I Became a God in Tokyo

　　Meguro District.

　　 In the middle of the night, the hazy moonlight shone.

　　 The spirit ghost who had been in the shadows for several hours suddenly moved.

　　 A sturdy palm stretched out from the darkness and grabbed its head.

　　 then mentioned it all, like buying goods in a supermarket, and took a look in front of him.

　　 Looking at the person who came, Linggui was trembling half of his body, but he didn't dare to resist.

　　 It was a tall humanoid creature with a cyan body.

　　 Sunken eye sockets, eyes closed tightly.

　　 On the forehead, there is an eyeball that is rolling around.

　　 is carrying a pole on his shoulder, and two small pots are tied to each end.

　　 is also wearing a gray monk robe, just like an ancient ascetic monk.

　　 At this moment, the green-faced monk took a look at the spirit ghost in his hand, as if he was identifying its condition.

　　 took a few glances, twisted it satisfactorily, and stuffed it into the small pot carried on his shoulders.

　　 Then came to Kotaro.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 Kotaro had already revealed the demon body, bent down his huge body, stared at the opponent fiercely, and warned him not to approach.

　　 The blue-faced monk also interestingly stopped outside Kotaro's attack range, and his cyan face twisted the corners of his mouth.

　　 "Chichichichi...are you still resisting?"

　　 "But under the erosion of the mother and child of the ghost, how long can a mere dog **** last?"

　　 "Join the little monk's ghost faction and catch hunters together, okay?"

　　 "That kind of feeling, as long as you try it once, chichichichi, even the little monk is a bit addictive..."

　　 Speaking of this, the green-faced monk licked the corner of his mouth unkindly.

　　 "When I taste that taste, even if I say rejection, my body will move honestly..."

　　 While talking, the green-faced monk lifted the lid of the small pot and put his broad palm into the pot.

　　 muttering and rummaging.

　　 "Let the little monk think about it, you are a dog..."

　　 "The most favorite thing to eat is the human large intestine, right?"

　　 "Oh, I found it."

　　 While talking, like a trick, the green-faced monk dragged out a lot of intertwined things from the mouth of the pot that only had an inch.

　　 That is a string of **** organs.

　　 raised his sturdy arm and threw it towards Kotaro.

　　 "Woohoo!"

　　 Kotaro let out angrily, and a violent wind blew in front of him, and dust splashed.

　　 "You...don't shamelessly!"

　　 The green-faced monk exploded with several green veins on his forehead, and hurriedly re-stuffed the organs in his hands into the pot.

　　 "Boy, I kept you just because the little monk was still short on his mount, don't test the little monk's bottom line again and again! Otherwise, the little monk will really kill you!"

　　 After cleaning up, he gave a cold snort.

　　 "When the devil and child mature, the little monk will come again. When the time comes, see if you can be so proud!"

After 　　 said, he walked into the darkness again.

　　 The expression on Kotaro's face on the other side was cold-eyed, as if he was not afraid of the sky.

　　'S heart is shaking people madly.

　　 "Master, master, are you there yet!"

　　 "Don't hurry, the big one is going to slip away!"

"Grandmaster--"

　　 Suddenly, in the night.

　　 A figure resembling a ghost, appeared beside Kotaro.

　　 was so close that it almost stuck to Kotaro's monster body.

　　 Kotaro was so scared that he stood upside down and almost took off on the spot.

　　 turned his head and saw Shiraki Jun’s face.

　　 was taken aback.

　　 immediately ecstatic.

　　 "Master, you are here!"

"Ok."

　　 Shiraki Jun looked at the direction where the monk man disappeared, and frowned slightly.

　　 He arrived earlier than the monk who just showed up.

After 　　 arrived, he opened Fahai and quietly came to Kotaro's side.

　　 I wanted to test the effect of hiding, and see if Kotaro could find himself.

　　 But unexpectedly, the green-faced monk suddenly appeared.

　　 Shiraki Jun even raised his palm subconsciously, thinking that he was about to start a fight.

　　 As a result, the blue-faced monk actually ignored himself standing next to Kotaro?

　　 This surprised Shiraki Jun.

　　 The other party really didn't find himself?

　　 Or, pretending not to see it, trying to lure yourself into the bait?

　　 are fishing?

　　 Kotaro was very anxious.

　　 "The monster has just left, and the smell is getting weaker and weaker. If you don't catch up, I'm afraid you will be lost!"

　　 "Master, what shall we do?"

　　 Shiraki Jun's chest has a way of enlightenment.

　　 "Your Excellency Kotaro, don't panic."

　　 "Just now, I have already locked the frequency of that monster's power."

　　 "At present, the range that can be locked down is not small, and it seems to cover the entire Tokyo."

　　 "Oh, have you been two blocks away in such a short time?"

　　 "However, as long as it remains in Tokyo, it cannot be separated from its control."

　　 Shiraki Jun squinted slightly, as if he had seen the marching monk.

　　This, this is...

　　Radar?

　　 Kotaro's head couldn't turn away.

　　 I felt that I heard something incredible.

　　 But even with the mana locked in, Shiraki Jun still did not relax his vigilance.

　　 In his perspective, the monk man with a huge body is moving at an abnormally agile speed, and he will leave the place tens of meters in almost a second.

　　 This kind of speed is impossible to achieve on the busy streets of Tokyo.

　　Also, you must always pay attention to hiding your breath, avoiding the tracing of shrines and temples, and it is even more difficult to do it.

　　 Unless... Escape.

　　 travel through the ground or the sky without hindrance.

　　 Thinking of this, Shiraki Jun didn't stay any longer and wasted time.

　　 "Then go one step ahead."

　　......

　　 Originally Shiraki Jun thought he would be thrown away by the monk soon.

　　 After all, the other party has monster escape skills, and he can only rely on running.

　　 is much worse in terms of compulsory grid.

　　 As a result, the opponent was walking around in Meguro district, as if waiting for him kindly, causing Shiraki Jun to not pull down much.

　　 But it is not.

　　 Bai Mujun, who rushed to it later, could perceive that the place where the other party was staying was mostly yin lands full of yin.

　　 I am afraid it has something to do with spirituality.

　　 Reminiscent of the scene where the other party shot the spirit ghost just now, Shiraki Jun can conclude.

　　 At the moment, the other party is probably collecting food.

　　 Collect all the spirits and ghosts raised.

　　 This makes Shiraki Jun a little curious.

　　 What do the monsters do to reclaim these ghosts?

　　 Isn't it for earning de-sage value, exchanged for yen to support the family, right?

　　 Of course Shiraki Jun would not believe this conclusion.

　　 When the green-faced monk took out the organs from that weird little pot, it showed that the other party clearly regarded human beings as “food” level creatures.

　　 How can such a monster be interested in the currency that humans give value.

　　 These ghosts should have other uses.

　　 Thinking all the way, Shiraki Jun followed the fluctuations left by the green-faced monk before a humble Japanese-style bungalow.

　　 I also wanted to turn on the perspective angle, and go around the house to see if there is a point where I can sneak in.

　　 But then I found out that it was unnecessary.

　　Because the blue-faced monk man actually...

　　 did not close the door.

　　 Seeing this scene, Shiraki Jun was a little unbelievable.

　　A monster who looks so powerful can make such a low-level mistake?

　　 didn't even develop the good habit of closing the door easily?

　　 Otherwise...

　　 Still fishing?

　　 But no matter what, Shiraki Jun plans to go in and explore.

　　 He turned on Fahai and walked cautiously into the house.

　　 Under the perspective angle, Bai Mujun can easily find that there is currently only a monk and a demon in this house.

　　 And in the house, the green-faced monk was talking on the phone against the wall.

　　 showed his back unsuspectingly.

　　 This scene seems to be telling Bai Mujun~www.NovelMTL.com~ to press F to assassinate.

　　 Shiraki Jun's eyes hesitated for a moment.

　　 This, is it still fishing?

　　 That opponent is really a great fishing master.

　　 He restrained his breath and gently approached behind the green-faced monk man.

　　 is so close that you can even hear its voice.

　　 The green-faced monk opened his mouth and asked.

　　 "Hey, are you all done?"

　　 "Be careful, all. Recently, the limelight has been tight. The little monk's informant in the shrines said that those shrines are ready to start a severe crackdown."

　　 "However, the little monk has deployed sorcery outside the base long ago. As long as those people dare to approach, it will be triggered. As long as a few priests are taken hostage, they will not dare to mess around."

　　 Then a series of "Boss Niubi" came from the phone.

　　 The expression of the green-faced monk is obviously flattering, but he still doesn't let go.

　　 "Oh, you have one percent attentive little monk, you have long become A-level monsters, as for the hybrids like this?"

　　 "Look carefully at the little monk when you come back. If anyone is followed, the little monk will blow his head!"

　　 hung up the phone, turned around, a trace of disdain still hung on the cyan face.

　　 But disdain only lasted for a short while.

　　 became shocked.

　　 It looked at the figure that suddenly appeared from the darkness, with one eye almost staring out of its forehead.

　　 "Are you he—"

　　 But the light falling from the crescent palm is faster.

　　 The brutal body of the green-faced monk man, under the power of the crescent palm, seemed as vulnerable as paper.

　　 Shiraki Jun slowly took his palm.

　　 Looking at the monk man whose upper body had turned into fly ash in front of him, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

　　 Assassination, is it really successful?