The Swordsman of the Grim Reaper

Chapter 42

Clap, the two righteous skeletons turned their heads to the ground and fell to the ground.

A flash of flash came on, the police circled to confirm the death of the criminal, and reporters began to take pictures around the body again, wondering how to report it tomorrow.

Ingenious reporters have already run to guard Hidero Tai for more information.

Kimura Keiichi has a solemn expression on his face. He still has some understanding of the current domestic environment. After the bubble economy burst, countless families fell into poverty.

Young people are full of confusion about the future, so the barbarians are repeatedly banned.

What Shiraishi did was undoubtedly to point out a way for those people to live and die.

A crime boom will sweep the country.

"Don't keep a straight face, the era of high light that belongs to us has come."

Takayuki Tanimoto also understands the seriousness of the problem, but he is full of expectations. The more chaotic the situation, the more the above will rely on capable talents.

This time I failed to compete for the position of Chief Inspector of Police, so there is still hope in the future.

Bai Shi, who was already a spiritual body, looked at the crowd below, smiled, and said sideways: "The gate of crossing the world can be opened."

"Ah."

Shaofeng nodded, pulled out the Zanpakutō at his waist, thrust it into the air, twisted it again, and the gate of crossing the world appeared silently, opened, and the pitch-black hell butterfly flew out, "Follow up."

Shiraishi didn't have any nostalgia for the world, and jumped directly into the gate of crossing the world, followed behind her, all the way to the exit.

The concentration of spirits in the Soul World is far higher than in the present world. Shiraishi took a deep breath and the bright sunshine fell on the mountains and forests. "It was a wonderful trip."

"Yes."

Suifeng responded, and his slapped face showed a slightly soft color, and in an instant, it was covered with ice cold, "From now on, we don't owe each other, and the next time we meet, it will be a battle, and it will be life and death!"

"I reject."

Bai Shi spread his hands out, and didn't give her time to change his face and get angry. One stepped forward and disappeared from the middle of the mountain, and a person appeared on the flat ground dozens of miles away.

Lingjue expanded in a three-kilometer radius, and he didn't find the spiritual pressure of Shattered Peak, so he immediately used his stepping slash to rush towards the West Tenth District.

The wind whistled past his ears, the mountains and forests flew under his feet, and Shiraishi cheered for joy. Although the present world is very fun, there is still a righteous skeleton to limit his strength, and there is no spiritual body that can fly freely and happily.

All the way back to the West Ten District, he was familiar with the door and the road toward the rice village. When he went outside the village, he did not choose to enter, but came to Saitoya.

Under the raised straw shed, the tables, chairs and two benches were empty, and there were no guests.

The consumption here is not very high, but it is not a treasure that migrant workers can visit every day.

What's more, in the early morning, almost no one will come to the door.

The proprietress Guidie is dressed in a gorgeous kimono, her jet-black hair is curled up, and she wears jewelry made of gold, silver and jade. She is lying on a wooden rocking chair covered with a blanket, swaying slowly, holding a feather fan in her right hand.

A fan, the scenery of the white flowers on the chest makes people drool.

Shiraishi appeared in front of the store.

Gui Die's half-squinted eyes opened, and she said in a charming voice, "Yo, I'm willing to come back, how have you been playing these two days?"

"very funny."

Shiraishi replied with a smile, stepping into the shadow of the grass hut, "How are your preparations going?"

As he thought at the time, Saitoya was not a simple leisure place. It was secretly the eyes and ears of an organization, specializing in providing some illegal news and doing some illegal things.

What is the specific organization.

Baishi didn't know, he didn't agree to Gui Die's invitation to join the organization, he just agreed to make a fortune together.

"The big goal has been set. When to start and where to meet, I will tell you when the time is up."

"Forget it." Bai Shi suppressed the steel-like dragon, his principle was there, and he would never do anything like a thief.

Of course, if Gui Die's man was unfortunate enough to die, he would have said nothing before.

"Haha." Gui Die pursed her lips and smiled, instead of teasing, let him enter the tea shop to rest.

Sleep till dusk.

Shiraishi was still sleeping soundly, the warm breath was in his ears, "Baishi~shi~"

Hiss, he was so drowsy when he was called out in a soft tone, his body was stiff, he quickly got up from the straw mat and said, "Sister Gui Die, you don't need to call me so close."

Gui Die blinked and said, "I'm afraid you won't hear me~"

In the past, Shiraishi didn't understand why some men could endure the whining voices of women.

Now he understands that the beautiful woman's words can really make one's bones go weak, and he can't raise his disgust at all, "Are you in a hurry to wake me up, what's the matter?"

"There is a guy named Gongping looking for you outside."

"Uncle Gongping? Why does he know I'm here?"

Baishi was puzzled at first, and then he understood again when he saw Gui Die's smiling expression.

Mostly Guidie's reputation is outside.

Others regard him as another minister under the skirt.

Shiraishi scratched his head, got up and walked towards the door of the tea shop. Outside the grass hut stood a middle-aged man with a national character, wearing a blue kimono and walking on straw sandals.

"Good evening, Uncle Gongping." Baishi raised his hand to say hello, then hooked the other's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Is there any way to make a fortune that you want to introduce to me?"

Gong Ping is the elder's son. He has a wide network of people in the West Tenth District. He has both formal and gray paths. He often introduces Baishi to work.

For example, help people repair houses, keep dogs, send some illegal things, etc.

The relationship between the two is a fox friend.

"Yes, I recently opened a new cockfighting arena. Would you like to come and try your luck?"

Gongpei replied with a smile on his face.

Shiraishi said a little surprised: "Aren't you afraid that Butler Yoshizawa will stumble?"

If you want to open a cockfighting field in the West Tenth District, you must be strong in terms of relationships and funds.

At present, the entire cockfighting industry in the West Ten District is monopolized by the housekeeper Yoshizawa of the river family.

Because the property of the Heshang family is related to livestock such as dogs, chickens, and sheep, Steward Yoshizawa was able to use his power to quietly take out some chickens for a fight.

The chickens that fail will be reduced to Saburo Kawagami's rations, so that the housekeeper Yoshizawa does not need to worry about being discovered by the main family to make money by opening a small stove.

Gong Ping said with a look of disdain: "I've had enough of that bad old man. I've been running for him all the time, so I'll give him a little bit of hard work and leave him alone. Would you like to come and play?"

Baishi agreed immediately, "Okay, what's the relationship between us, I always want to save face for your business, but I'm short of money recently and I don't have any cash."

"It's alright, I believe in your character, I owe it first." Gongping waved his hand proudly.

"Okay, I just admire Uncle Gongping for that."

Shiraishi gave a thumbs up.

No matter whether he can use the white wolf with empty gloves or not, there is a chance that there is a white wolf with empty gloves, and he can't help but try.

Maybe take off.

"Baishi, you lose nine out of ten bets." Gui Die kindly reminded him.

"Men just want to give it a go."

Shiraishi likes the thrill of a cockfighting ring. It's good to win money, but he doesn't care if he can't.

He hooked Gongping's shoulders and left the tea shop, heading towards the cockfighting arena on the mountain.

After all, it was a profiteering industry that was secretly made by the god of death, and it could not be opened up in the village.

Gongping chose to build the cockfighting field on the hillside, the entrance was covered with trees, and a dark cave could be seen when it was opened.

There are no torches on both sides to illuminate, and the firelight in the depths and the silhouettes of people sitting around the fire are vaguely visible.

It was so quiet, there was absolutely no noisy atmosphere that a cockfighting field should have, and no roosters were heard.

"Hasn't it started yet?" Shiraishi asked curiously.

Gongping replied: "Well, I'll wait for you to come."

"It's so grand, I'm embarrassed."

Baishi smiled and approached the fire. He saw ten people around the fire, all with their heads bowed. Are they tired of waiting to fall asleep?

This doubt flashed through his mind, Lingjue suddenly warned, and a coolness rose from his spine.

The ten people in front of him, including Gong Ping's body around him, were bulging in a weird way, like a balloon that was too inflated and exploded.

　ps: please read it!It would be better if there is a ticket, the writer's assistant is so deserted when he opens it

　　
　
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