Chapter 253: The assassin is faster than time, but Lao Tang is not affected!
At the Ganliu Research Institute, Fujiwara Nobunosuke rubbed his aching cervical vertebrae and entered the last set of data into the terminal. After working like a slave all day, it was finally time to rest.
Neither Kassel College nor Sheqi Eight Family has the unique Japanese workplace culture, so there is no need to go to the izakaya for socializing after work.
"Nobunosuke, are you going out to whore again tonight?"
The voice of the white-haired mentor came from behind, with the unique teasing of an elderly person who sees through everything.
The old professor pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and his eyes behind the lenses were meaningful:
"Although you are still young, you should also take care of your health. When I was your teacher, I also loved to play like you, but unfortunately time has not spared me."
Fujiwara Nobunosuke's ears instantly burned after he was caught by his instructor. He hurriedly packed up the experimental equipment in a manner consistent with his character. He caught a glimpse of several seniors who were well-versed in Japanese customs and culture, pricked up their ears and hurriedly explained:
"Professor, you misunderstood! I just..."
His explanation was drowned out by a burst of laughter, so he grabbed his coat and ran away.
Time is tight and the task is heavy. There is no time to mess around with these lackeys of Angers.
According to the latest intelligence, the young master is in a gigolo nightclub called Takamagahara on the streets of Shinjuku. He must find the young master as soon as possible and try to take away the emperor hiding there.
Fujiwara Nobunosuke turned into a dark alley, and after making sure that all possible spies had been shaken off, he lifted the cover of a hidden sewer manhole.
The damp cold wind mixed with a faint smell of disinfectant hit me in the face - thanks to Japan's advanced drainage system, the sewers here are much more spacious and cleaner than their European counterparts.
More than half an hour later, Fujiwara Nobunosuke stopped in front of an extremely hidden suspended iron ladder.
He leaped up, grabbed the extremely hidden suspended iron ladder, and climbed to the top in a few steps.
The cast iron manhole cover above my head was rusty and had signs of peeling at the edges, obviously someone had used it recently.
He pushed hard, but it didn't move.
"rise!"
He took a deep breath, tensed the muscles in his shoulders and back, and tried with all his strength to push it open, but it was as if a huge rock was pressing on the manhole cover and it did not move at all.
But the sound of iron chains rattling could be heard.
Damn...
Fujiwara Nobunosuke cursed in his heart, who in the ditch locked the manhole cover? Was it because they were afraid it would be stolen?
As a Japanese, he certainly knew that the Japanese were as keen on stealing manhole covers as the Gypsies were on cheating, stealing and robbing.
But the doors have to be locked even in nightclubs. Are you afraid that thieves will be hard to keep out at home?
Fujiwara no Nobunosuke had a bit of a toothache. As an assassin, he aimed to kill with one blow, so his speed was incredibly fast. However, his strength was inferior, which was his only shortcoming.
Are we going to return empty-handed again?
The baby-faced assassin was a little unwilling. After three consecutive failures, he was too ashamed to face his Roman master.
After pushing it again and making sure that there was no way to push it open, Fujiwara Nobunosuke had to find another way.
If the underground route is blocked, then go to the sky. Assassins don’t go through the traditional main entrance.
Thinking of this, he jumped back into the ground and strode away.
What he didn't know was that about ten seconds after he left, a blond young man in a white suit and a gray-haired gigolo in a flashy outfit appeared on the second underground floor, and their eyes fell on the iron lock that showed obvious signs of being moved.
"I thought the ghosts could be more patient." Finkel lowered his voice, his face with three lip marks was full of sternness. He held a shotgun in his hand and looked like he had just emerged from a perfume jungle.
Caesar did not respond, and the domain of Word Spirit Kamaitachi expanded silently.
Invisible wind monsters quietly hid in the manhole cover and flew along the pipes. The sound of their flapping wings echoed in the silence and darkness, capturing all the sound waves in the sewer.
Soon, Caesar found out what was happening under his feet.
"How is it, are you still there?"
Finkel held the shotgun and pointed the muzzle at the cast iron manhole cover.
Caesar shook his head and put away the Desert Wings in his hand: "We have already left. This road is blocked. We should change places."
The opponent was so fast that Kamaitachi only had time to catch the sound of footsteps echoing in the sewer.
Finkel nodded when he heard that, and turned to the surveillance camera hidden in the darkness in the corner and made a safe gesture: "If it were you, I should have powered up this manhole cover, and when someone approaches, it would have triggered the alarm and started discharging electricity. In this way, we could have captured a prisoner without any effort just now."
Caesar didn't want to answer such unrealistic questions, so he asked Finkel to stay there and not move, then took the elevator and went upstairs to find Chu Zihang.
Since he knew that the ghosts would come to snatch people, Chu Zihang had already prepared countermeasures. Not only did he clear out all the sound-making objects on the third and fourth floors, he also installed several cameras in the basement, and dozens of pinhole cameras in other places in Takama-ga-hara that could be entered.
The main feature is to be watertight.
He originally wanted to hide a few Broadsword mines underground, but was persuaded by Old Tang that this was too extreme. He was afraid that his teammates and innocent passers-by would be accidentally blown up.
Previously, Chu Zihang, Yabuki Sakura and Sakurai Kogure had been monitoring the area in turns, and any disturbance would be discovered immediately.
Just now, Chu Zihang was staring at the surveillance screen as usual, wondering who the girl he had forgotten was. As soon as he noticed any unusual movement on the manhole cover on the second floor underground, he sent a message to Finkel and Caesar through real-time communication, asking them to go down and check.
On the third floor, in the exclusive box for high-class gigolos, Lao Tang's fingertips unconsciously stroked the wine glass.
He also received the news, but it was just a warning, not a successful invasion. He did not act rashly and continued to drink with Ryoma Xun.
Longma Xun looked at him who had been sipping the wine for a long time and still had one-third of it left, feeling a little dissatisfied, but seeing his slightly furrowed brows, he also realized that he was worried about something.
So she leaned a little closer, her charming and enchanting body almost touching him: "Absent-minded, what are you thinking about?"
The woman's breath brushed past his ears, carrying a faint fragrance.
Today, Longma Xun still came to take care of Lao Tang's business, but compared to watching the gigolo's hard work in the booth on the first floor a few days ago, Lao Tang took the initiative to take her to the third floor tonight.
This was a private room that only high-class gigolos could have, and Lao Tang had only been in the industry for three days, so it was obvious that he was a relative of the gang.
But Ryoma Kaoru didn't care. As long as she got this person's body and mind, soul and flesh, the other party would naturally be open and honest when the time was right.
The past two days, Lao Tang was a little reluctant to be alone with her, but today he was out of character. She thought some new plot would be unlocked, but she didn't expect that this guy just dragged her to the private room to sing, drink and eat fruit plate.
They didn't say many cheesy love words or drink many sips of wine, just like raising fish.
"No, I was just moved by your song and it reminded me of my brother."
Old Tang glanced towards the Japanese-style private room on the side, where Gen Chikyou was talking to Humpback Whale about male-style flower arrangement.
If any accident occurs, he will attack as quickly as possible and refine the thief in an instant.
Ryoma Xun was a little puzzled when she heard this. What she just sang was "Love Story", the atmosphere was about love, and the protagonists were Romeo and Juliet. How did you associate it with your brother?
She put her arm around Old Tang and pinched his chin with her other hand, forcing him to look away:
"What a coincidence. I also have a younger brother named Soichiro. He heard that I didn't go home every night and came here to find you. Yesterday, he specially found someone to teach you a lesson."
"Really? You're such a good brother who cares about your sister." Old Tang nodded slightly. "In order not to worry your family, you'd better not come to places like this."
Hearing this, Long Ma Xun narrowed his eyes, clamped his arms in the abyss, and slightly exerted force on the hand holding his chin: "This is not what I want to hear."
"So what do you want to listen to?" Old Tang didn't look at her directly in order to prevent the earphone hidden in his left ear from being discovered.
"Aren't you curious about Soichiro..." The eldest daughter of the Ryoma family gave up halfway through her words, "Tell me about your brother, my brother is hopeless."
"My brother is a very well-behaved one." Speaking of his brother, Old Tang instantly perked up and straightened his back.
Although he didn't have many memories of his younger brother, Old Tang tried his best to attribute all the positive words he knew to his younger brother, saying the most praiseworthy things that were unmatched in heaven and on earth.
Ryoma Xun felt that what he heard was a little distorted: "Do you have a photo of him? Let me see it."
Old Tang wanted to spread his hands, but his arms were trapped in the cage and he could only shrug: "I was lost when I was a child, and I was adopted and went across the ocean to the United States."
Longma Xun's clothes trembled slightly, and he felt numb: "So your next stop is China, to find your brother?"
"Yeah." Old Tang nodded. He had clearly said that the next step was to take him to find Constantine, so he would not go back on his word.
"Like this." Longma Xun seemed to be thinking about something, and did not ask any more questions. He urged Lao Tang to sing a few songs as well, so as not to eat up all the fruit plate that would be served later.
Upstairs, Caesar pushed open the door of the Wanshiwu, and was greeted by Chu Zihang's cold and murderous gaze.
At this time in the lobby on the fourth floor, the person guarding the surveillance camera had been replaced by Sakurai Kogure.
Sakura Yabuki has put on a specially made combat uniform that is tight and fits her body, showing off her graceful curves to the fullest.
But no one would look at her with blasphemous eyes. After all, she was wrapped with hundreds of shredded metal blades, as thin as cicada wings, which would kill anyone who touched them.
Before, when Lu Mingfei and Lao Tang broke into Genji Heavy Industries to rescue people, she used these metal blades to create a metal storm to block the incoming bullets.
The metal blade that was thrown out at that time was not recovered in time, and the things she has now are donated by Jiude Mai.
Chu Zihang held the demon sword Murasame in his arms. After Caesar arrived and replenished his equipment, the two of them stood up at the same time and walked towards the outer room, followed closely by Ninja Sakura.
Sakurai Kogure, who was watching the surveillance, moved his lips slightly and wanted to say "The little girl's safety is in my hands", but the door closed before he could say anything.
…
The thick clouds swallowed up the last ray of moonlight, and only neon lights were left flowing in the night sky of Tokyo.
The assassin, wearing a black combat uniform and a mask that only revealed his eyes, leaped down from the sky and landed silently on the roof of Takama-ga-hara, which had a drop of nearly ten meters.
The black-clad assassin observed for a moment, grabbed the eaves of the fourth floor, and prepared to jump off the terrace on the third floor.
The huge terrace is connected to the third floor in spring, summer, autumn and winter. During the summer months, as long as you move quietly, you can easily sneak into Takama-ga-hara without attracting any attention.
The moment he let go and fell, the hairs on the back of his neck suddenly stood up.
A cold light flashed from the window on the fourth floor, and the muffled sound of a silenced pistol was heard almost at the same time.
"puff--"
The bullet penetrated the paper-covered wooden window and shot towards the falling black figure.
The moment the black shadow sensed the coming crisis, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then his golden pupils instantly ignited, and the invisible domain unfolded almost instantly.
The world froze in an instant.
The bullet hovered half a meter away from his temple, and the spinning bullet stirred up ripples in the air.
Fujiwara Nobunosuke's toes touched the eaves, and his whole body fell and changed direction like a bird with a broken wing. The bullet grazed his mask and drew invisible ripples in the night sky!
"Bang!"
The black shadow fell to the ground, and the potted plants on the third-floor terrace exploded. Fujiwara Nobunosuke rolled over to relieve the force, and heard continuous gunfire from above. It was the Desert Eagle that was still loud even with a silencer installed.
Just by hearing the iconic gunshot, he knew who the attacker was.
With a sneer on his lips, he dodged the incoming bullets with ease, and a hint of complacency flashed in Fujiwara Nobunosuke's eyes.
No matter how accurate your shooting skills are, in the realm of zero time, these bullets will move as slow as a snail.
"Young master, we are on the same side, don't shoot." He wanted to say this but couldn't. Fujiwara Nobunosuke quickly rushed towards Xia Yuejian.
Now that he has been exposed, he will no longer act and will take away the emperor hiding inside before his ability reaches its limit.
Can’t find the old one and can’t catch a young one?
“Clang——!!!”
With the sound of a knife, the paper door in Xia Yuejian suddenly exploded.
Chu Zihang came through the air holding the magic sword Murasame, the cold blade reflecting a colorful halo in the neon lights.
This Iai Slash was as fast as thunder. If Fujiwara Nobunosuke was in normal condition, he would have no confidence in avoiding this "Kassel Academy Close Combat Invincibility" sword. He would have to swing his sword to fight against it, and might even be chopped away by the sword because of lack of strength!
However, in the vision of time zero, the direction of the demon sword was clearly discernible, and the slightest change in the sword master of the Youth Palace's scorching golden eyes and handsome face could not escape Fujiwara Nobunosuke's eyes.
The black-clad assassin dodged sideways calmly and hit Chu Zihang's carotid artery accurately with his knife.
But at the moment when the opponent was about to collapse, the pair of never-extinguished golden eyes suddenly burst into light!
Without any hesitation, Chu Zihang burst into blood for the second time!
Standing up his fallen body, Chu Zihang gritted his teeth and swung his sword again. His sword style was even faster than the previous one, but unfortunately, in the ultimate time zero zone, he still couldn't hit the target.
Fujiwara Nobunosuke kicked the swordsman who was swinging the sword away with a whirlwind kick, but before he could finish him off, he heard the sound of glass breaking above his head.
Caesar leaped down from the sky like a god, his two guns spewing flames, and seven bullets formed a death net to block his movement, but in the realm of time zero, it became a slow-motion silent movie.
Fujiwara Nobunosuke passed through the barrage like a ghost, violently rushed out of the Natsuki room, and headed straight for the Haruzakura room where Minamoto Chino was.
Noticing the noise outside, Yuan Zhinv, who was chatting happily with the humpback whale, suddenly had a flash of light in her eyes and pulled out a long knife from under the table.
The weak and thin body suddenly twisted, and the knife flashed like snow across the sky, but it was ridiculously slow in the eyes of the assassin.
“Too slow!”
Fujiwara no Nobunosuke curled his lips in disdain, and in a flash he had circled behind Minamoto no Chijo, holding a tube of anesthetic that was enough to knock a whale over in an instant, and stabbed it directly into the back of his neck.
But just as the needle with a flashing cold light was about to fall, the wall on the right exploded!
"boom--!!!"
Brick walls shattered and wood chips flew everywhere.
A man with a pair of funny scowls broke through the wall, as strong as a tiger and as swift as a leopard. As Fujiwara Nobunosuke's pupils shrank, the hand that smelled of wine actually grabbed his wrist accurately.
"I got you!" The man with scowl grinned, his white teeth looked like the scythe of the god of death, which frightened Fujiwara Nobunosuke.
"How is this possible!?" Fujiwara Nobunosuke's shock was frozen beneath his mask. He clearly saw that the bald man and the knife-wielding boy beside him were still moving slowly, but why -
This man's movements are completely unaffected by time zero?!
Could it be that he is also the owner of Time Zero? !
As he was wondering, the fist with the fragrance of his daughter rapidly enlarged in his vision. The simple straight punch carried the momentum to crush mountains.
Amid the roar of his fist tearing through the air, Fujiwara Nobunosuke twisted his body forcefully, veins bulging on his forehead, and his time zero realm was almost raised to the limit. He wanted to rely on his proud speed to eat the man with the scowl alive.
However, what made him desperate was——
Old Tang is not affected!
"Bang!"
Fujiwara Nobunosuke only had time to raise his hand to block, and the next moment he was struck by a sharp pain. His arm was shattered the moment it touched the heavy punch, and then the powerful straight punch seemed to have no weakening at all and hit him directly in the chest.
With a loud "crack", thick blood spurted out of his mouth, soaking his mask, and then the whole person flew out backwards like a rag sack.
In the distance, Chu Zihang, who was kicked away, had just landed on the ground. Caesar had just rushed into Xia Yuejian. Before he had time to join the battlefield, he saw a black shadow "swish" passing by him, flying straight out of the terrace and falling towards the street.
(End of this chapter)
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