Descent of Demon god

A man in a kimono called Danaka and six black suits stood in front of him.

It naturally focused the attention of the people in the lobby.

“What? Why are they blocking the way? ”

I stared at them with an annoying look on my face.

Danaka, the one who stands in the way, is pronounced with a Japanese pronunciation, but speaks Chinese.

“Are you here by invitation, too? ”

“What are you talking about? ”

Tanaka points to the sword strapped to her waistband.

“This is the samurai here, right? ”

I wrote the expression "samurai," but it seemed to mean whether it was unmanned here or not.

Hubong said to Tanaka with a rather cruel look on his face.

“Get out of my way. ”

“Give me the invitation to Najder. ”

“What?"

“Otherwise. ”

When Tanaka gestured, the black suits took a unique riding ceremony with their bare hands.

It looks like a normal karate pose, but the strong energy in their hands aggregates.

I don't know if it was internal, but they definitely handled Qi.

“You will regret this. ”

That was to say, I would use force to steal the invitation.

Gold wool gumiho yawned at the sight of the six black suits making an overwhelming face and Danaka smiling in front of them.

Yawn.

Interestingly, no one in the hotel lobby was involved in this.

Rather, they looked at it as interesting.

Even a large number of hotel employees in the lobby were only looking at it in a straight line.

Zec!

Tanaka reaches out her hand as if it were natural.

“Invitation.”

The atmosphere was strangely raised.

How will it come out?

Seeing Hubong full of swords, one of the smallest of the party, people find it fascinating that they must also be powerless.

“It's annoying.”

She ignored it and tried to walk to the desk.

“Eon 't you dare!”

[This guy!]

Tanaka's figure hardened violently and tried to pull out the blade he was wearing on his waist.

It was just then.

Boom!

“Huff!”

Tanaka's knee was forced to the ground.

He tries to get up, but his body doesn't budge under tremendous pressure, as if it were tens of thousands of muscles.

What the hell is going on? ’

Tanaka barely raises her head and looks up, and a woman drops her palm in the air, her arrogant gaze.

She was the first secretary of the millennium and the hydrophobic witch of gravity.

“You stupid bitch! ”

“Hiya!”

Six black suits tried to run towards her.

The digestion reaches out another hand and lowers it down.

Bang, bang! Bang!

“Huff!”

“Oops!”

“ ? ”

[Uh, why?]

They also knelt on the ground with Tanaka.

Recently, there have been a lot of monsters who haven't been able to perform well, but she was called one of the top three.

With a respectful voice, the digestion asked about the care of a thousand women.

“What do you want me to do? Vice President.”

“Take care of it properly. ”

“Yes.”

Hydrogenation lowered the palm further down.

As the gravitational field expands to a considerable extent, their bodies try to dig into the marble in the lobby.

Stupid!

Several people in the lobby were surprised to see this.

“That woman... isn't she a gravity witch? ”

“It's a gravity witch digestion. ”

“What? You're an SS grade powerhouse? ”

Her name is high among the talented and the Muslims.

After picking on her talents, the Japanese felt unlucky.

However, someone went on a rampage towards digestion at an incredible rate.

Heave!

He was Suzushi, the right arm of Underboss Genji of the Odagumi Clan.

Powerlessly, he was a samurai within three fingers of Odagumi, who decided that Danakana was impossible.

The pace of the exorcism was simply unpleasant.

However,

Wheelic!

“What?”

A whirlwind gusted from the floor and Suzushi's body flew to the ceiling.

Lim So-hye shook his fingers to the left and to the right and kicked his tongue.

“Tsk, tsk.”

Suzushi flies to the ceiling, grabbing the chandelier and barely stopping.

He tried to swing his sword against the ceiling.

Whyrieric!

The wind rising from the air puts tremendous pressure on him and holds him captive.

People were surprised at this and cried out.

“This is a case of the Red Wind! ”

She was always wearing red lipstick on her red clothes, so people called her a red wind.

Only three middleweight SS-grade talent.

Those who recognized her could not help but be appalled.

“Are there two SS capable people? ”

“What the hell are those guys? Are the gate keepers? ”

There were not many who knew that two women had quit the gate keeper and had become thousands of assistants. I just knew that even the gate keepers had quit.

‘Chuckle, you can't be the only one getting attention. ’

The human heart was truly unique.

I was not motivated by everything because I was forced to become a thousand secretary, but when this moment came, I didn't want to be left behind by the hydrogenation.

“Oh, no, what are those? ”

Underboss Genji of Odagumi couldn't hide his embarrassment.

The people who brought them here borrowed only excellent samurai from within Odagumi.

If they were Muslims, they were top masters.

"Where did such monsters come from..."

Zec!

‘!? ’

At that moment, the cold blade that touches the back of his neck hardens Genji's face.

Suddenly, a red-haired man stands behind him.

He was a fool.

“Hey. Come on. You're the boss, right?”

Genji, who speaks Chinese, nodded his head in cold sweat.

Even if I move just a little, the sword can still dig my throat.

“I give you one last warning. Get the hell out of here. If you don't, you'll regret it. ”

“What, what? ”

“You see him. ”

Hubong stared at her and said.

“That's my lord. Thank God I stepped in first. If I'd touched him a little longer, I'd have lost one of your arms or your chin. ”

Recently, Lady Chun ripped off more chins than her arms.

Arms can put their lives on the line, but jaws rip off and you're dead.

Creepy!

Genji nods quickly, giving me goosebumps all over.

It was impossible to cope with them with their own power anyway.

“Then get the hell off your island. ”

Then Genji shouts at his men.

() ! ”

[Retreat.]

With that shout, he quickly retreats to see if he has been humiliated.

After digestion and litigation gained this ability, they fell into the lobby and quickly followed to see if the members of the organization who escaped the gravitational field were also embarrassed.

Ahhhhh. You're pretty good.

The golden hair gumiho, who was lying on her shoulders and looking at her chin, muttered.

She had seen many people over the years, so she could tell from her thousands of secretaries that her henchmen were not ordinary.

I mean, they're all kids. You're welcome. Peek-a-boo!

The golden hair gumiho licks her neck with his tongue.

He smashes her nostrils with an overnight slap, as if she were annoyed.

Bam!

Ouch!

“Filthy.”

That's too much!

She throws herself back into her heart.

I tried my best, but I had never seen wooden stone as beautiful as a thousand.

Underboss Genji of Odagumi rushes out of the lobby, and it's hard to lift his head to shame.

Then I bumped into someone at the entrance.

"Huh?

I accidentally saw something in his eyes, his head bowing.

It was a clutch bag he had put in his invitation to.

It is a French specially crafted clutch, so it is unique to the whole world and could not be recognized.

“It's you!”

Genji was convinced he stole the clutch bag that was missing from his ship.

Genji was about to make his move on the slaughterhouse.

Papak!

“Ugh!”

At that moment, his body plummeted to the ground.

Odagumi's confused group rushed to him, drawing the line.

Papa Pa Pa!

In the blink of an eye, twelve members of the team collapse into a bubble.

The eyes of the people in the lobby turned toward it.

A middle-aged man with a mustache in sunglasses with a dark blue hood at the entrance stands behind him.

Even the hand looked relaxed enough.

I heard the loud voices of people.

“Oh my… Kohaku. ”

“Kohaku!”

I looked at the middle-aged people with an interesting look.

He felt a great energy.

None of the people in the lobby were as strong as him.

“Teacher, that guy is really strong. ”

Evil spirits also said quite astonishingly.

The master of the microscope said he was very strong enough to say this.

I told Lady Chun beside me as if she was surprised.

“Vice President, that's Kohaku in a hurry. ”

“Fast what? ”

“One of the two so-called best dancers in Japan. ”

“Japan's best? ”

I didn't know everything about foreign affairs.

However, I was familiar with quite well-known celebrities through the media and information.

There are numerous dancers and talents in Japan, and two of them are said to be the culmination.

Kohaku, a fast ( ) called the apex of inertia.

The scaffold of extinction, called the apex of irrigation.

“You're pretty good at this. I'd like to have a go at the state troopers. Heehee.”

Hubong showed interest in him.

It was natural to feel the intention of an unmanned stranger.

“Hmm.”

Kohakura enters the lobby through Odagumi's fallen gang.

His gaze turned to vanity and evil spirits.

He also looked at the sunglasses with an interesting look, lifting them over his finger as if he had found a strong man.

“He's looking at him, too. ”

“I'm not interested. ”

Unlike them, of course, she soon became interested.

Rather, it seemed more odd that celebrities would gather one by one in a place that thought it was just an auction.

‘What kind of auction is that? ’

I was curious, but we'll know once it's time for the auction.

She went to the desk and took out the invitation.

“How many guests do you have? ”

“Six. ”

The hotel staff at the desk confirmed this and handed over the room's key card after asking them to sign the documents.

There were two total card keys.

It seemed to have been divided into men and women.

I didn't intend to stay here, but I was wondering if I could assign a room.

I tried to turn around at the desk, but the hotel staff was busy.

“Wait a minute, sir. ”

“Hmm?"

A hotel staff member walks into the back of the desk and picks something up.

It was like caging a dog or a cat.

The hotel staff pointed with their fingers at the golden hair gumiho, who was sticking out his face in the womb of a thousand women.

“Keep the hotel's pet and take it to Cage. ”

'!?'

The tail of the golden hair gumiho's eyes flew up.

It was gold wool gumiho who was treated as a pet animal in slumber.

* * *

The hotel room on the 15th floor was unparalleled.

There was nothing not luxurious about a mini-bar on the carpet with hoppy furniture.

There was also a huge 100-inch TV on the wall.

“Wow, it's nothing compared to a guest. ”

Hubong looked around and was amazed.

He was astonished and astonished at everything in this age.

Zec!

Unlike that bluff, as soon as he entered the room, he pulled the device out of his bag and searched everywhere.

“What are you doing? Mukhun.”

“We're checking to see if there are any surveillance cameras or wiretaps. ”

He was the one who heard that these were the missing MS-groups.

I was checking in advance because I thought they might be up to the task.

He also handed the device over to two secretaries, so he's probably searching the room as soon as he enters the room.

At that time, the Thousand Yeon's gaze turned towards the visit.

Later, Vanity or Evil Young also frowned and looked.

Bang, bang!

Someone knocked the door wide open.

Looking at how she does it, she nodded her head to open it.

Then he went to the visit and opened the door.

At that moment, the new statue of the Secret Service bounced back and rolled around the room.

The coup d 'etang!

Blood was spilled from the mouth of the monk who barely woke up during the fall.

He was struck in the chest by surprise with internal injuries.

Two men walk through the door.

The person who came forward seemed to be the one who attacked the veil, but was a middle-aged woman with yellow hair and an exotic appearance.

“⁄ наконеы вижу вас, ребята! ”

He came in saying something rough, but he couldn't understand it because it was a foreign language.

Whereas Lady Chun hears his words clearly.

“I finally meet you guys. ”

When it went to the North Sea Glacier Palace in Russian, a thousand years later it was transferred from Nano.

That meant that this yellow-haired middle-aged man was Russian.

The Russians yell at everyone in the room as if they were looking at the enemy.

“You're a group of murderers who murdered Prime Minister Agonov and every politician in our country. ”

The millennium frowned.

He seemed to be referring to the case of Yoon Paisi.

At that time, Chuan-woojin was accused of murdering President of the People's Republic of China, Prime Minister of Russia, and Foreign Minister.

Recently, it was revealed that it was wrong because of a criminal justice case, and his reaction was that he had no idea.

“What the fuck is he talking about! ”

He was angry because he was angry because of what he could call a disciple.

Then the Russian man behind him opened his mouth.

“Подождите секунду. ”

[stops]

Then the Russian stepped aside with a heartache.

The man behind him steps forward.

She looked like she was in her late 20s wearing a neat suit with curly hair with glasses.

She bows her head and apologizes.

“I'm sorry. I didn't realize Mercen was so excited about what happened before. ”

“Mercen?”

I looked at the Russians with a look of nonsense.

Thousand Yeon asked.

“Do you know him? ”

“That's Mercen Agonov, a dancer for the Russian Federation. ”

Mercen Agonov.

He was the cousin of Agonov, the last prime minister of the Russian Federation, and one of the best dancers in Russia.

Sambo, a Russian fighter, was an extremely skilled fighter who developed Sambo, and was also a monster called the enemy was not found in melee warfare.

He was the one who caused quite a lot of blood to be spilled in the name of revenge while searching for the Catholics who had been harmed since the Hyundai incident.

“I thought he was gone for a few years and back in his tracks. ”

I didn't expect to see you here.

Along with the Muslim Association, he made great efforts to reunite the Catholic Church for several years.

“What the fuck are you talking about?! ”

Mercen protests against the woman standing in front of him in a furious voice.

Then she said as if she was tying it.

“Поскольку переговоры еще не закончились, Пожалуйста, подождите. ”

[We haven't discussed it yet, so please wait.]

“его вы ждете? ⁄ убь немедлено! ”

What are you waiting for? I'll kill you right now!]

“⁄ дите шанса. Пожалуйста, подождите. ”

[I'll give you that chance. Wait.]

Mercen takes a step back with a gust of nostrils in her mouth.

However, he showed a gesture to slit his throat with his thumb, making sure he wasn't kicked in the castle.

The woman smiled and said.

“I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring him to the bodyguard. It's rare for such a skilled person to appreciate this...”

At that moment, a thousand women stood in front of Mercen.

Surprised to see him approach in the blink of an eye, Mercen instinctively reached out to the thousandfold.

Bam!

“What?”

Qajik!

“Shhh!”

She grabbed his wrist and broke it, spreading Sambo.

It was an absurd moment for Sambo's master, who did not stop there, and the thousand fortunes grabbed Mercen's head like lightning.

Tighter!

The woman was embarrassed and yelled.

“W-what are you doing? ”

Then I spoke to her in a dull voice.

“What are you bringing me this lump of meat for? ”

“Yes?”

Excellent!

“Screaming!”

At the end of the sentence, she presses Mercen on her head in horror.

As Mercen's neck is broken, he digs through his torso, his spine protruding and back twitching, and his body flattening out.

'No, that's ridiculous.'

The woman couldn't hide her embarrassment.

Mercen was a three-fingered dancer in Russia.

I thought they wouldn't even treat me lightly, but I became a lump of meat in the process.

I spoke in a cold voice to her who had no choice.

“A chance to kill? Funny girl.”

‘!? ’

Her face pales.

I had no idea they understood the conversation in Russian.

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