Chapter 683 Wind Sacrificial Family
Somewhere in Tokyo.
A few paper cranes flew out of the alleyway, quickly gathered and folded in the corner, and gradually changed into a human shape.
"Cough, cough..." Youli Heizhe weakly supported the corner of the wall, bent down, and coughed violently. Every cough would bring out pitch-black blood, which splashed on the ground under his feet.
His face was extremely pale.
Fighting against four oracles by himself, his injuries were far worse than they looked, but the other injuries were not bad, mainly because the attacks left by the "disaster" on him were extremely destructive Disease, this kind of injury is more terrifying than those physical injuries.
After coughing for a long time, he stood up staggeringly, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and walked slowly towards the end of the alley, his eyes full of determination.
At the end of the alleyway, on the other side of the corner, a tall and thin young man in a dark blue surgical gown was standing under the street lamp, his snow-white long hair was dragging on the ground like a waterfall, and his cross-star-shaped eyes looked around curiously. Everything is full of novelty.
This child...is taller than I imagined?
Youli Heizhe looked at him quietly, thinking to himself, but seeing the other's thin and pale body, guilt flashed in his eyes.
That was his child of Akiko Zefu, Yurina's younger brother, Yurina Takishiro.
He had been waiting for this moment for thirteen years.
Now, he is standing in front of him.
Youli Heizhe's heart beat faster, the corners of his mouth raised, and he couldn't help but want to go up to greet him, and say to him: "Hey boy, I'm your father, come home with me"...
But as soon as his feet stepped out, they stopped in mid-air...
He hesitated.
To him, Yurina Takibai is the child he has been searching for for thirteen years, but to Yurina Takibai, he is a stranger who abandoned himself in the [Pure Land] and was tortured for thirteen years...
I rashly stepped forward, told him that I was his father, and asked him to go home with me, would he go with me?
It's unlikely...even his father's identity would arouse the other party's resentment, even hatred.
At this moment, Youli Heizhe's mind was in a mess. Guilt and self-blame kept torturing his mind, and he began to question whether he had the qualifications to call himself a father to Yuuri Takishiro.
So, he put his hand on the handle of the knife.
"Who is there?"
Yuli Takishiro turned his head slightly, looked at the alleyway where Yuuri Heizhe was hiding, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
After a while, a figure slowly walked out of it.
It was a middle-aged man in a clean sequined suit with a withered rose on his waist. He looked handsome among the uncles. He smiled and walked towards Yurashi Takishiro, and stopped slowly in front of him. .
Yuuri Takibai looked at the inexplicable uncle in front of him, frowning slightly.
"Who are you?"
"Let me introduce myself." The uncle bent down gracefully, looked into Yuuri Takishiro's eyes, and said with a smile, "I am Japan's number one cowboy, Kyosuke."
"Cowherd?" Yuuri Takibai had doubts in his eyes, "What is that?"
"It's a profession that chats and drinks with guests and helps them solve their troubles."
"Can you help people solve their troubles?" Yuuri Takibai was taken aback, with a look of joy on his face, "Then do you know where Akihabara is? Can you take me there?"
Uncle Kyosuke was slightly taken aback, and after a while, the smile on his face became brighter.
"Of course, I am willing to help you."
A smile appeared on Yuli Takibai's pale face, he was about to say something when he suddenly stopped.
"Hey, uncle..."
"What's wrong?"
Yuuri Takishiro stretched out his hand and pointed to the void above Uncle Kyosuke's head,
"Your blood tank seems to be empty..."
...
Osaka.
Lin Qiye, Amamiya Haruki, and Yurina stood nervously by the window, looking at the gradually whitening sky outside the window, their brows were tightly furrowed, and their eyes were full of worry.
Ding--!
The screen of Amemiya Haruki's cell phone lit up, and a text message rang reverberating in the room.
Haruki Amamiya picked up the phone, opened the message, looked at it, and let out a long sigh of relief...
"How? How is my father?!" Yurina asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, he's fine, he's found your brother." Amamiya Haruki said, "However, he has to accompany your brother to a few places first, and I don't know when he will come back."
"call……"
Yurina sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out and rubbed her tense little face, and finally relaxed, the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably, "Dad succeeded..."
She hugged the pillow on one side and rolled on the bed excitedly, with some tears in the corners of her eyes.
Lin Qiye turned to look at Yugong Qinghui, "What about the Fujin Sword? How should I say it?"
"He said, leave [Mi Tong] there first, and you can take back the other three handles, and [Black Rope] is for you." Amamiya Haruki replied.
Lin Qiye clicked his tongue.
Uncle, why don't you talk too much? After finishing the deal, I gave him [Black Rope] and [Misty Eyes] together, but now I still deduct one...
Forget it, how can I say that he is also a wanted criminal at the [extremely evil] level, so it is normal to keep a Fujin knife for self-defense.
Lin Qiye picked up the chalk that was going to be on the side, and began to draw a summoning magic circle on the ground, pouring his spiritual power into it. After a while, [Yubeng], [Qianhe] and [Black Rope] lay quietly on the ground.
"However, how did he do it?" Haruki Amamiya still couldn't understand, "Did he really use these four knives to kill through [Pure Land]?"
"I don't know, just wait for him to come back and ask him in person."
"That's right, but it's unclear when he will come back..."
While the two were chatting, more than a dozen cars galloped from the street in the distance, and parked neatly downstairs of the black killing team building.
The car door opened, and figures in black kimonos stepped out of the car one by one. There were a few cherry blossoms floating on the kimonos. They stepped on wooden clogs and walked downstairs to the black killing team with solemn faces. Dao, there are about a hundred people.
As soon as they appeared, a large number of members of the black killing team ran out of the building, completely surrounded them, holding various weapons in their hands, and their expressions were somewhat unfriendly.
The two forces are at a stalemate.
"Huh?" Amamiya Haruki asked in surprise, "Another gangster?"
Lin Qiye looked down at the figures who came down from the car, and always felt that the black cherry pattern kimonos on their bodies looked familiar...
"Let's go down and take a look." Lin Qiye seemed to have thought of something, and said to Amamiya Haruki and Yurina, and the three left the room quickly, and took the elevator down to the first floor.
The first floor of the black killing group.
Among the gangsters wearing black cherry pattern kimonos, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out slowly. The number of cherry blossoms on his clothes was twice that of other members, about thirty pieces.
He walked up to everyone in the Black Killing Team, and said slowly:
"Tokyo Kazeji, Kazeji Takuya, please see the leader of the Black Assassination Team."
