My comics are popular in the world of magic

Chapter 81

At that time, Lisuo was blocked by Gojo Wu and Xia Youjie. It was not easy to escape from Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, so Lisuo didn't resist, he knew that he was temporarily won't die.

Just like now, the magic tools that were handcuffed and shackles were taken into custody by the High Commissioner.


Li Suo sat on the chair boredly, with his head down, not knowing what he was looking at.


Gojo Satoru stood in front of Ronso, and Ronso seemed to realize his arrival at this moment, and looked up at him.


"Oh, isn't this Wujou?" Lisuo waved his hand, "Hi—" Wujou raised his eyebrows slightly, pulled a chair from behind and sat in front of Lisuo.


"This, you should know." Gojo Satoru didn't hold back, and directly took out the photo that Nanami Jianren gave him.


Yansuo stretched his neck to look at the things on the screen, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "I don't understand what you're talking about"


"Is that so..." Gojo Satoru crossed his chest and raised his legs, "You really don't see The coffin doesn't shed tears."


"Gojo Satoru, I admit, you are indeed the strongest in the world of magic, but you are the only one." Lisuo grinned exaggeratedly, "You understand, you are the only one Human beings are the strongest, unable to oppose this world."


"You want to undo this curse..." Ron Suo laughed, "It is absolutely impossible for me to tell you."


"It's like you can't kill I am the same." Lisuo raised his palm bound by the magic tool, pointed at Wujo Wu with confidence, "Wujo Wu!"


"You are just a mortal." The corners of Lisuo's mouth rose exaggeratedly, he opened his hand, despite his body In such an environment, he has no fear at all.


"You want to save those cursed people?" Ling Suo raised his eyebrows happily, "Impossible."


"If my plan doesn't go smoothly, those people will never wake up."


Ling Suo laughed wildly: " Even if you catch me now, so what, you can't execute me."


In Japan, there are countless people who have been marked by 羂索, and there are people from all walks of life, from all walks of life, from all walks of life.


This is still a big problem.


Even the strongest Gojo Satoru had to admit that part of what this guy said was right. Although they didn't know what the purpose of the 羂索 mark was for the time being, this guy did leave a trouble for the conjurer.


"Do you know that provoking someone who is stronger than you is not a wise move?" Wujo Satoru was not angry, and looked at him with his hands folded.


Yan Suo: ...


Yidizhi, who was guarding outside, seemed to hear the pain and screams coming from inside.


Yidizhi Jiegao worried: "Mr. Wujo, you won't beat people to death."


Jianren Qihai looked down at the time: "He knows it well." At most, he would be beaten to death.


Gojo Satoru wiped his sweat, and looked at Rensuo with some distress: "Really, it's really hard for me to control you and not kill you.


" Say hello to the superiors, you will definitely be scolded by those old guys when you go back, but it doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru stepped on the neck of the rope, and stepped on the old man unhappily.


Yan Suo, who was beaten into a pig's head, felt like he was about to suffocate.


"I'm very serious about controlling my strength." Gojo Satoru looked at him dissatisfied, "So why don't you say anything." In this state, no matter how you look at it, there is no way to say it! Li Suo was rarely annoyed.


Not to mention that he didn't intend to tell Wujo Satoru everything, in this state, even if he wanted to say it, he could only make a "ho, ho—" sound from his throat!


Gojo Satoru!


Ren Suo felt humiliated.


When he goes out from here, he must repay him twice, so that Wujo Wu feels that life is worse than death!


A few ribs of the rope were broken, and five legs were broken, and there was no good place all over his body.


"Don't you want to talk about it at all?" Gojo Satoru sat back to his original place, holding his chin and looking at the already collapsed Masao.


Yansuo laughed: "Just wait, Wujou, you will never save those people."


"Even if you abused me like this, I won't tell you."


Wujou raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Who said I beat you because of those people."


"I just wanted to beat you." Gojo Satoru looked at him sincerely.


"Ah—that's great." Gojo Satoru stretched his waist, "I'm leaving~"


"Don't worry, I'll let Nitro..." Gojo Satoru paused suddenly, "No, it doesn't seem to be necessary to treat your injuries Glass."


Gojo Satoru suddenly thought of a person, and he took a meaningful look at Yusuo: "I think that person should be very suitable to be your doctor."


He once saw the supernatural power of Yosano Akiko in the manga, although The world of conjuration and people with supernatural powers do not interfere with each other, but Gojo Satoru believes that the Armed Detective Agency will not refuse this commission.


"Goodbye——" Gojo Satoru waved his hand playfully, "I'm going to eat first."


Lisuo looked at the closed door resentfully: "Gojo Satoru— "


After Gojo Satoru walked out, his expression was not as relaxed as he was inside.


Yidizhi Jiegao trotted over all the way: "Mr. Gojo, inside..."


Gojo Satoru said indifferently: "It's okay, I just beat him seriously, remember to call a doctor for him, before the doctor Xie Ye comes , don't let him die."


"Huh?" Yidizhi Jiegao looked confused, but he was able to pick up Gojo Wu's words proficiently, "Okay."


Gojo Wu hugged his chest dissatisfiedly: "Then you are still here. What are you doing here, Yidizhi!"


"Hurry up and call a doctor."


The laborer Yidizhi Jiegao went to carry out Wujowu's order in a bitter haha.


Jianren Qihai looked at the back of Yidi Zhijie Gaoyuan, then turned his head around, and looked at Wujo Wu: "How is it?"


Jianren Qihai pushed his glasses: "Then what are you going to do next?"


Gojo Wu made a brainstorm and happily hooked Jianren Qihai's neck.


"Qamihai." Gojo Satoru looked at him expectantly, "What do you mean by the name of the stand-in messenger, the one who can turn people into Facebook."


Jianren Qihai glanced at him: "Kishibe Rohan, He 's a manga artist."


"Hiss—" Gojo Satoru had a gritty expression, and he was already reflexive to the word manga artist.


"Are all the cartoonists so awesome now?" Gojo Satoru fell into deep thought.


There was a prophecy cartoonist before, and there was a stand-in messenger cartoonist later.


Is the industry of cartoonists already so voluptuous?


Jianren Qihai pushed away Wutiaowu's arm that was on his shoulder in disgust: "If you want to find a substitute messenger who reads minds, then I advise you to give up."


"Hey, why!" Wutiaowu was puzzled Looking at him eagerly, "Could it be possible that someone will reject the invincible and handsome Wujo Wu teacher!"


... Don't you have some AC in your heart? Jianren Qihai managed to swallow this complaint back.


But his eyes clearly explained everything.


Gojo Satoru: "I'm going to be angry, I'm really going to be angry."


Nanami Jianren sighed: "The reason why I don't recommend you to go to Kishibe Rohan is actually very simple."


"Although we just met each other, But I can clearly feel that Mr. Kishibe Rohan is an extremely egotistical person." Speaking of this, Nanami Jianren paused and glanced at Gojo Satoru.


"Just like Mr. Gojo."


"Why are you attacking me at this time." Gojo Satoru flattened his mouth in displeasure.


"He won't participate in something that is thankless and has nothing to do with him..." Jianren Qihai's voice suddenly dropped.


He remembered the scene when he went to visit Hanae Takuto, and Kishibe Rohan seemed to have acted because of Hanae Takuto.


"Mr. Gojo, if you want Kishibe Rohan to read your mind for you, you still have to avoid someone."


"Hanae Takuto."


...


Hanae Takuto poured a glass of water for Kishibe Rohan: "Here, Mr. Rohan Kishibe Rohan took the water glass: "Thank you."


"Ms. Luhan came to see me for something?" Hanae Takuto tilted his head in doubt.


Kishibe Rohan looked at the water glass in a daze: "Ah, it's nothing, I'm a little worried, in case another fan of that kind comes to your door."


Hanae Takuto picked up the water glass and took a sip himself: "Teacher Luhan, don't worry, this kind of This situation will definitely not happen a second time."


"And I'm just a small assistant. If they want to find it, they will go to Akumi-sensei. It has nothing to do with me. This time it's just an accident."


Hanae Takuto held his hands Water glass, ready to take a sip of water. Kishibe Rohan looked at him: "Actually, I've been wanting to ask." "Actually, there is no such person as jjxx in our world."


As soon as the words came out, he was so scared that he almost choked to death.


No, no way!


Does Mr. Luhan know something?


Calm down, Hanae Takuto, you have to calm down.


Huajiang Takuto hastily wiped his face with a tissue: "Mr. Luhan, what you said is too scary.


" This matter is bitter, including me, but it is not enough to say such a thing." Hanae Takuto cast a disapproving look at Kishibe Rohan.


"Sorry, that's not what I meant." Kishibe Rohan took back what he said just now, "I didn't mean to say that jjxx doesn't exist." Hanae Takuto secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and he pretended to be calm and picked up the cup: "Then Teacher Luhan means..."


Kishibe Rohan clasped his hands together, his eyes sparkled, "I mean, zwkfk and ch25 don't exist in this world, right?"


"They don't exist in this world we live in."


You Is it Sherlock Holmes?


Huajiang Takuto's back broke out in cold sweat for a moment.


"Is this the latest manga plot conceived by Mr. Luhan?" Hanae Takuto secretly squeezed his thigh to calm himself down, "It's a horror manga theme."


"But isn't this kind of speculation too outrageous ?" ." Huae Takuto looked at him innocently.


Kishibe Rohan slightly raised his eyebrows: "But Takuto, your palms are still stained with ink."


How, how could it be, he obviously washed his hands.


Hanae Takuto was slightly startled, and subconsciously looked at his hands. The moment Hanae Takuto raised his hand, Kishibe Rohan reached out and grabbed his wrist.


"Lu, Luhan teacher." Hanae Takuto looked at him in surprise.


Kishibe Rohan carefully observed his palm: "There is no ink stain, did you wash your hands before you came to open the door?"


No.


He did it while he was going to get the cup.


"But it doesn't matter." Kishibe Rohan bent the corners of his lips proudly, "I didn't intend to use this clue to kill the lore."


Kishibe Rohan reached out and gently stroked the callus on the outside of Hanae Takuto's palm. Huajiang Takuto's cheeks were slightly red, and he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, but did not twitch.


"It's calluses." Kishibe Rohan and Hanae Takuto looked at each other, "Manga artists' hands are very different from ordinary people's hands."


"Although ordinary people may have calluses on their fingers because they worked too hard in school, But manga artists are obviously different from other people because of the way they hold their pens."


Kishibe Rohan raised his hand, and took Hanae Takuto's hand again.


"Look, the position of the cocoon is exactly the same!"


"Teacher Roban." Hanae Takuto frowned slightly, looking a little angry, "Although I respect you very much, if you continue like this, I will not be polite."


Kishi Seeing that Huajiang Takuto seemed to be really angry, Bian Luban let go of his hand hastily.


"Sorry, sorry." Kishibe Rohan raised his hand, "I just want to know the truth."


Having said that, Kishibe Rohan was confident about his guess, and he didn't want to use the gate of heaven, because Hanae Takuto was subconsciously avoiding everything Extraordinary ability, even if there are conjurers, stand-in messengers, and people with supernatural abilities appearing in front of the amnesiac Takuto Hanae, I am afraid they will be led into the ditch by his strange brain circuit.


It is even possible to avoid these people outright.


Kishibe Rohan doesn't want Hanae Takuto to avoid him anymore, so he needs to find a normal reason.


"The truth is that I'm just an assistant." Huajiang Takuto was annoyed, "Whether it's Mr. jjxx or other manga artists, I have never met, I just read their works, at best I am a special reader."


I don't know why Huajiang Takuto always felt inexplicably annoyed when he faced Kishibe Rohan. He liked and missed him when he didn't meet him before. After meeting him, he just wanted to slap this guy.


Hanae Takuto-chan exhaled: "Teacher Rohan, if you have nothing else, please go out."


Kishibe Rohan was not angry either, he touched his chin: "Then can I ask one last question?"


"... ... Please tell me."


"When will jojo3 be updated?" Kishibe Rohan asked sincerely.


"..."


Takuto Hanae misses Ola right now!


"Anyway, you're sure that I'm the one who draws manga, right?" Hanae Takuto rubbed the center of his brows with a headache.


"Looking at the painting styles of these guys, how dare you say that they are the same person!"


Katami Shimoxia and Haruhe are fine, but the key is Araki's painting style, which is completely different from the previous two!


Kishibe Rohan snorted softly: "I never said that you drew these manga first."


"Yes." Hanae Takuto seemed to see hope, "I didn't draw it in the first place!"


"But! " Kishibe Rohan's words changed, "The person who made him appear in this world is you, Hanae Takuto!"


"You have superpowers, right!" Kishibe Rohan grabbed Hanae Takuto's hand , "I knew that super powers are real!"


"You are the one with super powers. The super power is to see parallel worlds and draw them down!"


Hanae Takuto: ...


Why, you should guess everything Everyone is my trumpet.


While you're right, being able to guess something this unscientific makes me think there's something wrong with your head.


Teacher Lu Ban, you are definitely the kind of person who would believe that there are magicians/substitute messengers/supernatural beings in the world!


Wake up, this world is materialistic!