I can't be invincible through Tokyo

Chapter 44 It's not that you don't work hard enough (read more)

Yuan Zhiai made a phone call immediately afterwards. Although she felt that this matter had nothing to do with her, she always felt that there might be a big secret in Qiao Shuya's native family.

Even this secret is related to why Qiao Shuya is so strong, and why his identity is so strange in the Watchmen Association in Tokyo.

"Hey, help me find a woman named 'Wei Ning', she should have died two years ago, I need to know her information, especially related to the Watchmen Association." Yuan Zhiai turned to the other end of the phone Said bluntly.

But on the other side was a lazy male voice, who seemed to have just woken up, and seemed too lazy to move, saying: "My stupid sister, you don't even want to call me brother."

"Don't waste my time with your rotten mouth."

"Okay, okay, I'll look for it, use the information in the family, wait for a few minutes..." The other end of the phone did not hang up, but was silent for a few minutes, and then the male voice came again ,

"I checked, and there is only one person with this name in the entire 11th district, and her information is...top secret!"

The voice on the phone made Yuan Zhiai frowned for a moment. The filing of this top-secret information made the identity of this woman sail into an unknown abyss.

"But the family's intelligence network can confirm that the woman is really dead. Two years ago, the entire human federation counterattacked the subspace, and an S-class female watchman died. The time is basically right. Come on." On the other side of the phone, the man's voice continued.

"I understand." After saying this, Loli JK rudely hung up the phone, which was completely different from when she was in contact with Qiao Shuya.

It is enough to investigate here, she knows how to measure, if she continues to investigate, there may be consequences beyond her control.

"Dong dong dong!" There was a sudden knock on the door, Yuan Zhi'ai's expression changed instantly, and at the same time she felt guilty.

"We're ready to set off quickly. There's news from the Metropolitan Police Department that the person possessed by a strange demon has appeared at the pier of Oedo." Qiao Shuya's voice came from outside the door.

"Hi!"

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On the edge of the pier, a sloppy uncle was holding a large bag of potato chips in his hand, which weighed about a catty.

On the other side, is a large bottle of 2 liters of soda.

He just looked at the waves in the distance calmly, ate a potato chip in his hand from time to time, and took a big gulp of soda when he was thirsty.

"Ando-chan, you like field battles, so we'll choose to be at the beach today..."

"You're such a scumbag."

"Don't you just like this bite..."

The voices of two lovers flirting came, but they saw that the place they had chosen was occupied by a slovenly homeless man.

"What a pity, let's go..."

The couple left as if they were hiding from disgusting bugs, and they kept saying disgusting words, as if they were ruining their elegance.

It's just a tramp in Tokyo. In such a metropolis, such people are not uncommon.

"Look, why does his man with arms and legs become a homeless man? Is he so lazy? At least the wages for unloading goods at the dock are quite a lot." The girl asked her boyfriend beside her.

"Shh, keep your voice down, isn't it because he was lazy, refused to work, and didn't work hard enough, so he became a homeless man. In Tokyo, as long as you are willing to work, how can you not make money?" The boy also said.

The two laughed and left the dock.

And Ichiro Hirata just silently took another gulp of Coke, without even turning his head.

No one would know that a few days ago, he was still a middle-level manager who could earn tens of thousands of joint coins a month, at least more than 70% of the social animals in this Tokyo, but he didn't know why he was short in a few days It became like this.

Maybe it's because I didn't work hard enough. If I could work hard enough to sleep on the floor in the company, maybe that incident wouldn't happen to me.

Thinking like this, he slowly ate the potato chips in his hand.

"Is there no other meaning in your life? Don't you have other desires?"

But Hirata Ichiro didn't respond at all, he still just ate potato chips on his own, as if he didn't hear the temptation coming from his body.

The sea breeze blows, at least for him, the taste of this potato chips and sea breeze is the same as when he was a child.

"Hey, don't you have any desires! Just like the person who laughed at you just now, insulting her in front of that man, isn't it very pleasant to see the man's pain and remorse?" The voice inside seemed broken Guarded.

"I want to finish a whole bag of potato chips at the pier..." Hirata Ichiro just said so.

"No, I mean, desire! Do you not have such a desire to become a king, turn women all over the world into your back garden, and kill all those who look down on you?"

"I just want to finish this big bottle of Coke..." He unscrewed the bottle cap again and poured the soda that hadn't run out of bubbles into his mouth.

Then, I picked up the potato chips again and faced the sunset, as if I was enjoying the last moment of my life.

"The big bottle of Coke I bought has never been finished. Either I have no time to drink it at home, or it was taken away by the cleaner before the company finished it." He said calmly, dirty His hands were covered with oil stains from the potato chips.

He seemed to be talking to his split other half, and he didn't know if the other side could understand.

At this time, there was an untimely "da da da" sound, which was the sound of shoes stepping on the wooden boards of the pier.

A white man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a priest's robe came here. He took out a portrait in his hand, and his face was full of vigilance and vigilance.

"Yimo Hirata Ichiro, you are over, maybe I have one last question, why choose to kill that girl brutally, but let other enemies go, including the group who blocked you in the alley All the scumbags who were beaten up chose to let go?" the priest asked, but he was on guard.

"I just want to finish the snack in my hand..." He turned around slowly.

But at this moment, the priest took a step back suddenly, his muscles tensed.

Because of this tramp-like person, there are no eyes in the pupils at this time, but one or two flower buds made of flesh and blood grow out.

The trembling flesh core in the flower bud seemed to be staring at him like this.

The holy book in the priest's hand was turned without wind, and the light of the cross reflected on him, and he immediately shouted: "Transform!"

Pale golden patterns covered the priest's robe, and a large scepter appeared in his hand.

"Holy Light, the evil in front is worth fighting!" Layer after layer of BUFF was reinforced on the priest...

(End of this chapter)