Almighty in the city

"Broken mouth--" Mu He Qianxia glanced at her, smiled and shook his head, "You must concentrate on sword practice. You are always disturbed by foreign objects like this. When will your swordsmanship reach the realm of entering the hall?"

"I'm not the uncle, you, you can reach the realm of the master of kendo at this age." The girl smiled and curled her lips. "I found out, since the uncle you went to Huaxia this time, you are more and more loving when you come back. Laughed."

Mu He Qianxia said angrily: "You mean, I used to have a straight face."

"Although it's not so exaggerated, it's actually not much worse--" the girl said with a smile, and after speaking, she stuck her tongue out, as if she felt a little bit "followed".

Mu He Qianxia smiled and shook her head, and gave her a look: "Practice your swordsmanship. Tomorrow morning, go to the'Pijiantang' to accept the test. If the test fails, be careful I let you on the back mountain wall. One month."

"Oh-Master, aren't you avenging your personal revenge?" The girl suddenly acted like a baby.

"That's what you asked for--" Mu He Qianxia smiled, "Who told you not to practice the sword well, actually teased me."

As I said, I didn’t see how she got up. The disciple of "Ming Xinliu" only felt a flower in front of him. After following, he saw the back of her master uncle, rising and falling in the woods, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Behind the arch that leads to the front yard.

"I didn't even have a boyfriend--" the girl muttered suddenly, "I haven't seen the uncle being so stingy before! Hey, it's hard for me. I have only learned this set of'Shuiyunyou' for half a year, how could it be possible? Passed the assessment of "Pijiantang"."

Muttering, muttering, and muttering, but she still continued to practice the sword technique called "Shuiyunyou" on the edge of the pool.

In the distant sky, the setting sun was almost over the top of Mount Fuji, and flocks of weary birds were constantly flying towards this forest.

Xiaoyin hides in the wild, Zhong hides in the city, and big hides in the North.

Ordinary neon people would not have imagined that the Shimen of "Mingxinliu", a symbol of neon kendo, is located in the imperial city of Chiyoda Castle, and can vaguely see Mount Fuji dozens of kilometers away that is covered with snow all year round.

A moat seems to separate two eras and two civilizations.

Inside the moat is the quaint and quiet imperial city forest garden; outside the moat is a dimly lit international city.

However, at this time, in this crowded international city, a virus called "panic" is constantly spreading and spreading among people's hearts——

"No! No! I'm less than 30 years old! I'm still a boy! I don't want to die! Even if you want to die, let me have a shot before you die!" One of the landmark buildings of Chiyoda Castle, located in Chiyoda On the roof of the Ginza Building in the Ginza district of the city, facing the strong wind of hunting, a young man who could clearly be seen as a dead house from his outfit was walking towards the edge of the roof with a face of horror.

Gradually sinking into the sunset under Mount Fuji, the afterglow and sunset glow are reflected in the sky.

If you stand on the top of this skyscraper and overlook the entire Ginza area at this time, you will be able to appreciate the hundreds of statues of all beings as if you are in a picture.

However, it is a pity that at this moment, this neon otaku who is walking towards the edge of the building's roof is obviously not the one who came here to overlook the scenery of Ginza in the sunset.

"Uuuuuuuuu! I really don't want to die! The day after tomorrow is the day after the first release of the "Shiranui Mai" Memorial Collection Edition! Uuuuuuuuu! I haven't collected all the collections from the generation to the Memorial Collection Edition. , How can I die! I can't die! I don't want to die! Uuuuuuu!"

In the oncoming wind on the entire roof, the otaku was crying with tears.

However, although he cried so heartbreakingly, his body continued to walk towards the edge of the building's roof strangely.

At this moment, behind him, there was a sudden sound of the iron gate being kicked open.

Following a few people in the uniform of the building security guard, they rushed towards the otaku yelling.

A total of five security guards rushed up and couldn't help but push the otaku to the ground. One of them was holding a wireless walkie-talkie and reporting to the monitoring room below: "The monitoring room, the monitoring room, the people have already Subdued! Repeat, people have been subdued!"

"That's a lot of strength! It seems that someone has been upper body by a'ghost' again!" A security guard who held the otaku's arm tightly yelled.

"Control it, tie it back!" A voice came from the wireless walkie-talkie, "The boss has already invited the mage of the shrine, and he is on the way, tie people back first! Horse, what's wrong with this? It’s the third one who ran to the top of our building to jump off."

The voice in the monitoring room cursed, and the voice gradually became quieter.

These five security guards are not the first time to deal with this situation today. At this time, they are clearly prepared. The one holding the wireless walkie-talkie pinned the walkie-talkie to his waist, pulled open the bulging pocket at his waist, and pulled directly. Come out a black twine.

The four security guards who controlled the otaku were also clever, one person and one head, and they had already skillfully begun to tie people up.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for your life-saving grace!" Although the otaku was roughly tied up, his face was full of rejoicing and gratitude for the rest of his life, and his tears and nose kept thanking him.

"Don't thank you yet, I ask you, did you also receive a series of short messages from the'unknown number' that all start with'Game of the Kings'?" the security guard asked in a deep voice.

"Yes yes yes! How did you know?! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! It seems I can be saved!" The otaku was taken aback first, followed by an ecstatic expression on his face.

The security guard wearing a purse took a sigh of frustration, with a sad expression on his face: "The horse! I knew it was related to that'spiritual short message' again! Hurry up, take it back if it is sturdy! One by one, let people not stop!" ,,.