Chapter 254

The next moment, it seemed to melt, collapse, and corrode, becoming a pile of dark green liquid.

"Silencing... huh?"

Ayanokouji thoughtfully cut off the demon's head with a sword, pondering.

Should he go back to the Master Mutual Aid Association to take a look?

Although he really didn't want to have contact with that woman named Yukinoshita Haruno, he still recognized her ability to be sociable.

Dealing with those old masters in the officialdom indeed requires such a person.

"Kiyotaka..."

A voice came from afar.

Soon.

Kazuma panted and found him: "Official people are here, looking for us to help, everyone has arrived, only you are left. Hey, why are you on the demon again?"

Kazuma, panting while supporting his knees, looked at Ayanokouji with a strange expression.

Does this friend of his have any special hobbies?

Why is it that every time he sees him, he is standing on the corpse of a demon?

You have to know that nowadays, they rarely do it themselves to deal with this kind of demon; they are all searched for and then surrounded by sun lamps from all directions.

It doesn't take two breaths, even an Upper Moon would have to die.

"Official?"

As if he didn't hear Kazuma's question, Ayanokouji naturally changed the subject: "What are they here for?"

He asked while walking towards the Mutual Aid Association base.

"Don't know, but their faces are as gloomy as dripping water, it's probably a big deal."

Kazuma yawned, and thinking of something, he suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, you know, yesterday a lucky guy became a retainer of that person..."

Hearing this news, playing games lost its taste, and he, being carefree, walked in the park until dawn before going back to sleep.

Well.

He didn't sleep all night at all.

"Hmm, I know, a good opponent, but..."

Ayanokouji looked at him with deep meaning.

Indeed.

If it were you who became that person's retainer, it really wouldn't be surprising.

Soon.

The two came to a skyscraper that was a landmark building.

As soon as they entered the door, the staff on both sides bowed respectfully: "Lord Kazuma, Lord Ayanokouji, Lord Isanami of the Disaster Countermeasure Office is already waiting."

The title Lord Kazuma made the corners of Kazuma's mouth rise wildly.

Compared to the former Mutual Aid Association base, it can be said that they have upgraded from bird guns to cannons.

Haruno really has some ability as vice president.

Just the sponsorship she pulled in is an astronomical figure, and she also got a lot of cultivation materials from other systems, which are very useful for them to learn from.

Various training equipment, qualifications to hold guns and even heavy firepower, were all given to them one by one.

In addition, the assets under each of their names are also skyrocketing like rockets.

It may not mean much to the second-generation Ayanokouji, but for people with ordinary family backgrounds like Kazuma and Hideyoshi, it can be said to be a class leap.

Soon they arrived at the door of the conference room.

In Ayanokouji's surprised gaze, Kazuma's face collapsed.

He pushed his hair up, put on the face of a delinquent, and pushed open the door of the conference room with an arrogant pace that would get him beaten eight times in an hour of walking.

He didn't even look at the official personnel there and grinned at Yukinoshita Haruno.

"Ta-da, Ayanokouji brought."

Conference hall.

The official personnel led by Isanami subconsciously frowned.

"Yeah, Kazuma, don't be so noisy."

Haruno smiled: "Let me introduce, this is an exorcist from the Isanami family, and also the highest person in charge of this special investigation team, Ms. Isanami."

"Oh, hello, I've heard of the Isanami family, but the next head of the Isanami family seems to be Yellow Spring, right?"

Kazuma looked at this cold silver-haired beauty, clicked his tongue, and sat down carelessly.

Ayanokouji on the Reverse Reverse Side looked at him and Haruno with deep meaning.

"Sorry, Kazuma comes from a small family, and it's inevitable that he's a bit... after suddenly reaching a high position."

Haruno was full of apologies.

"Let's talk about business."

Isanami was expressionless.

Who can't see that you two are singing a duet to try to take the initiative.

Her hand still clenched in an instant.

Isanami Yellow Spring is a thorn in her heart.

However, it's coming... it's coming soon.

Immediately after.

As the news was announced, the conference room fell into complete silence.

The matter was too outrageous.

Even Ayanokouji, who had some guesses, found it hard to accept.

Is this another world-destroying threat?

Do you have to be so stimulating?

Isanami's appearance was not as stunning as her cousin Isanami Yellow Spring, but her temperament was colder, and she scanned everyone in the conference room.

"In the capacity of the Japanese military, I hope everyone will listen to my arrangements. After finding the evil god's sacrifice.

Your task is to block the main force of the evil god's forces and create opportunities for us. Remember to follow orders."

The tone wasn't very agitated, but the words were so aggressive.

The conference room fell into silence.

Haruno smiled and drank tea.

Ayanokouji seemed to see a flying saucer and was busy researching it.

Yukino's eyes drifted.

Kurumi smiled dangerously.

Hideyoshi scratched his face awkwardly.

Shouko?

Sorry, she's just a poor and helpless deaf-mute person.

Crazy.

They aren't brain-damaged.

This kind of great disaster mentioned by the Sky Curtain, let them go up as cannon fodder?

159. Federation: F*ck you, Japan, did you hear me, f*ck you!

"Huh?"

With a question filled with disdain, Sato Kazuma, who had been feigning the naive look of a greenhorn, stood up abruptly and said coldly: "Our Mutual Aid Society is a private organization. We have our own pace and our own investors; we are not in the habit of submitting to government jurisdiction."

"Please note, Mr. Kazuma, I didn't mean to request."

Isanami said calmly: "This is a military order, not seeking your opinion, you have no right to refuse."

She frowned and looked at Kazuma: "Alright, you can sit down."

"Order?"

The corners of Kazuma's mouth cracked into a dangerous arc, and with a wave of his hand, blue arcs exploded in layers, forming a gorgeous giant longbow in his hand.

Purple gorgeous arcs condensed into arrows in his hand, aiming at Isanami Yellow Spring, word by word: "You said, you are ordering us?"

Immediately, the official personnel's expressions changed drastically.