I, the Lord of God, recruit witches to make money

The cabinet's quarrels and blame-shifting do not affect the progress of the hunt for Raymond.

Between signal towers, countless messages are transmitted to thousands of households every moment.

One of them penetrated a room in Shinjuku, causing a cell phone to ring.

A white and tender arm reached out from the quilt, trying to turn off the source of the noise, but was covered by another slightly rough hand.

The curly-haired man kissed the woman's forehead gently to express his apology. He stood up and leaned against the headboard, with hairs curling up on his chest. His finger slid to the answer button and said, "Sister, what's the matter?"

"Give you an assignment list to kill Raymond Buck, the senior priest of the Winter God Sect."

Fujiwara Ryusei's hazy eyes suddenly became sharp. Anyone who has anything to do with the God Sacrifice Sect will not be a good person. "Kill him directly?"

"Well, he was too unscrupulous. The Roosevelt family meant that he would not be able to leave Tokyo alive."

"Sister, you should understand that I didn't mean that."

Fujiwara Ryuzuru scratched his head, his expression a bit irritable and mixed with a hint of helplessness.

Sometimes, he would rather be a complete bad person and a waste than be as bad as he is now, and not bad enough.

"Don't involve too much."

"We must pursue stability." Fujiwara Ryugen added, his tone full of ridicule, "Is stability that tolerates evil considered stability?"

"They say you should stay away from red."

The tone on the other end of the phone wasn't angry, it was calm, like a child who was throwing a tantrum and asking for candy.

"...I don't deserve Red."

Fujiwara Ryusei exhaled with a wry smile, and without giving the sister opposite him time to get angry, he asked, "Where are the others?"

"According to the results of the divination, you can meet him when you arrive in Nohara."

"Nohara..." Fujiwara Ryusei murmured the name, and the figure of the young man flashed in his mind. Does it have something to do with him?

If so, it's really a good opportunity to observe his strength up close.

…

Half past ten in the morning.

Inoue Supermarket welcomes a rare customer.

Foreigners are still very rare in Nohara City.

Inoue Reiko quietly took a look. This foreign man was tall and had a cold face that reminded people of iron ore. He had short silver hair and a white snowflake pattern on his right eye that was different from his skin color.

When a man enters a supermarket, he doesn't buy anything. He just goes straight to the refrigerator, touches the drinks one by one, picks out the coldest one, and walks to the checkout counter.

"Hello, this drink is two hundred and sixty yen."

Raymond looked at the smiling young woman in front of him, took out a hundred dollars from his pocket, and said, "You are so unfortunate."

"ha?"

She looked a little confused and asked curiously: "What's wrong with me?"

"If I hadn't met her, you would have had the chance to become my woman."

Raymond said to himself, then shook his head and said: "No, if I hadn't met you, I wouldn't have been here. In the final analysis, you have an unfortunate fate."

"Haha." Reiko Inoue had an awkward smile on her face. Are all foreigners so confident?

Raymond put down a hundred dollars and said, "No need to look for it."

"Hey, this is too much."

"The extra money is compensation for your misfortune."

As Raymond spoke, he opened the ring with his fingers, walked outside, walked out of the supermarket door, flattened the empty can and threw it on the roadside.

For the sake of one hundred dollars, Inoue Reiko didn't remind her not to litter, but just gave her the middle finger behind her back. What a narcissist. Her current husband is the best husband in the world!

Raymond didn't look back, so he couldn't see the middle finger. He walked straight towards Nohara Shrine, not looking at whether there were any vehicles coming from the left or right side of the road.

If it were true, it wouldn't be able to hit him to death, it would only be killed by him.

"ah."

Raymond glanced to the right and saw a child on a bicycle who had fallen on the asphalt road and was rubbing his red knees with his hands. He looked confused and couldn't figure out why he fell.

Really slow, Raymond looked away and walked to the stone torii gate. A powerful barrier enveloped the entire mountain.

Stairs lead up to the mountaintop shrine.

He raised his hand and put it on the surface of the barrier and pushed inside. There was no counterattack. It looked like it was a warning barrier.

Without hesitation, the person penetrated decisively and stepped onto the first step.

The wind blew through the woods on both sides, not from the left and right directions, but straight down from above.

Raymond raised his head. A black-haired man stood on the hundred steps with his hands in his pockets and said condescendingly: "Are you Raymond Buck?"

"Well, Akira is mine, where do you want to be buried?"

Raymond was not surprised that the other party knew about his arrival, but he was happy that the man did not choose to escape, as it could save him a lot of time.

To this end, he decided to prepare a cemetery for the man.

Baishi suddenly said: "I dare you to come here just for Jing. It's really not worth it. She and I are just a legal couple and have no actual relationship."

"Even so, you are still going to die."

Raymond still did not intend to change his mind, "But I am very satisfied with the information you provided. Tell me the person you hate, and I will help you deal with him."

"It seems I was wrong. Your life is cheaper than that question."

Shiraishi said slowly: "All your attacks are ineffective against me."

"Yeah," Raymond didn't continue the conversation, he turned his face directly, kicked his foot, and the hundred steps appeared in front of Shiraishi as if they didn't exist.

The man didn't even react at all, his hands were still in his pockets.

Raymond's heart was filled with contempt. There were many factors that led to defeat in a battle, and slow reaction was the most fatal.

He punched him in the face with his right hand.

? ! There was no sound, no collision, just like a mud cow entering the sea, his fist was silent.

This situation is very unusual.

He could understand the enemy's counterattack or avoidance with powerful force, and he would just take the punch without dodging it.

Didn't you try your best?

This absurd idea came to Raymond's mind. Seeing that the opponent's hand was showing signs of movement, he quickly retreated to the bottom of the steps, showing his extraordinary reflexes.

Shiraishi took out his hand and scratched his nose, and said: "You don't need to worry about me taking action. I can deal with you without lifting a finger."

Quack, Raymond clenched his fists with both hands, veins appeared on his cold face, "Don't let me be so proud."

The snowflake pattern in his right eye seemed to come alive, with white light flowing on the surface.

The void turned pale, the steps were covered with frost, and the trees stopped shaking, standing quietly in the mountains like sculptures made of white wax.

Bai Shi stayed there, his brows and mouth covered with thick white frost.

No one can escape the frozen divine law.

Raymond exhaled a breath of cold air and said, "It's over."

"Is this the magic you got from the God of Winter?"

Shiraishi opened his mouth, frost peeling off his lips bit by bit, "It's really amazing."

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