At the same time as Ma was getting on the ambulance, Hanaba Takashi was on the highest building near the scene.
"Did you get a good picture?" he asked his partner Daisuke Wakamiya.
"I got it! I just took a picture of Kiryu and Ma standing in front of the advancing mobile team! Thanks to the helicopter's searchlight, this will definitely cause a sensation!" Daisuke Wakamiya said with a smile on his face.
"Okay, let's go back and wash it right away. I want to write an earth-shattering report! Then put it in the weekly magazine that will be published the day after tomorrow!" Takashi Hanabha stood up and walked like flying.
Daisuke Wakamiya hurriedly packed up his things, and trotted to catch up with his partner.
**
Early the next morning, He Ma opened his eyes.
He stared at the ceiling for a while, and then gradually recalled what happened last night.
Then he turned his head and looked to the side, and found Honami Nanjo lying on the bedside, snoring softly.
Hema didn't want to wake her up, so he just closed his eyes and rested.
He was on the stretcher last night and planned to meditate and see what he had gained from various battles throughout the day.
Although I basically didn't use kendo skills to fight yesterday, at least I can get some street fighting, right
Moreover, he shot such a fierce guy with a gun. Logically speaking, he should improve his marksmanship
But Kazuma has never seen a marksmanship level, and even the Metropolitan Police Department's mobile team, which should have received strict gun training, does not have a marksmanship level.
Maybe only "American Traditional Martial Arts" has marksmanship grades.
Anyway, He Ma was looking forward to whether he could have more abilities yesterday. When the afternoon’s business came to an end, he patronized humming songs to absorb experience. He didn’t meditate. After the evening’s business was over, he was going to meditate, but he took painkillers and was extremely sleepy. Incomparably, he fell asleep before being carried into the ambulance.
Now that he is full of sleep, he is in good spirits and can just meditate.
He entered the state of being familiar with horses and horses, and read his own entries first as usual.
He didn't expect that there would be an extra entry, and the content of the entry was completely unexpected to He Ma.
Kalashnikov's Apostle
What the hell
Hema hurriedly read the explanation carefully, and the explanation was: I don’t know why Kalashnikov felt a sense of closeness in you, so he gave you his power.
He Ma recalled the scene when he shot the Koreans on the roof.
Traveling with the horse to the present, he only killed one guy when he pulled out the village rain. Although the other people he wanted to kill died in the end, they were not killed by him.
Shooting upstairs with an AKM yesterday was the first real killing spree with Ma.
Is it because of this
No, if you can get this entry just by killing more people with AKM, then this entry is estimated to be a bad street in the Middle East and Afghanistan.
He Ma carefully recalled the scene of shooting the Koreans, and he remembered that he had indeed become more and more comfortable in the fight. At first, he didn't even have the accuracy and could only rely on strafing shots. Later, he shot short and accurate roll calls. The difference was quite big.
It should be at that time that the entry was obtained, so AKM suddenly became accurate.
But thinking about it the other way around, it may be that I have mastered the use of AKM in a short period of time and gained experience and confidence, so the entry appeared—after all, the entry is the condensed embodiment of the soul. If the husband is very confident, it seems logical to get such an entry.
He Ma felt that this explanation was quite reasonable. After all, the life-threatening situation at that time, although it was only a short exchange of fire, was enough to make people feel trust and confidence in the weapons in their hands.
Thinking about it carefully, my parkour entry like Jack Chen also appeared suddenly under similar circumstances.
It seems that in this world, self-confidence is very important.
The masters of the machine-aiming snipers in this world probably won the entries because of their confidence in fighting for a long time.
In other words, the ace snipers in this world are probably as unreasonable as cheating.
He Ma silently wrote down this point. If he faces an ace sniper in the future, he must be careful.
However, this is Japan, not the Middle East or Afghanistan. I probably have no chance to face the ace sniper.
He Ma turned his attention back to the entry.
This entry of Kalashnikov’s apostle seems to be hanging, but when you think about it carefully, I am not a jihadist, but a person living in a legal world. It is impossible to own an AK gun family weapon. In the future, when encountering a gun battle, pick up the enemy's AK.
Thinking about it like this, it seems that this entry is useless.
Unless you are like Rambo, go to Afghanistan to help the guerrillas fight the Soviet army.
To be honest, Hema doesn't have a good impression of the Soviet Union or the United States. He thinks it's better for these two countries to die, and the best ending is for China to be the boss.
So even if there is a chance to go to Afghanistan, Kazuma will not go.
For the same reason, He Ma will not join the gongan, not only because the predecessor of this group is Tegao Ke, but also because this group of people is actually a dog of the CIA.
If one day, one of the world's six major intelligence agencies, who doesn't even know his name, finds him and asks He Ma to be a spy, He Ma would be very happy.
But this kind of thing, just think about it.
After much deliberation, Hema decided that he had taken an entry that was not very useful, so he stopped paying attention to this entry and turned to confirm other things.
Street fights have increased by one level, very few, it seems that gun battles do not add street fight experience points.
However, the actual combat has increased a lot. Hema now has a level 24 actual combat. It should be because the gun battle has increased in actual combat.
Looks like there should be more shootouts in the future—
Then the wound on the horse's belly started to hurt.
Nima, in the past, he and his horse used knives to slash people, at most it was a little bit of flesh and blood, not a lot of injury.
This shot was shot, and it was fatal.
Fortunately, it's just a pistol, not very powerful.
It takes one shot from an automatic rifle, and the intestines may flow out.
Hema suddenly thought that the appendicitis that Yuzao had asked him to hypothesize would require an operation. Now it's all right, there is a wound on the stomach, and maybe the appendix just happened to be knocked out.
Is that in your calculations too, Tamamo!
The pain of the wound made him want to have more gun fights after breaking up with the horse. For a swordsman, just use the sword to cut people honestly.
Kazuma confirmed another wave of other levels, the level of karate, which has not increased, and the level of kendo-of course, has not increased.
It seems that the guy with the black entry on the top of his head who was fighting with the horse has no kendo level or karate level, so beating him does not increase the experience of these two skills.
Why the hell is he so good at fighting
What is that
He Ma's heart is full of doubts.
Hema's current parkour mobility, and the ability to jump off a building casually and only be limping for a while, are no longer human. He also knows a humanoid Gundam who can physically jump from a helicopter.
So he was not too surprised by the inhuman combat power displayed by that enemy.
His doubts were because he didn't know where the man's strength came from.
Suzuki Butler's strength comes from his 67-level karate and the ability to write entries by himself at any time.
He Ma's own ability comes from the entry.
And that person had a black spot on the top of his head.
To Kazuma, that guy seemed like an unknown creature.
This is the first time He Ma met a guy who couldn't even recognize his own golden finger.
This is so weird.
Although He Ma was still in a state of meditation, his attention was completely out of his status bar.
At this moment he heard someone enter the door, so he opened his eyes.
Honami also heard the movement, so she got up from Kazuma's bed and rubbed her sleepy eyes.
The left half of her face was sleeping with her arm as a pillow, and the buttons on her cuffs left obvious red marks on her cheek that could be broken by blows.
Seeing Honami like this, Kazuma burst out laughing.
Honami obviously hadn't started her brain yet, she stared at Kazuma for a few seconds before realizing what he was laughing at, and lightly patted his chest: "Stop laughing! I almost cried to death last night."
He Ma: "What are you crying for? It's just a shot. You won't die."
Honami hit him again, then turned to look at the guest who had just entered the ward.
It was Aramaki on crutches, Honami hurriedly stood up and helped him over, and sat down on the stool.
He Ma: "I'll go, Huangjuan-san, you are much more serious than me."
"It's good to be alive." Aramaki sighed, "The Kandagawa police station is already in ruins, and many people died. Last night, hundreds of police families cried dry."
As he spoke, Aramaki looked at Kazuma: "I wanted to say thank you on behalf of them, but I don't seem to have the qualifications. So I can only thank you on behalf of myself. You avenged my siblings."
Hema pursed his lips, nodded lightly, and suddenly remembered and asked, "Did you find the body?"
"Not yet. It was too late last night, and there was no salvage operator who was still working. Today, we started to salvage along the waterway."
He Ma was speechless: "Don't let him run away."
"I heard that the enemy was shot at least three times and had two stab wounds on his body. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible to run away. Human beings have limits."
Hema frowned, what Aramaki said made him feel like he was standing at the flag.
Just as he was about to speak, the door of the ward opened again, and detectives Akira Shiratori and Yoshiaki Shimagata walked in one after the other.
"Hey, great hero." Shiratori Akira grinned at Kazuma, "Kato Police Department praised you personally, and the public relations section will let the reporters in after you recover enough to accept interviews."
He Ma: "Please forgive me, I hate dealing with reporters the most. It's troublesome and useless. You tell the reporters that if you want to interview me, first pay me the announcement fee according to the price of the first-line female star on variety shows, otherwise there will be no discussion. "
Akira Shiratori and Yoshiaki Shimagata laughed.
The two of them seem much more relaxed than Aramaki, so they form a sharp contrast with Aramaki, vividly showing that the sorrows and joys of the world are not connected.
Shimakata Yoshiaki put away his smile, and said seriously to Kazuma: "The investigation headquarters of the serial murder case will be revoked. Except for Hoshiko Aikawa, the deaths of other people will be classified as suicides.
"But next, the investigation headquarters for the Kandagawa bombing attack will be established, and now the Sakurada Gate is busy setting up a new investigation headquarters."
Akira Shiratori said: "When you were fighting on the street yesterday, you cut off the strap of the other side's travel bag, and the travel bag was left on the street. We retrieved it.
"The content inside is enough to launch a medium-scale terrorist attack. The C4 explosive alone is as much as ten kilograms."
Talk to the horse.
Ten kilograms of C4, man, that would be a blast to blow up.
"The new investigation headquarters is led by the Organized Crime and Violent Group Crime Investigation Section," Akira Shiratori scratched the back of his head while saying, "That's what I said, but it's just a direct reincarnation from the original serial murder investigation headquarters. It just needs to Some boring paperwork."
He Ma: "It's useless for you to tell me this. I'm a wounded person. Do you expect me to join your work with my wounds?"
Shiratori shook his shoulders: "Of course I don't have such an idea, but we do want to borrow your strength. Borrow your wisdom. Who do you think provided these weapons this time?"
"Korean." He Ma replied immediately, "And he is in the same gang as the gang who kidnapped my sister last year."
Hema was so sure because before he had a shootout with the Koreans yesterday afternoon, he had confirmed that they all had entries code-named 5971 above their heads.
Shiratori Akira was stunned: "Is the real boxing club really likely to provide this amount of ammunition? After all, they have to fight with the Fushou Gang in the port area from time to time recently. In order to deal with the Fushou Gang, they will definitely stockpile a large amount of arms."
He Ma: "Then just sweep over the offices of the Zhenquan Club one by one, and that's it?"
Shiratori Akira sighed: "We have done this long ago. But facing the enemy's firepower, we must dispatch a mobile team, just like yesterday, but there is a very complicated process for dispatching a mobile team.
"Yesterday it was an emergency situation. The prime minister's office could see the flames from the explosion, so the green channel was opened."
Japan set up this set of complicated procedures because it learned the lessons before World War II to prevent violent agencies from getting out of control.
The disadvantage is that Japan's violent agencies are slow in doing everything.
Kazuma looked at Shiratori Akira, then at Aramaki, and asked, "You want me to sneak into the Zhenken Association and make excuses for you to break in if you find something wrong with them, is that right?"
Shiratori shook his head: "If Aramaki hadn't asked you to do something similar, we really wanted to ask you. But now... how can we ask a person with a hole in his stomach to do this kind of thing. You should take care of your wounds. "
He nodded with the horse.
At this time, the door of the ward opened again, and Chiyoko was about to enter at the door. When she saw the two criminal policemen in the room, she retracted her outstretched foot: "Maybe I came at the wrong time."
Shiratori Akira: "No, you came just in time."
Yoshiaki Shimagata: "We are leaving, and there are still things to be busy. Setting up a new search headquarters requires a lot of people to set up chairs and move documents. We have to go back quickly."
It can be heard that the criminal police officer Yoshiaki Shimakata is quite dissatisfied with the Japanese police's urgency that they can't do anything without setting up a search headquarters.
After the words fell, the two waved goodbye to Hema and walked towards the door.
Chiyoko hurried out of the way.
Araki also stood up: "I won't bother the touching family reunion anymore, please comfort these girls who are worried about you."
After talking about Aramaki, he walked towards the door of the ward. Only then did Kazuma notice that there was an aunt who was about the same age as Aramaki outside the door, looking at Aramaki with eyes full of love.
Hema and Auntie met eyes, and Auntie immediately bowed to Hema respectfully.
It was probably thanks to He Ma for letting go of her husband's obsession.
Although there is always a feeling that that person is not dead with Ma.
At this time, Kazuma suddenly noticed that Huang Jue had left a book on the edge of the bed. He was just about to stop Huang Jue when he suddenly remembered that this guy was a spy, and secret agents like to use this secret method to convey some unspeakable information.
So Hema picked up the book calmly, and opened it—as expected, there was a small note with words written on it.
The note said: What you dealt with yesterday may be a KGB super soldier.
Talk to the horse.
The KGB has the Winter Soldier, so should the CIA have Captain America
He Ma was thinking about what to do with the note, when he suddenly realized that the word seemed to be written with a water-based pen, so he directly threw the note into his mouth.
Chiyoko looked at Kazuma in surprise: "Brother, what are you doing? You got shot in the stomach and started eating paper?"
Kazuma said to Chiyoko seriously: "Yes, I suddenly discovered that I am actually a monster, a monster who eats stories, and books with stories are as delicious to me as cream cakes."
Chiyoko: "It sounds like a goat turned monster."
Honami glanced at the book in Hema's hand, and obviously guessed the origin of the book at once - after all, she had already stayed with Hema for a day, so she must know that there was no such book in the ward just now.
Honami smiled at Kazuma, then changed the subject directly: "Chiyoko, are you here alone?"
"No, Amao drove me here. He said he wanted to buy some fruit with his own money, so he put me down and left." Chiyoko said.
He Ma: "Really, what kind of fruit to buy, it's a waste of money. It's time for Mao to save his own money, college tuition is expensive."
"I told him the same, but he said that this must be bought, even if it is a little less." Chiyoko shrugged, and then directly lifted the quilt of Kazuma, "Let me see where you got shot."
After confirming with Ma that he had indeed put on his hospital pants, he left Chiyoko alone.
He didn't expect Chiyoko to poke the gauze on the wound.
"Hey, it hurts!"
Hema was in so much pain that he wanted to sing a divine song about washing kelp on the spot.
"I just want to make you hurt!" Chiyoko yelled, "I want you to at least hesitate for a moment when you go to a dangerous situation in the future! I saw the breaking news on TV last night saying that there was an explosion, so I knew you wouldn't be able to come back at night !"
Kazuma tried to appease his sister, but Chiyoko didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued to shout: "Why do you care about everything! I don't want you to be a hero! I just want you to be at home..."
Said Chiyoko burst into tears.
Honami hugged her and lent her her chest.
So Chiyoko cried even harder.
He Ma: "I'm sorry. But I can't do it. Innocent people are hurt, and sinful people go unpunished. I can't just ignore it."
Chiyoko didn't speak any more, just wept heartily in Honami's arms.
At this time the door opened again, and Mikako rushed in: "Hema! Huh? Xiaoqian is crying? Isn't it? Hema left?"
He Ma casually picked up the alarm clock on the bedside table and threw it at the door.
Mikako caught the alarm clock: "What are you doing, Hema! This alarm clock is very beautiful, it's not good if it breaks. Yesterday I saw the news of the explosion on TV, so I told my mother, 'Hema is definitely on the way. On the way to the scene', I didn't expect you to actually go."
Said Mikako gave Kazuma a thumbs up: "Kamen Rider, YES!"
Looking at Mikako's carefree expression, Kazuma said, "Aren't you worried that I'll die?"
"Hahahaha, it's impossible, even if Kamen Rider is the second rider in charge of eating, he won't die easily." Mikako ran over bouncingly, slapped the horse's stomach, "You must be taking the opportunity to be lazy now That's all, in fact, you can already be alive and kicking... Huh? Oh, your painful expression is so fake!"
He Ma: "I want to kill you!"
Kitagawa Saori, who had just entered the door, was stunned.
She looked at He Ma in confusion: "What's wrong with me? I didn't do anything when I just came in."
He Ma: "It's not you, it's none of your business. Sorry, I shouldn't grab your catchphrase."
"I don't have such a mantra!"
Mikako: "What, your expression recovered as soon as Beichuan came in, and you were just pretending."
She said and patted the horse's belly again.
He Ma: "I want to kill you!"
Mikako: "Isn't it? Are you...really hurt?"
"I was shot, in the abdomen." He Ma said while grinning.
Mikako: "Huh? Didn't you bounce the bullet?"
"I didn't have a knife at the time!"
Mikako: "This... I'm sorry, if you are better, come and hit me."
He Mazheng was about to wave his hands and say that this matter is over, but suddenly he noticed the expression on Kitagawa Saori, and immediately warned her: "Don't come! Don't come! Don't pat my stomach!"
Kitagawa Saori raised his hand and hesitated for a while, but still didn't take the picture.
"You are the wounded, and the wounded enjoy preferential treatment." Kitagawa Saori said.
He Ma asked back: "Aren't you also a wounded person? You were thrown as a flying prop yesterday."
"I didn't! I was just lifted because of my light weight."
Hema recalled Komori Shan Ling who was thrown as a flying prop last time, and sighed: "Fortunately, you are light in weight. If you have the same figure as Komori Shan, I am afraid that you will be smashed to the bone like Jin Ma Jun .”
"What do you mean!" Kitagawa Saori was furious, "I'm still young, so I still have a chance!"
Before she finished speaking, Mikako put her hand on Kitagawa Saori's hospital gown, and then sighed: "Pfft, ribs."
"I'm going to kill you!"
Just at this time, Jinguji Tamamo opened the door and came in. Seeing Saori Kitagawa fighting with Mikako, she frowned slightly: "This is a ward, please be quiet."
Mikako immediately stopped her slapstick movements, and she became obedient.
Kitagawa Saori glanced at Miyaji Tamamo, although she didn't understand why she was so deterrent to Mikako, but because Tamamo made sense, she didn't continue to make trouble.
Kazuma looked at Yuzao, planning to ask her about KGB super fighters later.
Maybe she heard some rumors when she brought tea and water to some big people's gatherings.
Yuzao came to Hema's bed, took out an amulet, and hung it on the hook beside Hema's bed—it was the hook used to hang the patient's medical record card, so that in case of accident, the doctor on duty could use the information on the medical record card Data rescue.
Seeing that everyone was looking at the amulet, Yuzao said, "I asked for this amulet this morning. It is said that it can bless the sick to recover as soon as possible. It is quite spiritual. But to be effective, it is said that you have to climb the stairs in front of the shrine a hundred times. I've been climbing since three o'clock in the morning."
He Ma: "Then... thank you for your hard work."
He Ma always felt that this amulet was actually Yuzao's healing spell. After all, she gave people a feeling of sufficient milk when she looked at her appearance.
Yuzao smiled and said to Kazuma: "Even if the healing is really fast, it should only be because of the placebo effect."
Mikako patted Tamamo's shoulder lightly with a knife in her hand: "Don't use scientific knowledge to explain it immediately after giving someone an amulet! Even if it would have an effect, it will be gone after you explain it, right?"
Yuzao smiled and said, "I'm the former head of the Spirit Department. I'm committed to using science to explain all spiritual and supernatural phenomena."
"But you are not now! Hey, are you not? There is no ghost club in Tokyo University?"
"Yes, but I joined the New Ghost Story Research Association."
"Isn't it almost the same!" Mikako complained with full firepower, like a real Kansai native.
Kitagawa Saori looked at the two, and couldn't help but ask, "Are you talking about Mancai?"
"That's right!" Mikako turned to Saori Kitagawa, "Give me a little bit!"
Japanese comics usually end with "you give me a little bit", which is similar to "fuck you" in cross talk.
"The last is Mancai's concluding remarks, right?" Kitagawa Saori was speechless. "You really mean Mancai. If you are committed to becoming a comedian, why do you want to go to the English Department of Sophia University?"
Kazuma: "She wants to be the comedian who speaks the best English in Japan."
"I see." Kitagawa Saori nodded.
"That's not the case! You complain about him!"
Kitagawa Saori: "Fujii-san is so interesting."
"Ah, is it? No!"
He Ma was about to open his mouth to bully Mikako with Kitagawa Saori when someone knocked on the door.
He didn't open the door directly and came in. It seemed that he was a person who had a normal relationship with Hema.
He Ma: "The door is unlocked, come in."
So the door opened, and Fujita Susumu and a girl who didn't know Ma came in together. The girl was holding a bouquet in her hand, and Fujita Susumu was carrying fruit in his hand.
Yuzao saw the two and immediately said, "These are the two representatives elected by the school's classmates. They came to visit Kazuma."
Fujita Shin looked at the girls in this room and froze in place.
He Ma: "Ah, these are all my friends and apprentices."
Just as Fujita Susumu was about to speak, someone shouted from behind: "Excuse me, excuse me!"
Fujita Shinji stood aside and made way for the passage.
Rinan Rina came in wearing her school uniform and holding flowers.
"Master~" She ran to Hema's bed, put the flowers into a vase, and then lay down on Hema, "I'm so worried..."
"Wait for me! Don't lie on your stomach!" He Ma shouted.
However, Rinanli cuisine has already come up.
Hema gasped, his teeth chattering from the pain.
Honami and Chiyoko pulled Hina Rina up together: "You are crazy, his wound is on his stomach!"
"Huh? That's great... No, that's too bad, I'll just lie on my chest!"
A murderous look appeared on Chiyoko's face.
Hinan Rina was stunned, then stood up obediently, changed an expression that matched her position as the student council president, and said, "It's hard work protecting Tokyo."
Susumu Fujita, who was sitting next to him, had teeth sore with hatred, but when he heard this sentence, he asked suspiciously: "Defend Tokyo? No, no, didn't you have surgery for appendicitis?"
He Ma: "Yes, I was operated on for appendicitis."
Susumu Fujita was admitted to Tokyo University anyway, not stupid, he glanced at the girls in the room again, and then suddenly realized: "Is it the explosion last night? There are quite a few people in our school who live on the side of the Kanda River. Heard the explosion. Supposedly there was a shootout. You..."
He Ma thought to himself, Akira Shiratori said just now, and the publicity department of the Metropolitan Police Department waited for him to recover before sending reporters to interview him, so there was no point in hiding.
So he nodded: "Yes, I was shot while chasing the suspect."
Susumu Fujita suddenly showed a relieved expression: "So that's the case. Girls, you have good eyesight."
Chiyoko: "I'm his sister."
"Uh... the others too?"
As soon as Fujita Jin finished asking, Ah Mao came in with fruit.
He glanced suspiciously at Susumu Fujita and the unknown girl, and then walked directly to Kazuma's hospital bed: "Master, I wanted to buy some watermelons, but watermelons are too expensive this season, and I didn't have enough money. "
He Ma hurriedly said: "No, no, these are enough. You see that you bought so much, and you will take them back to eat with Chiyoko later. I guess someone will come to give them to me later."
Amao didn't answer, but looked at He Ma with a guilty expression: "The disciple is not good at learning, and he couldn't fight with the master, and share the pressure of the master, I feel deeply guilty..."
"No, yesterday was mainly a shootout. Unless you practice like Butler Suzuki, it's useless to come."
As soon as I finished talking with Ma, I heard a knock on the door again.
Before he could answer, the person who knocked on the door opened it and walked in.
Mr. Bai Feng, wearing a white suit and fashionable toad mirror, walked in swaggeringly.
"Oh, it's just like the rumors, beautiful women are like clouds." Mr. Bai Feng said, then snapped his fingers, and two younger brothers immediately sent flower baskets and fruit baskets.
Kazuma didn't look at Baifeng Zongwu, but squinted at Baifeng Yuyin.
The entry to the distance above Baifeng Yuyin's head was fluctuating violently, as if being thrown into the turbulent water.
"Yuyin," President Bai Feng also turned his head to look at his granddaughter, "Compared with the ladies here, you are completely uncompetitive. Men are hopeless creatures, and they just like this kind of style."
As I said that, President Bai Feng drew a circle with his finger pointing at Kazuma's apprentices.
He Ma's apprentices are all big girls who are so good that they explode.
Baifeng Yuyin bit her lip and was about to speak when there was another knock on the door.
Everyone looked at the door together.
The little girl who looks like a primary school student is standing at the door holding a flower basket.
"Look down, here it is," she said.
He Ma: "I haven't said I can't see you yet!"
"Can't I just gag you in advance?"
Baifeng Yuyin pointed to the little girl Ganzhong Meiyu and said, "Look, it's not all of that kind!"
President Baifeng laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, let's take it like this. Anyway, I said, before you reach adulthood, you can just dream, it's up to you."
He Ma frowned, and now Baifeng Zongwu behaved like an old man who loved his granddaughter—if the iron mouse entry above his head was not shining, He Ma would believe him.
But now, the change of the entry let He Ma know what this guy is thinking.
"Then, I won't bother the young people, the old man will leave the stage obediently." Saying that, President Bai Feng turned and walked towards the gate.
He Ma suddenly turned to his back and asked: "This is a hospital affiliated with the police, how did you get in?"
"Even if it's the police, they can't stop an old man who loves his granddaughter from visiting her hospitalized granddaughter, right?" President Bai Feng asked back, turning his head and showing a meaningful smile to Kazuma.
Then he left the ward with his followers.
Amao immediately asked: "Master, do I need to throw away this man's gift?"
"Don't!" Chiyoko stopped Ah Mao, "There is nothing wrong with presents, you should eat generously if given by the bad guys! Last year, Jinshan Heita's gang hung dead chickens on our door, so I took them back and roasted them, but It was delicious. We hadn’t eaten anything other than fish for a long time.”
Fish was cheap, and the fish buyer in the shopping street sent Chiyoko all day long to sell the leftover fish that day, which became the main source of protein for the Kiryu family during the poorest time last year.
Rinan Licai looked at the basket of fruit worriedly: "Could it be poisoned?"
Susumu Fujita at the door was shocked: "Poisoned? What is the origin of the old man?"
No one paid him any attention.
Beichuan Saori picked up an apple from the fruit basket and bit it down: "It's okay, my grandpa is a bad guy, yes, but he wouldn't use such a low-level bad trick."
He Ma Xin thought that when I was going to take the exam in March this year, the tricks your grandpa used to interfere with my review were not of a high grade.
But he didn't say it.
**
After Mr. Baifeng returned to his limousine, he said to the person waiting for him in the car: "I've been waiting for a long time. Next, let's talk about cooperation."
"That's why I came here." Shibao Tianjiu said as he opened his briefcase and took out a stack of documents, "This is the result of our first phase of the experiment. Our experts believe that if it is Miss Yuyin's singing voice, It should work better."
President Bai Feng didn't go to get the documents, but sighed: "The times have really changed. I used to think that holding a gun was the ultimate form of martial arts. I didn't expect that singing would become a weapon one day."
Shibao Tianjiu: "But...Miss Yuyin is very resistant to the new beliefs we have created. If she cannot convert willingly, she will be just a lark with a beautiful song."
"You don't have to worry about that." Mr. Bai Feng sneered, "Lend me the things left over from your first phase of the experiment, no... rent it to me, I will naturally have a solution."
"If it will be lost during use, it is more reasonable to buy it." Shibao Tianjiu said.
"Then buy it. We are planning a big business of tens of billions of yen, and we don't care about this little money."
"The president is wise." Chai Shengtian Jiupi said flatteringly with a half-smile.