Soichiro Mizuno put down the phone in his hand and continued to look at the 'hard work' of his friends and friends.

Hu Peng Gouyou squatted in front of the door, holding tools in both hands to operate the door lock. Just by looking at the posture, he knew that he was a professional who is good at this.

"Who are you calling?"

"A friend, how is it, can't you open it?"

The guy who opened the lock wiped the sweat from his forehead and palms: "It's not very difficult to unlock, it's not an advanced high-end lock, just give me a little more time."

"Your lock-picking skills have regressed. Didn't you claim that Tokyo didn't have any locks that could stun you?"

"Now and then, and why do you have to let me unlock the house when you go to your son's house?"

"Hey, the situation is special, you continue to open the door, I'll see if there is any other way to get in."

Mizuno Soichiro turned around the rental house for half a circle and his eyes lit up. There are several places behind the house where he can take advantage of his strength. As long as he jumps with a little force, he can jump to the balcony, and then he may be able to open the floor-to-ceiling windows on the balcony. .

But after all, he is no longer young, and his skills have deteriorated a lot in all aspects. Just when Mizuno Soichiro was hesitating whether to let go, there were cheers from friends at the door.

"opened!"

Soichiro Mizuno, who was still thinking about jumping over, immediately gave up the rash idea.

"That's really yours, and the unlocking speed is the same as it was in the past."

Mizuno Soichiro patted his friend on the shoulder, and the two smiled at each other, as if returning to their youth when they were wandering around and committing crimes.

Just looking at the entrance, the two of them couldn't help shaking their shoulders and shivered.

There is an ink tiger hanging in the depths of the entrance. Although it is only a painting, it is frightening, as if the tiger will pop out of the painting at any time.

Especially those fierce eyes, I felt that the tiger was staring at me in a trance.

"Why is it suddenly cold?"

"Imagination... But this painting is very powerful, and it will definitely sell for a lot of money."

"What are you talking about, do you want to steal something again? Don't forget the purpose of our visit this time."

The two walked into the entrance with a smile. They were not trying to steal someone's house this time. They wanted to be decent people, and they would be the elders of Dongdasheng in the future.

However, as Mizuno's father and uncle, eating and drinking at home should not be a big problem.

It was just that the two of them had just stepped into the entrance, and the sky outside the door suddenly became dark, and even the entrance corridor was affected, from bright to dim in an instant, the dim and cramped space became thick, and the deep inside Stuck in the quagmire.

And all of this is because of the painting on the wall. When the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme, the ink tiger suddenly moved. It first swirled on the painting paper like a vortex, and then suddenly blasted out.

First the tiger's head sticks out, then the tiger's claws and half its body.

"Roar!!"

The roar of the beast rushed to the face, and the blood basin rushed to the door with a big mouth, and the complacent expression solidified in this second.

"Roar!!!"

"what sound?"

My grandson slammed into the roadside with an emergency brake. Before the car came to a complete stop, he immediately opened the door and jumped out. After receiving the call, he rushed to the security room. I didn't know how many traffic lights were passed along the way. The plot is definitely going to go to prison for a while.

Not only was my grandson Ziliang in the car, but there were also several team members assigned by the Office of Occults. My grandson Tzu-liang successfully lurked for many days, and finally confirmed the identity of a supernatural person. Although there is no doubt that most of the credit goes to Shimishima Kiyomi, but he also worked hard.

A tiger roar resounded halfway down the street, and my grandson Liang followed the sound to look at the location of Mizuno's residence in the data, and his heart tightened.

Mizuno Sora is now being dealt with by Shiroshima Kiyomi, but since he is an extraordinary person, his old lair cannot be viewed with ordinary people's eyes, and it is no exaggeration to say a dragon pond tiger den.

Who knows if there are some terrifying monsters waiting in Mizuno's house, just like the dragon guarding the treasure in the story, even the Office of Supernatural has never planned to break into Mizuno's empty house.

But Soichiro Mizuno's **** finally got a big deal!

"You guys drive your car under the mansion and wait. I'll go upstairs first. If something goes wrong, I'll run with you!" My grandson Liang gritted his teeth, stared back at him and ran towards the apartment, "Remember, it's with me. Run with me, don't leave me behind."

The other residents in the apartment were also frightened by this long whistle. Although they had never heard the howling of a tiger in reality, the frequent occurrence of supernatural events in Tokyo had already set alarm bells in their hearts, and they might have been born again.

For the sake of your own life, don't go out and look around curiously.

"Mad, what a fool, what a fool." My grandson Liang scolded as he ran quickly, and he shouldn't have contacted Soichiro Mizuno.

Back then, my grandson Ziliang was also a member of the track and field club in high school, and he was also a good player in sports, but he neglected to exercise after work and his body became deformed.

He ran upstairs in one breath, standing in front of Mizuno's room with a slight cramp in his calf.

A corpse, a corpse was standing at the door, the death was tragic, it was broken in the middle, and a small half of the body was bitten off.

Moreover, the floor and walls of the entrance hall were smeared with black ink in a mess, and the strong smell of ink made my grandson Liang frown.

My grandson Ryo cannot identify the true identity of this corpse, but it will definitely not be Soichiro Mizuno. Even if that guy turns to ashes, he still has a strong stench that cannot be evaporated. Soichiro Mizuno is a broom star. Killed a life.

"This is... what kind of taboo is triggered? As expected of the extraordinary, the extraordinary majesty cannot be touched." My grandson Ziliang just sighed slightly at the ruthless arrangement of the extraordinary backhand, and his eyes immediately turned to the entrance.

At the end of the entrance hangs a large piece of white paper, which is blank, not to mention paintings, even without stains.

The strange scene, a corpse, a piece of white paper, where did the terrifying roar come from.

"Brother Inu, brother Inu, you really are here, you are my eldest brother!" Suddenly a cry for help came from the room, "Hurry up and save me, brother Inu."

It's Soichiro Mizuno, this guy isn't dead yet?

My grandson Tzu-liang was surprised, he wished that this guy died due to an accident, but he didn't expect this reckless action to cost a life in vain, and this guy seemed to be alive and well.

Could it really be that good people don't live long, and scourges are left for thousands of years?

However, the corpse on the ground that can be mixed with Mizuno Soichiro is probably not a good bird before his death.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

My grandson Liang reached into his arms and held the pistol. His steps were easy and his body was agile, and he was a first-class infiltrating investigator.

Isn't there often such a scene in horror movies, where the victims who have turned into ghosts act as tigers and cry to attract comrades to come and destroy them in one breath.

My grandson Tzu-liang would not make such a low-level mistake.

The scene in the room gave my grandson a sigh of relief, the scene didn't get out of hand, at least it looked normal.

I saw Soichiro leaning against the cabinet covered in blood, his twisted face full of fear, especially his eyes, which were shaking violently.

The cupboard behind him was knocked open by him, and he held the bottles and jars in front of him for self-defense, but what role did these bottles and jars have in the face of real danger? Hit it to interfere with the enemy's attention?

"What happened?" The gun in my grandson Liang's arms was aimed at Soichiro Mizuno's position through the suit. As long as there was something wrong with this guy, the gun would mercilessly shoot bullets to teach Soichiro Mizuno how to behave.

"Tiger, there is a tiger rushing out of the painting!"

My grandson Liang turned his head to look at the hanging white paper. There was no tiger on the blank piece of paper. As for the saying that the tiger rushed out of the painting to kill... how could it sound so familiar.

It seems that the black angel also has the same move? My grandson Tzu-liang's secret level can read a little bit about Black Angel's fighting methods, of course, too classified information is still out of his reach.

The description of this move in the official archives is not very dangerous, and it is useless against armored units. Even ordinary soldiers are not incapable of fighting with a rifle, but the power drawn by these The monster is indeed terrifying, very much like the legendary Huaguo Xianjia magic.

And the dead corpse at the door is indeed like being killed by this monster.

Soichiro Mizuno looked at my grandson Liang with hope like he was looking at the savior, and he didn't know where his trust in Inuyoung came from.

Anyway, Brother Inuyang has a lean atmosphere different from those of them. At first glance, he is a social elite, and there should be a way to solve the problem at hand.

Soichiro Mizuno asked in horror, "Brother Inuyo, what's going on, why are there these things in my son's room?"

My grandson Liang wished he could sack Soichiro, and the government wanted to find out what kind of monster your son was. How could a little intelligence agent like him come up with such a question.

But he is a civil servant of the Department of Occult, civilized investigation and civilized law enforcement, and he must not be so rude.

Seeing my grandson Liang's complicated expression, Mizuno Soichiro suspected that Inuyo-brother was doubting himself, and he quickly explained: "You must believe me, Inuyo-brother! There are really monsters in this house!"

My grandson pulled a smile on his face with difficulty, and comforted: "I believe in you, I believe in you, and you ask me... I don't know, and what about that tiger?"

"The tiger is gone...it turns into ink with a bang after killing someone!"

"Ink?" The black ink at the entrance turned out to be of this origin, so isn't it completely the same as the black angel's skill?

My grandson Tzu-liang had cold hairs all over his body. He didn't know how the negotiations between Shimishima Kiyomi's boss and Mizuno Sora were going on, but the worst thing might have happened, Mizuno Sora's identity was not Yuri Ruo's minister.

Sora Mizuno and the chaotic extraordinary events overlap, it is simply Lucia's nesting doll, one layer on top of another can never solve the mystery.

"Crackling!"

Just as the two of them were turning their heads, the glass on one side of the room was suddenly smashed open.

In the crackling sound, the glass fragments flew inward, and in the reflected colorful sunlight, a local dog rolled and leaped in the air.

"Go! Hulue!"

The native dog seemed to be spouting human words, and his eyes were full of killing intent when he looked at my grandson.

This is the third floor.

The window is about seven or eight meters above the ground, so this dog flew in from the window, either by jumping so high, or by itself flying... Anyway, it is definitely not an ordinary dog!

My grandson Liang subconsciously pulled out a pistol, but the last string of reason prevented him from pulling the trigger. If pulling the trigger turned into a forceful confrontation, the matter would be serious.

"Wang!"

Seeing the muzzle pointed at him, Xiao Q let out a frightened bark, and the gust of wind rose up like a wind blade and cut towards my grandson Liang.

Failing to dodge, the pistol was directly cut in half by the wind blade. The razor-sharp wind blade has excellent control and wipes my grandson's chin away.

"Ugh." Staring blankly at the broken pistol, the back of my grandson Liang's head exploded, and if Fengren moved forward a little further, he would die here. Accuracy is the difference between surgery and massacre.

Xiao Q didn't care about the rules that he was not allowed to appear holy in front of people. Sora Mizuno's emotions were about to explode. He just went out to play for a while, and strangers broke into the house, and he smelled the blood in the air. I am afraid there has been casualties.

Although he is an extraordinary dog, his job is only a watchdog. Feeling Mizuno's emotions, Xiao Q's tail is tightly clamped. If Mizuno gets angry, he may throw himself directly into the typhoon in the sky. The cruel Mizuno The devil can definitely do it.

"Wang Wang!"

Two unfamiliar intruders, but the aura on their bodies is correct, and the guy who was so scared that he wet his pants... The smell on his body is somewhat similar to Mizuno's, and the same is true in appearance.

The dog's head, which is not inferior to humans at all, is spinning rapidly, and Xiao Q has made up a lot of things in his brain.

It's messed up, it's messed up into a pot of porridge, it's time to let that stinky crow deal with it, its head is calmer and calmer, and it will definitely be able to sort it out.

"Ah!" My grandson Liang was still in fear, and Soichiro Mizuno was terrified. He leaned back with a scream, and the bottles and jars in the cupboard fell to the ground.

First, the companion was slaughtered by the tiger in the painting, and then a dog flew in through the window. Now, the good-looking brother Inu is also holding a pistol.

When is there such a mess around me, and what kind of horror character is Brother Inuyang?

"do not want!"

Xiao Q rolled up the air and rose from the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ wanted to lift all the bottles and cans, but it was too late, some glass bottles fell to the ground and smashed into pieces.

"Wang Wang Wang!!"

Xiao Q stepped back with a numb face, and it clearly saw that the jar that sealed the soul of Shi Long Dadou was also brutally murdered.

"Brother dog..." My grandson Liang subconsciously wanted to have a good relationship with the extraordinary dog, but the ink on the floor in front of him suddenly stirred.

【I am Shilong Dadou...】

The stirring stopped abruptly, leaving only unfinished words, but those words were enough.

My grandson Liang raised his head in amazement and met Xiao Q's confused eyes.

In the room, only Soichiro Mizuno screamed, "Wow, ah!"