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It's been a long time since tee time on the battlefield fought in the United States. Moreover, the opponent was not a gangster, but a private oil dealer who used to attack hostile to the tee time on the battlefield.

Top players like King, Simon, and Wraith have been aiming to leave the United States, and they've also set up an alcapa city that's home to tee time on the battlefield. Unlike last time, this time it was a private army.

"It's not good. It imitates me."

King throws up as he looks down at the corpses rolling in the back streets of the city.

"You're quite trained." I wonder if it's a special task force.

Peach Pepper, a tiny young man holding a gun beside King, says. Look around with caution and prepare for the raid.

"Oh, assassination presuppositions. In fact, I'm not being hit from the front this time. Lieutenants are being assassinated one after another. Last time, it was pushing from the front."

King said as he saw the bulletproof full-face mask, night vision goggles, guns with silencers, and so on.

The email arrives and King projects the holographic display in a mini size.

King, the great man from the private oil field shop called us. He wants to talk to King directly. If you want to answer, please call me at this number. "

King frowns slightly at the email from Dean. The telephone number is also written.

"King of tea time on the battlefield."

Nice to meet you, Theodor Theon Demon.

Listening to the name and voice of the opponent, King turned into a sinister expression.

"Were you here for the first time..."

He was the one who once sold fights for tea on the battlefield, and he thought he had killed him. But from the day of his murder, Theodor was in plain sight of the media.

I need you to listen to me. I'm not attacking tee time on the battlefield with the unanimous consent of the private oil dealers. It was a conspiracy of those who were trying to take advantage of my original attack on your organization and get rid of me with your hands. ”

"Original..."

Several possibilities came to King's mind as to what that word meant.

“Did I kill the real Theodore Theon Demon, and then the Clone Shadow Warrior?”

No, but the real thing is dead. It's true that I'm a clone, and everyone in the upper echelons of the private oil field knows that. I'm saying it publicly. I'm the one who killed the original. "

"Hahaha, that's a masterpiece. I wonder if it's a clonal treason."

He was a laughing king, but his heart was complicated. The consciousness that you are a clone is evoked even if you don't like it.

The private oil field shop is divided into two factions. A stubborn, noble, discriminating, conservative, selfish rationalist and reformist against it. They were also called moderates. "

"In that way, you're a reformist."

King points out in a funny way.

Until a year ago, the old school was the mainstream. They see men only as livestock. No, they domesticate humans. It was trying to produce a large number of low-income groups and squeeze them out as much as possible, so that only a small number of selected people would retain a composition that would produce a large amount of wealth. However, there were actually many layers in private oil field shops who opposed the method. They clandestinely joined forces and became reformers. Now, private oil shops have been stripped of their mainstream by reformists, and the ancient participants have almost lost their say. But they were also moving in secret. "

"So, they attacked me to make it look like you did it in an attempt to kill me and you?" If that's true, I've been licked, too. Well, there is nowhere to prove that your words are true, and I'm sorry, but the private oil dealers are collectively regarded as my enemies. I don't care about your factional battles. "

It was a mocking king, but that smile soon disappeared.

Ask Jiro Hot. It proves it. "

"What the hell..."

'He's like my brother. I took a picture with you. Shall I send it to you? If you check with Hot Jiro, I'll find out. "

An unexpected name and unexpected words jumped out of the person on the phone. King couldn't ignore this.

As promised, King calls Jiro Hot to confirm.

It's true. Don't hurt him. You can trust him. It's a little inflexible and immature, but it's a serious guy. "

Jiro Hot asserted forcefully.

"Moreover, he looks like an adult, but the contents are three-year-old children." Junko can be transformed into a child's version of her body, and all I know is that person's Theo. "

"All right, I believe you."

Heat nodded to Jiro and hung up the phone.

"Hot Jiro pushed me to the drum." Okay. Believe me. "

I told Theodore the same line and hung up the phone. I suppressed it because it was guaranteed to me by Jiro Hot, but there are parts that cannot be divided on the emotional side.

"Well... I wonder if it's okay to settle one case at a time." Oh, yes. Pepper, I need a place to hang out tomorrow. It might make you feel a little uncomfortable, though. "

"Feeling sick? Where the hell are you going?"

Secret

Looking at Pepper's anxious face, King put his index finger in his mouth and spread an uncompromising smile.



The next day, King and Pepper visited the cemetery on top of the hill.

"It's a good place to look at. It's luxurious to be able to sleep in a place like this with a gangster boss."

King, who was getting out of the car, called out to Pepper.

Without being taught how to visit the tomb, Pepper Tai, who was just brought in, imagines that he would listen to King's dialogues.

"Luke Brassi came to visit his grave." He was the boss of a gang called the Nudist School, but he had a difficult illness and died at the age of 14 or 15. W-Well, I didn't even know his age..... "

The King walks toward the tomb of his purpose while talking. The bell pepper also follows naturally.

King puts his hands together in front of the headstone. It is not a Christian prayer. His hands were joined to the Buddhist ceremony.

I looked at King's side as he stared at the headstone, and I heard that he was quite thoughtful. And recall King's dialogue before coming here.

"Did you like it?"

King laughed frightenedly at Pepper Tai.

"Oh, I loved it. I'm jealous."

and, King.

"I told you before that there was only one person who really liked H with the meal, but the person who really liked this tomb...?"

"Oh... yes. He ended up dead as a virgin, though..." The disease progressed, and the dick was gone and erected. That's stupid. I should have done it before it happened. ”

When I talked to him, King got a call. I don't know who they are.

"Well, you know, I'm the leader of an organization called the Snowflake Society, but I'm Mr. King, right? You're the boss of tea time on the battlefield, right?

When I pick up the phone, the other person asks me in English with a slight accent.

"It's a boulder. Even my phone number can tell." The leader was definitely a demonic horse... But didn't you hear that I was born and raised in Japan? "

King responds in Japanese.

"I'm Oriental, but I didn't know that much." So, straightforwardly, I'd like you to join hands with us and the Snowflake Society. I want to form an alliance. "

"For what?"

You guys, the tee time on the battlefield moved a lot. We're also trying to make a big move. We're moving. We're fighting a battle to change the world. I was sure of it when I saw Luke's tee time on the battlefield since he died. You succeeded Luke's will. Then it was worth the effort. Benefit from each other. We can support each other, and that's why I called out to you. ”

Listening to Zheng Horse's invitation, King thought with a strange face.

“Think about it, just don't expect it.”

After a while, give an ambiguous reply.

Don't you believe me?

"When you apply force, a voice will come from this side." It's as if you're going to get stuck in a cage. How do you decide that someone deserves to be treated from among the phenomena that you try to use to suck on sweet nectar? Your organization is pretty big, isn't it? It is not counted in the Seven Underground Organizations, but it has the power to compare. If you're at the top of such an organization, I think you'll understand this theory. "

A king with a foolish tone of voice.

What if Luke Brassie was a member of our organization and told us that it was the power of our organization that was in charge of the Philly List? Of course I can prepare the evidence.

"I know."

Eh?

"Luke told me. Before he died. I may have been obliged to keep it confidential, but I forgive you because it was just now."

Then we'll talk soon, won't we? Are you being mean? Did you probe for reactions? You still don't believe me?

All three of them.

In a hostile voice, King told him to throw up.

'Why? I don't know. I want you to tell me why. You know, and you don't deserve to be with us? "

"There's no need to tell him why." What I just said is the answer. I'll think about it. I don't need it now. You may think you need it, but I don't want to get along too well with you. "

All right, let me know if you change your mind.

Yeah.

Leave an unintentional reply and hang up the phone.

"Snowflake Society wants to get together, it's a phone call from the top of the line."

"Well, it's an amazing organization, and I should've put it together."

When King reported it to Pepper Tai, Pepper Tai was surprised.

"No..."

The king shakes his head small.

"Actually, before Luke died, he told me a lot about the organization." Luke is part of that organization. He seemed to be close to the guy who just called, but he seemed to have a different way of thinking, and he was warning me. "

Luke told King that the Snowflake Society had made a Philly List. He also told me what kind of person Masuma is. I heard that the snowflake society is also reaching out inside the private oil field shop. That's why I thought I'd be able to make a Philly List.

"It seems that the demonic horse in the head of the Snowflake Society doesn't recognize Grey." I'm aiming for a completely clean and beautiful world. There are quite a few such people among the socialist dung beetles. No, because I'm a socialist. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Well, at that point, it doesn't suit me being a gangster. "

The last line was obviously laughing about the horse.

"In the world, it's not just beautiful, it's boring just being beautiful." People want dirty things. Those who deny it are dirty to me. "

"If you don't leave the grey zone behind, the crime will intensify. Stronger regulation adds rare value to what is regulated, and more and more Dirty Business is activated.”

Pepper thinks that the backstreets of Japan were the crystals of the reasoning. Pepper Tai, who belonged to the center, is more believed to be so.

"You know very well, Pepper." You're right. And at that point, the person who just called me is very different from me. "

King speaks insultingly.

"Those who rinse the living blood of the poor and enrich them, and those who want a society that boils down elegant dung covered by beautiful things, are my enemies." I live to kill them all. "

King said he was unwilling to take over Luke's will, but that thought had now been completely taken over.

74: Let's take control of the undercover society, end of story.