Tokyo: My superpowers are updated every week

"Xia Hua, sometimes I feel that being too confident is not a good thing. Are you sure you can compare to the seniors of the Phoenix Academy?"

Hojo Shinoko's face returned to calmness, revealing a poetic and peaceful beauty.

Yanagimachi Natsuka smiled and said, "How can you know the answer to this kind of thing if you don't go all out?"

“Why try it when you know it’s a bad answer.”

Hojo Shinoko shook her head.

She thought the current situation was good, being able to meet Senior Qingze in real life and chat on the phone.

Make lunch for him every day.

To be a human being, you must know how to be content, but also know how to behave appropriately.

No matter how much she thought about it, Hojo Shinoko never thought that she had a chance to defeat the Phoenix Academy senior.

Rather than embarrass everyone, let it be.

She just needs to be her friend's sister.

……

Ikebukuro, the second floor of a Chinese restaurant.

Drop drop drop.

The landline at the desk suddenly rang, and the man answered.

"Mr. Mitsui, it's about Mingfeng Real Estate."

"roll!"

A simple and straightforward roar erupted from the man's mouth.

Mitsui Arasaki knocked on the desk hard and said in an impatient tone: "Didn't I say, now! Don't disturb me with anything!"

What do we need you people for?

Is it possible that all I raise are a bunch of trash? "

After he finished ranting, he hung up the phone. He was full of panic and had no idea of ​​handling the company's affairs.

Amat's mysterious disappearance may be related to Higashiyama Jiro. Was it Dio's doing?

He doesn't know that there is more than just Dior in Tokyo now.

In the secret, there are probably other visitors from other worlds who do this kind of thing.

Dragon Man can get here, Dio can get here, there is no reason why others can't get here.

Any kind of imagination can find supporting thoughts, but there is no evidence to prove that one's imagination is correct.

Mitsui Arahisa was panicked. He was afraid that he would publicize the competition so widely that the servant of the new apostle would see the competition, and then the person he handed over would not be the strongest Amat on the planet.

Is it really okay to use someone else to fool that person?

Mitsui Arasaki loosened his collar and felt his mouth was dry. He was even more nervous than when he faced his father's assessment for the first time.

At least at that time, he knew that all he lost was power, but he could keep his wealth.

But now he is likely to lose both his power and his life.

Mitsui Arasaki poured a cup of tea anxiously and took a sip, scolding Iwasaki and the others in his heart.

When it is beneficial, they stick together one by one, but when faced with danger, they can run faster than anyone else.

If he really wanted to die, he would definitely drag them with him before he died.

Mitsui Arasagi thought in his mind, his eyes glanced at the person lying on the sofa.

Naturally, it is impossible to choose the original top eight. We must find another martial artist who has not shown up. Lie that this martial artist killed Amat, and maybe we can deceive the apostle.

Mitsui Arasaki was thinking about the excuse he should give later, and suddenly found that the space in front of him was wrong, and an oval-shaped entrance appeared in the office.

It looks similar to a clam.

His heart trembled.

Immediately, a familiar tall figure stepped forward and stood in the office.

Those red eyes seemed to be emitting evil light, and the dragon's tail swayed slightly.

"Three days have come. Where is the person I want?"

Mitsui Araju swallowed his saliva, quickly pointed to the martial arts master on the sofa, and said with a smile: "That's him.

This one must meet your requirements. "

Qingze glanced at him and saw that the martial arts master was tall and wearing a pair of boxer briefs. The muscle outlines of his arms, thighs, and abdomen could prove his past training.

However, his voice was obviously incomparable to Amat's. At most, it was the voice of this building.

"I heard that you are holding the strongest martial arts competition on earth. Where is the champion?"

Qingze's question made Mitsui Araju shiver. He bent down unconsciously and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Actually, the champion disappeared suddenly and was probably killed by Dio."

He changed his strategy and chose to tell the truth, hoping to use less tricks and impress this person with sincerity.

Qingze growled: "Don't make excuses for your incompetence. Failure is failure. You let me down."

Having said this, he kicked the martial artist outside, which seemed to be a rough treatment, but in fact it was to prevent him from being involved in the next attack.

In front of his office in Ikebukuro, he detonated a missile stored at the US military base and captured the sound of the missile.

He wanted to try to see if when he released the sound, captured the sound, and then released the sound again, he could create a cycle of destruction.

As for the agreement with Mitsui Arahisa, he had no intention of fulfilling it from the beginning, and he was not worried about the negative impact on future attempts to use the consortium.

The status between him and the consortium was originally seriously unequal.

Thunder, rain, and dew are all gifts from God.

The next time he appears in front of another consortium as the Holy Lord, that person will probably scold Mitsui for his undeserved death, for actually daring to live up to his expectations.

"No, no, sir, please give me another chance!"

Mitsui Araju's face turned pale with fright. He forgot about trying to trick everyone into being and begged loudly for mercy.

Qingze just wanted to see if the booming sound could loop infinitely, so he punched the air directly.

The missile is released with a sonic blast.

Boom!

There was a loud noise, and the flames exploded directly on this floor with the impact, bursting out from the window, and the sound echoed throughout Ikebukuro.

The two-story house fell down, and the sound caused the surrounding windows to break.

Qingze twitched his hand and found that he could actually pull back the sound produced by the explosion, which showed that there was nothing wrong with using the sonic boom repeatedly.

He used elemental replacement and turned into a gust of wind to leave the scene. He didn't worry about hurting others. There were no ordinary people around this street.

Chapter 397 The eldest lady is a saint

Boom!

There was a sudden loud noise in the streets of Ikebukuro, which startled pedestrians three streets away. They looked up and saw a line of black smoke rushing into the blue sky.

Okayama Taketa looked through the telescope and saw the two-story building collapsing rapidly, as if it were a sand castle that had been stepped on by an adult, without any strength of reinforced concrete.

There are no ordinary people around that street. They are either people from the six major consortiums and the Phoenix Institute, or they are the task force and CIA agents.

"Bei Zhiwu, quickly seal off the scene. SAT takes action to collect the rising smoke. Be careful, it may be highly toxic."

Okayama Taketa issued an order. The smoke was caused by the opponent's attack and has certain research value.

Rather, everything about the other world, even a blade of grass or a piece of soil, is a treasure with research value.

At that time, they did not dig up the soil and bring it back. It was simply that the impact of the alien world and the information about Dior were too big, so they forgot about it, and they were once criticized by the superiors.

But Okayama Taketa believes that they can talk while standing without pain in their backs.

Machines all have operational errors, let alone people.

Okayama Taketa picked up the communicator and reported what happened here to Chiyo Morimoto through internal channels.

"Morimoto, Mitsui was killed by that person, and the whole building collapsed. I have asked people to collect the rising black smoke and seal off the scene.

It was a wise decision for us to send ordinary people away early. "

"Ah."

Morimoto Chiyo responded softly, his eyes scanning the hall.

The accompanying officials who had previously competed with each other word by word and refused to let anyone down seemed to be very harmonious during off-duty hours.

Sitting with each other, eating and chatting.

From interesting things that happened during the trip to things that their children have done, relaxed topics come out of their mouths.

The leaders of the seven countries also sat together to enjoy luxurious Western food and sushi.

When it comes to entertaining, An Daoxiong San sets out to the highest standards. It's not a staged photo shoot, but a real luxurious meal.

The fragrance filling the air made Chiyo Morimoto a little hungry, but it wasn't time for her to eat yet.

She walks up to Jack and reports what happened in Ikebukuro.

When Jack heard this, he scolded the CIA agent in his heart for not reporting as quickly as the people on the task force.

He cursed in his heart, but without hesitation, he walked directly towards Nate.

Ignoring the leaders of the other countries, Jack bent down and whispered in Nate's ear what was going on in Ikebukuro.

Jiya took a sip of champagne and said with a smile on her face: "Mr. President, if you have anything, you can deal with it first."

Nate smiled and said: "This kind of thing is not worth interrupting the meal with friends, just let the people below handle it."

Jack withdrew and returned to Morimoto Chiyo and said, "I'm going to go out and deal with things over there. Who else can I rely on in the task force?"

"Okayama Taketa."

Chiyo Morimoto said this name, "When I am away, the task force will be led by him. Alternatively, you can also talk to Emily."

"It's not a good time to find Emily."

Jack shook his head, worried about the person meeting Dio, so he decided to rely on Taketa Okayama to handle related matters and let the CIA agents on the scene do their bidding.

Although Jack rushed to the scene, he couldn't do much, but since the higher-ups had spoken, he naturally had to rush to the scene in order to express his importance to the president's order.

To put it into perspective, he wouldn't like a subordinate who didn't take his orders seriously.

……

The afternoon exam is over.

The teacher who invigilated the exam left the classroom, and there was a sigh again, followed by the students chatting.

boom!

On the desk at the back door of the classroom, Peter slapped his left hand without a plaster on the table and said loudly: "Students of Class 2-C, after the exam is over tomorrow, I invite you all to go to Tokyo Disneyland. Please be grateful!"

"Oh! I've never been to Tokyo Disneyland!"

"I want to go!"

There were echoes one after another.

Peter's real purpose was to invite a few people, and the rest were incidental, so he scanned those people at the first opportunity.

Sayuri Yoshikawa raised her hand, very good, Tetsuji Hojo will definitely participate.

Qiuyue Caiyu also looked happy, and Qingze couldn't run away.

His eyes turned to Phoenix Academy Meiji.

With her long blond hair hanging down her back, the girl ignored the lively sounds around her and put away the stationery on her desk, preparing to leave.

"Meiji, would you like to help me today?"

"I reject."

Phoenix Academy Meiji decisively refused, turning her head with a disgusted expression and eyes, just like looking at a cockroach in the trash can or a rat in the gutter.

"Do you think you can fool me again with the same trick?"