Pochi-chan, I used to be a princess.

"Three years ago, I died like this..."

Huanghun could feel a little bit of what Goto Ichiri felt. Seeing the video of his own death was a really strange feeling.

The shattered upper body exposed the skeleton. Anya was so frightened that her legs straightened and her eyes were as big as dumplings: "Father is dead!?"

Hearing Anya's voice, Huanghun immediately realized that this scene seemed to be rated 15+, and he quickly reached out to cover Anya's eyes.

Anya blinked her eyes and lay obediently in Yoel's arms, watching the second-hand video through the dusk and Yoel's inner voice.

As a result, Huang Hun saw that Anya was so honest and guessed what was going on: "Oh, Anya can also read minds."

"Miss Youl, it's time for Anya to go to bed. Take her to the inner room."

"Aniya, don't sleep! Aniya is not sleepy!"

Anya danced and struggled in Yoel's arms.

Yoel picked up Anya and said seriously, "Miss Anya, you can't be willful. If you don't get enough sleep and you are not energetic, you will get your head chopped off."

"Quaa?!"

Anya's eyes widened, and in Yoel's mind, a scene emerged in which she witnessed a killer who fell into a trap and had his brain chopped off because of his poor mental state.

"Ahem, ahem, Ms. Youer, for Anya's mental health, please don't let Anya see the scene of having her head chopped off and her upper body smashed."

Dusk coughed a few times. Didn't get enough sleep? Was this a prophecy for him?

To be honest, no matter he was a corporate slave, a sorcerer, or a spy, he couldn't get a good night's sleep.

"I'll never have a peaceful rest in my life."

Hummingbird looked at the slowly darkening screen and couldn't help but sigh.

Settling down in a city with low prices and spending the rest of your life in peace, what a simple wish it is.

Is it possible that such a small wish cannot be realized?

So, why should we sleep for a long time when we are alive, since we will sleep forever after death?

Huanghun couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although he still didn't understand how he came back to life, he was afraid that he would suffer the same fate.

He is destined to be busy for others throughout his life.

"Death without regrets..."

Amuro Toru covered his face with his palms.

Kenji Hagiwara, Jinpei Matsuda, Kou Date, and Kagemitsu Morofushi, the figures of four people emerged from Toru Amuro's mind.

Amuro Toru asked himself: "Did they die without regrets? Can I face death without regrets?"

Amuro Toru doesn't know.

But he felt that if he could eliminate the crows, he might have no regrets after witnessing their extinction.

In Toru Amuro's opinion, Kento Nanami has no regrets because he passed on his beliefs to Yuji Itadori.

Although he was dead, his beliefs lived on in Itadori Yuji. But what about himself? He was the last one alive, and he would not rest in peace until he destroyed the organization.

At this moment, Toru Amuro's phone vibrated.

Toru Amuro glanced at the caller's name and answered the call.

"XXX Park Road."

A cold voice came from the phone.

"OK, I'll be there soon."

Toru Amuro hung up the phone, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"The organization is planning to attack the Foger family? A top assassin, a sorcerer, and two people with super powers, can they do it?"

Toru Amuro doesn't think the organization has no desire for future vision and mind reading, but he thinks it's a bad move.

Now the Ministry of Security has set its sights on the Foger family. It is impossible for the organization to use firepower such as armed helicopters. Even if ordinary people have guns, how can they deal with the combination of sorcerer + top killer + future vision + mind reading?

Not only will you fail to succeed, but you will also expose yourself.

Toru Amuro reported the news to his superiors at the National Police Agency, and then went to the address given by Gin.

However, when Toru Amuro arrived at his destination, he understood why the organization had such confidence.

"Hey, hello."

On the rooftop of the office building, a blue-haired man with stitches all over his face greeted Amuro Toru in a frivolous tone.

The pair of eyes, with the right eye gray and the left eye blue, swept over Amuro Toru, causing him to tremble all over.

Special grade cursed spirit—real person!

The Black Organization's talents account for 99%, and although 98% of them are undercover agents, when these undercover agents act for the same goal, their efficiency will be higher than any other organization.

For example, when other countries are unable to reach the East Country in the first time, the undercover agents planted in the Black Organization will put on the identity of the Black Organization and become active immediately.

Gin was bewildered. When had the organization become so efficient? Normally, they were ineffective at everything they did, but today, in just over ten minutes, they had pinpointed the approximate location of the Fujita family.

Confused as he was, the mission still had to be carried out. He came to the commanding heights of the locked area and summoned the organization members in the Balint area.

During this process, a man appeared in his car.

"Are you planning to kill him? You're not strong enough yet."

The sudden noise scared Vodka, who was driving, so much that he almost drove the car onto the sidewalk.

Gin drew his gun reflexively, but when he saw the man sitting next to him, he used his great self-control to control the finger that was about to pull the trigger.

Gin thought calmly for a moment, put down his gun, and calmly asked the real person, "Real person? Are you going to help us?"

Vodka cast an admiring look at Gin.

"As expected of a big brother, he remains so calm in the face of such a monster."

The real person crossed his legs, a cold smile on his face: "Without the cursed power, you can't even see Nanami Kento's position, so, do you want to accept my transformation?"

Zhenren raised his right hand, and the movement of his five fingers made Vodka shudder.

Gin looked at Masato coldly, questioning his intentions... "If you need cyborgs, there are cyborgs everywhere. That kind of thing is useless to Nanami Kento. You're not looking for us just for that kind of trash, are you? You killed Nanami Kento before, and you won't need us if you want to kill him again."

"I've already killed someone once, so I'm not interested in killing them again... Why did they come back to life?"

Gin carefully analyzed Masato's words and actions.

The first sentence is obviously false. If you were truly not interested, you wouldn't have approached them.

That sentence without a beginning or an end, mumbling to himself, hides the truth.

Because they're concerned about the unknown? Because their strength hasn't recovered? It's impossible to confirm, but cooperation is possible.

Gin calmly asked, "Can your Wuwei transformation transform a normal person into a sorcerer? You used this ability on Yoshino Junpei, and now you plan to use it on us too?"

The real person laughed noncommittally and said, "Hahahaha, do you need this power?"

Gin closed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "If it is a stable force, I will not refuse it."

Chapter 36: The True Man's Rebellion

On the rooftop where more than a dozen men in black gathered, Gin glanced coldly at Amuro Toru and said coldly, "You're too slow."

Amuro Toru laughed out loud: "Sorry, sorry, it was too sudden... Could this be Mr. Masatoshi?"

Toru Amuro shifted his gaze away from the real person and looked around. Including him, there were fifteen people in total, only five of whom were from the East, and the appearance of the others looked like they came from ten different countries.

He only knew seven of them, all of whom were official members with code names. Judging from the attitudes of the other eight, they should also be members with code names.

Amuro Toru murmured in his heart: "What a grand gesture."

Gin said to Masato, "He troubled you too."

"It's not a big deal, because I like to play with souls too."

The real person's voice revealed a strong sense of malice, but the people around him remained calm.

It's just a daily routine of trying to get the skin of a tiger.

Amuro Toru's eyes paused.

"Transforming the soul to become a sorcerer? No wonder he's collaborating with a cursed spirit born to destroy humanity. So that's why."

Amuro Toru walked towards the real person with a firm look in his eyes.

Life and death are in the hands of others, so what? If you want something, you must pay for it.

The more powerful the power, the greater the risk you have to take to obtain it.

As long as he becomes a sorcerer, the East Country will have a sample of a sorcerer.

"My lover is this country, and for her, I will do everything in my power."

The real person pressed his palm on Amuro Toru's forehead, injected the cursed power into his brain, and began to transform Amuro Toru's brain.

Because it was not a disposable item, the real person's operation was very delicate and it took a full three minutes to complete the transformation.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The real person applauded himself: "Alright, the painless surgery is complete. My work is over. Now it's the stage for you evildoers. Please don't hesitate to do it."

"It's not over yet."

Gin threw the cigarette on the ground, crushed it with his foot, and his eyes were cold.

Zhenren looked at Gin with a smile, and the expressions of Vodka and others suddenly became nervous.

"Calm down, big brother. Although it's our usual practice to rob others after a deal is done, the other party is a special-grade cursed spirit. We can't afford to offend him!"

Gin said coldly: "I'm going to get fifty gangsters and place them behind that apartment building. Please turn them into cyborgs."

The real person covered his face and laughed: "Oh? Hahahaha, humans, you really are evil itself. Fine, I agree to your request."

The real person put down his hands, and his ferocious face made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

He jumped back, his body transformed into a falcon, and flew towards the tented apartment.

The pitch-black curtain was broken, and the dusk inside the apartment was instantly noticed. He walked quickly to the window and saw that the curtain that was like a night cover was gradually disappearing.

Yuri asked sharply, "What happened?"

"The account is broken."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang, the floor of the apartment shook, and an angry and painful roar came from outside the apartment.

Huanghun's expression changed drastically: "Oh no! It's a real person!"

At this moment, Anya stumbled out and shouted to Dusk: "Father, bad guys have surrounded us!"

Before he could finish, a loud noise came from the bedroom, accompanied by Joel's shouting. Yuri and Huanghun immediately rushed into the bedroom, only to see a big hole in the bedroom wall. Strange monsters rushed in from outside, and were kicked out one by one by Joel.

Yuri pulled out his gun and fired. The bullet, which had no magical power, penetrated the skin of the cyborg. Yuri immediately judged: "Is this a cyborg of a real person? Huang Hun, be careful, don't let the real person touch my sister!"

As he spoke, Yuri fired repeatedly, and the bullets accurately hit the cyborg's eyes. The cyborg screamed in pain. Yoel stabbed the two needles into the cyborg's brain and heart, killing one of them without mercy.

Immediately afterwards, the modified humans on the street outside stepped on the corpses of their own kind without any hesitation and jumped into the house. This time, Huang Hun took action.

Huang Hun's figure flashed like a golden flash, and the kitchen knife slashed across the cyborg's neck. When the blood spurted out, the cyborg's head rolled to the ground.

Yuri asked in surprise: "Where did you get this kitchen knife?"

Huang Hun walked to the hole in the wall and said as he looked outside: "I borrowed it when I went to pick up Miss Youer."

Dozens of modified humans suddenly appeared on the street and were causing destruction everywhere. The apartment where they stayed was a key target of attention, and even the walls were smashed.

The surroundings were in chaos. Gangsters who were transformed from real people into monsters were venting their anger in a frenzy. The doors of cars parked on the road were torn open by the transformed people with brute force, and street lamps were broken by the transformed people with their fists. Citizens walking on the road screamed and fled, and the transformed people chased after them with howls that sounded like laughter.

"Help, help!"