"Why is there no sound outside?" Atsushi Nakajima leaned in front of the door but couldn't hear the sound outside, and was a little puzzled.
They don't know what's going on outside now, the sound insulation of the room is very good, they have to press against the door to barely hear the outside sound.
But now I can't even hear the sound against the door.
The five people are stacked like arhats, layer upon layer, and their ears can't wait to stretch out to hear what happened in the living room.
Akai Shuichi was squeezed in the middle, with Furutani Rei and Mofuku Keimitsu on the top, and Nakajima Atsushi and Dazai Osamu on the bottom. The four of them leaned against the bedroom door curiously.
People will always be led away by the environment. A person's thoughts may be independent, but when he integrates into the group, he will always unconsciously follow the logic of the group.
Akai Shuichi suddenly realized that he seemed to have been assimilated by these sand sculptures.
He, the dignified FBI agent, the most outstanding undercover agent, actually followed this group of people to listen to the corner.
Akai Hideo was expressionless.
A few of them leaned against the door, trying to hear every move in the living room.
And outside the window behind them, there are also two little unlucky guys climbing up, preparing to climb in through the window.
"That old guy really knows how to plan." One of the bald conjurers curled his lips, "Let us do the hard work of climbing the window, and he walks through the front door."
"In the end, the credit should not be credited to him." The bald conjurer was angry, "The conjurers from these aristocratic families are really scheming."
"Who makes them come from a good background." Another conjurer comforted him, "Don't be angry, our opponent is an ordinary man. People, don't accidentally hurt him, we are just responsible for taking him away, don't do this kind of thing that violates the rules of the magic world." The
bald magician snorted coldly: "Is it true that ordinary people don't know it? I haven't seen the first two waves. Haven't you contacted the conjurer yet?"
"Okay, we're almost here." Another conjurer pointed to the glass window above, "Turn in through that window, and remove the anti-theft net first. "
The bald conjurer smirked twice: "Leave it to me."
"I promise people won't see that there was an anti-theft net here." The bald conjurer released a fiery flame from his hand and began to melt the anti-theft net.
The five people listening to the corner in the bedroom did not hear any movement in the living room, and Atsushi Nakajima's nose suddenly moved.
"Do you smell any burning smell?" Nakajima Atsushi sniffled suspiciously.
"It seems to be coming from over there."
Jiang Gu Ling stood up straight: "Speaking of this, you think this room is a bit hot."
Suddenly, there was a sound outside the bedroom window, and it stopped shortly after, and then, The glass window was opened from the outside.
Everyone looked out the window.
"My flame can burn this thing to nothing." The bald conjurer bent down and stepped in from the window. He sold one leg, and more than half of his body leaned into the room.
He raised his eyes with a smile, and looked at the five guys in front of him who didn't look easy to mess with.
Bald-headed conjurer: ...
five people: ...
Jiang Gu and five people: Smile.
woc!
No one told him that there were so many people in Huajiang Tuodou's family, and none of them seemed easy to mess with.
Is this the home of ordinary people!
The bald conjurer was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry, I went wrong." The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, and the bald conjurer wanted to take back the foot that the bald conjurer had just poked out.
Another conjurer outside the window whose sight was blocked by him wanted to wait for him to go in. Seeing that this guy wanted to retreat for some reason, the conjurer who was about to fall kicked the bald conjurer in.
"Let's go, don't get in the way!"
The bald conjurer fell in front of Jiang Gu Lingwu and the others.
"Really, what are you blocking the way? We have to go in quickly and arrest people together." Another magician jumped in from the window, turned around and tried to close the window.
Footsteps came behind him, accompanied by the movement of wrist muscles and bones.
Conjurer: ...
He turned his head stiffly, and five 'nuclear' guys were looking at him dangerously.
Osamu Dazai: "Atsushi-kun, be gentle, just beat him half to death."
Atsushi Nakajima: "Understood, Mr. Dazai."
Rei Fuguya: "Scotland, my hands are itchy all of a sudden."
Zhu Fu Jingguang: "It shouldn't matter if you hit harder."
Akai Shuichi: ...
This is really a villain.
In fact, he didn't know why he was here.
The two conjurers were beaten badly.
In the living room, Wujo Wu wiped his hands, and lying on the ground was a guy with a bruised nose and a swollen face. It was the middle-aged conjurer who had just entered through the main entrance.
"Wu, Wujo Wu!" The middle-aged conjurer who was beaten into a pig's head pointed at Wujo Wu tremblingly, "Are you going to betray the magic world!"
Wujo Wu put his hand next to his ear in doubt: "What do you mean?" What?"
"Do you know what you are doing!" The middle-aged conjurer roared, "This is an order from the higher-ups, ordering us to invite Mr. Huajiang to go."
"You are blatantly defying the conjuration world, do you know that! "
What is this guy talking about?" Gojo Satoru plucked his ears, "Mr. Rohan, can you hear me?"
Kishibe Rohan: "It has nothing to do with me."
"Gojo Satoru!"
Gojo Satoru stepped on his chest On the ground, his eyes were condensed, and he looked down at him.
The conjurer seemed to be able to see the indifferent gaze under Gojo Satoru's shadow through the sunglasses.
will die.
He shuddered, opened and opened his mouth again, but without making any sound, he closed it again.
Think about it carefully, they came to Huajiang Tuodou to 'invite people', and they were stepping on the gray line of the rules of the magic world. Leave traces to follow.
Even if someone knew that Gojo Satoru had killed him, so what?
Wujo Wu is the strongest in the world of conjuration. Even if everyone unites against him, they may not be able to kill him.
Thinking of this, the blood in the middle-aged conjurer's head suddenly became cold.
World, destroy it.
"No, I'll just give up." Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "Those dying old men sent you here."
"Mt. The 'Mount Fuji' here of course refers to Lehu, who has become a Buddha.
Kishibe Rohan walked up to Gojo Satoru: "Let me do it."
Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows slightly and made way for a way out, Kishibe Rohan did not hesitate.
"The Gate of Heaven!" A burst of light flashed, and a gap opened on the middle-aged conjurer's face, and then he opened it quickly like a book that is automatic without wind.
"This is the ability to read the hearts of humans." Wujo Satoru exclaimed.
This world is really amazing, whether it is a magician, a person with supernatural powers or a stand-in messenger, all forces restrain each other.
If there were only conjurers or people with supernatural abilities in this world, then the infighting would be more serious.
It's like a comic book world.
In their world, at least they can seek help from forces with other abilities to restrain each other. ,
Gojo Satoru squatted beside Kishibe Rohan and watched him flip through Facebook: "There are still pictures, this is really the ability to cheat."
"I'm really curious about what it feels like to be read." Gojo Satoru touched his chin.
"Why, you want me to read it too?" Kishibe Rohan glanced at him, "I've solved No Lower Limit, I'll let you try."
Gojo Satoru waved his hand with a smile: "My past is all in the book I'm writing it, and if you want to know about me, please pay attention to the eighth volume of Huaiyu Chapter and the ninth volume of Yuzhe."
He can even make an advertisement jokingly.
"Do you need me to sign Rohan-sensei?" Gojo Satoru probed, "Getting the autograph of a popular manga character is not something everyone can experience."
Kishibe Rohan continued to browse Facebook, ignoring Gojo Satoru, If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't meet Gojo Satoru, he would have liked to have the words 'I can't speak for the rest of my life' written on this guy's face.
"I heard that one of your substitute messengers named Jotaro Kujo can stop time. Is it true?" Gojo Satoru was very curious.
Kishibe Rohan: ...
he hated Gojo Satoru for not being dumb.
"One more thing, don't ask me to help you in this life." Kishibe Rohan sneered.
Gojo Gojo's eyes lit up: "So, you agreed to help."
Kishibe Rohan stood up with his pockets in his pockets: "I just want to collect information."
He closed the book on the face of the unconscious conjurer.
Kishibe Rohan: "How to deal with this guy, Takuto will be back soon."
Gojo Satoru: "...Put it under the sofa?"
Gojo Gojo spread his hands: "Then you have a better way?"
Kishibe Rohan: "..."
"He's too fat to fit under the sofa." Kishibe Rohan thought, "The dismembered body can be hidden."
Inspired by Satoru, Kishibe Rohan really began to think about this possibility, but he only thought that it might be used in manga in the future.
Even Gojo Satoru, who lacked common sense, felt that Kishibe Rohan was a little scary at this moment.
Cold sweat broke out from the back of the unconscious middle-aged conjurer, and he 'screamed' in his heart that he had become a world-famous painting.
Where did Gojo Satoru find this devil!
Dismemberment sounds so natural!
When Hanae Takuto came out of the study, he saw Kishibe Rohan and Gojo Satoru commenting on a pig's head and planning to dismember it.
Hanae Takuto has a complex expression on his face: "You..."
"Rohan, I know that you try to be realistic in drawing manga, but don't do anything that violates laws and regulations." Hanae Takuto patted Kishibe Rohan on the shoulder, "Otherwise I will I must be the first to send you to prison." The
The murderous maniac was by my side.
Kishibe Rohan: ...
Gojo Satoru stood aside, covering his mouth and giggling: "Pfft—"
At this moment, there was a burst of punching and kicking from the bedroom not far away, and then the entire door was kicked open from the inside up.
Two people who had never seen each other were kicked out of the bedroom.
Atsushi Nakajima poked his head out guiltily: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hua Jiang, I accidentally broke the door of your house."
"It's all the fault of those two thieves." Atsushi Nakajima pointed his finger guiltily.
Kishibe Rohan and Gojo Satoru looked at the little tiger's head in the bedroom, then at Hanae Takuto.
Huae Takuto held his forehead: "Come out."
Nakajima Atsushi walked to Huae Takuto with a guilty conscience.
Hanae Takuto said with a blank expression, "I mean, let's all come out."
Then, Kishibe Rohan and Gojo Satoru looked at the broken door and walked out of Dazai Osamu, Furutani Rei, Zhu Fu Jingguang and Akai Xiuyi four people.
Kishibe Rohan and Gojo Satoru: ...
they looked at Takuto Hanae with complicated expressions.
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FanfictionOriginal Title: 我的漫画风靡咒术界 Author:橘猫团子 Takuto Hanae, who has a special ability, has been able to dream of another world since he was a child. Every time he wakes up, he cries bitterly with a knife in his mouth. Based on the principle of sharing suffe...