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Chapter 221

"vomit……"

Sada Mai's vomiting sound attracted Mizuno's sight.

I saw Sada Mai holding the wall, her little face pale, and her mouth was almost vomiting.

Eat badly, have a fever, or?

"Is it okay?" Mizuno's pupils stood up, and sweat came out of his palms.

Sada Mai was about to vomit, which had nothing to do with him...it shouldn't have anything to do with it, probably, it was almost the same.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Sada Mai waved her hand, looking so weak that she didn't even want to say something, "You... take a look."

She shivered and handed her phone to Mizuno. The screen of the phone was a clip of an online program.

【Heisei's worst broadcast accident in history】

The title at the beginning is so sensational.

The news about islanders is that they like to make these eye-catching things, and they also get a hit with Heisei.

【I am Wang Jiang desu ~ Meow】

【You guys are all so bad~】

In the video, a Vtb "ticks his head and poses", and his voice makes Mizuno get goose bumps all over his body. What he can't accept the most is this disgusting coquettish voice.

Suddenly the camera turned and the scene of the accident was broadcast directly. Because it was an online program, I simply didn't even play the mosaic.

"..." Mizuno pushed his hand away like a ghost, "Is this Miyu Kahara's brother, Shiho Kahara?"

It turns out that Shiba Kaora suddenly made a lot of money because of this reason. Should it be said that the money of otaku is easy to make, or should it be said that Shiba has the talent to deceive men. And this guy should have just been released, but it caused such news. Now, it would definitely be a social death for ordinary people.

"It's really... Thank you, Miyu, Gohara."

White beast eared girl.

Sora Mizuno discovered that the Vtb who was in the cross-dressing scene at Shiho Kaora looked very familiar, and it seemed that the image of Haruyama was wearing a pain shirt.

No, Haruanda suffered too.

“…”

When Mizuno thought of the scene where Haruyama was also obsessed with Shiho Kaora, he couldn't help but shivered.

This is death when you see the light.

Mizuno put his phone aside and looked at the small dolls he carved on the table. The materials were made of wood and paper, all of which were exquisite Japanese dolls, but it was precisely because of the exquisiteness that the doll looked even more weird and terrifying.

“It’s very subtle…”

My current situation is very similar to that of the previous ones, and I will die immediately after seeing the light.

The government will treat Mesa, the little witch, and even many forces to compete for the defender Wuxiong. In addition to coveting the supernatural ability, another reason is that it is afraid of the powerful supernatural forces. Whether it is the defender or Mesai Ito, there are quite a few supernatural forces behind it.

Go to the rat and avoid being afraid of the weapon.

But when the other party discovers that the so-called supernatural abilities are all produced by himself, and the so-called supernatural forces are all illusions he blew up...

Mizuno wouldn't let such a thing happen, absolutely not.

The Misha and the other two were the dolls he controlled. The more chaotic the situation, the more he had the chance to take advantage of the situation.

It seems that the guards are being attracted by Kansai, but he is still a little bit unaware of the situation. Kansai and Tokyo have already shown signs of inconsistent relations. Although it is just a small Mars, Mizuno's purpose is to ignite this Mars as much as possible, and the more powerful it is, the better it is.

When the situation is chaotic to a certain extent, he will try to use some agents to walk to the front of the stage to contact various forces, such as the gods of which force, the gods walking on the ground, as gods, it is not too much to ask mortals for something?

If you have the powerful ability to die together like nuclear weapons, why should you be left with your hands?

Mizuno breathed a sigh of relief, and the carved doll slowly walked under the chakra thread. The doll stepped on the spread textbook map, and spiral folds were pressed out of the middle of Honshu Island.

Due to the length of the chakra thread, these dolls can only leave the Mizuno at most about 100 meters away, but fortunately, they have clones carrying chakra and crows.

"Let me add another fire."

…………

Chiba Prefecture, Uraya City.

A man who was chased by a cat and a mouse finally fell to the ground with exhaustion. He supported his arms in horror and retreated: "I, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Is there anything else I want to say?"

Meisha stood in the room, and the bone spurs stretched out from her left arm and gently pressed against the man's forehead.

The sharp bone spurs cut his forehead, and blood dripped down in a line.

The man was wearing a mask and a torn jacket, and he could not tell at all that he was once a very energetic figure.

He still doesn't know why he was chased. Although he was from the Matsuye Society, he was responsible for Edogawa District. He doesn't remember any enemies he had messed with. Moreover, he is just a small cadre and can't even go to the annual meeting.

The colleagues in the group were found killed one after another. They gathered together to fight and even called the police, but nothing was heard of. They were once full of energy and didn't even know who was chasing behind them, as if they had entered a man-eating night.

"I, call... and say it to my wife and daughter, is that OK..." He begged in a humble tone.

The man finally saw the "enemy" who killed many colleagues. The other party was a monster, a man-eating monster... More than a dozen colleagues holding swords were cut off by the monster in half.

"Try it."

Mesa stared at her eyes.

"Thank you... Thank you." The fleeing man kowtowed and thanked him. With tears in his eyes, he trembled and called the familiar phone number with his hands.

"Dou,Dou,Dou."

"Hey, hello, here is..."

In order to escape, he had already changed his cell phone number.

"It's me, it's dad..."

"Puff!"

The bone spurs were inserted into the middle of his eyebrows and then penetrated from the middle of his eyebrows. Blood dripped from the tip of the bone spurs, and tears were still in his eyes, and a smile had just erupted in the corner of his mouth.

The phone fell to the ground with a bang.

"Hey, dad, hey, hey..."

Meisha pulled out the bone spurs and wiped off the blood from the bones with her cuffs while walking. She had already agreed to the other party's request to call.

"..." Yuna, who was standing beside her, sighed and made way for Misa neatly.

No matter how many times she looked at it, she still couldn't get used to Mesa's - cruelty, and she would never get used to it for the rest of her life.

She is from Amerika, a mixed-race island girl. She works in the CIA. She never dreamed that after being sent to her father's motherland, she actually took over such a hot potato. The embarrassing identity of a mixed-race child has become a bridge between the intelligence agencies of the two countries. There are many mixed-race bridges like him, and only a few who can be sent to the supernatural side.

After looking at the phone that was constantly asking questions, Kunna wandered around for half a second and followed Meisha's footsteps.

What can she do? She is just a helpless little employee.

The sound on the phone has changed from surprise to heart-wrenching crying.
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