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City Hall. Zhu Tang Chun Road, Under-Secretary of Defense Affairs, waited for the arrival of the summoned opponent as he watched Xingxing's megalodon-related reports.

The presence of Zhu Tang was a different room with a surprising scripture written on the wall.

From what I've heard, this room is spiritually equal to an absolute safety zone. The intrusion of the uninvited, whether spiritual or spiritual, does not come close. If that's not the place, we can't have future conversations.

"Excuse me."

The door opens with the knock. Zhu Tang gets up and drips his head deep.

What appeared was a small, magnificent man with bearded, sleepy-headed, bossy hair and a tiny, dirty style, in a tired jacket named Yoreyole jeans. Zhu Tang is older regardless of the age on the outside, but the actual age is different.

"It's decaying rope. Thank you for starting."

The little man spilled a loving laugh toward Zhu Tang, lowered his back on the couch, fluttered back and put his short legs together, turning his sleeping face toward Zhu Tang.

"How can you not talk to me on the phone and call me here?

The man named Decaying Rope speaks in a frank tone to Zhu Tang, who sat across the street.

"I would like to go straight in. I want you to mobilize all the magicians, magicians, magicians, and psychics in this country to ambush the patriarch of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness."

"Oh, I can't do that, can I? I can't."

Zhu Tang cut it out with a serious face, but Decaying Rope dismissed it in an unobtrusive tone.

In every country, he has many more capable men and magicians than in ancient times to repel attacks with supernatural powers. Japan is no exception, and the witchcraft spells of numerous genres serve as the exclusive preserve of the government.

But leaving all those magicians, the patriarch of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness had brainwashed politicians and senior officials and prevented the forced investigation of the Megalodon of Thin Happiness.

Zhu Tang, who was in a position not subject to it, arbitrarily hired several assassins to send him in, but failed to exhaust. Several government-held armed sorcerers also sent in, but this all ended up failing again.

There is one means left. Among Japan's spiritual protectors, they thought about relying on a group of sorcerers belonging to the highest rank, a family of decaying ropes, to move only in what could be a crisis of national survival...

"It does not extend to the crisis of national survival. What they do is a little terrorist. Hundreds, at best. Either way. What if it works? Four digits? Then we can't move. We're not the only ones. The white fox won't move either. Starling coal may work, but starling coal is now zero enough to do something on the back streets, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"If you move, can you prevent it?

It was an answer that was somewhat in the expected range, but Zhu Tang did not back down with it.

"Please... na"

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Conceiving a little, Decaying Rope returns an ambiguous answer.

"My guess, the patriarch is just past the bearer of life - it would be overlife. That's step two too... with superior power, dude. There are some of us who can call it having too many lives, but none of them deserve the upper hand, unfortunately. If we mobilize all of us, we might be able to do something about it, but we also make sacrifices. Our honorable sacrifice of living as much as we can alone, and a sacrifice that doesn't matter about the triple or quadruple digits of our lives that we can't help but sweep and throw away. It's not very good, but it's not a match. If you sprinkle the life of a decaying rope on something like that, you're in trouble when it's real, right? Huh?"

"How can you be sure that sacrifice will be done to that extent if it will not be a crisis of national survival?

"You want to defend human life, to the extent that you want to defend the order at hand. Otherwise, it's for the Ments? This way, I'm looking at the big picture. One or two shots of terrorism, let him do it. Huh?"

"It's not the answer. Why do you say that sacrifices can only be made in small numbers?"

Decaying ropes deliberately sigh loudly at the eating Zhu Tang.

"If you're planning a national overthrow class, you'll make the right move. To the point of doing a crazy religion and beating them up, can you do that? You can't, can you? It's a mystery why this patriarch and I are doing this. He's a mighty powerful man, but he's doing a great deal of crap. If he had the ambition or the impulse to destroy it, that would be enough to destroy the country. If that happens, we'll prevent it. We're not the only ones. The owners of many extraordinary powers lurking in this country, and even the overlife, are not silent."

"But now you will remain silent."

To Zhu Tang's words, Decaying Rope took an even bigger sigh and struck his tongue even more.

"You're persistent. What you're trying to do is, you know, plainly put, it's like trying to get an army out to catch the fucking mud. We're not as good as the Ministry of Defense."

"If human life helps, you won't mind."

"That's a fever I don't think the undersecretary said. I don't hate that kind of thing."

Spilling a smile, the decaying rope rose.

"Anyway, the decaying rope doesn't move. Well... what, I'm interested in a lot of things. But I'll cover it. It could be a big case with a name in history, but it wouldn't be a big deal as the number of lives lost. Even if the dumb public makes a scene about whether it's flashy or not, regardless of the annual number of deaths and suicides in traffic accidents, decaying rope can't be put on top of that. When you should, you have to meet the right person. Now if you'll excuse me."

When he silently dropped off the decaying rope leaving the room, Zhu Tang turned into a dazzling face only for a moment, but slapped his cheek lightly with both hands, putting a drink into his nearly rotten self.

(Do we have to entrust it to them? No, you mean they deserve it. I doubt how many police officers can deal with the other person that even decaying rope is dangerous)

Zhu Tang also knew that police aspirations were moving independently, even if the upper levels of the police department and police department were brainwashed.

I don't fully believe in Decaying Rope's words, but if it's not enough for the Ministry of Defense to put out, I've never crossed it. Although it is a liberal matter that many politicians and senior officials are brainwashed, Zhu Tang has thus far moved as far as he can move, whether legal or illegal, with arbitrariness by pure justice.

(That's all I can do. This is the best way to move without understanding, both inside and outside. We'll have to keep an eye on him later)

Though he told himself that he had done all he could, Zhu Tang decided to pull his hands off the matter, with the thought of being pulled behind his hair.

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