There was still smoke floating in the night sky, and a burnt smell came from the firefighting station, which extinguished the flames, sprayed water dragons on the ladder towards the building that had broken holes.

Several ambulances parked nearby were constantly in and out of the room, rescuing the wounded, or pulling away the bodies.

A little further away, an old man named Shou Mingzuki was leaning on a crutch and watching a staff member in the building wearing a bandage and blood stained on his body. He was lying on a stretcher and being carried into an ambulance.

He had previously buried his head in the underground laboratory to personally supervise the test process. If he had not received the news from Hetian, he would not have known that someone had entered his office. After that, the elevator power supply in the building was cut off and he had to change to another passage.

However, what you see is the picture now.

It is difficult for others to guess the old man's mood changes now, but I think it won't be too good.

"Where is Tsuruchida?"

The head of the stick tightened and leaned on the ground twice. It was a face without any expression. The white beard opened one by one, and the anger in his eyes was filled with anger.

"Let him come to see me!"

Soon, someone came back from the building, looked at the old man, and quickly lowered his face: "President, Tsuruda is dead. The police just found his body... and brain..."

After listening to the report of his subordinates without blinking, Shou Mingxu pursed his lips for a moment and opened his mouth slightly: "Where is that person? Is there any news from the police?"

"I heard that I've been surrounded."

"Finally there is good news... to find the recording equipment in the office."

In fact, Shun Shou did not trust Tsuruta and other people who came to talk about things, so he placed two recording and monitoring equipment in the office to prevent extortion, conspiracy, etc.

When the old man turned around and was about to leave, someone received a call. After a few words, he followed Shouming Xun and lowered his voice.

"President, the police...."

The words trembled, and I couldn't believe it, "...let the Chinese escape."

Looking down at the city at night, it is no more than other neon streets. The streets near Akihabara are pitch black. After the roads and buildings are baptized during the day, the traces of explosions are still obvious in the dark, with pits and bumps and vastness.

In the long street where fierce battles were fought, human corpses, crows and police car wreckage were being cleaned up, and blood flowed slowly in the gaps in the bricks on the road.

The bald man named Hiroichi Sanada lowered his head and looked silently at the pool of blood on the ground.

In fact, in terms of information, it was Magneto. The electric python had some names, some were caused by heavy damage on the streets, which attracted the direction of information. When he met Xia Yi suddenly, he thought he was a small character who left behind.

As a result, the island police and the special service emergency team hit the head this time and were bleeding.

Among the casualties, a young man named Keigo Aihara awakened the supernatural power of his mind. Although he was only focusing on control, the bald man believed that he would become a level three soon and he would be able to become a level three, and he would have a stronger ability.

"I shouldn't have brought him out."

A subordinate comforted him and said, "Captain, captain, it can be considered to avenge Keigo by arresting that Chinese."

Hiroichi Sanada raised his face, looked at the other person quietly for a while, nodded and walked away, returned to the car and sat down. After a moment, the communicator rang out. After the call was connected, such a Japanese word came from inside.

"The police car driven by a Chinese man was found in Shuiyuan Park, Matsudo City. The target may have transferred to another vehicle."

Hiroichi Sanada picked up the dialogue and put it on his lips: "The other party cannot take a plane. The only way to leave the island country is the port. Check the truck before and check where they board the ship. There must be people who will be there."

"Hayi!"

Afterwards, he led the survivors of the special service team to Matsudo City, but before that, he would have to meet with the members who were reinforced by the special service team.

This is an unspeakable night.

Soon, it started to rain in the sky. Following the thick clouds, I went to Matsudo City. It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. In the quiet city, a few sirens occasionally sounded in the distant streets.

In the misty rain curtain, there are independent houses, with piles of cement pipes in remote corners. The rainwater hits the top and flows down the smooth sides. Raindrops fall down the pipe entrance.

Inside the tube hole, Xia Yi curled his legs, placed the Japanese knife on the other side, and "Jiuye" stood on his shoulder with his wings shrank, closing his eyes to sleep.

He tilted his head, his red eyes looked at a house opposite with lights. The windows on the second floor reflected the figures and made quarrels between women and men from time to time.

In the sound of the quarrel, rain hit his face along the wind.

My consciousness was vague, and my heartbeat was still very fast, as if something was blocking in my blood vessels. I was pulling it with all my might, and the vague memories surged in my mind, and there were many things I couldn't remember.

"At this time, Fatty and the others should have run away. I hope that Yin Jiuling and Meiqi Shao can wait for them in the port."

He chuckled and murmured this sentence.

The island police were killed by him, and they should have put most of their attention on him. They should have allowed Zhao Dezhu, Zhou Jin, and the dog girl to enter Hong Kong safely... At that time, they would be alone and have a much smaller target. As long as they were not blocked, they would still be able to escape.

Xia Yi thought so.

The quarrels in the houses over there became more and more intense, and there was a rumbling sound from time to time, as if something had been broken.

"I don't know the blessing..."

His eyes were taken back from the house there, and his weak body took action. He took the rainwater pulled from outside the pipe, accumulated in his palm and took a sip, wetting his dry and cracked lips, and the bitterness in his mouth felt a little better.

After his consciousness came back, he drove all the way over. Fortunately, it was dark and the streets of Tokyo were densely intertwined. He rushed out and ran around in the direction he came. As for where he was, he was not very clear.

In addition, he was exhausted and abandoned the car in a park, Fang Tian Hua Ji and the Qinglong Sword were too conspicuous, so he buried it in a nearby place in the park. He waited for a while before digging it out and continuing to set off on the road.

After drinking the rain in his palm, Xia Yi's eyes suddenly slashed, and outside the house where the quarrel was quarreling, the door was opened at some point, and a small figure stood there with an umbrella.

Look over blankly.

Then, he suddenly turned around and ran back with an umbrella, and closed the door.

When Xia Yi touched the hilt of the knife and was about to pass through the house, the door suddenly opened again. The little man had run out again with an umbrella, holding something in his hand.

The round little face had no expression, but just looked at Xia Yi, raised her feet, and handed over a lunch box with a cartoon printed on it.

"Mom said, homeless people are pitiful, this is for you."

The little boy spoke island dialect.

The hilt of the knife he was touching was placed in the pipe. Xia Yi stared blankly at the cartoon lunch box handed by his little hand, and the boy's eyes blinked, and after a moment, he reached out to take it.

Open.

It contains a neat row of sushi.

Xia Yi was not polite either. He was so hungry that he was weak and did not know the way, so he did not dare to rob a convenience store at will, which attracted the police to be very bad at his current condition.

Chew and swallow it in big mouthfuls, warm food enters the stomach, and the body finally feels at ease.

On his shoulder, the crow smelled the fragrance and shouted: "Give me a sip! A sip!"

The little boy was excited to see the eyes of "Jiu Ye" pecking sushi.

"I've died, it can talk, Ojisan (uncle), is it the bird you raise?"

Although he couldn't understand the words, Xia Yi could probably see something from the boy's expression. He nodded while chewing on the food, but the crow on his shoulder turned around the bird's body disdainfully.

"Tujiuzi."

While speaking, I heard the quarrels in the room that were getting more and more intense. The footsteps of the room were stomping on the floor. The door opened, and a man dragged his luggage out of it and left without looking back in the rain.

A woman stood at the door, shouted at him, turned around and returned to the room and closed the door.

"That's my mother, I just left, it's my father." The little boy looked a little depressed, lowered his face slightly, and looked at the wet ground. "They often quarrel. Dad seems to have a new woman outside and doesn't want his mother."

In fact, if this Japanese child is not required to say it, Xia Yi could probably understand it. However, with such a thing, coupled with the incomprehensible language, it is difficult for him to speak, looking at the empty lunch box in front of him.

He reached out and patted the boy's head, pointing to the other side of the house.

It means that he will go back and comfort his mother quickly.

Seeing Xia Yi's gesture and smile, the boy from the island country nodded, took the box, trotted back to the door, and waved.

Wait for the boy to leave.

Xia Yi and 'Jiuye' stayed in the pipeline for a while again, and he said, "Jiuye, it's time for us to leave."

"I'm precious! You can't get wet in the rain!"

"Watch a broken TV series and poison you." Xia Yi reached out and grabbed it, stuffed it into his tattered shirt, looked at the rain threads that were pulled down all over the sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

Just a few steps away from the house, the door behind him suddenly opened again. Xia Yi turned around and saw the little boy standing quietly at the door and making a wave gesture to him.

"My mother is asleep...Ojisan, come in and sleep for a while." The boy pointed upstairs, "There is a compartment there, which can be made for you for one night."

The voice was subtle, and he paused, pointing at the crow on Xia Yi's shoulder, "But it wants to lend me some fun..."

However, Xia Yi didn't understand a single word of these, so he just stood there and looked at him.

But the boy pushed Xia Yi into the house.

"Ojisan, you can come in and sleep, but you can't go to my mother's room and you can't sleep with her!"

Xia Yi: “……….”
Chapter completed!