92. Hello
Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled out his knife.
Then he stared at Kuroda Seiya for a while, and after confirming that there was no cat demon or the like, he shook the blood from the knife, looked around the main hall, and walked towards the exit.
There is no one standing in the main hall except him now.
The whole room was filled with a strong smell of blood.
However, I did not forget the south wind in the north and north.
Masao Konomiya, whom he had seen in the yard, disappeared.
He opened the sliding door again.
After walking out.
He closed the door thoughtfully.
The main hall, like a purgatory on earth, is isolated.
Time is still peaceful outside.
Ichiro Saito stood in the entrance hall, looking at the bloody Kitahara Nanfeng, with a complicated expression and a little stunned.
“Where did you go?”
Kitahara Nanfeng stood in the middle of the corridor, holding a knife, and looked back at Ichiro Saito.
Saito Ichiro signaled behind Kitahara Nanfeng.
Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded.
Then he turned around and walked deep into the room.
Saito Ichiro looked at Kitahara Nanfeng's back and hesitated for a while, but went to fetch water.
On the other side.
The north and south wind are moving forward.
Because I have been here twice, I am quite familiar with it.
Once again, he came to the huge Ukiyo-e picture, and the Nanfeng of Beihara stopped for a moment and turned his head to take a look.
Fujiwara Hidego shot and killed the big hundred feet.
This time when the south wind of the Northland passes by, the Dabaizu and Fujiwara Hidego in the painting do not hide it, and they move their eyes directly and look at him together.
Kitahara Nanfeng lifted his knife and slashed at the face of Hidego Fujiwara and Dabaizuki in the painting.
Then twist your wrist.
He directly messed up the heads of the two different creatures in the painting.
The two creatures in the painting struggled with the knife of the north wind in the north and south wind.
But after all, he is a person in the painting.
No matter how hard it is, it will be useless.
Beiyuan Nanfeng pulled out his knife.
Finally, he turned his eyes to the sad-looking woman next to Fujiwara Hidego.
The woman also turned her eyes to him, but she had no malice. Instead, she made a posture similar to Wanfu toward Beiyuan Nanfeng.
Beiyuan Nanfeng held the knife and thought about it, but did not continue to cut.
I just looked at the knife holder in front of Ukiyo-e, and continued to move forward.
Go all the way forward.
Beiyuan Nanfeng finally walked out of the house.
Then I looked for the entrance a little and turned to the underground.
After a short downward staircase.
The north bank south wind came to a spacious corridor poured with concrete.
There is no feeling of darkness underground.
After all, it is the 21st century and power can still be supplied to the underground.
And Masao Konomi was standing in the middle of the corridor.
It seems that I have been waiting here for a long time.
Kitahara Nanfeng looked at Masao Konomi and stopped.
"Let me get to know again, Deputy Director Nanfeng of Kitahara, my name is Masao Konomi."
Although it has not been long since, Masao Konoha seems to have adjusted his mentality, or in other words, he has thought of chips.
Beiyuan Nanfeng nodded: "Yes."
"You have just become the deputy director, and you may not know something."
Masao Kome looked at the expressionless Kitahara Nanfeng, and his heart suddenly broke out, but he calmly said: "Nankai Sumiko is not very popular in Tokyo. As she climbed up, she not only offended many outsiders. As far as I know, even the inside of the Tianxuan Department, in addition to countermeasures, there are holidays with her, and following her is not a wise choice."
Kitahara Nanfeng smiled: "Normal, I think she is not happy."
“…”
When Koume Masao heard Kitahara Nanfeng's unexpected answer, he was stunned for a moment, but he quickly went downstairs and said quickly: "Did you ever think about changing a choice? As a veteran, I, an adult of my uncle, can tell you that every choice can bring a different life. To the left or to the right, it is often just a matter of thought. You are still a student, and you should carefully consider your future path."
"What will you get in the end when you do it now? I said furiously, there is only endless trouble and no benefit at all. In the short term, you may not feel this way, but in the long term, you will think about it.
How about it? Yes, you will become the most valued deputy director of Sumiko Nichi, but that's all. Oh, there is also the meager salary you get from the Joining Strategy Course and a little dispensable 'power'. But the price is the hatred of the Fujiwara Kita family."
The more Masao Konomi spoke, the smoother he felt, with a little tempting meaning in his tone: "But if you choose another way, it will be different. You will lose the trust of Sumiko Nishikai, but that's all. Will she come to cause trouble for you? No, you just need to do your best and with your strength, I believe you can get out of here. You just need to look back, go out, and call Sumiko Nishikai, everything will be over, you will get the kindness of the Fujiwara Kita family, and you will get a lot of money."
Speaking of money.
Masao Konomi smiled embarrassedly: "Forgive me for being so direct, but in this society, money is indeed the most effective. You may not have a deep understanding yet, but I can tell you. You can transfer to a better school, squander and enjoy youth comfortably. Are there any restaurants that you want to eat but don't dare to go to? Are there any things you want to buy but are short of money and can't buy? Are there any female classmates who like it?
Don't be shy, I have also come from adolescence. I know that in fact, everyone has all kinds of ***, and now you just need to go back and go out, and I can help you achieve ***. Whether it is material satisfaction or **, the Fujiwara Kita family can help you achieve this. Even if you want all the girls in your class to accompany you, our Fujiwara Kita family can help you achieve this."
"Of course, you may be worried that my words will not work, or that I will go back on my word. You have to consider this from a different perspective. To be honest, the entire Fujiwara family is willing to spend some money to win over, not offend them, so you can feel at ease."
"Look at the two options, how big is the difference."
"One side is hell, the other side is heaven."
"So why should I, deputy director of Beiyuan Nanfeng?"
Masao Konomi said earnestly: "Why choose a path full of thorns and no profit for a tool, just one and a half demon."
"Are you finished speaking?"
“…”
Beiyuan Nanfeng yawned: "To be honest, it is indeed very tempting. If I were twenty years younger, I would have been convinced. Unfortunately, you are facing a social animal who has been beaten by society. Although you have no ability, you have such a small persistence."
"Are you sure?" Masao Koume looked at Kitanohara Nanfeng, and his face suddenly darkened.
Although he didn't understand the words of Nanfeng from Beiyuan very well, he could hear the refusal.
"Thank you for giving me the topic of bragging with Mio. Well... I rejected tens of millions of lives."
Beiyuan Nanfeng smiled and started moving forward with his knife.
In these two minutes, he had adjusted his condition.
This is also the reason why he is willing to listen to the nonsense of Komi Zhengnan.
Masao Konomi stood there with a gloomy face, but he didn't move.
Beiyuan Nanfeng quickly walked in front of him.
Then raise the knife casually.
clang.
Just the moment the blade was about to cut into his forehead.
A petite figure suddenly appeared in front of Beiyuan Nanfeng.
Blocked his blow.
The strange and ethereal song followed closely and started to ring.
Yui Miyata carried the knife that had been worshipped in front of the Ukiyo-e, raised it over her head, easily blocking the slash of Kitahara Nanfeng.
Then, she slowly raised her head and looked at Beiyuan Nanfeng, with her golden vertical pupils having no emotion.
Kitahara Nanfeng was prepared for this, so he looked down at Miyata Yui, and then smiled and said hello.
Chapter completed!