shadow Emperor...... Wait, how a little déjà vu. ”

Luo Yin shook his head.

"And the king will... Man always likes to deify the one who saves or destroys himself. Wang Jiang did both.

He finds you, saves you, and destroys you. Then I will give you a new identity, the dragon king of the fierce ghosts, Ruri Kazama. That mask is also a part of hypnosis, and the appearance of the person who is different and never changes makes the image of Wang Jiang in your mind completely solidified.

You said that you were going to kill the king, but in fact, in your heart, you already regarded him as your own god.

'The king will not be killed', is this really your own idea?

What a disgusting opponent, so fond of playing the role of God, the conceit is disgusting. ”

"You...... Why are you so skilled?"

Luo Yin: You have no idea how fun it is to pinch people.

Luo Yin put the disposable phone and the descendants of the group of snakes into Kazama's pocket.

"If you are willing to cooperate with me, I will help you kill the king."

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Last night, in the apartment.

"Lu Mingfei, I have important information about the head of the Uesugi family, do you want to hear it."

The decrepit boy came over in a hurry.

"Let's go to the basement. My basement is pretty big. ”

Luo Yin looked at Lu Mingfei carefully, it was really good.

Although there is a big gap in face shape and temperament, he is very similar to his height and body type.

"Here, take off your shirt."

Lu Mingfei: ?

"Senior Brother Luo, don't mess around!"

The revolver hit the decrepit boy's head. Lu Mingfei had seen the power of this gun.

Take it off, you can take it off.

"It's okay now, right?"

"No problem, no problem!"

"No problem, you just take two steps...... Alas, yes, jump, jump high. Run a few steps, hold the gun and see ......"

Using the mirror pupil with the glass beads, Luo Yin wrote down most of Lu Mingfei's action habits, especially the temperament of the declining king.

Lu Mingfei's expression changed from frightened, to shame, to numbness.

Boom! Secret Technique: Sleepy Hand Knife!

Luo Yin took off his non-existent glasses, "Such a big boy, I don't know how to protect myself at all." ”

When Susie entered the basement, she saw Luo Yin picking up Lu Mingfei's pants.

Susie:......

"You want to pretend to be Lu Mingfei?"

"Yes. For some reason, Lu Mingfei is very important in the eyes of Wang Jiang. A slut like that hides his head and tail is rarely able to catch his bait.

This kind of person who is engaged in conspiracy behind the scenes, in addition to the puppet who is absolutely obedient, can see his true identity, and perhaps only the prey that has no ability to resist. ”

Luo Yin patted Lu Mingfei. This decay is the perfect bait.

"The plan is still dangerous. Ruri Kazama can't be trusted, and the king won't necessarily show up in person. ”

Luo Yin opened the phone player. "Ruri Kazama also mentioned the strange sound of bangs, and the king will be able to control him."

This is the audio of the bangzi separated from the recording of the fishing boat encounter.

"I'd actually like to believe Kazama, madmen are generally persistent people. But if Kazama gets out of control, this banging sound should scare him, and the rest is up to you. ”

Susie stopped talking.

"We can't delay. The more we delay, the more the king will understand us. In the land of Tokyo, Wang Jiang has spent at least ten years weaving his network of power, and we have no chance in the hard power competition.

Assassination is not necessarily the best solution, kill the king, and the entire Japanese half-race forces will usher in the most terrifying state of chaos.

But this kind of conspirator who covets the supreme power of the dragon clan, and letting him live is the biggest mistake. ”

The two were silent. Luo Yin began to put on makeup, imitating Lu Mingfei's posture and applying glue to his ten fingers. Susie tending to her sword case.

......

"Yes, chop it up, you can't let him live! Be fierce in your eyes! ”

The corners of Kazama's eyes twitched, and the king who pretended to be Dior was completely dismembered.

Dior, you died so miserably, Dior!

"Next, ruin my face and cover my scent with Deadpool blood. The king will see me on the ship. ”

Kazama pulled out Luo Yin and snapped it on the car window.

I'm sorry! Susie, help me!

Kazama pinched Luo Yin's neck.

This is the man who draws his blood, pulls his hair, and takes samples from all over him. And slapped him.

Sine!

"Come on! Don't faint, Luo Jun! ”

......

Next to the Ginza Hotel, Luo Yin grabbed an iron sword and made a forced landing on the corner of the alley. Susie stood quietly behind her.

"Isn't that to be expected. The only ones who can suppress the fierce ghosts and Ruri Kazama are the eight families of snakes. ”

Luo Yin dialed Caesar's phone, "Boss, have you broken through?" Susie and I are all safe here, and Lu Mingfei is in the basement of the apartment.

Be ye prepared for battle. Wang Jiang's bloodline in Ginza District got out of control and ate the patriarch of the Eight Snake Families. It is uncertain whether it was an assassination or an accident. Tokyo is going to be in chaos. ”

A careerist like Wang Jiang would not be willing to end so quietly. Luo Yin just didn't know where his back hand was for the time being.

And the eight families of Snake Qi suddenly suffered such a change, the eldest family died without a corpse, and the salted fish of Yuan Zhisheng will succeed to the throne.

Luo Yin remembered the description of his brother by Yuan Zhinu. If he hadn't met Tachibana Masamune, he would probably have become the branch version of Chu Zihang.

Tachibana Masamune's means of controlling Gen Zhisheng are the same in principle as the means of controlling Gen Zhinu. For someone as resilient and powerful as him, the fatherly role of "Tachibana Masamune" is not enough to be the god in his heart. So the demons have shaped for him a stronger faith, "justice", or righteousness.

Dayi forced him to kill his younger brother with his own hands, forced him to be busy every day for work he didn't like, and forced him to kill fierce ghosts with a peerless sword. But in his heart, he is a salted fish who wants to sell sunscreen oil, and his younger siblings control it.

If you tell Genji Shengsheng Tachibana Masamune's true face, he will probably destroy this person. So let "Tachibana Masamune" die so cleanly, and let this false human form kill himself for the righteousness he preached.

Luo Yin took a towel to wipe the blood off his face. The orbit was cracked, but fortunately the retina was not seriously damaged, two teeth were broken, and there were some cuts. These are all work-related injuries.

A shot of painkiller was stuck in his neck, and he could hold it for the time being.

"Susie, it's going to rain. Let's find a place to shelter from the rain. ”

"Hmm."

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In the shrine, Minamoto is accompanying Eri Uesugi to play "Street Fighter IV".

In the past two days, Eri has been pestering him, and she wants to go to Sakura to play. Yuan Zhisheng suddenly became nervous when he heard this. This name is not serious, it sounds like a third-rate cowherd who ran out of some strange cowherd shop.

After being injected with bloodline-stabilizing drugs, Eri's physical condition has recovered a lot, but she is in a bad mood. So he, the director of the Executive Bureau, also has to stay in the shrine honestly and play games with Eri.

Speaking of which, there really was a lot he hadn't learned. After so many years, he is still only good at cutting people. How to deal with the relationship between the eight families, how to run an underworld organization of hundreds of thousands of people, how to develop drugs for Eri's clothes, Kaguyahime, the Fierce Demons, and the headquarters......

Sometimes he misses his house in the mountains and the two years he spent at university in Kassel.

The cool-sounding term "end of fate" boils down to boredom and fatigue in specific matters.

Yuan Zhisheng was a little distracted, and Takashi was emptied of the blood groove by Eri's big move. He was 1:6 behind.

The red-haired girl looked at him angrily, and the sound of rain was pouring out the window.

The crow rushed in through the doorway and almost fell to the ground.

"The patriarch was assassinated! The heads of the five small surnames are all waiting for the young master to succeed him! ”

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned.

"Who did it? What about Daddy's body? ”

"Wang Jiang. Didn't... Leave the remains. ”

There was silence, and Yuan Zhisheng stood in the rain. He didn't hear a word of the rest of the words.

Justice, what a nihilism.