Can you block this punch that took billions of years of effort?

The door of the activity room was kicked open.

--boom!

The door, which was more than ten kilograms thick, shattered like an explosion of dynamite.

There is no room to fall.

This sudden change shocked everyone so much that their faces suddenly changed. They drew their guns and pointed them at the door. When they saw the intruder's face clearly, they were shocked to the extreme, not only because of his height of nearly three meters, which made ordinary people become elementary school students in front of him, and his perfect muscles like Greek statues.

But it’s because this person is called ‘Linga’!

Looking at the more than twenty black bullet holes.

Linga grinned, raised his hand and knocked on the door frame, then said:

"Excuse me, I'm coming in?~!"

Primitives join the game: 07. The Black Organization? No, the Hero Association!

It no longer mattered whether it was Kagero or an illusion caused by excessive mental stress.

When Linga's figure broke into this space and the light fell on him, he seemed to melt, presenting a strange, twisted and rising scene in the eyes of Gin and others.

That scene was like water vapor, or the dry ice gas often used on stage, but both the former and the latter had one thing in common, which was temperature increase.

No one would easily approach a high temperature heat source, and no audience member would step onto the stage without permission and cause trouble for themselves.

Therefore, even though he was armed with guns and was one of the most powerful criminal elites, every time Linga took a step into the front room, Gin and the others would take a step back.

Always maintain a distance that they consider relatively safe.

But that was just a psychological suggestion caused by Linga breaking into the door but not rushing to launch an attack. Otherwise, the taut string in his mind would break.

pat.

The footsteps stopped.

It’s not that Linga has no way out.

But they have no way out.

As Linga moved forward step by step, everyone was unknowingly pushed into the corner, with their backs pressed against the wall as if they were standing in punishment!

When Gin and the others were awakened by the hard touch of the wall behind them, it was too late. Even though there was a large area of ​​movement in front of them, they could not move.

It's like a magnet firmly holding my body.

It felt like being pressed against the wall by the wind.

It was as if all escape routes were blocked by a sea of ​​fire.

Miyano Shiho was breathing rapidly, and her cold face was pale and bloodless.

Although she had a hunch that the other party would not necessarily hurt her, as a scientist specializing in the field of biology, she knew too well how terrifying the creature in front of her was. This understanding not only did not bring her a sense of security, but instead increased her fear and uneasiness!

At this time, pure music with a light melody sounded.

This is an unset ringtone.

Linga was wearing a black sports vest and trousers today, so that he could have deeper pockets to fit the "super-large" smartphone produced by "Iwami Heavy Industries", which can effectively prevent eavesdropping and has multiple military functions.

Yes, 'oversized' is the point.

Because the size of ordinary mobile phone buttons is not convenient for Linga to use.

In front of everyone, Linga looked quietly at the group of black crows with his fiery red eyes. His gaze was like fire, burning them with cold sweat. At the same time, he took out his cell phone, put it to his ear and answered the call as if no one was around.

"I have arrived."

After a brief sentence, the loudspeaker was turned on and the screen was facing everyone, and an old voice came out from it.

"Ahem... can you hear me? Rum, gin, pisco, Vermouth."

Called out the code names of four people in a row.

The Black Organization is not small in size, but only members who are given the code name "Wine Name" are considered official members. In theory, there is no distinction between superiors and subordinates, but in reality there is still a difference in closeness.

For example, the four people who were called by code names were either second-in-command or veterans, either confidants or die-hard fans.

Therefore……

They recognized who the voice came from in an instant!

“BOSS——?!”

"gentlemen?!"

“Is it a real person?”

"..."

The four people had different reactions, but they were all shocked.

The other members were also quite surprised.

Especially some people with ulterior motives.

I never expected that the head of the criminal group who had been investigated for so long would "show up" like this.

And it seems to be the original sound.

This means that as long as it is recorded, it can be used as a key clue to confirm the specific identity of the leader!

Akai Shuichi and Furuya Rei's hands quietly reached for their clothes, but before they could press a switch, Linga's gaze swept over.

The sight, which was already so hot that people wanted to escape from the fire scene, was almost tangible, sweeping over them like a laser, seeing through them and making them feel cold. They felt that there was no secret left in their bodies.

Karasuma Renya had no idea what was happening at the scene. He calmly issued orders to his subordinates according to the pre-arranged "protocol":

"From now on, the organization will be reorganized. The scientific research personnel and institutions will be incorporated into the technical development department of Iwami Heavy Industries, and the rest of the people will be assigned to the secret operations team of Iwami Heavy Industries."

"In addition, I will be transferred to the position of consultant, President Togo Tomari will be the agent, Mr. Linga will be the top leader of the organization, all members will retain their code names, and they will only be responsible to the three of us."

"No dissent allowed!"

"--above."

After that, the phone was hung up.

"and many more!"

Gin's pupils shrank and he became unusually excited.

He wanted to ask more, but Karasuma Renya didn't intend to give him or anyone else the chance to question him.

"What the hell is going on...?! The boss actually abdicated? Did this guy find that gentleman and threaten him with force to seize control of the organization? Why did Iwami Heavy Industries also get involved?"

Countless questions swirled in his mind, almost driving Gin crazy.

But when Pisco shouted loudly, "I refuse to accept this order, this voice must be fake, it's Iwami Heavy Industries and this guy acting together!", the scene where Linga picked up the table tennis ball and smashed his head came into view.

Gin suddenly calmed down.

Not only him, everyone forced themselves to calm down.

This is also the 'advantage' of people like them.

Unlike ordinary people who panic when faced with a crisis, they will only be calmer than usual when faced with a crisis, their minds will work frantically, and they will always be able to seize opportunities and make the most correct choice.

"I thought your skull was more durable than others, but it seems I was wrong."

Linga put his phone back into his pocket and sat down using the pool table as a chair.

It's just right for his height.

He was playing with five billiard balls in his hands, spinning them around like they were playing with iron balls.

Every rotation will produce a strong friction sound, making people feel that the surface of the billiard ball is constantly wearing away, and then the volume becomes smaller and smaller until it turns into powder.

Everyone had no doubt that even the hardest skull in the human body could not withstand this level of grip force!

"Don't be so nervous. After all, we are just a small fry facing a big fry."

The first person to react and hear the hidden meaning was not Miyano Shiho, but... Vermouth.

She tossed her long hair, smiled modestly, and said slowly: "We don't have the ability and courage to fight and defeat a country."

"Although the color is the same, both are 'black'. But compared to you, the level of our crime is about the same as petty theft, right?"

"Then...according to the rule of the inner world that the strong are respected, shouldn't you just obey?"

Linga suddenly turned the topic to an extreme, making the atmosphere extremely solemn and subtle at the same time.

It's ridiculous.

This was the first thought that came to everyone's mind the moment they heard this.

This person actually knows how to follow 'rules'? !

If you don't even care about the rules of the outer society, what do the rules of the inner world matter to you?

The rules themselves just don't suit him.

Even if it is beneficial to oneself, like a layer of armor, most people need it to resist open and hidden arrows, but for him it will only be hot and cumbersome, and it is of no use except to keep out the wind and rain.

No, it's not completely useless.

At least it lets those of us who live by the rules know what they should do.

This is probably the unique "gentleness" of Linga, right?

"Understood. I will follow the instructions of that gentleman."

Gin was the first to speak out.

Being loyal to that gentleman does not conflict with following his instructions and working for others. Moreover, if there is stronger external force involved and that gentleman is still alive and is still one of the decision-makers, then it may not be a bad thing for that gentleman and the future development of the organization.

"Me too."

Rum was the second to speak.

He didn't want to follow in Pisk's footsteps.

That idiot's mind has been corrupted by money and status over the years, and he deserves this end, but he still wants to continue enjoying life.

"Well~ I don't think I have any reason to resist to the end."

Vermouth tilted her head and thought for a moment, then revealed a breathtakingly beautiful smile.

The top member, the second-in-command of the organization, and a third-party special person.

The three of them nodded in agreement, and the outcome was basically decided.

Other members don't have much say.

"very good."

Linga nodded slightly, appearing quite casual.

It’s not so much that I expected them to make such a decision, but rather that I had made up my mind from the very beginning.

The inhuman gaze swept over everyone.

Everyone was startled, and many of them lowered their heads and dared not look at him.

Linga said bluntly: "Although I only pried you away from that guy because I was impressed by your organization's scientific research capabilities, I don't care much about people other than scientific researchers, as long as they don't cause trouble for me."

"But the severity of your problem makes it impossible for me to sit idly by and watch. Let me be frank... there are undercover agents from other forces among you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Gin's expression changed instantly, and there was murderous intent in his eyes as he looked at everyone.

Undercover?

To be honest, he had suspected that there was an undercover agent in the organization for a long time, but he couldn't take action against his colleagues without authorization if he couldn't find any evidence.

Now Linga has uncovered this layer, giving him a legitimate opportunity to catch insects.

First of all, the first one -

"Rye Whiskey... No, Moroboshi-sama, I guess that's not your real name either. You can't hide it anymore!"

Gin was full of murderous intent, but also a bit happy.

How can it not be exciting to be able to take down an undercover agent, especially one that you really dislike?

Akai Hideichi glanced at him and said calmly, "You said I'm an undercover agent, do you have any evidence?"