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It is the seventh year since Masako Owada became the central agent.

Residents in backstreets risk their lives differently depending on their occupation and position.For example, a freelance cleaner is considered extremely dangerous.Conversely, people belonging to huge tissues like "Pregnant Women Kitchen Sink" are less dangerous.

The people of the center are also residents of the back street as a whole.However, it is rare for members of the center to encounter situations where their lives are at risk.Although there is a slight danger that Masuko will be killed by residents of the same backstreet in order to perform work and gather information.

Not to mention the fact that I was personally targeted by someone.

(Why...? For whatever reason....I don't remember anyone resenting me)

Masuko escapes in confusion after being shot majestically in a residential neighborhood.Although it was remarkable, it was because of her considerable combat power that she was able to avoid a blow by surprise.

Running and running, he looked back and saw the attacker. I am not Japanese.

Behind Mengzi's head is the battlefield tea time and the confirmation of the center.

(Are you seriously crushing the center?So it's just the end gear. Are you even looking for me?)

Shortly after the worst assumption came to mind, the bullet pierced the head of the monk and blew away fear and despair.

Several men approached Monkey's remains.One has a big case.

Cut it out. We're on our way.

When ordered by one of the men, the man with the case opened the case and took the electric saw out of it.

Nobuo Owada is a public official who works for the Anraku City Hall.

Nobuo knows that Anraku City is a dark city.I also know that there are many residents in the back street.But it doesn't mean that people on the street live in danger and fear every day.Nobuo has seen shooting fights, but he counts with one hand, and if you are a citizen of Anraku City, you have been taught how to deal with them since you were a child.

However, I had never thought of a situation where a resident of the front street, Nobuo, was clearly targeted by a resident of the back street.

No, I doubt he's a resident of the back street.Not all the people surrounding Nobu men are Japanese.But it is obvious that everyone has a gun and is pointing a murder at the Nobu Man.

Somebody help me! Help me! "

Scream with a trembling voice. Nobu men and men are everywhere in the downtown area.There are many passers-by around.In such an eye-catching place, he is dignified and pointing his gun around Nobu Man.

The passers-by thought it was a backstreet struggle and walked away quickly so as not to get caught up.He was even more desperate when he saw the sight, but he was convinced at the same time.I would do the same for them.

Shortly after I was convinced, the gunshots sounded and Nobuo's thoughts were interrupted.

"Cut it quick. I'll go next."

When the shooter ordered him to do so in English, one of the men surrounding him took the chainsaw out of the big bag and...

The story of the central agent and city hall staff being attacked and killed quickly spread to Kiriko's ears.

It is clear that the battlefield's tea time counterattack has begun.Kiriko feels fierce anger in that relentless way.

"Mayor, please come to the front of the City Hall."

It was the city hall staff who opened the door and told him in a tight face that was close to Kiriko, one of the members of the center.

When Kiriko left the city hall, four long tables were placed in front of the front entrance to the city hall, and seven human heads were placed per table.Twenty-eight in total.

In addition, the wall contains a large blood message that appears to have been drawn with the blood of those who have had their heads amputated.

"Dear Mayor, life and death are equal."

The meaning of the message is clear.

(I still know I'm targeting the one in the center.But... just because I'm the mayor, even the city hall staff would kill me...)

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I know it's a seed I sowed, but Kiriko still wants her bowels to boil back.

(That's why... life and death are equal.)

Kiriko bites her teeth.

"Stay away from the citizens... Put a plastic sheet over the blood letters....."

Kiriko orders the staff. Kiriko's throat heard a surprisingly powerless plundering voice.Making such an order was in itself a very pathetic feeling.

In front of the city hall, members of the centre and city hall staff were exposed to their necks and immediately learned that a message of blood had been drawn in the back street.Of course, via the internet.

"It's going to be fun inside."

Seeing this tragedy, a man was watching tea time on the battlefield.Looking at the back street news, she smiled slightly.

"Tea time on the battlefield. Interesting.There's a lot of creativity going on. "

Dog Keiichi decided to follow the trend of this tissue for a while and try to contact it when he had the chance.

Dusty bust. Central building.

Four people, including Junko, Tired, and Midori, found out about the tragedy in front of the city hall on the back street news site in the room where True was sleeping.There is no Jiro Yuji, the director.We were on our way to the immigration cave.

"If it's just a hub, if you put your hands on the street, it's just an extra boost to your enemies."

"Hmm... don't you understand the back street well?"

"Yea... or even if you know it, it doesn't matter, does it?"

"It's not an organization that never does anything to cats.Even at the dawn of the war in the United States, it is indistinguishable whether those who joined the enemy forces were muscular or snails.They've slaughtered journalists and exposed them. "

Speak True, Junko, Midori, and Tired.

"But I didn't take part in this, so I guess I put poison on Takiriko."

True, just because you work for the city hall doesn't make it a condition for you to join Kiriko.The truth is that Kiriko would have taken almost unrelated apparent lives just to piss her off.

"I'm sorry about Yujiro, but I don't want to cooperate with the organization that does this."

This development was unexpected, as King didn't really look like such a ruthless type of act, to say the least.

In the evening, a party was held in the basement hall, an azimuth of battlefield tea time.Immigrant members and elite soldiers brought by King are mixed up to enjoy eating, drinking and talking.

"Give hope, but don't give hope.Give him despair, but do not let him understand.The way the devil calls himself God is always the way he is ♪ "

King sings the song of the legendary band "Megidball" in a good mood.

"Blood for blood. The nostalgic air is getting stronger."

Lace says in a good mood, putting her mouth on the wine bottle.

"Phuhah, no matter how much it takes, I can feel the comfort of this air.My heart jumps. Alcohol tastes good. "

"Too much, Grandpa."

Simon shouted at Lace, who suddenly danced.

(Do something like that... and make fun of it... okay?)

On the other hand, the pepper was full of mistrust.Speaking of which, King put his hands on the public.Moreover, it went so far as to imitate the brutality of exposing things.I'm absolutely sorry about this for free.No, not just the future rebellion, but the King's way itself is unacceptable to pepper thick.

People who saw themselves for the first time, people who recognized themselves, people who felt like they could forgive themselves.Unnegligible suspicions and mistrust that arose in such a person were left unattended and became a big thorn, poking into the heart of the pepper thick.

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