My life in Tokyo

He has been under enough pressure during this period and will not be defeated by this setback again.

Rejected by other masters, the only path left for me to choose is the boxing master, Ogata Ikjinsai!

Before meeting Lin Yuansheng,

The death rate of Ogata Ikishinsai's disciples is the highest among all the masters, close to 100%. This is also the reason why Lin Yuansheng did not see any fellow disciples of his, because most of them had died before he arrived.

Rather than being disciples, they were more like Ogata Ikishinsai's experimental subjects.

Used to experiment with new moves, can consume replacement materials.

"Become my disciple to test new techniques. Perhaps one day you will surpass the original master. But this is the price. Can you accept it?"

The Fist Saint asked coldly.

"As long as I can become stronger, I am willing to accept any price!"

Asamiya Ryuto gritted his teeth and growled.

Chapter 167: The Marquis of Vauban

America Florida.

A young man wearing a baseball cap and carrying a shopping bag walked out of the convenience store in a low-key manner. He avoided surveillance cameras in the town and deliberately walked around several times before entering a motel.

"I'm back from buying food!"

The young man put down his shopping bags and spoke to the solemn short-haired woman and boy in the room.

The woman and the boy let down their guard and came closer.

The two of them simply shared the water and bread in the shopping bag to fill their stomachs.

"Trea, have you been discovered by others?" the boy asked cautiously.

The young man smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm very careful."

The boy finally felt relieved and sat quietly beside the bed, pushing the extra food to his 'mother' obediently and sensibly.

If I didn't know the boy's real age,

Treia would also be moved by the boy's understanding.

But when he thought that the other person was hundreds of years older than him, he felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony.

"Philo, oh Philo, you really gave me a big surprise."

Treya sighed deeply.

Ten days ago, Treia was just an ordinary American farm youth. His only friends were the Philo family who moved here five years ago. He thought that he would live such an ordinary and simple life forever.

however,

The uninvited guests broke into the town where they lived and destroyed the tranquility of the town.

A highway battle royale that only happens in movies actually happens in Treia's life. Only then does he truly know the identity of his neighbors' family.

【Undead】

According to Philo's explanation, their family is a group of aliens who have gained immortality for some reason.

The organization that is hunting them also wants to obtain the power of immortality from them. For nearly a hundred years, the Filo family has been changing their residences, hiding under different names, and has remained in hiding until now.

"I wonder how Philo is doing now?"

The boy, Cheswolf Meyer, the adopted son of the Philo family, suddenly looked depressed.

During the escape, Treia was mistakenly involved by them. In order to cover their escape, Filo took the initiative to attract firepower and buy time.

"Don't worry." The woman touched Chase's head and said gently, "Filo will definitely find a way to escape."

After that, the woman turned to Treya and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Treya, for involving you in our affairs."

Treya said nonchalantly.

"Philo and I are good friends. His business is my business, and I promised him that I would protect you!"

Treya is a traditional American youth, passionate, cheerful and stubborn.

In his opinion, no matter what the real age of the mother and child is, as a man, he has the obligation to protect his friend's family.

“The question is, where do we go next?”

After fleeing with Chase and Enis, he finally had time to think about what to do next.

First of all, America definitely can't stay there anymore.

The force hunting down Filo's family was extremely powerful, and was even connected to the military, making their days on the run extremely miserable.

Treia’s idea now is to take the mother and son out of the border and escape from America’s sphere of influence.

"I heard that Japan has implemented a human rights bill for Asians. How about I take you out of the United States first, and then find a way to go to Japan?"

Treya offered advice.

Enis shook her head and said, "We are different from the subhumans."

What's the difference...Trea muttered to himself, but still didn't say anything.

"We've been hunted before, and Philo told me that if we encounter an emergency, we can go to Maiza!"

Chase said suddenly.

"Who is Meza?" Treya grabbed his hair.

Enis explained: "Maiza is also an undead, but he has lived longer than us. He is our friend. He will definitely find a way to help us rescue Filo!"

Chase said, "But the last time we contacted Maiza was three years ago. He was in Greece at that time. I wonder where he is now?"

"It's okay, I saved his number."

Enis took out her cell phone.

The three did not contact each other directly via mobile phone, but instead used a public phone cautiously.

Fortunately, the thing they were most worried about did not happen. After a brief silence, the phone was connected, and the familiar voices of two undead were heard.

"....I see."

After listening to the cause and effect,

Mai Za's tone on the other end of the phone also became serious.

"Mr. Treya, could you please send Enis and the others to the US-Mexico border? I will send someone to pick them up."

“Is it enough to just send it to the US-Mexico border?”

For some reason, Treya felt a little disappointed.

"Yes, as long as it can be delivered, you are just an ordinary person and should not be involved in our affairs. This is purely an accident. I apologize to Filo on your behalf. When everything is over, we will come to your house to apologize in person."

Mai Za paused, and then said: "As long as you cut off your relationship with us, I believe the pursuers will not make things difficult for you."

Treya looked at Enis and her son, was silent for a while, and finally agreed.

After hanging up the phone, he quickly took the mother and son to the US-Mexico border.

Although Treia, who had always longed for excitement, was disappointed that he could no longer participate in this exciting and extraordinary life, he did not complain at all. He kept his promise to his friend and remained responsible to the end.

Not long after the three men left, another group of people came to the town.

"They just left not long ago. We can catch up now."

"But which direction should we chase?"

Everyone searched the motel where Treia had stayed carefully, but could not find any clues. Before leaving, Treia had cleared all traces of his stay.

He even deliberately created several false identities to confuse the enemy.

This method was provided by Chase, and it was also because of this young and smart immortal that the three of them were able to escape safely until now.

"Don't worry, their good days are over!"

Someone sneered, then turned aside and bowed respectfully to a strangely dressed woman in the crowd.

"My dear witch, thank you for your help."

The woman was wearing a grey robe similar to that of an ancient witch, holding a crystal ball in her hand, and had strange runes on her face, making her look particularly strange.

She held up the crystal ball in her hand and muttered something.

The crystal ball suddenly glowed with light, and a distant scene emerged. It was actually a real scene of Treya and his two companions driving wildly on a wilderness road.

This scene made the pursuers amazed and envious.

Witches are extraordinary beings with predictive and perceptual abilities among America's many extraordinary systems. Although their combat capabilities are not strong, their strategic significance is extremely important. Once such people are discovered, they will be protected immediately.

Unexpectedly, in order to hunt down these undead, [SSI] was willing to even use the witch.

"I saw them."

The witch looked at the crystal ball and was about to determine Treya's exact location when she saw the crystal ball suddenly turn dark.

What's going on...The witch, who has always been protected by America's official supernatural agency, has never encountered such a situation. After a brief confusion, she once again mobilized her magic power to observe Treia's location.

however,

The witch did not see Treya's location in the crystal ball, but saw an eye.

It was an eye like an emerald, with a cold and arrogant look, like a god from the sky looking down at the ants on the earth.

"careful!"

The knight who was responsible for protecting the witch rushed forward, grabbed the witch and pressed her under him.

Almost at the same time, the crystal ball exploded with a loud bang. The surging energy fluctuations were almost tangible, with a heart-pounding power, and swallowed up the entire motel in an instant.

Boom-boom-

The sound was like an earthquake, attracting the attention of the residents of the town.

But when they arrived, they could only stare blankly at the motel which had become a ruin.

Soon, firefighters arrived, quickly cleared the rubble and rescued the survivors.

As bodies were carried out one after another, the mood of the residents of the town sank to the bottom and they lost hope of finding any survivors.

"There are still living people here!"

Suddenly, a firefighter started yelling.

Everyone rushed forward to help, carried the dying knight out, and pulled out the unconscious witch with blood and tears in her eyes from his arms.

The knight opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Vauban..."

His eyes were full of trembling and fear as he uttered the following words.

"Marquis!"

Chapter 168 YOMI Invitation Letter

The quiet town was taken over by the military.

The atmosphere was solemn and tense.

"Marquis Vauban...why would such a big shot get involved in something like this?"

In the military tent, the sorcerer, who was dressed strangely, fell into inexplicable anxiety.

The officer in the tent had never heard of the name of Marquis Vauban, and he approached without any courtesy.

"Mr. Gene, why are we wasting our time here?"

The officer was very dissatisfied and his tone was somewhat threatening.

"Don't forget our mission. We need to bring the undead back for interrogation and force out the formula of the wine of immortality. Those big shots are waiting for the wine of immortality to save their lives!"

"Shut up!"