Cursed Blue Black Flash

Xie Zhiyong said in a low tone, "There were originally five people, but one of them was killed by Curse when he was on a mission some time ago..."

"Only five people?" Lin Ran was stunned. There must be at least a dozen such things. Five people can also be called an organization.

But since it is a branch, it is normal to have lower requirements, but five people are indeed too few.

"Otherwise, do you think there are many Jujutsu teachers now, especially in this era when Cursed Spirit Curse is rampant, Jujutsu teachers are very scarce, plus there are Curse teachers, Jujutsu teachers are even more scarce." Jie Zhiyong understands. Lin Ran didn't know much about these, so he continued.

"Especially in summer, the frequency of the birth and appearance of the Curse Cursed Spirit will be more obvious. At this time, the Jujutsu division is not enough."

"Curse is not limited by lifespan, and will increase in number and strength as the population increases. Human life is very short, and it is limited to become stronger, so Jujutsu will be passed on through blood, but now there are too few people with Jujutsu blood. So precious."

"The bloodline of Jujutsu division is integrated and strengthened a little bit, coupled with human intervention, even if the number of Jujutsu divisions is declining, the strength can keep up with the speed of Curse's increase, and it can barely maintain the balance of combat power between the two sides, but this balance is limited to Curse, Curse division. Not counted among them."

Lin Ran nodded and said: "What you said is really reasonable, but it's useless to worry about this kind of thing. If we have more Curse, we can do our best. Improving our strength is the kingly way."

"That being said, it takes a lot of financial and material resources to train a Jujutsu teacher. Every Jujutsu teacher dies is a loss to the Jujutsu world." Xie Zhiyong seems to be still worried about the death of his compatriots.

Lin Ran did not continue to talk to him. Now that he has embarked on the path of the Jujutsu teacher, he has to think about the day when he will die. No matter what he decides, he must pay the price for his choice.

Half an hour later, in a slightly remote area from downtown Tokyo, after Xie Zhiyong parked his car, he got off and pointed to the abandoned parking lot not far away and said, "This is our branch base, you can imagine it down here. Will there be an organization of Jujutsu teachers?"

"I really can't think of it. If I look for it like that, I don't know when I will find it." Lin Ran is responsible for his previous stupid behavior. He did think too simple before, thinking that it would be relatively easy to find the relevant firm.

In fact, it is really unclear if this kind of thing is not in contact, and it is so secretive.

"Come in, I'll introduce you to everyone, I hope you will like it." Xie Zhiyong greeted Lin Ran and walked into the abandoned parking lot first.

Lin Ran followed into the parking lot and found that the original elevator here was broken, but there was a small elevator in a relatively hidden place on the other side.

After the two got on the elevator, Jie Zhiyong took out a card from his pocket and swiped it at the seemingly normal display screen. A picture of understanding Zhiyong and some identification certificates appeared on the display screen.

After the elevator started, it directly reached the negative fourth floor. As soon as the door opened, a smell of instant noodles floated over.

In front of Lin Ran's eyes was a large chaotic room. Large and small boxes and some documents were scattered around. The lights on the roof seemed to have not been wiped for a while, and were slightly dim.

On the side of a simple table, there is a girl with tattoos on both hands and legs. She is naked on a table full of documents with her bipod, holding a bucket of instant noodles in her hands, and her mouth is constantly sucking.

On the other side, there was a man in his early thirties, with a green head, flipping through the documents.

"Come in, this is our stronghold." Xie Zhiyong seemed to be accustomed to the look here and directly let Lin Ran in.

"Seriously? You don't have a normal person here. You have all the time to eat instant noodles. Can you get rid of Cursed Spirit?" Lin Ran really took it. He had expectations before he came. After all I have never been to any secret organization or secret stronghold. I always have good illusions.

After I arrived, I found out, where is the stronghold here, it is the slum, if there are a few homeless people here, then it is completely in line with the scene.

"Where is the kid from?" The girl with her legs on the table raised her head and glanced at Lin Ran, and her gaze fell on Xie Zhiyong again: "Didn't you go out to improve the food, why did you bring someone back?"

"Yiyi, you should pay attention to your image. We don't care about our own people. Now that there are outsiders, you put down your long legs!" Xie Zhiyong touched his forehead, woman.

"You also know that there are outsiders. You brought back an outsider casually? Are you okay?" The girl named Yiyi finally put her legs down, raised her hand and threw the instant noodles into the trash can.

Lin Ran glanced at the trash can. There were at least four or five buckets of instant noodles in it. It seems that this girl often eats instant noodles.

But having said that, this woman is really good-looking. She is only eighteen or nineteen years old. She has a black and bright shawl and short hair. She looks very capable. Coupled with the tattoos on her body, she looks wild.

It's just that the bottom of her foot is a bit dark, and it is estimated that she walked around on the ground with bare feet to make it dark.

"This will not be an outsider right away, let me introduce to you, this is a student of Tokyo Jujutsu College, Lin Ran, should also be regarded as a Chinese." Xie Zhiyong said this sentence in Chinese, and they usually use Japanese. The purpose of communication is to strengthen spoken language and facilitate in-depth.

Hearing that Lin Ran is a student of Jujutsu College in Tokyo, the green-haired uncle who had not planned to speak suddenly looked at Jie Zhiyong: "What you said is true?"

"Yeah, boss, I don't have to lie to you. I am not going to have fun this time. No, I will bring you a Jujutsu master." Xie Zhiyong smiled, this is considered meritorious.

"Do you speak Chinese?" The green-haired man looked at Lin Ran at this time.

"Yes." Lin Ran nodded.

"Okay, let me introduce to you first, this one is Zhang Yiyi, the one next to you is Xie Zhiyong, my name is Itsukushima, the person in charge here, and the other is called Kong Yue, who has not come back outside, where you are now The place is the Tokyo branch of the Night Owl organization."

"Hello everyone!" Lin Ran said politely. Until now, he hasn't gotten out of this messy environment psychologically.

"Have you thought about joining our'Night Owl'?" Lin Ran laughed when Itsukushima finished saying this.

"I'm already here with you. If you don't join, it won't make sense. After all, you all know your base camp. Even if I don't join, you can let me go?"

"You're not stupid." Zhang Yiyi only took a close look at Lin Ran at this time, at least for now.

"That's easy to say, let me introduce you to the organization first, so that you can understand it." Itsukushima laughed and started to introduce the organization to Lin Ran.

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