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

A behemoth that has been passed down for thousands of years, with intertwined forces and spread all over the world.

To those who know of its existence, it is a veritable "illegal organization" that goes against the laws of various countries and has countless blood on its hands. However, it actually has the mission of protecting the world from the "Contacts".

But no matter whether outsiders believe it or not, at least the top leaders of the "Chong" organization, especially the "Xia Family" where Xia Ji is located, are indeed abiding by the agreement with the "Contact". As the leader of the "Chong", they have engraved the mission into their blood and passed it on from generation to generation.

As he searched his memory for the other person's face, a chill quickly spread throughout his body.

Xia Ji swallowed his saliva and asked in a slightly difficult voice:

"So when does the 'Contact' plan to come to Japan?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I don't agree with it."

“…?! You don’t agree? You asked me to collect intelligence even though you don’t agree? Isn’t this for the preparations to fight Linga?!”

"The mission was issued by my 'contact'. It has nothing to do with me. I never said such a thing. Eddie has already completed what I wanted to do. He brought back the other person's hair. However, the research didn't seem to go smoothly at the beginning. Oh, yes, speaking of this, please help me find some researchers in related fields."

Eddie, also known as Edward Wu, was a member of the Wu clan's Western Expedition faction who had long since joined the [Chong] camp. On the night when Howard and others were killed by Linga, he was also watching the battle in secret. After Linga left, he collected the hair left by Linga from his own haircut and sent it to the headquarters, quietly making a great contribution.

Xia Ji had only just learned about this now and was stunned. But when he heard that the research had made no progress and that they were still looking to him for research support, he became furious.

"So why do we have to go through so much trouble? Wouldn't it be quicker and more efficient to just let the 'Contact' take care of him and tie him up for research? Isn't the 'Contact' the best example?"

"..."

“H-What happened…?”

"I'll only say this once, Xia Ji. You must have the highest respect for the 'Contact' and you must not reveal any information about him, even if you die. Do you understand?"

"……clear."

Xia Ji wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. He knew that he almost touched a taboo. If he said any more words on the topic, he would be silenced. This time he could be considered to have escaped death.

"So, what I just said...?"

"give up."

"what?"

"After watching the video, the 'Contact' went into seclusion to cultivate. Neither I nor I will be able to see him in the next one or two years."

“…Hey! Hey, hey, hey, hey! Are you kidding me? You mean to say that the ‘Contact’ thinks that he can’t defeat that primitive man?!”

The shock this news brought to Xia Ji was greater than all the shock Linga had caused him by combined.

Although he was extremely dissatisfied with the "Contact"'s designation of Xia Yan as the leader, he never doubted the power of the "Contact".

Destroying a country and crushing a regime is no problem at all.

The reason why he was so excited was because Xia Ji firmly believed that as long as the "Contactor" took action, there would be no problem. But now he suddenly told him that the "Contactor" had no intention of taking action and even went into seclusion to practice.

If this isn't because he thinks he doesn't have enough strength to win, what else could it be?

But, but how is this possible?

That's the "Contact Person".

If there is anyone in this world who can be called the "strongest", there is no other choice but the "Contact".

If the "Contact" can't deal with that primitive man, then who else in the world can win?

Faced with Xia Ji's unbelievable questioning, the owner of the voice on the other end of the phone seemed to share the same feeling.

"The situation is not what you think, but... I'm not that optimistic. If you insist, it's like the arms race during the 'Cold War' decades ago, right? Anyway, you can give up tracking."

"Then all my efforts have been in vain?"

"No, it was your efforts that helped the 'Contact' make the decision. To be honest, this is a good thing for me. It can keep the 'Contact' in check. Without his supervision, I can feel more comfortable. Moreover, I can deal with the increasing threat of force from the other side."

"Xia Yan, you bastard...!"

"Anyway, there is no big plan to destroy or save the world. Even if a war breaks out in the future, it will be a matter for future generations. Just trust future generations! That's it. Good night. Have a good dream. Also, don't call me in the middle of the night. Even I can't talk to people calmly every time I'm woken up."

After that, the phone was hung up, and a "beep" sound was heard.

Xia Ji's facial muscles twitched, his hands fell limply, and he stared at the starless night sky in silence, as if he saw the future of [Chong].

"Master, when does the organization plan to take action?"

Just at this moment, several subordinates who were called disciples but were actually thugs came over.

They didn't dare to eavesdrop on the communication between Xia Ji and the higher-ups. Who knew how many secrets were revealed that would lead to murder. However, Xia Ji was indeed not careful with his mouth and it was easy for him to let slip anything other than confidential information.

For example, the news of “taking action against the linga” was spread out in a moment of triumph. Judging from the situation at the time, it had an inspiring effect, and a bad thing turned into a good thing.

But by the same token, it’s not surprising when a good thing suddenly turns into a bad thing.

"… notify the others to retreat, especially those sent to Chiba. If they have done anything bad, clean up the mess if you can, but run away if you can't. Don't leave any evidence behind!"

Xia Ji was silent for a while and then gave the order.

"master?"

The disciples looked at each other, and one of them tried to comfort them: "Don't be angry, the headquarters' orders are more important. Since the headquarters asked us to retreat, it has its own considerations."

"Do I look angry?"

Xia Ji frowned with a puzzled look on his face.

"You are trembling with anger."

"Yes."

"It can't be because of the cold on such a hot day."

"I guess the headquarters doesn't want us to get involved, so we have to come and pick the peaches. Master can't be angry about this."

Xia Ji was completely confused by their chatter, but when he looked down at his hands, he found that they were actually shaking.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, I looked towards the underground parking lot of an apartment not far away.

The street lights illuminate a piece of pure land, and the rest is dark, forming a large area, making it difficult to see what is there.

The night wind blew suddenly, and I shivered suddenly.

Xia Ji understood why he was trembling.

It wasn't about being angry, but because he realized that he was tracking a monster comparable to the "Contact"!

Is this something a coward like him could do? !

"Stop talking! Go! Go!"

Xia Ji's face turned pale and he left in a hurry, as if his butt was on fire.

The greatest source of confidence was of no use, and all the pressure was suddenly on him. How could he bear it? Endless fear and palpitations surged up, and he really wished he had never been here.

……

at the same time.

Like Xia Ji, Shihua also realized how powerful someone is, and that had nothing to do with whether or not one had experience or how much one had developed.

During this period, no one dared to approach the underground parking lot.

No warning needed.

They subconsciously sense the danger, so they stay away from parking lots as if they were away from cliffs or craters. Even if they need to park their cars, they will find other reasons to do other things and park their cars somewhere else.

All this happened invisibly, and everything seemed so natural.

When Vermouth opened the door from inside the room, although she was mentally prepared, she was still shocked by the scene in front of her. Her expression froze for a moment and her eyelids couldn't stop twitching.

Because these two people are too close.

Fortunately, with Linga's ability, it is not difficult to bypass surveillance.

It must not be photographed, otherwise it will inevitably cause panic.

The entire apartment may be classified as a "dangerous building".

As soon as the door opened, Vermouth, who was still a little sleepy, instantly became clear-headed.

She pretended that her nose was uncomfortable, rubbed her philtrum with her fingers to block her nostrils, and breathed through her mouth, but she still choked and coughed repeatedly.

"Cough cough..."

"Where's the girl?"

Linga was quite calm and not afraid of making the house dirty, he just walked into the house barefoot. This large apartment looked expensive, but with his body size he could move around as freely as an ordinary person.

"I haven't woken up yet. I slept very late. Really... If all little girls of this era are like this, then it's the wisest decision for me to be a single."

Vermouth tried to dispel the potential threat from Linga without leaving any trace. It was not because she was overly self-aware, but because she was completely scared.

"I agree..."

Listening to Touka's weak yet firm tone, as if she had learned a similar lesson and suffered similar torture, Vermouth nodded in agreement.

Ling Jia didn't care at all and asked curiously, "She opened the door for you so easily and was fooled by you?"

"I said I was a good friend of her sister and showed her a photo taken together... Of course it was photoshopped."

"She said that Miss Juhua had something urgent to do, so she asked me to look after her for one night. Then she almost killed me with pepper spray and anti-wolf spray because she suspected that I was here to steal diamonds. Her sister was also kidnapped by me... Anyway, it took a lot of effort to fix it."

Vermouth shrugged, and Touka, who had been listening silently, was completely relieved. She squinted her eyes slightly, and seemed to be very sleepy.

"That's normal. That child isn't as 'soft' as he looks."

"What about your side? Do you want me to call an ambulance? This lady doesn't look like she has nothing to worry about."

In fact, the situation may not seem good at first glance, but it is a rare moment of relaxation for people in society.

"Hermaphrodite can be said to be the best nutrient. It can relieve pain, stop bleeding, and speed up metabolism. That minor injury will heal itself in less than an hour, and the rest is a more benign adaptation process... ? Having said that, I am already very surprised that it can be used to this extent for the first time."

Although Linga is so bold, there are only three people on the menu so far, and four people including Shihua.

Declaration of war against Touka.

Linga expressed his full approval.

No matter from which perspective, it is indeed extraordinarily strong.

Even though she was exhausted from celebrating her birthday, I could still feel her unyielding spirit working inside her as I took her home. It was almost like Jack Van Ma's automatic counterattack after he fainted.

Because of this, Linga kept holding her, out of respect for the challenger's recognition and the meaning of the challenge itself.

This is the basic etiquette of "Fanma's Blood".

"I'll go wash up, you're responsible for cleaning, and remember to prepare more breakfast."

Having said that, Linga went to the bathroom on his own.

"..."

Vermouth sighed.

He glanced at the closed door of Rikka's bedroom.

This is not something that can be easily concealed by "cleaning it up".

I hope it can be over before the other person wakes up.

Perhaps Vermouth's wish had come true.

When Rikka woke up and walked out of the room in her pajamas, what she saw was not a scene that would make a JK who had just entered school collapse, but Linga and Touka sitting at the dining table eating breakfast in harmony.

Although Touka was extremely sleepy, in order not to make her sister worry too much, and in addition to the fact that there was no possibility of an accident, she decided to have breakfast and then go to sleep.

"From ancient times...!"

Liuhua was startled, thinking that she was still asleep, and subconsciously blurted out the embarrassing name.

"Shut up, don't say that name, I'm just passing by here, I want to consult your sister about something, go wash up, your breakfast is ready."

"..."

Under Tohka's incredulous gaze, the sister who was immersed in the second-year syndrome actually went to the bathroom obediently like an "ordinary" little girl.

At this moment, she suddenly felt as if... she seemed to have misunderstood something.

(The temperature in Shandong has dropped in the past few days and I am not in a very good condition, so the update is later than usual, but I still have to get full attendance_(:з」∠)_)

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