Chapter 42: Center of the Vortex
Fang Lin didn't want to face the angry Kusanagi Kyo's surprise attack, at least not now.
Iori Yagami could turn a blind eye to his blood of the Celestial Gods, but the righteous Kusanagi regarded him as a thorn in his flesh. Once encountered, they will definitely fight to the death. Fang Lin got back into the Porsche and started the engine. He watched the inconspicuous chapel gradually go away. There was actually an illusion of relief in my heart. The scary thing about Goenitz is that it is hidden in the dark. It feels like the characteristics of the wind. It usually surrounds you silently, but under his arbitrary control, the hypocrisy around you The calmness will turn into a violent storm in an instant, completely submerging people!
The car phone suddenly rang. Except for Lin Yinxiu and Lao Hu, Fang Lin had never given anyone his contact number in this world. When Fang Lin looked at the caller ID, he saw it was a quite unfamiliar number. When he picked up the call, it was Katsujio's voice:
"What you asked us to do has been completed. There are eleven unclaimed corpses in the DJ Police Station these days. There are currently two corpses that meet your requirements. One is at Nishimachi Police Station, and the other is It’s in the mortuary in Nishi-ku, Shinjuku, and the one at the Nishimachi police station has attracted at least three groups of people.”
Fang Lin nodded and said:
"knew."
After he hung up the phone, he immediately dialed another number. The call was quickly dialed, and there was a vague sound of Sanskrit singing, which sounded very ethereal and clear.
"Hey, tell your boss to answer the phone, I'm the Fool."
The person who answered the phone was obviously Lei Luo's apostle. It was obvious that Lei Luo continued to do his job as a magician and spared no effort to brainwash his followers. The more devout his fanatic followers are, the stronger their power will be, and Lei Luo's power will also grow accordingly. After Lei Luo answered the phone, Fang Lin didn't give him a chance to speak. Said straightforwardly:
"The Nishimachi Police Station has a big deal to take advantage of. I can't take it by myself. It's very dangerous. If you're afraid, don't come. The address is 2711 Jiumi Road, DJ Migawa Nishi-ku."
Then hang up. Fang Lin had a good grasp of Lei Luo's psychology at this time, especially the seven words "There is a big advantage to be taken advantage of", which simply grasped Lei Luo's key points. Lei Luo knew that Fang Lin always meant what he said. It must be practiced, especially when both parties have value for each other. He won't even talk nonsense. His heart immediately felt like being scratched by a cat, not to mention that he also had his own intelligence network and spies, and also obtained some reports that various forces were eyeing the Nishimachi Police Station, so he immediately summoned eight inferior cultists to accompany him Go.
Lei Luo's powerful magic spell has also been mutated. Every time he enters the world, he can lead at least four of his most loyal fanatic followers. These four fanatical believers were recruited from other worlds and were very elite, similar to top-notch followers. It's just that the followers of the top ten are all focused on fighting, while the four fanatical believers of Lei Luo are powerless, but their personal charm is very powerful for the characters in the plot, and they can attack people with low resistance. Brainwashing and instilling religious ideas. Thus summoning inferior cultists who are not afraid of death.
The eight inferior cultists currently led by Lei Luo were deceived by his fanatic followers. They all had firm eyes and fanatical expressions. It seemed that they didn't care even if they dedicated their wives and children for Lei Luo. If it weren't for using charm on the people in the Kagura Group, his reputation would drop wildly, and the people from the Chosen Alliance around him would be eyeing him. Otherwise, Lei Luo would definitely have more than 8 people following him, or at least several times more.
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Fang Lin's Porsche drew an elegant curve on the street of DJ, weaving in and out of the traffic flow. This also attracted the attention of several princelings driving expensive cars. They screamed and stepped on the accelerator and chased after them. Unfortunately, they were soon left far behind by Fang Lin's sapphire blue Porsche that didn't even slow down when driving in reverse. , so that the taillights can no longer be seen!
Two kilometers away from Nishimachi Police Station. Fang Lin felt something was wrong, because at this time, the street was supposed to be the busiest, but it was surprisingly deserted. From time to time, there was the sound of rolling shutter doors being closed, and pedestrians with panicked and frightened expressions were running. .
According to the fact that Fang Lin was driving at a very high speed at this time, the distance of two kilometers was only more than ten seconds. Although his Porsche was doing something rampant, it had a kind of brutal elegance. Nishimachi police station soon appeared in his sight. But it no longer looked like a police station. It's like a scrapyard that has been in operation for seven or eight years.
There are naturally a lot of police cars parked at the entrance of the police station, but these police cars are all in dilapidated condition without exception. It was so twisted that it looked as if it had been grasped and rubbed hard by a huge hand. It looked like it was very difficult to even stop there, let alone start it.
The Porsche driven by Fang Lin made a beautiful and elegant drift with the screeching sound of tires and smoke, and incidentally hit the blocking police car blocking the door of the police station. He jumped out of the car, but his eyes stayed on the ground.
It was completely dark by this time, and everything was quiet. The light source came from the half-collapsed door of the police station, and the flashing lights of police cars that looked like abandoned vehicles around them. Under such dim light, Lin could still notice small things on the ground, which showed how keen his observation was.
Fang Lin bent down and picked up a very small object on the ground with his fingers. It was a bullet, and there was still some warmth on it, which showed that it had not been long since it was fired from the gun barrel.
This bullet was quite ordinary, and anyone with a little knowledge of weapons could see that it was a bullet commonly used by the Japanese police. But the unusual thing was that only half of this bullet was left!
The bullet was cut vertically, and the structure inside was clearly visible. The cross section was extremely smooth. If it was handed over to a cutting expert to identify, he would definitely think that it was similar to the effect that could only be achieved by a giant high-energy hydraulic cutting machine. But Fang Lin knew that this was definitely not a hydraulic cutting machine, but was cut open by a knife!
Next, Fang Lin continued to search around there and found that there were the most cut bullets three meters to the left of the police station entrance, scattered all over the ground. It seemed that there was a person standing there, with at least ten guns pointed at him at different angles and fired continuously. If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be shot into a honeycomb, but there was no blood on the ground, and it was obvious that this person was not hurt at all.
It is not uncommon for a reincarnation with high agility to dodge bullets, but in such a close-range gunfight, to accurately use the sharp edge of the knife to cut off a large number of bullets shot at him, such strength and accuracy are really a bit horrifying. Fang Lin can even be sure that when such a knifeman kills people, even when attacking the enemy's heart, he will not use any extra strength to pierce the enemy's heart, but just piercing the heart cavity to let blood flow in is enough. The speed of this person's knife swinging and the calculation and estimation of his own strength have reached a horrifying level.
"It should be him." Fang Lin's mind quickly emerged with a person's detailed information. He sneered, "I thought you were really determined to be cowards, but I didn't expect you to be attracted by this news."
The reason why Fang Lin didn't call Lin Yinxiu and Hu Huahao was simple, because of reputation.
The sudden bad incident in the Nishimachi Police Station seemed to be accidental, but in Fang Lin's eyes, it had a certain taste of inevitability. This is probably a hidden mission event, to give the reincarnations the opportunity to choose to join the camp of the Heavenly Kingdom God Clan. Fang Lin wanted to stand on the side of the Heavenly Kingdom God Clan, and Lin Yinxiu and Hu Huahao, under his deliberate training, have already entered the upper echelons of the Kagura camp, and they must not give up. Once they appear in such a place of right and wrong, a little carelessness will lead to the ruin of their reputation and all their previous efforts.
What's more, Lao Hu is sparring with Daimon Goro, and Lin Yinxiu is trying to build a relationship with Kagura Chizuru, and they are doing crucial things. Whether in public or private, Fang Lin doesn't need to let them come.
But Lei Luo... Fang Lin is very interested in sharing the joys and sorrows with him. Let's share the joys and sorrows. And Fang Lin did not deceive Lei Luo. It was indeed easier to get more benefits from the Heavenly Kingdom God Clan, but of course... it also required greater risks. But even if Lei Luo had any objections, the phrase "one must take risks to gain wealth and honor" was enough to make him speechless, not to mention that Fang Lin was taking risks with him?
Fang Lin sat quietly on the steps next to him, casually took out a cigarette, lit it and clamped it between his fingertips. He did not smoke, but just watched the light blue smoke rise silently. The red embers of the cigarette butt flashed in the darkness, giving people the feeling that it was the single eye of a beast, watching everyone fiercely.
In less than five minutes, a harsh brake sound came from the street, and a black luxury RV drove over, followed by eight humble people who filed out one after another, prostrated themselves on the ground, and laid a red felt carpet on the ground. Lei Luo, the cult leader, stepped down from the car in a very impressive manner. However, he was handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His movements were like those of an eagle and a wolf. He was very brave and agile.
Lei Luo saw Fang Lin sitting at the door of the police station with a cigarette in his hand. He waved his hand and took the lead. The eight second-class followers behind him walked respectfully one meter behind him. Judging from the fanatical look in their eyes, they seemed ready to kneel down at Lei Luo's feet at any time.