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

After completing the task, Vermouth stood up, patted her butt and left.

"Oh yeah, I almost forgot, there's you too."

When passing by Fei Wangfang, Vermouth suddenly remembered something, tilted her head, and said in a deliberately joking tone:

"Mr. Linga has something else to say to you."

"It said, 'A piece of exquisite porcelain like you that was created by chance is like a piece of chicken ribs to me. I'd better save it for someone to smash it to show them one day.'"

"?!"

Spreading the fragrance of perfume, he closed the door and left.

Fei Wangfang's expression changed from confusion to astonishment to anger and finally... he lowered his head and hid in the shadows, unnoticed by anyone. However, his tone was full of anger, and it was obvious that both his expression and his mood were terrible.

"Hey, Boss... if you want to participate in the 'Death Knockout Tournament', remember to count me in."

"Hahaha~ Of course, if you want to advertise, you should invest a lot of resources to get more returns. But how can you intervene openly without being kicked out by that old man?"

Toyota Idemitsu stroked his chin in thought.

At this time, the female secretary hesitated for a moment and asked: "Boss, regarding the announcement of this 'invasion' incident...?"

"It doesn't matter, just do whatever you want... Wait, invasion?"

Toyota Idemitsu waved his hand perfunctorily, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"I have an idea to let you participate in the fatal elimination tournament as a [Purgatory] fighter."

"When they gather together before the competition, sneak in and eliminate some of the contestants. Force the companies behind those contestants to nominate you to participate, otherwise they will have to withdraw from the competition."

"No normal person would be willing to give up such a great opportunity to run for president, and that stubborn old man would not allow such a disappointing situation to happen."

"This is not good..."

The secretary trembled.

Perhaps Toyota Idemitsu was right, but doing so would most likely lead to retaliation from the Kengankai afterwards.

"There's nothing wrong with it. What Linga said makes sense. Treat 'pressure' as nutrients and eat it all. I'm tired of this 'second' title. Besides, I'm also curious about what [Purgatory] can do after surviving the hands of a stronger person."

After receiving the "baptism" of the linga, Toyota Idemitsu became more open-minded, or more fearless. Even if tomorrow is the end of the world, he will try his best to fly into space, not for anything else, just to appreciate the unprecedented doomsday scene from a higher place.

……

at the same time.

After the show, Shihua quickly "escaped" from here with her sister.

Because many people have set their eyes on this artificial diamond made by Linga himself, which is "unparalleled in the world".

Although it could not be said to be robbery and the price offered was very sincere, Rikka refused to sell it because the diamond had special meaning to her.

Knowing this, Touka walked decisively.

This also made many people sigh.

But everything that happened tonight is bound to spread throughout the inner and outer worlds through various channels through the mouths of these people.

He drove very fast all the way, and even deliberately took a detour to shake off the vehicles that were suspected to be following him. It took him three full hours to return to his apartment.

Shihua drove the car into the underground garage and woke up her sister who was sleeping soundly while holding the diamond tightly.

"Hey, wake up, we're home."

"Uh-huh!?"

Rikka woke up with a start, stood up suddenly and hit her head on the roof of the car with a bang, she cried out in pain with tears.

"Be careful...you go up first."

She wanted to give her sister a few more words of warning, but Shihua suddenly caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of her eye, her breathing paused, and she pretended to be calm and sent her sister back home.

Rikka had no doubts. The pain and the diamond occupied most of her thoughts. She wanted to find a place to hide it quickly.

After she left, Shihua put away the car keys and walked towards an SUV not far away.

The one driving was Vermouth.

And Linga sat in the back seat.

"…Should I say what a coincidence? We meet again. If you came to see my sister on purpose, you can just tell me what you want to say. After all, that kid's brain isn't very good, so it's hard to communicate with him."

"In my opinion, she is more sober than anyone else in this world, because people who don't understand reality can't imagine things that don't exist in reality."

Linga got out of the car. He had changed into casual clothes at this time, but his body still gave people a strong sense of oppression, especially at close range.

Touka didn't feel safe at all.

At this time, a situation occurred that made her body even stiffer.

Linga actually leaned over and sniffed her neck and ears with his nose.

The hot air exhaled was hotter than the water in the shower. Shihua felt a slight tingling sensation on that part of the skin, and all the muscles in the body were tense, as if he was silently enduring some kind of torture.

"really……"

Linga suddenly spoke up, his eyes meeting Juuka's slightly flustered ruby ​​eyes.

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"I vaguely sensed before that you have an 'extremely powerful masculine' aura, but it has nothing to do with you. You have been to the other party's territory and brought it back from there."

"???"

Shihua looked confused. What "aura"? She didn't even have a boyfriend. She had male colleagues, and she had also had the opposite sex. Could it be one of them?

"From the look of you, I guess you don't know who the other person is. It's okay, I'll find him myself, but you'll have to accompany me for a while."

Without saying a word, Linga lifted her up by the arms like a child, and glanced back at Vermouth who was in the driver's seat.

"Do you want to come along?"

"Thank you. I'll wait for you here."

Vermouth maintained a proper smile, but her body was unnaturally tense.

There's no way, no female can remain calm under such a gaze.

The wildness he exudes can help humans recall their long-forgotten primitive instincts. Just look at Miss Touka Takanashi.

Even though she was picked up by a man who was dangerous in every sense and whom she had only met once, her brain was in a mess. The desire to ask for help instead prompted her instinct to secrete more hormones, further strengthening the urge to reproduce. Coupled with the stimulation of the masculine scent, this was even more terrifying and effective than taking drugs!

Once entered, one will immediately turn into a wild beast. Perhaps that is the supreme enjoyment for many people who pursue excitement and pleasure, but Vermouth never wants to taste the feeling of losing herself.

"Then you may have to wait for a while. During this time, if you have nothing to do, you can go upstairs and put the little girl to sleep."

Linga didn't care, eating alone is still eating.

However, after hearing his last words, perhaps because of a misunderstanding, Touka's stiff body gradually relaxed, as if she had given up resistance.

Just like that, the two figures disappeared into the deepest part of the parking lot.

Vermouth looked at the dark and depressing environment around her, and suddenly had a strange feeling.

I feel that this place is like the belly of a living thing where it nurtures its offspring.

"Although I don't know who you are, Miss Assistant, I hope you can come back soon. This position is not something that ordinary people can do..."

Primitive man joins the game: 24. World famous paintings: "The Connector" went into seclusion to practice (two in one) practice!

On the street corner outside the apartment's underground parking lot.

A young man is on the phone to his supposed superior.

He has lush long hair comparable to that of a Super Saiyan 3, is very tall, has long limbs but tends to hunch over, and although he wears Chinese-style clothes, his strange walking posture and the thickness of his hair easily remind him of a gorilla.

His name is "Natsuki", and he is the branch chief of the Chong organization stationed in Japan. Having said that, considering the attitude of Katara Mitsudō in guarding against foreign forces during his half-century in Japan, the so-called "stationing" is actually no different from "exile".

As the elder brother of the [Chong] leader, Xia Ji naturally understood this truth. While he tried his best to recruit talented people and teach them skills, he was also doing things crazily in secret.

Ironically, due to his cowardly character and extremely mediocre strategic intelligence, no matter how many bad things he did, the severity of his deeds was extremely limited, and he was not taken seriously by many underground organizations such as the Kengankai.

Faced with this situation, Xia Ji could only grit his teeth in hatred and bite his nails in anger. After all, he didn't have the courage to do anything big under the nose of the Quanyuan Society.

However, with the sudden emergence of a certain person, not to mention the [Kengan Society], even the world situation has changed. Xia Ji feels that his chance has come. If he takes advantage of the situation to muddy the waters, he might be able to make huge profits with "low risk".

Just when Xia Ji was ambitiously studying the action plan, an order came from the headquarters, asking him to put down everything at hand and mobilize all his strength to collect intelligence on Linga.

This made Xia Ji suddenly excited. He thought it was a signal that the organization was going to take action against him, so he started to execute the plan without saying a word. During the process, he did not care about the friction with the "tentacles" of many forces, just to be able to get a share of the pie after the plan succeeded.

He knew that the organization was extremely skilled in cloning and brainwashing techniques. If he could transform that primitive man into a puppet, he could then ask for him to be his subordinate. Or if that didn't work, he could first ask for a group of senior soldiers, and when cloning was successful, he could apply for a few copies.

Anyway, you have to give it!

In the process of collecting intelligence, Xia Ji has been shocked countless times by the fighting power displayed by Linga. When he thinks that one or several "Linga" will join his army one day in the future, he is so excited that he can't control himself.

After all, what is there to be afraid of with a monster like this?

It's such a small country that we can easily conquer it!

Therefore, Xia Ji would inform the headquarters immediately of any gains he made.

The same goes for tonight.

He sneaked into the [Purgatory] venue, copied a copy of the surveillance record when the show was over and immediately uploaded it to [Chong]'s secret network, then waited patiently for four or five hours. Seeing that it was already late at night and the headquarters had not replied yet, Xia Ji could not bear it any longer.

He felt that the intelligence he had collected was quite sufficient, especially the surveillance records of the battles with the top masters of [Purgatory], which were enough to help the headquarters make up their minds and prepare a reliable action plan.

Even if it takes time to prepare, at least you should give an accurate attitude.

Xia Ji didn't want all his efforts to go to waste.

As a result, I called for a long time but no one answered.

In the end, I had to use my connections to get in touch with him.

Xia Ji suppressed his anger and asked, "Xia Yan! What the hell are you doing! Why didn't you answer my call?"

"…How many hours ahead is Japan compared to mainland China?"

"One hour, what's wrong?"

"Is it daybreak over there?"

“…You’re not going to tell me that I didn’t answer the phone because I was sleeping?!”

"It's very kind of you to understand that - good night."

“Wait wait wait…!”

"?"

Although he didn't say anything, Xia Ji seemed to be able to see his brother looking at him with sleepy eyes, tilting his head and a confused expression.

“Hiss, huh…”

Xia Ji took a deep breath and finally suppressed the urge to curse, but the jealousy in his heart grew stronger.

They are twins, and they have had a competitive spirit since childhood. However, the position of leader fell to the younger brother Xia Yan, who seemed to have no enthusiasm for anything and was just fair and cute.

But Xia Yan, even as the leader, still had a lazy attitude of not wanting to fight with the world. How could he be the leader of a secret society with thousands of years of history?!

What time is it?

I was tracking the monster in fear and trepidation, not daring to let my guard down for fear that its keen intuition would detect my movements (in fact, I had already sensed it, but because it posed no danger, I put it under the scope of satellite monitoring and simply ignored it). But this guy could actually sleep?

"Have you seen the video footage I sent back?"

"I saw it, it's very exciting~!"

“…Do you think this is a movie?!”

"No, it has nothing to do with me. This is the feeling of the 'Contact'."

"Contact".

When Xia Ji heard this code name, his heartbeat slowed down, as if he had escaped death.

A code name alone has such a terrifying deterrent power.

This is the "Contact".

It can be said that the entire [Insect] organization is serving the "Contact" and exists in the world in order to connect him with this world and for both sides to coexist in harmony.

Of course, no one would believe this if I said it out loud.