Budo Supreme from Conan

I don't know how much time passed, but Jiang Wudao covered his head with one hand and climbed up from the marble floor. The thing had a lot of stamina and made him still dizzy.

But this is not a problem. What he cares about now is how much his physical fitness has increased after processing and swallowing the monster's blood.

In fact, using alchemy techniques to maximize the effect of these monster blood is the best choice, but there is no way. Now he has no technical personnel, and secondly, he does not have equipment such as an alchemy furnace, or even a fire.

How to practice?

Isn’t this nonsense!

"Wait a minute, why do I feel like my physical fitness hasn't improved much?"

Jiang Wudao gathered his concentration to explore his current body, searching every part of his body, and finally found several large characters shining with dark golden light in his lower abdomen.

"It is forbidden to use foreign objects, unless it is a monster you killed yourself, and no tricks are allowed. Don't worry, I will always supervise you and I will not let you go astray - your dear father."

Jiang Wudao had no expression on his face, but in his heart he didn't know how many times he had scolded a certain old immortal.

Why can't I use the monster blood that I obtained with my own skills? Ah? Are you saying that I picked it up because people didn't know that monster blood would increase my cultivation level after eating it?

It's ridiculous. I'm more knowledgeable than him and I can still blame me? Besides, the scholar's thing can be said to be a mistake, it's obviously an opportunity that I encountered!

Speaking of which, when I get rich in the future, can I bully others who don't have the knowledge to buy some monster blood? This is what you and I want, so why not?

As if he noticed the change in Jiang Wudao's thoughts, a few more dark golden fonts appeared out of thin air in his lower abdomen, which was really magical.

"It is forbidden to use foreign objects, unless it is a monster you killed yourself, and no tricks are allowed. Don't worry, I will always supervise you and I will not let you go astray - your dear father."

"It's not impossible to buy it with money, but you must tell the effect of eating monster blood, otherwise it will be invalid - my dear father."

Jiang Wudao was completely speechless now, so he raised his two middle fingers and cursed: "I am a little bastard! I am a little bastard!"

This move can be said to be an underhanded move that hurts Bei must, injuring the enemy eight hundred and injuring oneself a thousand. Calling yourself a little bastard is actually calling your father a big bastard.

Jiang Wudao's old father, who was holding dogtail grass in his mouth above the starry sky and fishing on the starry sky sea with a fishing rod, had a strange look on his face and kept muttering something in his mouth: "You bastard, you even scolded yourself for scolding me."

Okay, don’t you know it’s okay if I block you?”

But out of concern for his children, the old father took down a small fish that had just fallen from his fishing rod.

"The body of this fish is just right, not too big and not too small. I don't think this fish is very strong. But after all, it is in this vast galaxy and tastes good. When the time comes, that kid Jiang Wudao is ready to go to another world.

It’s time to give him a little surprise.”

He is not a narrow-minded person. You see, isn't this very generous? He even gave a fish he just caught to Jiang Wudao as a gift not long after. What a good father he is!

The perspective returned to Jiang Wudao. It was already midnight when he woke up. He had to do some things tomorrow, and he needed to go to bed early today to ensure that he was full of energy.

Jiang Wudao woke up at this time without waiting for the familiar rooster's crow.

He came to his closet in disheveled clothes and finally picked out a decent one from the pile of clothes.

After all, we are meeting with the black organization. Even if there is a red team member burying the black team's chess piece on the opposite side, even if the black organization only has Gin Shu Jin Jin Ye Ye, even if...

But no matter what, the black organization's skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it still has heavy firepower in its hands. Not to mention the current Jiang Wudao, even Uzumaki Naruko will hate the northwest and fly away.

Putting on a suit that fit him well, Jiang Wudao went to the bathroom to comb his messy hair and washed his face. He finally looked better. After all, Jiang Wudao's mother's genes were quite strong.

I just don’t know how to fall in love with my father.

After quarreling with his old father, Jiang Wudao took the envelope and after asking for directions again and again, he finally arrived at Café Poirot.

Maybe it was still early, and there weren't many people in the coffee shop. Jiang Wudao glanced at the watch in his hand and found that it was only six o'clock now. There were really dedicated people in this coffee shop.

However, a cafe with not so many people is quite good. What stands out is that it is quiet and clean. The chandelier above the head is still on, which makes Jiang Wudao feel a little strange.

When I think about it carefully, it’s even more strange that it was dawn so early when I came here. Maybe, this is a rich family!

"Waiter! Please bring me a cup of coffee. I haven't had much coffee. Don't cry. I like sweet things."

After hearing Jiang Wudao's speech, the only cafe in the store couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart: "Are you here to drink coffee? You are here to find trouble alone. If you like sweets so much, why don't you go?

Buy a large box of lollipops from the supermarket next door, young man, I suspect something is wrong with you."

Just when he was thinking wildly, the boss in pajamas just came down from the second floor: "Hey! What are you doing here? Didn't the customer already say that he wants to drink coffee? What are you doing standing there? Don't hurry up and do it."

The series of questions shocked Bourbon, but as a strictly trained spy, he could still hold back at this level unless he couldn't help it anymore.

After a while, Bourbon came to Jiang Wudao's position with coffee in hand. He looked at a letter Jiang Wudao deliberately placed on the table and understood it instantly.

At the same time, I was complaining in my heart about why this person had already contracted the bad habits of the black organization and fell in love with black clothes before he joined the black organization?

Speaking of which, other people in the black-clad organization are really talented. They wear black every day for fear that others will not notice them, which makes some people regard black as the standard equipment of the organization.

Sorry, I subconsciously used the code name of the Black Organization to refer to it. Oh my god, it turns out that the person I mentioned above is actually me.

He put the letter he had sent into his pocket when no one saw it, and said loudly to the boss: "Boss! There are no customers in the store now. The person who ordered coffee just now was my friend. Can we have a chat?"

"

"Okay." The boss didn't bother and agreed directly.