The Villain Knight Doesn't Want to Be a Hero

Then he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Mado!?" He was shocked by the other party's actions.

But before he could get up from his seat, he was stopped by Mado Wuxu who was kneeling on the ground.

"Don't come over here, Shinohara!"

He shouted loudly to Yukinori Shinohara who was walking over.

The loud shouting could be heard clearly even outside the door, especially on such a quiet day, and it also attracted the attention of a group of investigators.

"Ever since Wei left, Xiao is all I have left! But because of my hatred for Xiao, I've been busy with work and have spent very little time with that child!"

"But the child is very sensible and has never complained to me. Every time I go back in the middle of the night, he will prepare food for me."

"To be honest, I'm actually an incompetent father!"

"And Yamen, he is really a young man with a promising future!"

He uttered a voice of regret with tears in his eyes.

Normally this would be a very embarrassing thing.

But for the current Mado Wuxu, face no longer matters.

"I know I'm making things difficult for you, and I also know that even if I go there now, it won't be of any use."

"But I still ask you! Even if you want me to be a suicide squad or a meat shield, I'm fine with that!"

"Whether it's Xiao, Wei, or Yamen, I can't just do nothing! If I miss this opportunity, I will never forgive myself in my life."

Even though he understood that he was not even qualified to face Xiao directly, and would even die before that.

But no matter whether it is out of his responsibility as a father, husband or master, he cannot do nothing and lie in bed like a useless person doing rehabilitation training.

Whenever I close my eyes, the miserable "deaths" of Mado Akira and Amon Kotaro would flash before my eyes.

Rather than spending the rest of his life in a daze, it would be much more fortunate for him to fall on the road of charging.

"That's why you have to live on. Akatsuki and Amon... don't want to see you like this."

Halfway through his speech, Yukinori Shinohara quickly changed his words.

Although looking at the other party's expression, he really wanted to tell the other party that Kotaro Amon and Akira Mado were still alive, but he finally held back.

Both the time and the place are totally inappropriate.

There are many people around, and even if he trusts the character of his comrades, it is better to be careful when it comes to something like He Xiu.

The most important thing is, if the performance is not real enough and cannot deceive He Xiu, I am afraid that everyone, including him and his family, will be in danger.

But it’s not a good idea to keep it a secret like this.

He sighed, picked up the crutch that was thrown aside, helped Zhenhu Wuxu up from the ground, and persuaded him repeatedly for a long time, which made the other party give up the idea temporarily.

At this moment he really regretted why he had not anticipated this situation.

"We agreed to let him faint for a while..."

If he had known today would be like this, he should have agreed to Lin Qiao's suggestion to let Zhenhu Wuxu continue to remain in a coma in the hospital.

It’s really priceless to know this earlier!

Feeling exhausted, he slumped in the chair behind him, thinking about how to explain to Mado Wuxu that his daughter and disciple were living with him... This sounded a bit strange.

I should say I was sleeping in my own bed... No, that's not right. It should be... Ah! Anyway, just understand what's going on!

He held his forehead with one hand. It turned out that too many strange things had happened recently. Had he become strange himself?

"Amaru, I'm counting on you here!"

Place your hopes on Marutesai.

Compared to himself who was sent to the front line in this operation, Marutesai, who was assigned to the rear, could naturally do more.

But no matter what, we must first deal with and repair the house!

Only after that can the three of them recognize each other.

But having said that, it seems like something is missing...

"I almost forgot that Amon and Akatsuki's faces haven't returned to normal yet..."

They have already gone to attack the enemy's base camp, and they still expect Lin Qiao to restore their original appearance - where did this great saint come from?

Thinking of this, he slapped his hand on his forehead again.

Chapter 140: Et's Family Affairs

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. It's a nice night today.

Looking up at the moon hanging high in the night sky outside the window, Et felt a subtle mood.

“Even the moon works…”

"Don't sigh blindly. If you read more books, you will know that the so-called night is actually a natural phenomenon caused by the rotation of the earth, and the moon is just reflecting the light of the sun..."

I listened to someone lying on the sofa, holding a PS4 in his hand, constantly controlling the characters in the game, making percussion sounds, and doing science popularization.

Et felt himself becoming even more irritated.

Because it was an emergency move from Liudao, there were so many follow-up matters to deal with that it was overwhelming.

This is also the reason why Tadara and Kaneki Ken are 007 every day.

But the result?

As the nominal second-in-command and the actual controller of the organization, what do you mean by pushing all the work to me now?

It's fine if you push it to me, but it's too much for you to play games next to me!

"Don't make a fuss. Don't you just like the monarch offline system? I am just trying to satisfy you, okay?"

"Who likes that kind of weird stuff?"

"Hmm~"

Lin Qiao shrugged and said calmly without turning back:

"Look, he beat you up, but why did he not care about anything? You were just a fool and worked hard for nothing? I was just slacking off at night, and you treated me like this?"

"You are discriminating against a minority like me, right?"

Deliberately pretend to be indignant and shocked.

Then, Et's eyes suddenly became extremely cold, as if he was looking at some non-recyclable garbage.

"How dare you say that, you scumbag who spends the night in a different woman's room every day!"

"Hey, this is a personal attack... Besides, how can it happen every day?"

"Does that mean you don't deny the former?"

"Can you call what the deputy leader did scumbag? That... that's called maximizing resources!"

Eit curled his lips to the side, but did not deny what he said.

It’s hard to believe that the deputy leader of Bronze Tree doesn’t have his own room in the base and can only use other people’s rooms.

——The main reason is that he only sleeps two hours a day for the past three days, which is really unnecessary.

Instead of wasting a room, you might as well free it up for others and just squeeze in with them.

It’s just a lunch break anyway, you can even just find a table and lie down.

To be honest, I am extremely envious of this.

Recently she has to deal with matters within the organization and stay up late to finish a manuscript... If only she could get half of this guy's energy, she wouldn't have dark circles under her eyes!

And at this moment, there is a new student playing games next to me... This is very uncomfortable!

"Well, do you want me to help you with your dark circles? I'm a little confident about beauty."

"...Haha, if you have any conscience, help me share some of the work!"

"Forget about it. After all, as the deputy leader, it's not good for me to take your job, right? Otherwise, if others find out, they will say that I have treasonous intentions and intend to rebel or something like that."

"..."

Don't you have it?

She felt her blood pressure rise when she thought about the organization she founded being snatched away, and the few fools who listened to her command automatically leaving the Bronze Tree and forming a broken organization called the Hanged Man, which sounded very dead.

Putting down the PS4 with Mission Complete displayed on the screen, Lin Qiao scratched his head and got up from the sofa.

He walked over to Et, whose hair was messy because he was upset from dealing with various documents, and picked up a document from the table.

After taking a quick glance at the content, Lin Qiao shrugged.

"Besides, if I were to ask for anything else, I would reject at least half of these messed-up funding applications."

"I can't help it~ It's all necessary~"

At rubbed his sore eyes, squinted at the document in Lin Qiao's hand, and then said helplessly:

"The White Suit guys need to expand their staff. They recently hired more than 20 people. We have to give them more."

"Need money to buy suits? Designer suits?"

“That’s why they’re called “white suits.”

“I can’t refute that…”

After stretching, At leaned back on the soft backrest with his whole body relaxed.

The bronze tree itself is a patchwork of many ghoul organizations, large and small.

Although these organizations have joined the Bronze Tree, they still retain some of their original traditional customs... like the white suits, which are actually quite good, at least not so jumpy.

In short, even though she and Lin Qiao are putting pressure on them, it is inevitable that people will be restless after a group of people leave the Bronze Tree, so they need to be appeased appropriately.

Giving money is the easiest way.

but.....

"Spending Bronze Tree's money to recruit your own people, are you sure this isn't using public power for personal gain?"

"So what's your good solution?"

"Cliques are forming within the organization, which seriously disrupts the group's discipline... I'll have a good 'chat' with Naki in a couple of days."

As for when exactly...of course, we have to wait until CCG has dealt with those traitors on Ryujima.

Only after those idiots who still hold unrealistic ideas have completely given up, can he take drastic measures to solve the problems inside the bronze tree.

There is no way. Compared with a decent revolutionary organization, Bronze Tree is more like a gangster at this time...

Although compared with previous terrorist organizations, this is already a big improvement.

——But it’s not enough.

Moreover, compared with the problems brought about by the various traditions of the people below, in Lin Qiao's opinion, the problem of this green-haired pigeon is even bigger.

"By the way, what's up with your Liudao-style bluestone throne? Do you have money but nowhere to spend it?"

"Well, as the largest ghoul organization, if the headquarters is in a shabby state, people will look down on us~"

"Face is earned by oneself, not given by others."

"But a good office environment can indeed improve efficiency, right?"

"Have you improved? Have you finished dealing with all the things, or finished writing the novel manuscript?"

"..."

The expression on his face froze for a moment, and Et opened his mouth weakly, but no sound came out.

It’s just like some people who are criticized by their aunts and uncles every time they go home for the Chinese New Year.

Because the items were bought before Lin Qiao came to the Bronze Tree, she couldn't return them even if she wanted to.