I’m Really An Alchemist

"No, please don't!"

From an elegantly decorated shop, a girl with pear blossoms and rain ran out. She highlighted her hair and wore silver jewelry, but her clothes were messy, and she even lost one of her white flat shoes.

She reached out to passersby for help, crying mournfully.

The men in black on both sides of the store quickly stretched out their arms to intercept her.

A man with flower arms walked out of the shop, grabbed the girl's hair fiercely, and said with a smile to the passers-by: "I'm really sorry, this is the child of my relatives, she has some problems with her brain, please don't care."

With a gentle smile and a generous manner, if it wasn't for his rude gesture of grabbing the girl's hair, this reasonable explanation would have made passersby smile knowingly.

But now, passers-by quickened their pace, lowered their heads, and left here quickly after listening to the girl's whimper.

The flower-armed man dragged the girl into the inner courtyard, his face gloomy.

"What do you **** do to eat, you can't even watch yourself?!"

He threw the girl to the ground violently, kicked her a few times, and kicked her to the point of foaming at the mouth and confusion.

"Forget it!" The flower-armed man was full of evil and tugged at his belt, "Bring her to my room, **** it, I'll sell it after I've had enough!"

Several siblings came out laughing and carried the dying girl into the team leader's room.

Listening to the cry of the girl in the room, one of the slender younger brother's eyes revealed envy.

"When will we be able to become cadres?"

Another person sneered and replied, "I haven't even become a cadre yet, so just think about it and dream!"

Ban Cuntou laughed, looked at the closed door, and licked his lips: "I wonder if Team Leader Tamura can have a drink of soup after playing enough?"

The few people thought for a moment, then showed secret smiles, and then they chatted about other topics.

"Boss Miki has taken on a big business and will leave tomorrow, do you know?"

"Nonsense, of course I know! Ask us to trouble that Kayaba Akihiko, hey, I heard he's still a scientist!"

"We have the endorsement of Mr. Miki, what happened to the scientist?" Ban Cuntou suddenly showed a strange smile: "Tell you guys, this **** scientist has a girlfriend. I have seen the photos and they are very beautiful."

"What is Rinko Kamidai called, hoho!"

"How beautiful is it?"

A gloomy voice interjected into the discussion, and the temperature in the courtyard suddenly dropped.

Ban Cuntou didn't notice it, and continued with a smile: "That kind of heroic beauty, mother, if you want me to play once, I'd be willing to reduce my lifespan by ten years!"

"Am I beautiful?"

Then everyone felt that something was wrong and turned to look over.

Under the ginkgo tree in the courtyard, stood a thin figure, with a scarlet dress faintly visible in the moonlight.

"Who are you? This is the site of the Extreme East Society!"

These men with violent and lustful minds finally came to their senses. They stretched out their hands to hold the swinging stick around their waists and slowly approached the figure.

"Am I beautiful?"

The woman's voice was ice-cold with a sweet lightness.

"Your mother's voice is really nice, but I don't know how you look!" Ban Cun rubbed his head, only to feel that the temperature was getting lower and lower, but he kept swearing and saw only one woman under the tree, he couldn't wait ran over.

He saw the woman clearly.

With loose long hair, malicious eyes, and a scarlet blood skirt.

"you you you!"

With a bang, the swinging stick in Ban Cuntou's hand fell to the ground, with a look of horror on his face, he kept going backwards.

"What's wrong?" Others asked quickly.

"Ghost, ghost!" Ban Cuntou's voice was sharp with fear: "It's Amamiya Shuko, she, she's here for revenge!"

The woman floated out of the shadows under the tree, her black hair showing a pale face, and her neck was strangely bent.

"Am I beautiful?"

Everyone held their breath, and then let out a harsh scream.

In the room, Team Leader Tamura yelled angrily, "What are you arguing about, what are you arguing about!"

He pushed open the door disheveled and saw the woman in the courtyard, only to hear a muffled thud, the woman's head slammed on the ground, her pale and delicate face smiled at Team Leader Tamura.

Team Leader Tamura looked at this familiar face, and the cold air rose above his head, and he felt numb all over his body. He couldn't control himself and urinated his pants.

"You, don't come here!"

"Help, help, who will save me!"

"Buddha, Bodhisattva, God!"

These scoundrels, who are murderous and do all kinds of evil, are even worse than ordinary people in the face of deeper fear.

This is also because the underworld believes in ghosts and gods more than ordinary people. They do all evil, but they think that they can be liberated after death.

How can there be such a good thing?

Zhou Qi drives the nano-robots to form black filaments and pierce their central nervous system, allowing them to experience the torture of life rather than death in the spiritual world.

He floated into the room, the girl looked at her in horror, most of her clothes had been taken off, and she could see signs of struggle.

"Ghost, lady ghost girl!"

The girl's fear subsided unexpectedly, and instead she knelt down in front of him sincerely and sobbing.

Amamiya Shuzi: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

The girl shook her head again and again, pear blossoms with rain: "Master Ghost Girl, you are here to save me."

Amamiya Jiuko's eyes were gloomy, but she didn't say anything. She slowly floated towards the headquarters of the Extreme East Society. Behind her, four twitching bodies were pulled by black threads and floated in the void, with grim and painful expressions.

The girl hesitated for a long time, but she didn't take this opportunity to escape from here. She saw that the ghost girl had no malice towards her, packed her clothes, and took the initiative to follow behind Amamiya Shuko.

The Extreme East Society is one of the best underworld organizations in the Ashikaga district. There are dozens of thugs in the organization, all of whom are brave warriors who dare to kill and cut.

Master Miki was sitting in the courtyard, sipping sake.

There was a whimpering beautiful girl under his crotch.

Taking advantage of the moonlight, he leisurely looked at the scenery in the courtyard, and suddenly heard one after another screaming and wailing from the front yard.

"What's the situation?" Young Master Miki kicked the girl away with a gloomy face. This painful cry, could it be that other gangs have invaded?

Impossible, they don't have the guts, there are dozens of people ahead!

He strode out of the courtyard and looked at it with cold eyes, wanting to see which one with short eyes dared to provoke him.

The strong smell of blood in the air made him cough, and the scene in front of him made this young master, who was less than 30 years old, look horrified.

The Flesh Mill!

He only thought of the word.

His subordinates were only left with severed limbs and body fragments scattered all over the place, and those who could see the faces were all in the color of extreme fear.

Standing in the courtyard was a woman in a blood skirt.

"What's going on here!" The young master cried out, "Tamura, Shimadzu, Inoue!"

"Old man!"

The woman in red appeared in front of him, bowing her head... In essence, her head was taken down, and she looked at the collapsed young master.

"Are you looking for them?"

The young master raised his head in a daze. Under the pitch-dark night, his father, the leader of the Extreme East Society and other elite backbones, were all suspended in the air, with a stiff and painful smile on his face.

Chapter 161 Chapter 6 She's a Ghost!

In the former extreme east meeting, corpses were scattered all over the field and blood flowed into rivers.

Perhaps this gangster was too arrogant on the street, causing the news in the headquarters to spread, but no one came to take a look or call the police.

Zhou Qi deliberately narrowed the scope of the slaughter in the inner court, so that the **** smell wouldn't spread so quickly.

But it's almost there. Skynet has been monitoring the nearby electromagnetic signals, and someone has already sensed something wrong and called the police.

In about twenty minutes, the police will arrive at the scene.

"It's time to withdraw." Zhou Qi thought to himself, looking at the girl who had been following him.

This girl looks like a high school student. Facing this **** scene of mass extinction, her face is pale, her lips are trembling, and she covers her small mouth and vomits several times.

Even Zhou Qi thought that she would not be able to survive and escape, but she did not expect that she would follow all the way to the end.

"Master Ghost Girl." The girl looked at Zhou Qi with a little fear, but more of a worship: "Are you going to become a Buddha?"

In Japan, when the obsession of evil spirits dissipates, it is the time to become a Buddha after purification.

Zhou Qi looked at her quietly, the coldness and resentment in his eyes faded a lot, and the girl immediately lowered her head to show respect.

Become a Buddha?

It is rare to create an extraordinary image, there is no reason to discard it so quickly, at least the value of Amamiya Shuzi must be fully reflected before it is over!

Now that she disappeared, even if the girl witnessed the murder of the evil ghost, the Metropolitan Police Department might think that she was confused and talking nonsense.

Amamiya Shuko can't disappear, at least not until things become bigger.

Zhou Qi's thoughts turned and he already had a case.

"Becoming a Buddha?" Amamiya Jiuzi laughed in a low voice, and the chilling laughter gradually expanded in the courtyard, and suddenly a gust of overcast wind blew away the lingering **** aura.

The girl was terrified, thinking that she said something wrong, which made the ghost girl furious.

She hurriedly bowed to Shuko Amamiya and apologized, even ignoring the blood flowing on the ground, she hurriedly wanted to kneel down.

A gentle force held her knees.

Amamiya Shuzi screamed shrilly, and shed scarlet blood tears: "They ruined my life, ruined everything I have, and this alone is not enough to eliminate my hatred!"

"I want to kill, kill all the sins in the world, and I want them to sink in hell, not to be reborn!"

The voice was so sharp that the girl subconsciously hugged her head.

And when she came back to her senses, the female ghost in red had disappeared.

The hundred-year-old banyan tree in the courtyard fell to the ground with a bang, cracking into wooden stakes of different sizes, as if it had been torn apart by someone's fingernails!

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Metropolitan Police Department headquarters.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn. At the meeting, all the high-ranking officials above the chief inspector were sitting.

On the projection screen, there is a **** storm, and the real photos of the headquarters of the Extreme East Society, which is like a **** on earth, have been settled in the current Ashikaga District. Several investigation teams from the headquarters have settled in.

The street where the Extreme East Club is located was blocked off, temporarily canceling road traffic and commercial activities.

"There are forty-seven people in the Jidonghui, none of them survived!"

Under the watchful eye of the boss, the young police officer carefully explained the clues he discovered.

In other words, there are no clues at all. The Jidonghui belongs to a gang organization, and there are shady activities on weekdays. There is no need to install monitoring equipment in the organization. event.

The forty-seven members of the Jidonghui Association, most of which were young men with strong bodies, were completely wiped out in a very strange way, and not a single person escaped.

From the photos alone, you can see the despair of the deceased.

Whether it was his expression or his eyes, he was terrified to the limit, like seeing... an evil spirit!

Not everyone is afraid of losing their will to fight, there are still some people who are carrying despair and fear, and there are traces of counterattack, but they are all without exception, all of them will be killed in one blow.

The body is separated from top to bottom, and the incision is unbelievably flat.

Even if Hercules used a chainsaw to cut, there would be burn marks on the dividing surface, and the layers would be uneven, but the deceased of the Extreme East Society did not even change their expressions when they were cut.

This shows that from counterattack to death, everything is in the blink of an eye.

"Tell me the key point!" The police inspector had a gloomy look and knocked on the table hard.

The police officer quickly apologized and quickly switched to unimportant clues. A video and a high-definition photo appeared on the projection screen.