Chapter 1598: 1598 3

The man was just walking around the city, and even though he didn't like it, it stopped in the residents' eyes.

The white man, if not particularly tall, is not a beautiful man. No, that invincible face is not aesthetic in the sense that the face is well-constructed, but it is a manly face, preferred by some people. And even if he's not tall, he has a wide shoulder, a chest plate, thick arms, and a disappointing shape.

"You're strong."

Obviously, the man emitting the aura drops off and one of the residents squeaks. He is also proud of his arms, whose name is known there, here, but at first sight he decided that he would not be the man.

Those who have a long life in this Zunfantasy City do not sell fights or anything without darkness. It's mostly a guy with a cool personality at the root or someone who's just come to Zunfantasy City to rub things from himself. The latter is referred to as Rookie. And the rubbing Rookie causes is very frequent.

(You've been watching me from over there)

With that awareness in mind, the man - Adonis Adams - walks dignified down the middle of the boulevard as much as he can care less. The car barely runs. I just occasionally see motorcycles and bicycles.

Adonis was surprised that there was such a place in Japan. Plants grow everywhere, buildings are digging huts or dirty collective homes. It looks slummy, but all the sights and atmosphere of the residents there, that's what the outsiders are. Races vary, and the ratio of Japanese people appears to be half or less.

(I hear rumors from all over the world about this outlaw city and it seems true that the outlaw is coming)

So thought the arrow tip, a pair of Negroes headed from the side of the road toward Adonis, lined up to block its front. Adonis also naturally, stops.

(Oh, a quick fool put on it)

(Miscellaneous fish mob dies every time the pattern starts)

The residents see the sight and think. I can't even tell if my opponents are stronger than me, and the kind of people who rely on numbers to sell fights are the schematics that are turned back. I've seen it in this city many times.

"Hey, brother. Do you want to walk great in the middle of the road, get tangled up and wait?

The tallest skinhead man calls out, grinning slightly.

"It's not like that, but here. So you just walked in the middle of the street, and you can pluck it?

"There's a guy like that. You should be careful. I don't know how you can do this to your brothers."

As the black man with the Mohican head grinned slightly, he lifted his fist gently toward Adonis. Adonis also taps his fist gently with his own fist. Share a similar greeting with the other three.

When he sees it, he understands that he knew him, and the passers-by turn away.

"Did you guys come here for work, too?

Ask the quadruple, a fellow trader, whom Adonis once knew when he was operating a doorman in the United States.

"No, I'm not. He's been running away with a hemp over there."

The shortest, little man and unsupported man answers with embarrassment.

"Right. How do you live here?

"Prices are low here, and we have rations. When you want to make money, there's a lot of work to do as a escort, killing, playing field, giving away from the idiots who attack you. Even if he's not confident in his arms, he's recruiting day labourers."

An afro-haired man answered Adonis's question.

"I'm here for work."

Speaking, Adonis left the spot. The four men are similarly flying off the scene.

A simultaneous firing of a firearm descends into the space of five men.

(Totally convoluted - is it? Or just a robbery)

We spot a few men shooting from both sides of the road, and Adonis shoots back, too. A little late, all four of them fought back in unison.

The number of those who shot was eight. It's a bunch of amateurs with hair. Besides, he was still young, only the late teenagers. I'm not Japanese. It looked Southeast Asian.

The battle was well decided. Adonis was shooting two people, seriously wounding one, and the quartet was shooting one at a time.

One safe boy escapes, but a Mohican man relentlessly decides to take a headshot from behind.

"These guys, they survive this time"

"I guess."

"Oh, there's a cleaning job for the hungry guys who were sneaking around in about thirty people and robbing them, and now they're here to get back at me."

A long-sleeved man and a Mohican man whisper, explaining why Afrohair was attacked by Adonis.

"So, what's a brother's job? That's enough to call a guy like you from the outside, so it sounds pretty nasty."

A Mohican man asks as he confides in one of the remaining boys.

"It's called 'Castle'. I'll pay for the chips too, so can you show me around? I thought I'd pick you up, but there's no sign of it."

When Adonis answered, the four of them looked at each other.

"I mean... you mean the immediate request of the Emperor of Trash Mountain? This guy surprised me."

"The boulder is Adonis. I think I'm going to swallow your request."

Seeing the reactions of the four, I was told that Harry Benjamin, who became the ruler and founder of Zunfantasy City, was quite frightened by the inhabitants here.

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"You took my chip off, so I'll give you one ear tip."

A long man opens his mouth as he leads the way to lead Adonis to the castle.

"I'm talking about that infamous Mad Scientist Junko Yukioka and Yukioka's murder doll Makoto Aizawa, who's coming to Jong-Phantom City."

When I heard Junko's name, I remembered the truth, and when I heard that the truth was here, there was a natural grin spilling over Adonis' mouth.

"Hmm? Brother, what's wrong?

"Kind of."

Adonis walked smiling for a while as he inflated his expectations.

"kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi kabadi"

The four people in the same room gave up early on communicating with the man who repeated the same words early on.

This is a place called 'Castle' in Zunfang City. That said, it doesn't look very castle-like from the exterior. From a glance at it, I have only the impression that it is a huge building, with huge blocks piled up in tears. But there are also many people in this chaotic town who feel they deserve to live in a castle named King of Garbage.

"I'm sure he's a race close to angels. I know."

Wearing sunglasses, a skinny man in a back with his head solidified and stuck out with a leash saw the same man who kept whining the same words he was indoors and said with certainty.

"Uh, Mr. Angel, that's a bit of a discriminatory statement in there. Yikes. It's a frightening case of a distracted Kramer attacking us in a group with an odd voice."

A girl wearing a wow jumper and military pants that is not the right size draws attention to the leasel-headed man.

"Huh, you're not going to discriminate against me. Angels don't have the right to hold me back. It is the annoying people who take it in a twisted way that should be thrown into Hell's Cauldron with a proper judgment"

Reese, the man with the head claims in a conceited tone. This man is called Angel. No, that's what I call myself. His real name is unknown.

"Hey, I'm telling you to be careful because some people are like that. Yet it's strange to insist on what should happen."

Girl - Sauna Tanitsu "The One" gives a frustrating voice.

"There's something wrong with Mina right now."

He looked like a beautiful boy in his senior year of elementary school - Sandcastle Dream "Sapphire" ran out of words.

"What, why? - Huh?

"Because I made the usual expression of Angel obnoxious like poking a corner of a heavy box. Mina is the Kramer."

"Grungy..."

"Phew, I know my dreams very well. There's only one angel I've ever seen."

The language of the coming dream was out-of-heart when I tried it out of pity, but with Angel riding the butt horse of the coming dream word, when it gets any more muggy, I feel as if I have become a terrific child, so I decide to just keep it down by roaring.

"But I'm also working with Mr. Kabadyman, so I'd like to be able to communicate with you."

A mid teenage boy sitting next to his comin 'dream - Ansheng Kehiko "Ajinkatsuko" - turns to a man who just repeats himself with an extended kabadi and says with a troubled face.

The terminal organization Plutonium Dundee came all the way here to Zunfantasy City at the request of Harry Benjamin, the founder and ruler of Zunfantasy City. The details of the request are the escort and, in some cases, the end of the day, but since more than one other end-of-life shop is to be hired, it is a story that the period, the department in charge, etc. would like to be consulted directly and decided.

Other end-of-life shoppers were free end-of-life shoppers, kabadymen, who only grumbled extensively about kabady.

A knock sounds and the door opens.

"Ah..."

Look at the person who showed up, and Kehiko raises her voice. It was Adonis, who fought a battle during the anti-matter bomb takeover.

"Now I'm fighting with you guys. It's dependable."

I dreamed of coming with Kehiko and said in a tone that I didn't know if Adonis was sarcastic or genuine.

'All the doomsayers have arrived. I'll add Krishna to this.'

With V5 in a respectful tone, report on ext.

'I wonder what he's like. Hey, Harry, I think I should get along with those people in Harry.'

Next to Harry, who fell asleep in bed, he says that as Casey sat back in bed and stroked Harry's face.

"I'd like to see the last of them I've asked for."

V5 was surprised by Harry's words. I don't know what kind of wind blows, even though I'm an expert, but I kind of want to see the end shop face to face.

"Understood."

In accordance with the Lord's intentions, V5 went to speak to the doomsayers.

"Casey's got a weird idea."

Harry reaches out smiling and strokes Casey's hair. To Casey, who only looks like Harry, but there did exist a feeling that could be touched by hand.

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