"Ding Ding."

A series of dense sounds came from the dark room.

Metals collided in the air, and Mars splashed.

On the battlefield, you have to face enemies that are several times more than you. The black-haired boy changed his face. He was like an elegant dancer, dancing on the tip of a knife with a veritable silver light flashed with the sound of the strong wind being cut, bringing out a bright red blood.

In the distance, black clothes holding a rifle, and whenever they aimed, they let go of the rifle. The weird movement of the black-haired boy made him unable to aim, and random shooting may cause injury to his teammates.

·

Another wave of Mars flashed by, and Jiangchuan Nagisa took a step back with the force.

There was also a good shelter in the observation deck so that he would not be completely exposed to the other party's gun.

After the spray, the man in black was greatly improved in agility and strength.

With the experience of the last time, Eikawa Nagisa knew that the potion could only bring temporary enhancement to the user.

After the effect of the medicine, the side effects of listlessness followed, just like after orgasm, all that is left is emptiness and weakness.

"Acquiring strength that does not belong to you will sooner or later return the capital and interest."

At this moment, the blade in the man in black came again as promised.

Although the opponent's blade is powerful and powerful, the speed of the knife is weird and tricky.

But the black-haired boy still calmly dodged and avoided with his agile body skills.

The man in black who was in close combat was shocked. Who was the sacred person in the black-haired boy? He still looked as calm as a mountain after they injected with precious "divine blood".

If it were ordinary people who had been under their powerful aura, either crying bitterly or kneeling down to beg for mercy. They even encountered some timid guys who had incontinence in urine and defecation.

The black-haired boy made an attack instantly, but he did not show mercy because of the other party's sigh.

He raised the muzzle with his left hand and a bullet came out of the flames of the gun.

The man in black, who felt the danger, was shocked and quickly responded, but was still one step later, and flowers made of bright red blood were blooming on his body.

"It's still too slow. You are much worse than real monsters." Ekawa Nagisa wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hands, then threw it on the ground, and said calmly with an expression on her face.

The sharp blade crossed the boy's side face and swept a few strands of black silk. When Ekawa Nagisa swung his knife in the moment of dodging, the silver blade flashed with a cold light, and the ancient scalpel cut the air and made a whistle sound.

After the whistle... another heart-wrenching scream rang out in the observation deck.

A huge amount of blood splashed in the air with a circular arc. The blade rotated in the air and finally I made a tremor on the floor. Another person's wrist and palm were disconnected. This time, the initial flatness of the blade was almost cut off the cartilage and separated by the bone.

"Everyone said this trick was useless to me. You must hang yourself on a crooked tree." Ekawa Nagisa reminded.

The eyes of the men in black around them were scattered. Although they looked down on each other and did not cooperate with each other in the organization, now they have a kind of belonging because their bodies have both injected "divine blood" together. At this time, they are all the same kind, and they are naturally furious in their hearts because of such cruel hurt.

"Anger, very good! This is what I am happy to see." A red light flashed in the black-haired boy's eyes, and his face was as mad as a morbid man.

The boy's expression made the men in black present feel creepy and a chill rushed up to their brains along their spine. The moment they met the boy's eyes, they felt as if they were staring at an indescribable horror.

The man in black began to block the observation deck located in Area A of the seventh floor of the cruise ship. If the young man's skills were allowed to escape, it would be even more troublesome. Only in an open area can he show the advantage of being crowded. The advantage of the narrow corridor of the cabin was gone, and in some cases it was even more a disaster.

Jiangchuan Nagisa did not choose to go deeper and cause fatal injuries to the other party.

What Ekawa Nagisa is doing now is more like a defensive counterattack.

While procrastinating, you can find the flaw and make up for it. This will not only show your strength, but more importantly, it can also create a terrifying atmosphere and cause psychological pressure to the other party.

"The army will attack the plan, and the army will be attacked second."

What Jiangchuan Nagisa has to do is to do what he wants to accomplish at the lowest cost.

The result of squeezing the other party's emotions and causing psychological collapse is what Nagisa Eikawa wants.

This is the most efficient method for Ekawa Nagisa. The strong emotions of the extraordinary person's strong colors are good nutrients of the source power. What he consumes must be retrieved from the other party.

This was also a practical response from Jiangchuanzhu. The call of the environmental protection organization has achieved green environmental protection and energy conservation, forming a virtuous cycle.

Source power can maintain another balance point, consumption and replenishment. Source power cannot function physically. It is obviously too difficult to kill seven extraordinary people who take drugs.

Killing one thousand enemies will damage yourself by 800. The current ability of Jiangchuan Nagisa cannot crush the opponent. After killing all seven people, they will definitely suffer a considerable injury. If you try your best to save your energy here, the follow-up will be suspended. After all, you have not even seen the boss now.

When these seven people were given medicine, they were just elite monsters at best. The killing heart in their bodies was beating wildly, but their previous plan was to escape, and I did not forget this.

The black-haired boy opened his watch and moved his lips slightly and said softly: "There is still time, so I'll play with you again."

·

The young man in black stared at the seventh floor. Now there were only a few surveillance cameras left, with a rare impatient look on his face.

"Report, a small riot occurred at the hostage concentration point on the third floor." The man in black said, looking at the computer and reporting.

"That guy Saito will solve it!" The young man in black stood up from the seat at some point.

"The time is almost over. Then let the judges and others handle it first. We have some serious things to do." The young man in black stood up and took a look at the surveillance screen for the last time, bent down and picked up the black sword bag that had been placed beside him.

"Okay, sir." The subordinate of the man in black beside him bowed slightly and stepped aside.

The young man in black walked to the deck, and a sea breeze blew up the long hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of blue pupils, with a strong sense of fighting in his pupils. At this moment, he did not look like a crazy gangster, but looked like a warrior from ancient Rome.

"After Lord Saito went out, he didn't respond for so long." The man in black said, wanting to speak but stopping.

"The mice in the sewer can never change. The dirty, wet darkness is their comfort zone. You don't have to worry about this. That guy thinks there are tasks we don't know about." The tone of the young man in black was like a sharp blade, and even an allies on the front line showed no mercy.

Dressed in a black cloak, long leather boots stepped on the steel deck, making a "tap" sound.

A strong wind blew, and the cloak whirred.

·

There were sparse sounds passing through the dark corridor.

Jiangchuan Fengrong, who was climbing in front, held the only item that could illuminate the road ahead. The lighting object was a mobile phone. With the light source emitted by the screen, you could barely see the road conditions of the two or three meters ahead.

Jiangchuan Fengrong observes the luxurious top-level observation deck, a whole round structure consisting of huge glass.

"Ayano, is it okay? Need to rest..." Jiangchuan Fengjun stopped and turned his head and said.

Before the brunette girl could finish her words, she felt a harder touch on her buttocks, obviously Aino's head hit.

"Sorry, Miss, I was a little distracted just now." Ayao said quickly.

When Eikawa Fenghou heard Aino's answer, a hint of pity flashed in his eyes. Crawling in the ventilation duct was much more tiring than he thought.

Humans who are used to standing upright with their feet will become extremely difficult to return to the original state.

The knees and spine cope with this way of action seem out of place.

"Why don't you rest here for a while?" Jiang Chuan Fengrong had long put aside the hygiene problem.

The black sportswear she wore had already been stained with dust on a large area of ​​dirt during the crawling process.

It is no exaggeration to say that some hygienic beggars on the streets of Tokyo are not much dirty than them.

If she and Aino had not covered their mouths and noses with scarves, they would have been suffocated by the dust.

...

With a "clang", the baffle of the ventilation duct fell, and two figures emerged from the dark corridor. Fengjun and Ayano were lying on the ground weakly, looking at each other and then laughing that they could not stop.

It is no exaggeration to say that the originally beautiful girl became an African refugee after a journey through the corridor.

Jiangchuan Fengjun looked at the corner and saw that the camera that was supposed to emit the red signal light was turned off at this time. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This proves that in the orderly advancement of Jiangchuan Nagisa, there is no doubt that cameras are installed on the main passages, and the Royal Observation Deck is even more so, so you must find the surveillance line assembly of the building to make the final statement.

This proves that the young man is still alive somewhere on this cruise ship and has completed his mission.

·

The bright moonlight shines surprisingly brightly on the Royal Observation Deck.

People stand in this area and can overlook the entire cruise ship and the sea view in the distance, allowing people to understand what the sea and sky are the same.

The interior decoration is simple and light luxury style.

If a tourist comes up for the first time, he will definitely be shocked by such design and layout. This design is entirely intended to bring the tourists' visual experience to the greatest extent.

However, there are two large pieces placed in the central area of ​​the observation deck that emphasizes the sense of space, which is completely inconsistent with the design purpose.

Aino walked up carefully and gently pulled off the dustproof cloth covered by the item with her hands. What she didn't expect was that it turned out to be a luxury sports car under the dustproof cloth.

The streamlined appearance is undoubtedly the ultimate expression of aerodynamics, bringing a surging sense of power to the whole. Its avant-garde sci-fi appearance is enough to make people unforgettable at a glance.

It is a white SSC tuatara sports car. This car is equipped with a 7.0-liter V8 twin-turbocharged engine independently developed by SSC, with a maximum power of 1350 horsepower. The Tuatara's acceleration time of 100 kilometers is 2.78 seconds and a maximum speed of 275 mph. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the fastest sports car.

ssc    Tuatara only has about ten production vehicles a year,

Jiangchuan Fengrong also fantasized about owning a tuatara, which is expensive but within the affordable range of her.

But Jiang Chuan Fengrong felt uncomfortable and eventually gave up the idea of ​​buying this car because buying this car requires matching products that are equivalent to the price of this car to be qualified for purchase.

The sales company's foul-stealing approach has greatly reduced her interest in this car, and she rarely pays attention to it after that age.

The luxurious and comfortable Rolls-Royce is much better than a stiff sports car on the way to deal with the company's business.

Aino pulled off the cover covering the other car again, which was a golden Lamborghini with all-carbon fiber membrane skeleton, and the body was covered with pure gold, revealing the smell of money inside and outside.

Jiang Chuan Fengrong was no longer interested just after taking a look. She never dared to be interested in the product of showing off her wealth.

Ayano said in a question: "Why are these two sports cars here? The warehouse under the deck is not a better choice?"
To be continued...