I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"There are... there are ghosts..."

Not far away, a policeman noticed the movement of the corpse and tremblingly stretched out his finger to remind everyone.

At this moment, the right hand of the concrete corpse suddenly shook.

With the sound of ice breaking, the entire right arm holding the sword broke from the elbow and was violently thrown out.

"not good……"

Abe Temple glared with anger and wanted to stop the sword, but it was too late.

Unexpectedly, this demon knife was so treacherous, but it was intentionally blown to death while clearly remaining powerful...

Kikuichizong, who was held by his broken arm, drew the scarlet blade in the air, like a sword returning to its sheath, and accurately inserted the lower body of an innocent police officer who was facing several people with his buttocks to check the condition of the corpse. somewhere.

Before the police officer had time to scream, the blood all over his body instantly poured into the remnant knife in the chrysanthemum, his body became shriveled and terrifying, and he immediately lost his breath of life.

"Shiratori Inspection Department..."

"Get all away, stay away from him!!!"

Before the police officer next to the man came forward to check the situation, he flipped his eyes and pulled out the long sunken knife from behind, lowered his body and rushed towards several people.

Secret sword, chrysanthemum a text cut.

"Zheng".

Just as the "Shiratori Police Department" handed Chrysanthemum and Zezong turned into a red glow, and stabbed his colleague's body, Abe Temple's two swords crossed his hands and stopped his offensive dangerously and dangerously.

"Om..."

Juyi Wen Zezong collided with the Sun and Moon Swords 16 times in a row, resonating tit-for-tat.

"How could it be possible to let you...replay the same skills..."

Stopping the chrysanthemum with a text cut, Abe Temple changed its tricks and fought again, and the scene was momentary.

The police officer on the side could only stare at his "colleague" and the "suspect" in a dumbfounded manner, demonstrating the brilliant swordsmanship of a shogunate, fighting together.

This Shiratori inspection department controlled by the demon sword, seems to be only 30 years old, should exercise diligently on weekdays, and is very strong.

Not only can imitate Abe Temple from time to time and use first-class sword skills for two days, but also break his limbs and joints without mercy, perform non-human movements, and cooperate with the invulnerable and protruding [Chrysanthemum One Text Cut], let Abe Temple felt that it was more difficult to deal with than its previous opponents.

Dense beads of sweat gradually drenched his long hair, and his breath began to thicken.

Facing the ever-changing controller, blood-sucking and self-repairing, the stronger and stronger Juichi Zongzong...

Even though Abe Temple, who has been practicing sword skills since childhood, faced severe losses in both physical and spiritual strength under continuous combat.

The balance of victory is tilted little by little in a seemingly even battle.

"Master Abe..."

Just as Abe Temple was losing ground, several men in kimono broke in through the gate, and did not hesitate to cast a spell at the Shiratori police officer who was holding a chrysanthemum-one-character Zongzong.

It is the Onmyoji of the Tomimon Shinto who was ordered to come.

Several spells were added at the same time, and the Shiratori Inspection Department's actions suddenly stagnated.

Abe Temple took the opportunity to step forward and cut off his right hand holding a sword with a sword.

Juyiwen Zezong leaped into the air with his broken arm, but was caught by Officer Shiratori with his left hand very quickly.

Afterwards, I saw him leaning against the ground, his whole person leaping high, and climbing over the courtyard wall like a cat...

Abe Temple got up and wanted to chase, but his footsteps softened somewhat, and he fell to the ground.

Under excessive use of spiritual power and repeated fierce battles, his physical strength is already at the end of the battle.

If it weren't for the tribe to arrive in time, I'm afraid...

"We chase..."

Those onmyojis chased out the door, and the "Sergeant Shiratori" was no longer seen.

"No, that grudge is too weird, letting it escape must be a disaster to the world. Immediately contact my family and Class Nine to carry out a large-scale hunt..."

Abe Temple frowned when he looked at the vast forest outside the courtyard.

...

"When I get there in a while, I will use this miraculous thing to talk to Yiwen Yumaru. If he doesn't know how to promote it, he should be prepared to grab it... Anyway, Director Tianto said, do whatever it takes."

Zhong Shuren, who was heading for a mansion, was arranging awaiting actions for his subordinates in the car.

Tomorrow is the day of "delivery." If you can't get the sword as planned, I'm afraid that the adult will lose his life under the anger of the adult.

Halfway through the car, he found a man with scars all over his body and a broken right arm. He leaned down and rushed along the road. He didn't evade when he saw the car.

"What's the situation... lunatic?"

The man who drove blew the horn twice, but found that the other person rushed towards the front of the car without evasiveness, and was forced to stop with a sudden brake.

"Asshole, don't you want to live anymore?"

The man in charge of driving angrily opened the door and got out of the car, ready to teach the bastard who was blocking the road.

"Wait, that coat is the uniform of a policeman... This person is not right, let Jiuye-kun go and have a look first."

The tree planter in the car carefully glanced at the man and immediately noticed the clue.

He quickly held down the other two men who were about to get off the car.

As they got closer, a few people could see clearly that the man in the police uniform had only one arm left, and his whole body was as thin and shrivelled as a corpse, and only the whites of his eyes could be seen.

The one who "blocked the car" halfway was the "Sergeant Shiratori" who had left from a mansion with characters.

Just when the Kyuno-kun who was in charge of driving opened the door and got out of the car, Officer Shiratori slowly put his hand behind his lower body.

"Behind him, what is..."

The tree planter in the car narrowed his eyes to look at the thick and long thing behind him.

"I can't see it clearly. It's thick and black, like a tail. Is that guy's XX long reversed?"

The two people in the car were still joking, only to see Officer Shiratori bowed slightly, stretched out his left hand, grasped the thick and long thing in the lower body, and quickly and smoothly pulled out a thin, thin wing from behind. Scarlet Taito.

That handle was carved with sixteen petals and eight layers of chrysanthemum patterns, but the front half of the blade was made of a translucent material like blood-colored crystal.

"Chrysanthemum is one word?!"

The tree planter with excellent eyesight was surprised and delighted to find that the other hand was the famous knife he was thinking about day and night.

Although I don’t know why these weird crystals were embedded in the front end, which is not the same as the photo, but it is definitely a chrysanthemum text.

Zhongshuren, who was cautious by nature and instinctively felt bad, grabbed a handful of things from his briefcase, held it in his hand, and opened the door of the car.

At the same time, the Shiratori Inspection Department passed through Jiuye-kun's legs at a speed that could not cover his ears.

Secret sword, chrysanthemum a text cut.

"So fast……"

The man hadn't noticed what had happened yet, as the red awns passed and the chrysanthemum bloomed, blood from his lower body gushed out like a fountain, and drifted up towards the chrysanthemum text with the breeze.

Immediately afterwards, Officer Shiratori stabs the tree planter standing on the side of the road with a sword without turning his head.

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