"Tsk, the reaction is very fast, are you hiding behind the cover?"

On the rooftop of the office building, when "No. 3" came back to his senses, the target named Sousuke Araki had completely disappeared from the sight of the scope.

For some reason, a sense of crisis of being watched, enveloped "No. 3", making his spine tingle for a while.

"No, he has no reason to see me, it must have been an illusion just now."

Always cautious, he gave up the plan to shoot through the bunker tentatively, put the firearm in the black slender suitcase without hesitation, turned and walked towards the side door of the rooftop.

As he walked in, "No. 3"'s face, as well as the exposed skin on his wrist, neck, face, etc., began to turn from white to black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When he entered the stairwell, except for his teeth and the whites of his eyes, "No. 3" was completely black, looking like the faceless villain in black among the detective schoolboys.

"Hmph, today's shot is just to say hello."

Carrying the black suitcase and putting the mask back on his face, he walked leisurely into the elevator on the top floor and pressed the button of the garage on the lower floor.

In the elevator, several social animals with pale faces and sparse hair came in one after another after working overtime.

"Why does this elevator smell so bad?"

"Maybe the person who was on board farted before, haha..."

In the same small elevator, they had never heard of the dark-skinned man in a mask and robe standing in the corner.

Even if the corners of their clothes are accidentally rubbed, their reaction is as if there is only air there.

This is exactly the effect of the "Black Fang Master's Power" mastered by "No. 3".

Lord Kurobo is a legendary monster who often appears in the Akita, Iwate, and Miyagi areas, with a dark body and a strange body odor.

This kind of monster often haunts in the middle of the night, licking the lips and absorbing the essence while the person is asleep.

Different from invisibility, with the characteristic of "presence that cannot be noticed by the eyes", no matter what kind of strange behavior or making any noise in front of people, as long as he doesn't make any actions that make the other party feel pain, he will be fine. will be automatically ignored.

"Too cautious, it seems that I am old."

The elevator came to the negative first floor, "No. 3" looked around the empty garage vigilantly, and laughed at himself.

I was shooting with a sniper rifle equipped with a silencer in a dense building complex two kilometers away...

Sousuke Araki, who looks like a gangster and has no military literacy, can't accurately judge his position based on the bullet points, and theoretically he can't rush over a distance of two kilometers in a short period of time.

Moreover, with his "divine power", even under his nose, as long as he doesn't take the initiative, it is difficult for even a powerful spirit remover to detect it.

The early retreat at this moment is just a habit developed in the ten years of his career as a killer after retiring from the Self-Defense Forces.

"It's really unpleasant! Tonight I have to go to a more beautiful girl, take a good sleep, and vent the fire..."

The more "fantastic things" are taken, the correspondingly distorted personality will occur.

Sitting in the stolen car in the parking lot, "No. 3" adjusted his breathing, took out his mobile phone and dialed a certain number.

"No. 3... I hope your next words will be worthy of my disturbed rest time..."

On the other end of the phone, there was a male voice that was not angry and arrogant.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President, it's really bothering you so late... This subordinate has just made a move as planned... But that kid is very evil and not someone that can be killed by ordinary means..."

"Number Three" immediately reported in a humble tone.

"Oh? Even the shot you shot yourself, which you were bound to get, was dodged?"

Hearing the report from his subordinates, the person on the other end of the phone was also silent for a moment.

"That kid is very evil... However, the subordinates found that even in the face of those business killers, he didn't mean to kill, but called the police to come and finish. This may be used..."

"Number Three" gritted his teeth and reported everything in detail.

As a professional killer with "magical power", facing this seemingly "layman" and a gangster-like target, he has already raised his spirits.

However, after several consecutive shots, they failed to get rid of the target for various reasons.

Needless to say, I also know that this will inevitably lead to the dissatisfaction of the president and affect his position in the church, and he must try to remedy it.

"Oh, according to you, is he the kind of idiot who is heroic and doesn't want to get his hands dirty... Looking at the data, I thought he would be a more vicious and brutal type..."

"Master President" pondered for a while, then sneered: "This hypocritical guy has too many weaknesses. As an expert, you should know what to do better than me..."

"Master President is right, as long as you find your weakness, there is no one who can't be killed in this world!"

"He seems to care about his companions, and I plan to..."

"Whoa!"

Before "No. 3" could finish speaking, a muscle-bound arm covered in tattoos smashed the window glass from the outside, and slammed his throat fiercely!

It was too late to react, and No. 3 was pulled out of the car under the friction of broken glass.

"Boom."

The "No. 3", who has been wandering between life and death for many years, has no chance to fight back, and was smashed into the sunken and deformed roof by the arm like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.

"Crack...knock..."

In the sound of bones shattering, it seemed that something else was also shattering together.

Severe pain began to spread from the abdomen towards "No. 3"'s body.

Ribs, humerus, femur...

With just this single blow, several fractures were broken on his body, and his limbs showed an unnatural twist.

"You... it's you..."

He tried his best to gather his distracted eyes, and "No. 3" could see clearly. The owner who grabbed the arm around his neck was the one who was in Toyama Park five minutes ago and escaped his sure-fire attack, Sousuke Araki!

At this moment ~lightnovelpub.net~ the other party stared blankly at him with a pair of fiendish eyes.

"No...impossible!!!"

In just five minutes, I descended from the top of Hakone and found myself with great precision...

Moreover, it is still under the circumstance that he has activated the "power of the black master"!

Ignoring the suffocation and the smell of blood in his throat, "No. 3" stared wide-eyed and looked at the man in front of him with a ferocious look and his veins bursting in horror, and asked the doubts in his heart: "...How did you find me? !"

He didn't have the childish idea of ​​"playing innocent".

Because, under the black and one gold, murderous eyes of the other party, it seems that any excuse and disguise are futile.

"I just said that I've been staring at people lately..."

There was also Sosuke Araki, who was slightly panting, and did not answer the other party's question, but only showed a grin on the corner of his mouth: "It turns out that these recent unfortunate events are all thanks to you cults."