As he spoke, Fujimoto took off his suit jacket and hooked his hand towards the paper: "If you want to be a green day, you must at least be able to fight, right? See, here I, the one who gives orders, is the weakest, if you can't even win me, don't dream of a green day."

You signed my contract, I will send you to the assembly line in the black factory, unless you earn me enough 10 million Yingzhou coins, otherwise even if you vomit blood, I won't let you go. ”

This is a lie.

Not only is he the best guy here, but he has made up his mind to break his legs in the most brutal way possible, and to snuff out his unrealistic ideas.

It's a big deal to raise a waste for three or four days, Yingzhou social welfare is not bad, take his household registration certificate and driver's license to make a few votes and earn it back.

When Yakuza is not a good church.

Every year, there are such unenlightened guys who come over and want to join the gang, wishful thinking and the sweet dream of making a lot of money after killing people and setting fires, in fact, there is no guy who can come in handy.

It's all waste.

The result can only harm others and oneself.

"Come!

He patted his chest and shouted at the hesitant Huai Paper: "Why don't you move! Are you also a waste? Or is your determination so humiliating, Huai Zhi!"

"I ...... I'm afraid to hurt you. The amateur timidly said, "I'm amazing, really." ”

The sounds of laughter rang out all around.

Fujimoto looked up to the sky and laughed, patting his chest, and the smile of the former 'ghost Fujimoto' became more and more mocking: "Come on, Huai Paper-kun, come, hit here, let me see how good you are." ”

In the silence, the trembling paper hesitated for a long time and nodded slowly.

Then, take a step forward.

Breathe deeply.

Under the mocking gaze of many people around him, he slowly bent down, as if he was stepping on a horse, and looked forward with his hands forward, looking at Fujimoto in front of him.

The gaze under the bangs seemed to be serious.

The skillful and conspicuous structure made the others stunned in disbelief.

Sumo?

That's right, that's a sumo wrestler's starting hand.

Schicfe.

Keep your center of gravity down and put your hands forward, ready to wrestle with your opponent at any time.

But it was the exclusive posture of sumo wrestling giants who weighed more than 200 pounds and had big shoulders and round waists, and it was extremely funny to be put out by the paper that was now as thin as a reed stick.

"Oh hey, this is still a wrestler. ”

Fujimoto snorted and couldn't help laughing: "Are you going to sumo with me? Come on, come on!"

"Be careful, Mr. Fujimoto. ”

The amateur leaned over and whispered, "I've been practicing sumo since I was a child, and if I accidentally hurt you, I'll be sorry." ”

This is also a lie.

This is the stance he learned from the "Ten Minutes to Teach You Sumo Tips" that he bought in a bookstore on the subway before leaving the house, and after ten minutes of learning, he felt that he had completely mastered the sport of sumo.

Well, strike this pose, but before the opening, it seems to be a ......

His hands were raised and slowly lowered.

Press on the thighs, support the upper body, and then deep, deep, deep...... Take a breath.

It's like sucking all the air in the basement into your stomach.

The astonishing lung capacity made Fujimoto's face change, but before he could speak, he saw that the body of the paper was tilted, and his left foot was slowly raised, raised, raised...... Lifted to a height above the head, followed by a hurricane howling.

A loud bang erupted.

The entire underground warehouse converted into a dojo burst into a huge shock at that moment.

As if a heavy iron stake with a pile driver had smashed to the ground, countless clouds of dust rose from under the tatami mats and floated in the sky.

Because, the left foot raised by the paper fell towards the ground!

And then there's the right foot!

There was another loud bang, and there were already two large holes in the tatami mat, and his feet sank deep under the floor, almost covering the break in his calves.

Purify evil spirits and purify the soil.

A breath of divine majesty came from above the structure.

It's perfect – 'four strands'!

The preparations are complete.

At that moment, a low sound of breaking the air burst out.

The amateur raised his arm and stepped forward, a slow but heavy blow that shattered the air, setting off a hurricane and lunging forward. A low, muffled sound rang out continuously.

As he moved forward step by step, his arms continued to push forward, and the terrifying momentum spread like a mountain and a sea.

Push!

In just an instant, the palm of the hand that was pushed forward in turn had already come to Fujimoto's face, and at a distance of more than a meter, Fujimoto was almost out of breath.

It's hard to breathe!

"Stop, stop, stop!!!!"

Forgetting the previous taunt, Fujimoto staggered back, screaming and roaring in terror.

The palm of the hand that was pushed out stopped on his chest.

Twenty centimeters later, a five-fingered palm print appeared on the wet shirt on his chest......

If you are hit by this pusher, you will die!

The sweaty Fujimoto froze in place, his legs felt a little weak, and he felt like a beast hiding his face when he looked at the autistic and restless bosom paper in front of him, completely out of breath.

"You...... Are you a sublimator?"

"Hmm. "The amateur with paper bows.

"You wait—"

Fujimoto waved his hand this time, took out the phone again, walked to the corner, called Tanaka's phone, and began to scold again: Why didn't the bastard of the grass mud horse say it earlier!

"I told you, I told you a long time ago, that kid is very powerful, really powerful! But you were patronizing and scolding people at the time!"

Tanaka asked angrily: "He grew up in the dojo of Matsumoto Oseki since he was a child, Matsumoto Oseki Oh, it's the Matsumoto who almost won the Yokozuna! If it's not a hybrid and needs money urgently, I'm afraid he would have gone to Izumo a long time ago, I'll introduce such a powerful person to you, you still fucking scold me, you're still not human!"

The embarrassed Fujimoto was scolded in turn for ten minutes, and he nodded in thanks.

After hanging up the phone, the expression on the paper was extremely complicated.

"Do you really want to join Green Day?"

"Well, I've already thought about it, and Mr. Tanaka has persuaded me, but I need money......" The amateur raised his head, through the bangs, his eyes were sincere and could be felt, and he said from the bottom of his heart: "I want to make money, the more money, the better!"

“......”

In the silence, Fujimoto sighed helplessly and waved his hand.

"I see, I'll report it to the people above, Wai Paper...... Amateur-kun, do you have a place to live in Kyoto?"

Wai Paper shook his head.

"Then let's stay in the Fujimoto group for the time being, don't worry, there will be results soon. ”

Fujimoto put on his coat again, looked at the harmless dark man beside him, and always felt frightened, and finally asked: "By the way, you can let me take a look at your ...... I can help you choose a code name, you can't always work with your real name, right?"

Characteristics, the identification of hybrids to identify each other.

Huai Paper was silent for a long time, then raised his hand and pressed down the somewhat messy hair, revealing the slightly protruding little horns in the hair on both sides.

"Is it a ghost?" Fujimoto was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "No, ghosts are generally not very able to control their personalities, and if you want to say it, it is a bit similar to the Minotaur group." ”

"Because of this, everyone has called me Minotaur since I was a child. ”

The paper brushed up the bangs of the scene, smiled at Fujimoto, and the pale and weak face suddenly showed a handsome smile.

"So, if you have a code name, call me 'Minotaur'. ”

He said so.

Even the code name is as harmless as himself.

After that, the arrangements were lackluster, and after a little registration of the details, he was sent to a messy hotel in the inner circle of Tambo.

I shared a messy room with six or seven people.

But for hybrids, it's good to be able not to sleep on the streets, where can you force more?

Fujimoto also bought him a bedding and a washbasin, and reminded him to keep his personal belongings at hand, after all, his roommates' hands and feet may not be clean.

After watching Fujimoto leave, and smiling at his roommates in a friendly and timid manner, the amateur with paper lay down on the bed and began to sleep.

A cold voice came from his ears.

"Looks like the infiltration mission went well?"

"Who's to say it isn't?"

Huai Shi's lips buzzed silently, and he sighed, smelling the pungent smell of second-hand smoke in the air, and in the sound of his roommates picking their feet and playing cards, the newly baked Mr. 'Minotaur' began to doubt...... Has your style of painting become strange again?

And, why do you always have a relationship with Erwuzai?

.

.

It all started three days ago.

When Huaishi hurried to Kyoto, before leaving the station, she was directly taken to the residence of the Kyoto Astronomical Society by the students of the Ivory Tower who were waiting at the entrance of the station.

In a prison cell, to be exact.

About a month ago, a biology professor at the Ivory Tower was secretly detained for his current security concerns.

Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a matter of asking for questions.

Some of the recent movements of Green Day, and some clues they have traced.

The people of the Astronomical Society didn't think how deep such a research-focused biology professor could go, but the old professor hadn't spoken a word since he was arrested.

Refusal to cooperate, refusal to dialogue, and refusal of any legal assistance.

Except for the initial requirements.

He said, "I want to see the people of the Ivory Tower." ”

This is one of the purposes of the Yingzhou academic exchange group that has not been announced on the surface, and the person in charge of this matter is Mr. Isaac, the vice president who led the team.

He must help clear the suspicion of this professor who has educated countless people and respect, and bring him back with all his beards and tails.

It's a pity...... When he saw that it was the vice president, Professor Miyamoto was disappointed.

In the inquiry room, after meeting Isaac, he did not hide his distrust and unhappiness at all, and said bluntly: "I want to see the principal." ”

"The headmaster is sensitive, it is impossible to come to see you, Professor Miyamoto, if there is anything you can tell me, I can give full authority to guarantee your personal safety and privacy on behalf of the Ivory Tower, but you must be honest about the part of the case. ”

Professor Miyamoto fell silent again.

Then, after half an hour, he made another request to Mr. Vice-Chancellor, who could represent the Ivory Tower.

He said, "I want to see Huaishi." ”