Yoko's hair is silver-white, but it is definitely not a side effect of aging.
In fact, she looks like she is in her early twenties. Her face was covered by an iron mask, and the assassin's tight-fitting clothes outlined her figure. Her wheat-colored skin was slightly exposed at the right time, and the chilling aura spread around her like ripples.
She had a wound near her hip, like a stick or sword. But probably because Yoko dodged in time, her skin was only scratched.
She forced the long sword in front of my eyes, and the silver-white metal glowed coldly. Mariko has returned to her human form, like an ordinary girl, shivering behind Yoko.
"Found it, Watanabe!" Her voice was as cold as metal.
My heart is also very cold: In total, in this world, apart from the original characters, all the new characters know me, right?
Just as I was rolling my eyes secretly, I heard the resonant hum of the sword, and at the same time, Chuuya and Kunikida's exclamations came from beside me. I wanted to hide, but it was obviously too late.
I saw Yoko's long sword flash, and a shadow circled the ground in a perfect circle beside us.
Slat——
In an instant, the ground was divided into two areas.
The circular area is where I, the detective agency, Mafia and others are, and it is glowing green.
The green light flashed like a large field of stars. But one thing worth noting is that their brightness does increase little by little over time.
During this period of time, I thought about leaving countless times, but I was always stopped by Kunikida, Chuuya and Momiji. Seeing their serious expressions, I had no choice but to stop taking action.
Finally, with a desperate silence, we disappeared into a green light.
…
It turns out that all the barriers look like bullshit.
Death Barbie powder mixed with disgusting poisonous green, plus a little bit of dry constipation black formed a perfect eggshell-shaped cover that hung over our heads.
It seemed very close, but when I stretched out my hand to reach it, I suddenly realized that the height was like the sky.
"Don't be stunned, she's here." Zhongya hit my shoulder lightly.
"So serious?" I muttered casually, after all, it was in my eyes at the time. There are so many elites from Butei and Hong Kong Mafia here, why do they need to be afraid of one person on the other side?
"I'll explain it to you if I can get out alive." He sighed. Then he quickly said something, it seems that the same method cannot be used a second time.
My mind was suddenly in a mess, but I still calmly bent down and stared at Yoko's every move.
To be honest, I felt a little embarrassed after staring for so long. Although some of my previous opponents were also women, this was the first time my face was burning.
Is it because Yoko is too feminine? Maybe.
The assassin's clothes perfectly embellished her perfect body like an ancient Greek sculpture.
But as soon as the battle begins, all illusions of perfection cease to exist. This woman is like a fighting machine, executing precise and decisive combat procedures in a rigid manner.
The golden Yasha rushed forward like lightning, and the afterimage of his stick and sword was like a spider web.
I turned my head, eager to see the joyful and cruel expression on Hongye's face like a spider setting up an array to collect its web. But to my surprise, what remained in my eyes was the slight biting lip of fear.
The golden swords danced wildly, airtight. But the silver-white pupils embedded in Yoko's mask were no longer frightened. Her honey-colored arm pulled out the long sword from her waist and waved it intently into the air.
clang--
Yasha's sword was stuck in mid-air.
Seeing that the attack was fruitless, Hongye called it back.
"Siege?" Tanizaki was somewhat confused about the situation.
"It's of no use to her." Kunikida shook his head and took out his handbook.
"Is her superpower so strong?" I held my pocket watch and accidentally pinched the flesh of my palm, grinning in pain.
"It's not that her powers are strong, it's that she is very strong." Chuuya took over.
"How strong is it?"
"Incredibly strong."
"Then how did you get out just now?"
"As the old saying goes, I'll explain it to you when I get out alive," Chuuya moved his shoulders clockwise, "It's been a long time since we worked together... Si Ye."
"It's a first in my opinion."
"Oh." Zhongya's voice was cadenced and had a deep meaning.
Soon, Chuuya rushed forward. I saw that his whole body was glowing with a faint red light, and he was as fast as flying.
No, it's not like flying. With the help of super powers, he is flying.
I also kicked the ground hard, and there was no dust to cover it, but I could still feel the muscle twitching caused by excessive force.
Chuuya rushed diagonally above Yoko, his fist carrying the wind like a shooting star. I followed closely behind, using my strength to the fullest with a roundhouse kick.
Yoko looked calm, her snow-colored eyelashes fluttering. Between the interplay of light and shadow, there were two muffled sounds of "Bang Bang", and both Zhong Ye and I were bounced back to where we were.
My chest hurt, and I lay on the ground clutching my chest for a long time without getting up.
"There's no need for a knife, so that's fine." Hongye added sadly, and Yasha helped me and Zhongya up respectively.
"Hey. I said there are only two left in the detective agency," Chuuya breathed heavily. He was about to turn around and say something, but after seeing the two rays of light, he turned into a sigh, "Forget it..."
Like the previous rounds, the battle ended inexplicably quickly.
Before the pages of Kunikida's notebook could be torn off, Yoko swung them away. As soon as Tanizaki's supernatural power was used, he was knocked out of the boundary by Yoko's thick sword shadow, which was as thick as a wall.
"It's my turn." She closed her eyes and made a gesture like a blind person touching an elephant.
I wanted to laugh, but because I knew I shouldn't laugh on such a surface, I just asked, "Where's her knife?"
"Look more carefully." Zhong also mentioned.
I rubbed my eyes and calmed down.
It is true that Yoko's hand is half hanging in the air, but if you look closely, there is an afterimage on her hand.
The afterimage of the knife and the hand were intertwined together, exuding a bit of coolness.
"What is she doing?"
"Sword transport...it will be time to strike one at a time."
"What do you mean..."
puff--
Bright red blood splashed all over Chuuya.
But because the blood was not his, he also looked confused.
I felt the warmth and stickiness on my back, and after being stunned for a while, I turned around tremblingly... It was Tanizaki, and Tanizaki fell in a pool of blood.
I endured the pain in my nose and threw myself at his side. The light blue light enveloped him again. In just one hour, I had used my powers three times to save people.
Another history.
"It's your turn." Yoko returned to her original position, holding the sword in her hand, and the sacred light enveloped her refined body, like an angel.
Tanizaki reluctantly sat up on the ground, but judging from his face, it might be difficult for him to join the battle again.
You can't win, she's too strong.
This is the only sentence left in my heart.
"You can't fall down." Chuuya's fist lightly hit my waist twice.
"I know." I nodded.
