The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 302 Dirty Shoes

Tokyo, Saitama Prefecture.

The Third Research Institute is located here, surrounded by mountains.

In this golden autumn season, everything presents a withered posture, and the yellow leaves cannot bear the loneliness, go with the autumn wind, are ruthlessly thrown away, and finally fall on the soil.

The Institute is walled on all sides and has a spacious courtyard in the center of which sits a three-story rectangular building.

Two sentries stood guard at the gate.

Zhibo stayed in the monitoring room wholeheartedly, looking at the surrounding pictures, with a machine gun and two ammunition boxes beside him.

This prosthetic skeleton was constructed according to the highest human standards.

Fighting Xu is vulnerable, carrying two ammunition boxes and carrying a machine gun is still possible.

Fullbringers are not Void and Death, they are human beings who can see, as long as they are aimed correctly, machine guns can still shatter their bodies.

Nothing unusual today.

Zhibo Yixin stretched his waist, and a voice came from the intercom, "Yixin, come to my office."

"Oh."

Zhibo replied with all his heart, stood up from his seat, left the monitoring room, walked to the opposite door a few steps, and stretched out his hand to twist the doorknob.

Masaki Kurosaki stood by the table.

Keichi Kimura sat on the swivel chair and said, "Just now, the higher-ups said that we should transfer the full-emergence practitioners to the new research institute."

"I declined. The Fullbringers should come over in person soon."

Zhibo Yixin frowned and said, "What if they use the forces of the Self-Defense Forces or the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"Don't worry, Fullbringers don't want to expose themselves to the public. In their eyes, I am an ant that can be crushed to death."

Keiichi Kimura was not worried about that possibility, he crossed his fingers and said, "I'm only worried about one thing, whether you can deal with the Fullman here, and whether the Death Captain can support here in time?"

Kurosaki Masaki blinked and said: "No problem, just a phone call away, don't rush to call, wait until the situation is wrong."

If you guess wrong, or if you can handle it, you don't need to bother Shiraishi.

If it doesn't work, call again, with that person's speed, you can come in time.

Kimura Jing nodded and said: "Okay, you hide at the door, I think the performer may come here pretending to be someone from a certain department."

"Ah."

Kurosaki Masaki and Shiba turned and left here with one heart.

Kimura Jing's eyes darkened slightly, and the transfer order was issued by the Prime Minister, with the approval of the Chief Cabinet Secretary and the Minister of State.

It is equivalent to those in power on both sides of the light and dark making unanimous decisions.

Are Fullbringers hiding so deeply?

Or is it the ability to manipulate the prime minister and ministers?
If so, it's really scary.

Keiichi Kimura leaned back, took out a chocolate bar, tore open the package, and took a bite.

Do your best, do everything you can, and it's up to them whether they succeed or fail.

Ten minutes passed quietly.

A black car ushered in outside the institute, the sentry did not shoot, and the license plate was exclusive to cabinet ministers.

The special car approached, and the sentry outside stepped forward and said respectfully, "May I ask what you want?"

"This is a document signed by the Chief Cabinet Secretary. Now all affairs of this institute are entrusted to me, Jack Tristan."

The car window rolled down, revealing a foreign woman sitting in the back seat, with brown skin and short hair that covered her ears.

She was wearing a black military cap with a transparent silk scarf hanging from the brim, covering the right half of her face.

Let her ordinary appearance add a bit of charm, with a white fluffy scarf around her neck, and her chest is in line with people's impression of foreigners' development, which is very plump.

What surprised the sentinel was that this man seemed to be wearing black suspender stockings outside his white trousers, and it seemed that he even put his shoes in.

Avant-garde art?
The sentinel couldn't understand it, but felt that this woman dressed like this really made people want to press her to the ground.

Probably this is the reason why he was able to hold important positions beside the cabinet ministers at a young age.

The sentinel felt very sorry, he had one more person under him, otherwise he wouldn't have stayed here as a soldier, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Open the door."

The iron door opened slowly, and the special car continued to move forward.

The moment he passed the door, Tristan suddenly sensed that something was wrong, he kicked hard, and with a bang, he jumped directly out of the roof of the car.

The orange-haired girl split the car into two parts with a single punch.

Tristan turned over and landed on the ground, "Trap..."

Before the special car exploded, the driver opened the door and hurriedly ran outside.

The sentry who came to his senses quickly aimed his gun at the driver and Tristan.

"Everyone back down!"

Zhibo stood at the door wholeheartedly, loudly stopping the stupid behavior of the two sentries.

Tristan kicked hard, and the air wave formed by the sonic boom exploded.

Masaki Kurosaki was still looking ahead, when someone appeared behind her and kicked her with her right foot.

boom!
With a loud bang, the gray-blue floor shattered, and the soil underneath was also turned up by a huge force, forming a wave of soil several meters high.

Kurosaki Masaki got out of the dirt wave, tapped his feet on the ground twice, and then regained his footing, his eyes were full of joy, "Great, it seems that I can handle you enough."

Tristan stepped on the dust, and water flowed from the strap-shaped long shoes, turning the sand and dust on the ground into mud, making the shoes even dirtier.

Her full manifestation ability is Dirty Shoes, as the name suggests, the dirtier the shoes, the stronger the kicks.

"I'm really underestimated, little girl, judging by your fighting style, you are a Quincy master, right? Why do you want to help humans?"

"To prevent your actions."

Masaki Kurosaki replied, "I don't want to be your enemy."

"Haha, while talking about stopping us, at the same time saying that you don't want to be our enemy, let you finish all the good and bad things by yourself."

Tristan sneered, still dirtying her shoes with her feet, to exert more force.

Kurosaki Masaki explained: "The people who drove the void to the present world want to kill you to achieve a certain purpose. In order to prevent that from happening, I hope everyone can unite."

"ridiculous."

Tristan didn't want to continue listening to the little girl's nonsense, so he kicked his feet.

Kurosaki Masaki couldn't avoid it, so he directly used the static blood equipment to defend.

Tristan made a note of the chop.

boom!
The entire research institute shook, the floor cracked and cracked, and the two sentinels with guns threw a dog to eat shit, knocking out several teeth, and the pain was so painful that his mouth was full of blood.

Tristan's eyes widened, and he said in astonishment: "Impossible, you can actually take this move with your body?"

Masaki Kurosaki grinned, grabbed her feet, transformed from the static blood costume into the dynamic blood costume, and swung her up on the spot.

A powerful whirlwind rose around and rolled up the dust. Tristan couldn't resist, and the invisible wind turned into chains to restrain her movement.

Then, Kurosaki Masaki tossed the person high into the sky. She gathered spirit particles in her left hand to form a long bow, pulled it away with her right hand, and shot out a sacred arrow of destruction.

　ps: Thanks for the reward from the colorless king

　　
　
(End of this chapter)