Chapter 102: Flying Thunder. Iiai One Kill! (please vote for the big chapter)

Shari Port.

half an hour ago,

Higashinohara was carrying a sword case wrapped in black cloth and was preparing to go home after walking out of the logistics point.

But he had only taken a few steps when he went out and found that the port suddenly became a mess, with everyone looking in a hurry and talking about something.

He vaguely heard terms like "Team Leader Tokugawa" and "Attack at Sea" beside the two people he passed. He couldn't help but stop and turn around. There happened to be a person passing by who was looking down at the screen of his mobile phone.

"Sorry, what happened?" Higashinohara asked.

After hearing this, the man handed his cell phone directly to him. What was playing on the screen was NHK news. One after another, black ghost-like warships appeared around the warship on the sea.

Next, when the third reconnaissance team of the civilian ship anchored in Shari Port was recruiting sailors to support, Higashino Harakage, who was carrying a sword box, bypassed the registration and appeared on the deck in an instant.

That's how the current scene unfolded. The phoenix in Higashinohara's hand floated across the ocean with two wings and was pressed against the back of Army Commander Sile Joe's neck.

However, the next moment, there was no scene of a long knife passing over the sea and blood spilling all over the sky.

A layer of water mirror appeared on the back of Searle's neck at some point, blocking this terrifying and terrifying slash.

Under the power of the rules, the tip of the sword, which was as sharp as the double-edged sword, could not go any further.

But even so, Searle, who had always been calm under the black cloak, suddenly staggered at this moment.

It was like being hit hard and fast from behind. He almost fell to the ground in front of him. The revolutionary troops in other black boats around him were stunned and stunned.

No one thought that the strongest man in the Northern Army of the Dawn Revolutionary Army, who was always strategizing and calm and calm in every situation, would actually experience such a dramatic scene.

The next moment, everyone's eyes moved back, and what jumped into their eyes was a dark golden dragonfly mask.

Is it him?

New Tokyo's Disciplinary Committee?

Although the main base of the Northern Army of the Dawn Revolutionary Army is currently in the Grand Duchy of Shayash, it is naturally very clear about the assassination of Senator Hope that caused a stir in neighboring countries on the Island of the Rising Sun at the beginning of the month.

And that dark golden dragonfly mask that had been missing for nearly a month appeared once again in front of countless people around the world through the news footage of the NHK TV helicopter, and it immediately caused an uproar.

Wano Country New Tokyo, Tenjin Hotel.

In the hotel suite, the eleven rulings of the Adjudication Division made Marcus Rhine look at the LCD screen on the wall, his body unconsciously leaning forward slightly, his eyes fixed on the dark golden mask.

Is this the goal of this trip?

From dragonfly mask to fox mask, from fox mask to dragonfly mask.

No one knows the true identity of the man. They only guessed that it was the same person behind the two masks based on his extraordinary [Shadow Instant] ability and his hands-on moves.

And today,

The other party put on the dragonfly mask again.

Does it mean that this action still represents interest-driven justice? Or does it contain some other special meaning?

It's just that this time his opponent is an eighth-level demigod level expert.

Even though he was only in the early stage of the eighth level, he seemed to have been injured under Tokugawa Ritora's almost shattering fist.

But rules are rules.

A human being who doesn’t even understand the field,

Can we leverage the power of rules?

Marcus Rhine narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the screen, with an unpredictable light shining in his eyes.

at the same time,

The new Tokyo Diet Building in Chiyoda Ward.

A loud bang!

A tea cup was smashed to the ground, and the fragments flew everywhere. The female assistant next to her walked up carefully and silently, squatted down, lowered her head, and hurriedly cleaned.

"Damn it! Waste! A bunch of waste!" Foreign Minister Taku Amuro cursed angrily.

Originally, the moment he saw Tokugawa Ritora falling into the sea with a bloody thread, his face could be said to be extremely comfortable, and he even couldn't help but want to go to a suburban club to drink tea and wine and have a good time.

But when the guy wearing a dark golden dragonfly mask appeared out of thin air and actually interrupted the last "last strike" of the Northern Army Commander Searle.

Amuro Taku was stunned for a moment, and he almost exploded with anger.

In fact, at this juncture, the death of Tokugawa Ritora has nothing to do with the personal grudges between the two.

As long as Tokugawa Ritora survives, the Third Investigation Team, which is independent of the Metropolitan Police Department, will never be able to be captured by them.

You know, the tempting big cake of the Third Investigation Team is a great help for Taku Amuro in his candidacy for the next Prime Minister.

Although his rationality told him that Tokugawa Ritora's miserable appearance as he fell into the sea with an angry blow from an eighth-level demigod-level ability person would make it impossible for him to survive even if he didn't die, he still felt inexplicably uneasy without a last-ditch attack to permanently eliminate future troubles.

Foreign Minister Taku Amuro got up and walked back and forth a little irritably. When the female subordinates packed up their things and left, his face trembled and he fiercely ordered the tall and thin congressman in the seven-person group:

"Quick! Call the rats from the Dawn Revolutionary Army now and ask them to ensure the death of Tokugawa Kuritora and the guy wearing the dragonfly mask. It's best to kill them all!"

"yes!"

Cabinet members immediately started making phone calls.

Ever since they boarded the ship of the "Group of Seven" headed by Amuro Taku, they have had a mutually beneficial relationship. If Amuro Taku can win the next election, then he can also go one step further, which is related to his own future.

How dare you not do your best in matters of fate?

Kokimizu Town, Shari-gun, Hokkaido.

In a small fishing village by the sea, two little girls sat on the kotatsu and stared blankly at the TV. The little girl, Higashino Yukino, quietly glanced at Nishimaru Miria next to her.

Miria Nishimaru silently took out her mobile phone. On the screen of the mobile phone was a photo of her and her new father, Tokugawa Ritora.

In the photo, the man with a majestic and resolute face, who is always meticulous, takes off the windproof jacket of the Third Investigation Team at home and puts on home clothes and an apron, looking just like an ordinary old father.

Holding a plate of freshly made sushi in her hand, she faced the camera with a big and honest smile like a big bear. Standing next to her, she was a little timid. She raised her head and glanced at Tokugawa Guri next to her while taking the photo.

The tiger's unshaven chin.

She once asked her eldest brother Higashinohara.

Life is always unfortunate,

Or does this only happen when you are a kid?

Higashinohara was silent for a moment and told her that he was only like this when he was a child.

Nishimaru Miria nodded in understanding.

Later, when he met Tokugawa Ritora, Nishimaru Miria felt that Higashinohara was right. It turns out that there is a stranger somewhere in the world who is willing to tolerate and warm another person with love.

It used to be Higashinohara.

Now it's Tokugawa Kurutora.

However, at this moment, recalling the scene of Tokugawa Ritora falling into the sea with blood wrapped around her, life and death invisible, Nishimaru Miria's long eyelashes could not help but tremble slightly.

She seemed about to cry.

But there were no tears after all

After a moment of silence, Nishimaru Miria turned off her phone, and the screen fell into darkness.

"Are you okay?"

Xiaodou Ding, Higashino Yukino, didn't know how to comfort people. Seeing Nishimaru Miria's appearance, she scratched her head and ears anxiously, so she could only approach her cautiously and ask.

Nishimaru Miria raised her head again. She looked at the figure in the dragonfly mask holding two winged blades in the heavy rain on the TV. She twitched her little nose and said, and suddenly a smile appeared on her tender and beautiful face that made people feel distressed.

"It's okay! Captain Dragonfly is here, dad will be fine!"

"Yes! Captain Dragonfly is the strongest!" Xiaodou Ding Higashino Yukino nodded quickly in agreement.

It must be said that under the adventurous aerial photography broadcast by NHK TV helicopters in the rain, the attack on the warship Tokugawa Ritora's New Year's patrol in Hokkaido touched the emotions and heartstrings of countless people in Wano.

At this moment, it is north of Nemuro Strait.

The black unicorn warship was burning with billowing flames and was slowly sinking. Higashinohara stood on the top of the raised ship, standing motionless with both wings and blades in hand.

After all, Commander Searle, who was struck by a sword, did not dramatically lean forward and fall to the ground, leaving him to eat mud or shit.

But when he stopped and turned around, slowly looking at the figure wearing a dark golden dragonfly mask behind him, his eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly, and a murderous intent that was so gloomy that it could drip water filled the air.

Immediately, it converged into nothingness bit by bit.

However, it is precisely this invisible murderous intention,

But it is often the most deadly.

Under the black cloak, his face was calm to the point of being a little indifferent, and he said to Higashinohara in a calm tone, "Captain Dragonfly? The Discipline Committee of New Tokyo? Should I call you Fox Face? Isn't it a bit rude to greet you like this?"

"Dawn Revolutionary Army?"

Higashinohara suddenly spoke.

Under the black cloak, Searle didn't have much surprise on his face. He just stared at Higashinohara with narrowed eyes, suddenly shook his head and said:
To be continued...