Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

"Well done, Hina-chan."

"Next, put aside its stomach and take out the important things."

Hiruko Yingyin's expression was a little excited. For a guy like him, it was normal to have such an expression when the weapon that could destroy Tokyo was right in front of him.

Hiruko Kobinai obediently wielded his small sword and cut open the chest cavity of the spider-like protostomach.

A large amount of green blood also flowed out from the incision, and not only that, but also from blood vessels, intestines and other things.

But the most important thing was that a sealed and intact suitcase flowed out of it.

There were handcuffs on the handles of the box. Perhaps the person holding the box originally used this method to lock the box to himself, but he himself turned into a protogastric animal, so the box remained in his body in this form.

"In this case, the inheritance of Qixing will be accepted by me."

"The next step is to prepare for the Zodiac's summoning ceremony."

He bent down to pick up the suitcase lying in a pool of blood, and shook it to get rid of the disgusting green blood on the suitcase.

"Well, hurry up and summon me. I'm already impatient to follow you."

Hiruko Yingyin's pupils suddenly shrank, and Beretta was in his hand in a second.

But when he saw the person the gun was pointing at through the hazy moonlight, the memory just now began to flash back in Hiruko Yingyin's mind.

"you are?"

"Why, didn't Rentaro Satomi tell you about me?"

Chapter 6 k Cleansing the Sinful Humanity

"Hasn't Rentaro Satomi already told you about me?"

Such words exploded in the ears of Hiruko Yingyin, and fragments of memories from a few hours ago began to replay in Hiruko Yingyin's mind.

He has short brown hair, is about 1.75 meters tall, has black pupils, and is wearing a black windbreaker.

The deep black pupils sparkled with a terrifying look.

"Dad, I want..."

Hiruko Kobinai, holding the blood-stained blade, was about to say the same words and do the same things as usual.

That is to swing the knife and chop off the head of the man in front of you cleanly.

Can……

(Why can’t I help but feel my body shaking?)

(Why does the emotion of fear grow in my heart?)

(If I really move, I will die. No, I will definitely die.)

It is the instinct of all living things to seek benefits and avoid harm, especially for the cursed children who have animal genes in their bodies, who are even more sensitive in this regard.

"Dad, this man is dangerous!"

Hiruko Kobinai trembled all over and warned Hiruko Yingyin.

"Ah, I know, Hina-chan..."

How could Zhizi Yingyin not understand the dangerousness of the man in front of him? The cold sweat that broke out unconsciously had already wet the back of his suit.

"I see. Are you the person Satomi-san was talking about?"

"This is indeed a very dangerous person."

Hiruko Yingyin let out an unpleasant laugh, although it was unclear whether his voice was happy or sad.

"Well, tell your daughter to put the knife down."

"Although I can use some tough measures to get your daughter to put down the knife, I still have a very high impression of these children and don't like to use such tough measures."

A hint of coldness flashed in Vitan's eyes.

The cursed children are not mindless weapons. If one wants to control such people, one must use brainwashing technology to completely erase the thoughts in their minds and turn them into mindless humanoid weapons that only know how to fight.

The only way he could deal with such a child was to tie him up.

It’s just that his way of restraint is a bit excessive for these already pitiful children, but they should slowly get used to the new lifestyle.

After all, for such mindless weapons, as long as the emotion called "warmth and freedom" pried open a little bit of the shackles, they would be madly greedy for this emotion.

"Hina, put the knife down."

Hiruko Yingyin was quite successful in taming Hiruko Kobinai.

Even though he knew how dangerous it would be to put down his weapons when facing a dangerous person like Vitan, Hiruko Kobinai still lowered his arms obediently.

At the same time, Hiruko Yingyin also bent down, put the suitcase in his hand on the ground, and then made a gesture of surrender with his hands.

"I give up. I'll leave this box to you."

The Seven Stars' legacy was kicked to Vitan's feet by Hiruko Yingyin.

In response to this situation, Vitan tilted his head.

"When did I ever say I wanted this thing?"

……

Central location in the Tokyo area.

It's a bit like a Gothic-style building.

The ivory-like white and gorgeous stone pillars are carved with wavy patterns. In short, it is obviously a very ordinary architectural method, but when all put together, they form a perfect feeling. It is a perfect building that cannot be faulted.

A taxi stopped in front of the building at a fairly fast speed.

The first person to step down from the co-pilot's seat was a girl in a sailor uniform.

Her long, straight, black and smooth hair reaches her waist, forming a sharp contrast with her delicate, white skin.

With her slender eyebrows and perfect and delicate face, she is definitely a rare beauty.

But if we talk about what is the most eye-catching thing about this girl, it is not her face, nor her plump and straight thighs.

But it was a towering mountain so high that not even the sailor uniform could stop it.

"Satomi-kun, pay for the ride."

The ones getting off the car from the back were Rentaro Satomi and Enju Aihara.

At this moment, the hypocrite was trembling and took out his wallet with a painful look on his face, and took out a 5,000 yen bill from it.

Finally, I got back a 100-yuan coin, smelled the exhaust fumes from the cars, and walked alone in the wind.

"It's over. We probably won't even be able to afford bean sprouts this time."

Enju Aihara, who was standing beside him, pouted her lips and looked angrily at the girl who had asked Rentaro Satomi to pay.

"Yes, Kisara-san."

"You're making my already difficult living expenses even worse, and further dire my situation."

Rentaro Satomi sighed helplessly.

"The problem is that I can't afford it. The money I spent on renting the limousine yesterday has already taken up all my remaining living expenses."

Tendo Kimura also sighed, but then an expression changed on his face, and he looked at Satomi Rentaro with disappointment.

"After all, this is all Satomi-kun's fault. If Satomi-kun had taken that box back, I could be living a life of lying in bed and counting money now."

Unable to refute, Rentaro Satomi could only sigh again.

Although this kind of life made him feel helpless, it was this kind of daily routine that made him temporarily forget the troubles he had during the day.

"So you can tell me now, Kisara-nee."

"What on earth is it that the Holy Emperor is so anxious to summon us?"

He had just returned home and was about to start frying the bean sprouts he bought from the supermarket when his scumbag president grabbed him out of the dormitory and brought him all the way here.

"I don't know either, but judging from the situation, it must be something urgent."

……

In the dim conference room, a deadly silence was spreading.

Sitting in the first seat was a girl who looked quite pure and noble.

She was probably about sixteen years old, and was wearing a dress made of paper-thin fabric that looked like a wedding gown. She had a pure white sun hat on her head, which matched her beautiful skin that was as white as snow.

This girl looked like a snow elf walking out of the snow country.

The Holy Emperor, the supreme ruler of the Tokyo region.

Standing behind the girl was an old man who looked to be in his seventies.

He had a serious expression, a straight back, a solemn face, and was wearing a barrel-sleeved men's kimono.

He is the assistant of the Holy Emperor - Tendo Kikunosho.

At the same time, he is also the true ruler of the entire Tokyo area.

In other words, the two people currently sitting at the main seat are the most powerful people in Tokyo.

Sitting around the conference table were senior political officials from various departments in the Tokyo area.

"Lord Saint Emperor, what do you want from us?"

Tian Tongmu, who had just come in, bowed to the Holy Emperor in a dignified and polite manner, then ignored the old man standing beside the Holy Emperor and asked directly.

Tendou Kikunosuke’s brows furrowed.

"Assistant Tendo, please explain the situation at this time."

"Time is running out."

The Holy Emperor spoke softly, with a lingering look of sadness on his delicate face.

"I see."

Tendo Kikunosuke nodded, then gave a look to his men.

The images immediately began playing on the huge monitor.

Tendo Kimura and Satomi Rentaro's faces suddenly turned ashen, becoming the same as those of the people in the conference room.

Simply put, what appears on the screen is a scene like hell.

A pile of dead bodies covered the ground with blood.

In the middle of the pile of dead bodies, there was a man wearing a mask and a tuxedo and a girl holding two small swords.

The little girl's body and the blade were all covered with bright red blood.

This is enough to prove that the current hellish scene was caused by the two of them.

Just now.

Everyone present witnessed the battle between the first group of police officers who went outside the stone tablet to search for the suitcase and Hiruko Yingyin and his daughter.

They wanted to snatch the suitcase back from Yingyin Zhizi.

However, there were more than twenty groups of police officers, and all of them were ranked within ten thousand, but they were all dealt with by Zhizi Yingyin in a short time.

It can be said that they don't even have the ability to resist.

Seeing the scene before us, it is completely understandable why the executives and the Holy Emperor present had such sullen faces.

Therefore, Hiruko Yingyin perfectly proved to them the value of the police officer ranked 134th.

"This is how it is. The situation has now reached its most serious stage."

"The police officers responsible for hunting down Hiruko Yingyin have already set out one after another."

Tendou Kikunosuke said coldly, his serious face made it impossible to tell what he was thinking at the moment.

"Now, Rentaro Satomi, we need you to join the hunt for Hiruko Kagetsugu immediately and bring back the 'Legacy of the Seven Stars'."

In the police industry, ranking represents strength.

Everyone present didn't understand why Tendo Kikunosuke wanted to call a second-rate police officer ranked 12 at this time.

Even if this person looked like Tendou Kikunosuke, they had no hope for him at all.