Knight Asylum

There are cases where when the Zerg beings copy humans, they are influenced by the other party's overly strong obsession and forget that they are Zerg. However, there is no such case for the Phantom Demons. They never have. They awaken in despair and are born from wreckage. They have no past emotions and are indifferent to those memories. Some have even simply forgotten them.

Now, a phantom demon has returned to her former family and become a good daughter.

"Do you hope this is fake?"

"To tell a mother who has just started to face life that her daughter is dead?"

Reid's fingers holding the phone tightened little by little, and the alien insect that copied Saori Takamizawa appeared before his eyes again.

"I say...what should I do if I'm serious? If I really want to be a filial daughter, what should you do?"

"Then - I will bless you. If you have any trouble, you can call me and I will help you as much as possible."

Hamamura Midori, who didn't expect Reid to answer so straightforwardly, fell into silence, and after a long while she burst into laughter.

"Brother, you are such a strange person. Don't forget your date the day after tomorrow~"

Chapter 157: Go and invite Hideichi Kitaoka!

"Red, is there something on your mind?"

Red paused and looked up. Xiao Xing, who was sitting opposite him, was looking at him with concern.

"Is it because of helping me that the people of Selvi Tuliari have any objection?"

"No, actually, it's something else." Red shook his head, temporarily putting Hamamura Midori's matter behind him, and glanced at the store door with a sign saying "Suspended Business". "Xiao Xing, actually, you don't have to suspend business."

"It's okay. My family's flower shop is not a famous one. We rely on a few regular customers to maintain the business." Xiao Xing counted with her ten fingers in front of her and smiled shyly. "It was just a hobby. I'm really happy that someone appreciates it."

Red subconsciously glanced at the flowers that Xiaoxing was growing around him.

From a commodity perspective, the flowers that Xiao Xing cultivates are unqualified. They are not rare species, nor are they artificially cultivated. They are not showy or lush at all. They look very thin and very much like wild flowers in the forest. They seem very rare in [S·L], which is famous for its splendor. Of course, this rarity is not a compliment.

You should know that in [S·L] wild flowers can even move, walk, and even go to bed with people.

Is there really someone in [S·L] who would buy such ordinary flowers? If there really is, he probably won't forget it.

Outside the flower shop, Mitsuru Sano was biting his thumb and staring hesitantly at the door of the flower shop with a sign that said "Closed for Business".

The door of Xiaoxing Flower Shop was not a traditional transparent glass door, but a combination of wooden fences and glass, giving it a farmhouse feel. So he couldn't see what was going on inside even if he tried his best to stick his head out. However, according to his younger brother, Red had come here more than ten minutes ago, and after more than ten minutes, it seemed that everything he could do had been done almost perfectly.

"Boss, how long are you going to stand there?" the younger brother standing behind Sano Mitsuru couldn't help but complain, "She's just a flower girl, and the store is so small."

"You don't understand—"

Sano Mitsuru waved his hand impatiently.

Xiao Xing is his white moonlight, not just a flower girl. But now his white moonlight is being oppressed by the powerful, and he can only watch from the side. Don't worry about how aggrieved he must be.

"Boss, I don't know what you're thinking, but you're rich, right? What problems can a flower girl encounter? They're nothing more than business licenses, taxes, and the like," Sano Man's younger brother complained, his hands resting behind his head. "These are all problems that can be solved with money, Boss, you can even just find her a better store."

Sano Mitsuru, with a worried look on his face, was startled for a moment, turned his head to look at the younger brother who had just given him advice, and blinked again.

Yes!

Bai Yueguang is Bai Yueguang, Xiao Xing opened a flower shop, and his identity as a florist would not change. Just like his younger brother said, what problems could a florist encounter? Not all of them could be solved with money. Now, what he lacked the least was money.

Thinking of this, Sano Mitsuru immediately raised his head and chest, full of confidence.

Seeing that their boss finally got the idea, the younger brothers nodded in satisfaction.

However, Sano was full of confidence and collapsed in less than two seconds.

"But the other party is Servi... Turia... Can money really solve the problem? Moreover, if Red knew how we got the money, we would lose it."

Many of the younger brothers hesitated.

Sano Mitsuru's question did hit the nail on the head. They just had money but no power. Moreover, this money was considered dirty money in front of Servier Turia. If Servier Turia found out, not only would they lose their money, but they might also have to go to jail.

But as a younger brother, how can I follow the boss and criticize him when he is backing down?

They could see that Sano Mitsuru really wanted to seduce the woman named Xiao Xing.

"But we can ask other people for help, for example, for example... Mr. Asakura Akatsuki!" A younger brother suggested, "Isn't he from the famous Takamizawa Group? Ask them to help find some reliable people to solve the problem of this flower shop."

"This... seems to be the truth!"

After thinking for a while, Sano Mitsuru's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and dial the number Asakura Akatsuki left him. After a pause of twenty seconds, the call was connected, and Asakura Akatsuki's somewhat low voice came from the phone.

"It's me, what's going on?"

Sano Mitsuru blinked his eyes. What came from the phone was not only Asakura Akatsuki's voice, but also the noise of someone else.

[Shinji! Hurry up and think of a solution! If this continues, my newspaper will be ruined! ]

[I know, I know! Hey! Asakura! Don’t go too far, you bastard! Ugh——it hurts——you bastard! Don’t throw the bowl around!]

Although I don't know how it happened, it seems that Asakura Akatsuki is in the newspaper office.

There were some other noises afterwards, but it seemed that Asakura Akatsuki was paying attention to the quiet places, so the noises became louder and louder.

Sano Mitsuru thought for a moment and suddenly realized, "Mr. Asakura, are you being interviewed in a newspaper? A celebrity like you should have been interviewed and published in the newspaper a long time ago. You must be a role model for many people. It's great. I want to be like you."

As the saying goes, flattery can wear out a thousand holes, but it is the hard life of having to read people's faces that has made Sano Mitsuru develop a set of skills in judging people, so he could tell at a glance that Asakura Akira was the type of person who liked to be told that he was a good person, and no one would dislike flattery.

Unless the flattery comes at the wrong time.

"Is there anything wrong?" Asakura Xiao's voice suddenly rose, sounding extremely irritated.

The terrifying, violent sound was like a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness being stimulated, no longer sneaking around but suddenly launching a deadly attack.

Sano Mitsuru was frightened by Asakura Akatsuki's sudden temper, as if he had become a different person. His original smugness was swept away and he began to test the waters cautiously.

"Um--Mr. Asakura, are you okay?"

After a brief silence, Asakura Xiao slowly spoke, "What's the matter?"

Although he was no longer irritable, Sano Mitsuru could still sense the irritation in him, so he did not dare to tell the truth directly. However, if he paused for too long, it might irritate the other party.

Unconsciously, in Sano Man's mind, Asakura Akatsuki had become a dangerous guy who was not to be trifled with.

After a brief brainstorming session, Sano Mitsuru came up with a solution.

"It's like this, Mr. Asakura. Selvi Tulia is much more difficult to deal with than I thought! Although some problems can be solved with money, as you know, it's not easy for Selvi Tulia to notice the money we have. So, Mr. Asakura, can you recommend some people who are good at handling this kind of thing to me? Of course! If you are busy now, Mr. Asakura-"

Because he was scared, all Sano wanted to do was to finish the call quickly. But before he could finish his words, a name rang in his ears.

"Kitaoka Hideichi."

"Eh?"

"Kitaoka Shuichi, an ace lawyer who even Selvi Turia can't handle. If you have enough money, he can solve all your problems."

Chapter 158: Beast Gang

If Daisuke Okubo had to find an animal to describe Asakura Takeshi, it would only be a snake.

No matter whether it was boiling hot instant noodles or lemons with the skin still on, Asakura Takeshi swallowed all the food into his mouth without any sense of taste or pain. He simply chewed it twice and swallowed it down. His appetite was amazing. In just a short while, he finished several servings of food prepared by the entire ORE newspaper.

Of course, if possible, Okubo Daisuke would rather describe Asakura Takeshi as a beast, because Asakura Takeshi is really a bastard, with an arrogant attitude. Not only did he take his place, but he also didn't know the basic etiquette of eating from someone and taking from someone. He didn't pay any attention to their questions, and just now he threw a bowl of instant noodles at them. Although! From the situation, it seems more like Asakura Takeshi threw the bowl of instant noodles away, and they walked over and were hit by it, but!

Does it matter?

This is not important at all. The trash can was right next to Asakura Takeshi's feet, why did he throw it there randomly!

Okubo Daisuke took a deep breath and looked at Asakura Takeshi with a firm gaze.

ORE newspaper is already in a mess because of Asakura Takeshi. As the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, he must step up and take charge of the situation!

"Shinji, you go ahead."

"Eh? Is it me?!" Shinji Shirodo widened his eyes.

"That's nonsense! You brought him back! Find a way for me. Also, this guy's expenses will be deducted from your salary!"

“Hey——Why is this happening!”

Shinji Shirodo wailed and lowered his head, then staggered towards Asakura Takeshi. Before he got close, he heard a noisy shouting and cursing coming from downstairs.

"Asakura Wei, are you here?!"

"Get out of here!"

As soon as he heard someone calling him downstairs, Asakura Takeshi immediately raised his eyebrows, exclaimed, stood up suddenly and walked slowly to the window. Shirodo Shinji and Okubo Daisuke also hurried over and stuck their heads out. Downstairs, several thugs with bandages on their heads were hitting the ground with steel pipes with a fierce look, and behind them stood a three-type white tiger humanoid monster with a height of more than two meters, and behind the white tiger monster there were dozens of beast-shaped monsters, and all kinds of guns and ammunition were tied to their strong bodies. Obviously, this was the source of their confidence.

Soon, a gangster noticed Asakura Takeshi with his upper body sticking out and immediately stood up, pointing at him and shouting.

"Boss! It's him! Just like what he said on the phone! He is hiding here!"

The white tiger monster, who was called the boss by the gangsters, immediately raised his head and looked at Asakura Takeshi.

He felt unhappy that a mere human dared to look at him as if he were his prey.

"Hey - haven't you heard of the Beast Gang!"

As soon as he heard about the Beast Gang, Daisuke Okubo's face darkened. The excitement of [S·L] has long transcended the normal human society. With monsters running rampant, the law is like the last fig leaf of human society. If you don't hold on to it, no one can remove it. But you have to accept the wanton darkness in it, including all kinds of evil forces composed of humans and monsters.

Robbery, reselling illegal goods, conducting experiments that violate international law, and all kinds of evil deeds that can be imagined and cannot be imagined are done with ease.

The Beast Gang is the most brutal among them. In order to seize territory, they can engage in gunfights in the streets without any scruples. Even if the protection fee is paid on time, they will tear the opponent to pieces on the spot just because they want to do so.

And such a terrifying evil force is now blocking the downstairs of the studio they rented.

Now it’s not just a question of the landlord terminating their rental contract; they might just be stuck here today!

But there is still hope. The Beast Gang is looking for Asakura Takeshi, not the ORE newspaper. As long as they hand Asakura Takeshi over, they will be fine.

Okubo Daisuke held the edge of the window tightly with his fingers and turned his eyes away without saying a word.

"Wow - interesting -"

The White Tiger Monster's introduction of himself not only did not scare Asakura Takeru, but even made Asakura Takeru's blood boil for the first time in a long time. Although this excitement was accompanied by noise that made him irritated, it didn't matter, as he could immediately end this noise in a more satisfying way.

Asakura Takeshi stood up with his left hand on the edge of the window, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

In the crowded crowd, Asakura Akatsuki put his cell phone into his pocket and looked quietly at Asakura Takeshi who was about to jump directly from the window.

But before Asakura Takeshi could jump down, a hand reached out from behind Asakura Takeshi and heavily grabbed his shoulder. A fool's face squeezed into Asakura Takeshi's field of vision, and an anxious shout tore through the harsh noise.

"Hey! Asakura, are you crazy?!"

"You are such an annoying guy - go away!"

Asakura Takeshi shook off Shirodo Shinji's hand, supported himself on the window with his hands, raised his feet and rubbed them on the edge of the platform, ready to jump out, but before he jumped, a pair of strong arms stretched out from behind and grabbed his waist.

"Asakura, you bastard! Calm down! I've already called for help!"

Daisuke Okubo, who was standing aside, raised his hand in the direction of Shinji Shirodo.

No one could come out to help them at this time. They were the Beast Gang, the most ferocious and weird gang. They would engage in street fights and rob banks every now and then. Even at this point, the Beast Gang had no intention of being wiped out, and they were even getting bigger and bigger.

[Shinji, leave this guy alone]

Looking at Shinji Shirodo who was trying hard to drag Asakura Takeru back, Okubo Daisuke raised his hand, but it was as if a pair of invisible hands were pinching his neck and he could not say those words.

"Senior! Help me! This guy is so strong! We can't let him go to die!"

At this moment, Shinji Shirodo, who was dragging Asakura Takeshi, shouted in the direction of Okubo Daisuke.

The corners of Okubo Daisuke's mouth twitched violently, and after shaking for a while, he stepped forward and grabbed Asakura Takeshi's shoulders.

"Ah--Shinji, you bastard!"

Even Asakura Takeshi couldn't wrestle with two adults in this situation. The stalemate lasted less than three seconds before Asakura Takeshi lost his strength and was pulled down. Okubo Daisuke immediately pinned Asakura Takeshi, who wanted to struggle, under him. After looking at the pinned Asakura Takeshi and then out the window, Shirodo Shinji gritted his teeth, turned around and rushed out.

“Hey! Shinji, what do you want to do? Don’t be impulsive! Damn it—Nanako! Help me!”

Nanako Shimada, who was originally OMO, blinked her eyes, hesitated for a moment, then quickly ran over and sat on the back of Daisuke Okubo, which almost gave Daisuke Okubo a stitch in the side.

“Ahem——Nanako, what have you eaten recently? Why are you so——”

Without waiting for Okubo Daisuke to finish speaking, Shimada Nanako took out a pencil and put it against Okubo Daisuke's neck, adjusting her glasses with her right hand, looking extremely cold.

"Editor, if you keep talking, this pencil will stick into your neck."

Chapter 159: Catching the Bullet with Bare Hands

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

Cold sweat streamed down Shinji Shirodo's forehead. Although he was only a trainee reporter, he had lived in [S·L] for so many years and knew some [common sense] that everyone should know. Once involved in a fight among weird thugs like the Beast Gang, losing limbs was the lightest and also the luckiest scenario. In most cases, there would not even be corpses to collect, not to mention that they had now become the target of the Beast Gang.

The best way is to hand over Asakura Takeshi so that they can keep things quiet.

Rushing out of the building and facing the aggressive and brutal monsters from the Beast Gang, Shinji Shirodo's fingers trembled uncontrollably and his heart felt like it was being strangled by a pair of invisible big hands.

But if Asakura Takeshi was handed over to the Beast Gang, Asakura Takeshi would definitely die, and he would die after being severely tortured.

Shinji Shirodo recognized that the people with bandages on their heads were the hooligans who had been beaten up by Asakura Takeshi before. No matter how he thought about it, it was Asakura Takeshi's fault who took the initiative to provoke and beat people. Asakura Takeshi should be held responsible for this matter, such as paying compensation, apologizing, etc. Although he felt that Asakura Takeshi had nothing to do with these two words, he would make Asakura Takeshi do so even if he was forced.