Ikebukuro.

Mitsui Artoshi hid the group's offices in this almost Chinese area.

With his financial resources, he should be able to live in a more expansive place.

For example, the Mitsui family's manor in Shikoku is not a problem to hire hundreds of people to protect themselves and create a country within a country.

He didn't choose to do that, and the greed for heaven in his heart made him choose to stay in Tokyo, fantasizing that one day he would suddenly have superpowers, and then everything would change.

A more powerful force than power, money, will fall on you.

Mitsui Aramashi really wants to go to heaven.

Since learning about the existence of heaven, this has become a big dream of his life.

Only those who go to heaven can attain eternal happiness.

These words were deeply imprinted in his heart.

But without a clear way to go to heaven, he will never give up his existing wealth, and he still needs to deal with the group's affairs every day.

It's just that his office is not as spacious as it used to be, but on top of a Chinese restaurant.

I'm afraid no one could have imagined that the restaurant was downstairs, and the upstairs, which should have been thought to be the residence of the restaurant owner, was converted into an office by him.

In order to hide his eyes, he did not hire too many people in the office, but set up security personnel in other stores on this street.

The guests who dine are bodyguards, and the businessmen who open the shop are bodyguards.

If they encounter Dior, these security guards will naturally be useless, and they are responsible for dealing with the martial artists who are gradually gathering in Tokyo.

Prevent him from being hurt by those people.

There is also the guy from the Takizawa Group, before he takes his last breath, he must prevent the other party from making a counterattack.

Mitsui Artoshi stretched out after processing a document about the company's acquisition.

He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, smelling the tea with a relaxed expression on his face.

Mitsui Arashou, leisurely drinking a cup of tea, ready to continue working.

The space in front of him suddenly distorted, and then opened up in an instant, like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon.

A monster appears in front of the space.

The monster was more than two meters tall, humanoid with a dragon head, its upper body was full of muscles, its skin was greenish-yellow, its eyes were red like lights, and its thick tail was swinging behind its back.

He was wearing green shorts.

If Mitsui Arashou is a traverser and a senior two-dimensional, he can recognize the name of this demon as the Holy Lord.

Due to Dior's cold attitude towards the consortium, it was too troublesome to show his face with that vest.

Qing Ze decided to use another identity to advance this event.

First, use the mirror flower water moon to hypnotize the entrance to the other world, and then use the time to stop to remove the elemental replacement, so that the transformed self who has transformed into the Holy Lord stands at the entrance, and fakes the illusion of appearing from the other world.

……

The space was closed, and the dragon-headed monster was still standing.

Mitsui Aratoshi sat on the chair, only feeling that his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't even scream in his throat.

Obviously, the button to call security was under the table, but he couldn't even move it all at once, for fear that if he moved slightly, his head would be blown up by the other party.

"You're a rich man in this world, aren't you?"

Aosawa deliberately spoke his voice very slowly, pretending that he had just learned Japanese.

Mitsui Arashou turned pale with fright, nodded again and again, and said, "Hey, whatever you want, I can provide it to you." ”

"Listen, I like strong flesh, give you three days to gather a group of powerful humans to fight each other."

Aosawa strode forward, a slow sound like a hammer striking Mitsui Arashou's heart.

Let him not dare to slack off in the slightest, nodded and said: "No problem, I promise to complete your task!" ”

"I don't like it when people break their promises."

Aosawa grabbed him by the shoulder.

Mitsui Arashou, he only felt that the dragon claw on his shoulder was as heavy as a mountain, and the whole person was about to be crushed, where did he dare to move.

"If you dare to break your promise, I will drain your soul!"

Aosawa frightened him and released the sound of the mark blasting, which exploded Mitsui Aratoshi's clothes in an instant, leaving him shirtless to meet the cold air of the air conditioner.

"Hey! The villain will definitely do his best to serve you! ”

Mitsui Araoshou was immediately frightened, responded loudly with an unprecedentedly correct attitude, and cautiously looked at this figure of more than two meters, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"On the contrary, if you do a good job, I will reward you."

Qing Ze casually drew a flatbread, waved his right hand, and opened the entrance to the other world again with a simple movement.

He pretended to walk towards the entrance, and when he was about to enter, he used the ability to stop and use the elemental displacement to turn himself into an invisible wisp of wind.

The pause lifted, and the space suddenly closed and disappeared into thin air.

In the eyes of Mitsui Arashou, it means that the other party is directly swallowed by the entrance and returns to the other world.

……

The office was restored to its original state.

Mitsui Araoshou picked up the teapot on the table, his hands were still shaking, and he couldn't even do a simple act of pouring tea.

Tea is spilled on the outside of the teacup.

He didn't care, he just wanted to take a sip of warm tea to keep himself scared.

Was that the new apostle?

Appearance has gone out of the realm of human beings.

It looks really... Horror?

Mitsui Arashou recalled the appearance of the other party, and a strong sense of obsession emerged, if he completed the request of that adult, would it be equivalent to establishing contact with the apostles outside Dior?

In this case, will he have a chance to take refuge in this lord in the future?

If there is a chance to surrender, Mitsui Arashou, he will not want to fight a monster like Dior to the end, and would rather be Dior's dog, enjoying glory and wealth and a long life.

It's a pity that Dior doesn't give them the chance to be dogs.

But this one may be different.

Thinking of this, Mitsui Arashou, more and more, felt that the beauty of the body full of power was simply a priceless treasure.

He took a sip of his tea and couldn't help but look forward to the reward for completing his task.

Thundered~

The sound of a helicopter suddenly exploded in the sky above.

After a while, there was a snapping sound, and Chiyo Morimoto broke into the office with a rope.

Okayama Taketa and Kitanomu fell one after another.

Several red dots suddenly pointed at the three people, and they didn't shoot because they were waiting for Mitsui Aratobu's order.

Mitsui Arashou withdrew from the fantasy and said with a serious expression: "What is the matter with the people of the task force here?" ”

"The CIA has captured the spatial fluctuations of the other world here, what is going on?"

Chiyo Morimoto could feel the coldness in the air and looked at Mitsui Araju again.

The big man of the consortium was bare-chested, revealing the greasy fat that had accumulated on his abdomen.

The flesh on the chest has surpassed that of Emily.

Although Mitsui Arashou tried his best to show his majesty, it was difficult for such a body to raise respect.

Strip away the shiny clothes.

The ruler of the consortium is just an ordinary middle-aged person, who will be blessed and bald.

Chiyo Morimoto stepped forward and said, "Mr. Mitsui, I think it is necessary for you to cooperate with our work and tell me what is happening here?" ”

Mitsui Arashou's face became a little ugly, but he didn't have a seizure, he knew that the task force had become a minion of the CIA.

"Don't target guests."

He first told the snipers to stop aiming, and then said, "A suspicious new apostle has entered my office from the Otherworld.

More than two meters tall, with a dragon's head, a humanoid shape, and red eyes, he didn't introduce his name, but asked me to offer a human in a not very fluent Japanese.

In two days, a martial artist tournament is held, and the strongest is his goal. ”

Araoju Mitsui told what had just happened.

Chiyo Morimoto frowned slightly: "Why does he know that you are the boss of the Mitsui Foundation?" ”

"I don't know, looking at his stammering Japanese, before me, he should have met with someone else."

Mitsui Araoshou explained, and said with a gloomy face: "If you finish asking, you can leave here, remember to compensate my window." ”

With the financial resources of the Mitsui family, he didn't care about the little money from the window, and he proposed to let the task force compensate, which was deliberate.

Mitsui Araoju was very dissatisfied with Chiyo Morimoto's attitude towards talking to himself.

Especially that kind of look, when staring at his belly, it was like looking at the pigsty in the pigsty.

That contempt made him very angry.

Mitsui Araoshou knew in his heart that his figure was not very good.

But in his opinion, power and money are everything, and the brainless guy who only knows how to exercise is not a slave to money.

He comes as soon as he is called, and he goes away as soon as he is called.

"What's the matter with your clothes?"

"I don't know what's going on when he threatens to destroy it, but he just put the dragon's claw on my shoulder, and the clothes disappear."

"Isn't there a black chrysanthemum?"

"Nope."

"Regarding the matter of compensation, we have someone to dock later."

Chiyo Morimoto no longer lingered at the scene, grabbed the rope, and quickly climbed up.

When she came out to act, she naturally wore pants and didn't worry about walking away.

Taketa Okayama and Takeshi Kitano left with her.

The helicopter saw the three people climb out and rise high.

Taketa Okayama shouted, "Do you believe what he says? ”

"Well, his expression doesn't look like he's lying."

Chiyo Morimoto replied, recalling Mitsui Aratobuki's words in his mind, is the existence of a dragon-shaped human body a monster?

What does it ask for the purpose of finding humans?

Want to eat? Or do you have other ideas?

The tricky thing is that that guy has the ability to travel back and forth between the other world and this world at any time, and knows how to use the human upper echelons to do things.

It's completely different from Dior.

Dior's attitude towards the top of the consortium is to ignore it, like sheep roaming in the grassland.

That person's approach and attitude fundamentally put an end to the birth of the surrender faction, forcing the people above to fight to the death, which led to the birth of the Takamagaha plan.

If this emerging existence has the strength to compete with Dior, and is willing to cooperate with the high-level.

Chiyo Morimoto could think with his toes that humanity would be betrayed by them in an instant.

Counting on the backbone of the consortium is outrageous than counting on the sow to go up the tree.

As long as there is a 1 percent chance, those guys are willing to sacrifice 99 percent of humanity in exchange for glory and wealth.

"It's getting really bad."

Chiyo Morimoto muttered, his expression became more solemn than ever, and he could already imagine how the people above would react when they learned about this.

(End of chapter)