In the tavern, the figure of the proprietress and Di disappeared out of thin air, and the black-robed man was quietly immersed in the black mist, for an unknown period of time.

The black robe fluttered slowly.

A voice that was far different from the vicissitudes of life sounded.

The voice was like the babble of the devil in hell, and it uttered like Curse, which made people shudder and noisy.

"Humans are really stupid~"

There was a bit of ridicule in that voice and a bit of inexplicable sadness.

Click!

The door of the tavern was pushed open again.

A bastard with red hair on his head walked into the tavern with his head tilted.

He raised his head and looked at the man hiding in the black robe.

"Hey! Give Lao Tzu a glass of wine!!" The bastard's mouth cracked and sat at the side table.

The black-robed man turned his head and faced the gangster.

The crow on the shoulder quackled strangely, as if playing some kind of tragic song.

"You are deaf! Pour wine to Lao Tzu!!" Seeing that the man in black actually ignored him, he became furious and drew out a knife and stood up directly.

Looking at the black robe man with a fierce face.

bass! !

"Ah!!! What is this!!!" The little bastard screamed suddenly, only to see a black tentacles coming out from under the black robe, rolling the little bastard up.

The powerful force gives the gangsters almost no chance to resist.

It was rolled up layer by layer, and the tentacles once again tightly blocked the little bastard's mouth 1.

A little bit dragged the bastard into the black robe.

The black robe showed a corner, and there seemed to be a huge mouth in it, greedily waiting for his food.

Click!

The door was closed out of thin air by some force.

The tavern was plunged into darkness.

Haha~ haha~

The sound of chewing slowly sounded, as if something was tasting the food~

......

Osaka, Zenin branched out.

The old man looked at Yingsan, who was half kneeling in front of him, unbelievably, his eyes burst open, blue veins rose, and the tea cup he was holding was trembling slightly.

"You say it again~"

The old man seemed to be unable to believe what he had just heard, and tremblingly stood up from the tatami, and ordered Ying Yi to repeat it.

Upon seeing this, Ying Yi hurriedly bowed again and said.

"The abandoned son of the Zenin family, Zenin Ryuichi appeared in Lianyuan Supermarket at 10:02 am yesterday, and the Super Super Cursed Spirit was born at 10.30 am, at 10:45..."

Yingsan paused, and the two hands were tightly clasped into a ball, and the joints were white, without even noticing it, and continued.

"Except for the special grade at 10:45. According to our news, no one assisted Zenin Ryuichi in the whole process, which means that Zenin Ryuichi's strength is at least a first-level Jujutsu teacher."

Kageichi didn't expect Zenin Ryuichi's strength to be so tyrannical. He had already made a plan in his heart and could only continue it quietly.

"First-level, first-level Jujutsu teacher~" The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and he kept muttering in his mouth. He slowly sat on the tatami again, with a hint of glamour at the corners of his mouth.

"Okay! As expected to have the blood of my Zenin family. If I remember correctly, Zenin Ryuichi is only 16 years old this year, and he awakens Jujutsu the day after tomorrow. He has an extremely powerful physical power and has the ultimate mastery of curse power~"

On the desktop in front of the old man, a pile of thick information suddenly appeared, and Yaga Masamichi and Ieiri Shōko's discussion of Ryuichi was recorded verbatim in it.

Including Ieiri Shōko's retelling of Ryuichi's battles are recorded one by one.

Even Jujutsu, the only Jujutsu force in the entire Fuso, like Jujutsu High School, can hardly resist the intelligence system of the Zenin family.

This is the enduring power of the family that has been passed down for thousands of years.

"Refused to join Jujutsu Academy? Hehe, what is worth joining in such a place of incompetence." The old man's mouth brought a trace of disdain, and the arrogance in his tone could not be concealed anyway.

In his eyes, they are nothing more than the toys of those old antiques in Jujutsu world. It's okay to play around, but the real arrogance of Zenin's family is not something they can attract.

At this moment, he seems to have forgotten that the arrogant man in his mouth was originally expelled from the house by the so-called Zenin orthodoxy in the name of experience.

"Kageichi, send this information to Tokyo and tell Zenin Naobi to let Ryuichi return to Zenin's house by all means."

"Before the next Ozen Competition, I will try my best to train Ryuichi, the junior of Gojo's family. I thought I was going to crush this generation."

"I didn't expect the heaven to take shelter, my Zenin's house will never die!"

The old man took a sip of the tea in his hand in excitement. There was no trace of elegance, but like a warrior about to go into battle, revealing a few iron-blooded feelings.

This feeling appeared to a thin old man who was extremely abrupt, but unusually harmonious.

"Yes, elder! The subordinates will go to Tokyo immediately and personally report the matter to the Patriarch."

"Well, it's okay to go there in person. I don't think it's prudent enough for mobile phones or something."

The old man nodded and agreed to Kageichi's proposal.

"Subordinates set off now!" Ying Yi clasped his fists and bowed out of the room.

He buried his head very low, for fear that the old man would see the crazy killing intent in his eyes.

"Zenin Ryuichi, do you really think you can climb to the sky in one step? Don't dream too much!!!"

A plan emerged in Kageichi's heart, and the hatred of the brother's death and the jealousy of Ryuichi exploded in his heart. .

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