Even though the blue little loli had a sarcastic tongue, Luo Yan was not relieved and even wanted to pinch her face.

After Luo Yan's unwillingness to investigate, he held the only remaining pack of high-purity toxic milk powder in his hand, and was in tears.

"No more, nothing more."

"This is just a small factory." Poppy comforted Luo Yan: "I heard you said that there is a place called Jinshanjiao... it is Big Head."

"You are right, I'm short-sighted." Luo Yan immediately stopped his expression. As a great summoner, he could not be defeated by the small setbacks in front of him.

Besides, don’t you still have a pack of high-purity toxic milk powder in your hand?

This time I went to Japan, I would go to their nuclear power plant for a walk.

An agent from SHIELD, New York, came to see the situation. After preliminary investigation, the cause of the explosion was found.

When Mrs. Gao was building this poisonous milk powder processing plant, she had loaded the bomb in advance, which was a remote-controlled bomb.

Obviously, the old man escaped and detonated the bomb.

Why didn't you directly detonate at the beginning?

Maybe I forgot to bring the remote control.

After an unforgettable birthday with Director Black, Luo Yan led Poppy toward Japan.

During this period, Luo Yan deeply understood the convenience of the privileged class.

The end of the plane is Tokyo.

"Tokyo is so hot." Poppy instinctively hated this place.

"No, it's snowing." Luo Yan twitched his mouth.

There is a stronghold of SHIELD in Japan. I don’t know whether it is the level or why, but SHIELD’s life in Japan is not satisfactory.

The place where you settle can only be called a stronghold, and it is not even a branch.

Far away in the suburbs of Tokyo, a small manor built of all wood is even less luxurious than the farmhouse in China.

"Mr. Luo." The Chinese in charge made Luo Yan a little uncomfortable: "Is the person in charge of SHIELD in Japan, Tsukamoto Ichiro."

"Hello." Luo Yan nodded and said hello.

"The director has given the order and let me cooperate with all the actions of Mr. Tsumamoto expressed his position.

"Go and blow up the city government." Luo Yan stopped.

"Sir must be joking." A little cold sweat broke out on Tsukamoto's forehead.

"So, don't say so much, leave some room for yourself and let you blow up the city government, of course it is impossible... I just remind you that you don't want me to let you do things when I really let you do things." Luo Yan took the lead as soon as he came.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Luo Yan is now an American.

Americans are fathers in Japan. Luo Yan thinks that his American identity is of some kind or more useful?

It is still satisfying to pretend to be a tiger.

Tsukamoto is a declining samurai, not a masterless ronin.

The object of his loyalty was Nick Fury.

A ancestral samurai sword is also within the absorbable range of the system and is covered with dust. I don’t know how long it took to try it.

Luo Yan even wondered if the knife had rust.

"Is this your knife?"

"I have been sealing the knife for a long time." Tsukamoto grinned, a little dazed: "I was twelve years old when I was drawing the knife last time, and I am now thirty-six."

"You are not a qualified swordsman." Poppy was a little disdainful of this person.

"Uh...well." Tsukamoto was slightly stunned, then nodded: "I use a knife."

Poppy didn't want to talk for a moment, and even wanted to take out his hammer.

It was rare to see Bobby get defeated. Luo Yan was very happy to pull Bobby's pigtails and asked the owner of the knife: "Although it is a bit abrupt, can I see it?"

"There is nothing wrong, it's just that the famous sword has a spirit, and it doesn't get its recognition..."

"Thorn." Luo Yan wiped the dust off the knife and pulled it out: "Hey, isn't this knife rusted yet? It's been more than 20 years...What did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly~"

"Ha...hehe... nothing." Tsukamoto Ichiro kept silent: "Sir, like this knife?"

"dislike."

"Since that's the case, then I'll use this knife... Hum? Don't like it?" Tsukamoto Ichiro raised his eyebrows with a slight brow, as if he had heard some huge joke.

The knife was returned to the sheath, and Luo Yan placed the knife on the knife holder.

"I don't like cold weapons." Luo Yan shook his head: "If there is a rocket launcher, prepare one for me and don't let me carry it on the plane."

Tsukamoto:...

After a long journey, Luo Yan decided to rest for one night and then leave the Shizhitian family the next day.

In the room, Bobby sat cross-legged opposite Luo Yan: "That's a good knife. I could sense that there was a sword spirit inside, but I don't know why... I suddenly lost the breath of the sword spirit."

Luo Yan's eyes shaking around: "Who knows, maybe I'll go out for a walk."

"Summoner, you must be the one who made it." Poppy looked at Luo Yan squintly. Will this guy who plucked his hair easily let go of a magic weapon?

Luo Yan kept silent, and Poppy had no choice but to do anything to him.

Tsukamoto knelt in front of the knife in the middle of the night.

I always feel that today's sword seems to lack a bit of evil spirit.

He grabbed the hilt of the knife that he had never had the courage to touch for more than 20 years. He pulled out the long sword, but he no longer had the aura that made him tremble back then.

The secret technique of the family inheritance clan was activated, and the sword only shook three times, and there was no movement again.

"That's good." Tsukamoto smiled bitterly and returned the sword to the sheath.

Since learning to meditate, Luo Yan never sleeps at night.

But today he sat cross-legged here, but he couldn't get into the state.

The reason is nothing special, it is because of the knife just now.

The knife has a name called Tongzi Qi'an Gang, which became famous all over the world because of killing the famous boy who swallowed wine.

But I don't know why it appears here.

The sword slashed the wine-swallowing boy, but imprisoned the wine-swallowing boy's soul in the blade, using this as the sword spirit, and its power will be further improved.

The moment I drew my sword, the sword spirit sent a message saying that I had already recognized myself as my leader.

The Divine Weapon believes that he is the main one, which is a good thing. Luo Yan thinks that he will finally stop paddling.

But the lol system emerged at this time and directly sucked the wine-swallowing boy... and the essence has not been returned yet.

More importantly, this boy, Qi'an Gang, also became a simple and sharp blade, and even his original spirituality was completely lost.

Luo Yan felt heartbroken and felt that he had lost 100 million yuan.

A system that cheats.

Luo Yan, who was sad, suddenly realized a little difference.

It seems that something is more in the summoner's skills.

Among the activation options for eleven summoner skills, another one was called charm, which was a strong interest in the opposite sex, and had a hidden effect on virginity.

Moreover, this charm does not require magic power, and it is passive. The triggering condition is just to drink a sip of wine. The better the quality of the wine, the stronger the effect.

"You must be playing with me, system!"

Luo Yan cannot stick to alcohol. Once, in order to know what kind of lunatic he would become after drinking, he secretly installed a camera in the room.

Everything recorded made him completely cut off his idea of ​​drinking.

Thinking of the legend of the boy swallowing wine, this guy often becomes a handsome guy to seduce beautiful women, and then eats the beautiful women's breasts. He is simply a pervert.

Japan recognizes a lot of perverts, and the monsters that are born are also perverts.

A useless summoner skill~

However, Luo Yan had a vague guess in his mind. Since the boy who swallowed the wine could obtain a summoner skill, if he swallowed other monsters himself...

The Japanese demon swords... Luo Yan was ready to go and fell into deep meditation.

Wake up the next day.

Luo Yan is very terrible.

Tsukamoto died, and died peacefully.

The boy kneeling in front of his family, Che An Gang, committed suicide by separatism.

Luo Yan called Ludan Hero: "Director Fury, Tsukamoto committed suicide."

"Why?" Fury was shocked.

"He has a knife, and he insisted on giving it to me yesterday." Luo Yan looked at the sky speechlessly: "But I didn't want it, so I helped him get the evil spirit of the knife..."
To be continued...