My Avatar is Becoming the Ultimate BOSS-Chapter 157 - 120: Storm, Tokyo, Bloody Auction (Part 5)

"The situation is really chaotic... I need to get to the scene before my number two machine beats Su Zimai half to death."

The streets somewhere in Tokyo were drenched in heavy rain, with not a soul in sight. Only a black Maybach was incongruously parked along the roadside, braving the storm.

Inside the Maybach, Black Cocoon retracted his legs from the front windshield, sighed, and slowly got up from the seat.

He opened the car door with a restraint belt, and cold rain immediately rushed in, the downpour passed through cables and countless neon signs, battering every inch of the restraint belt wrapped around him.

The rain-soaked Tokyo was damp, cramped, and heavy.

Black Cocoon slowly lifted his head, using the restraint belt to bind the traffic lights above his head, while distributing the restraint belt across his whole body, his slender form sliding through the rain curtain like a swift, accurately landing atop the light box.

He crouched like a cat above the traffic lights, raising his head to gaze far away at the Yugong Building shrouded in rain.

"I can’t intervene in the Mirror World over there; my brother and Li Qingping will have to manage on their own. If Old Ghost Clock arrives in time, he might be able to give them a hand; should that boss who’s asleep wake up, it should save their lives."

Thinking this, Black Cocoon used the restraint belt to bind the advertisement board ahead that was changing colors between red and blue.

With a tap of his feet on the traffic lights, he leaped upward, like a black bird threading through the rain-torn neon, soon lost amid Tokyo’s skyline.

As if swallowed whole by this relentless downpour.

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Meanwhile, on the fifth floor of the Yugong Building, inside the reality auction house.

Bloodline slightly raised her exquisite eyebrows, lifting her crimson eyes from the pile of corpses, glancing briefly at the entrance where Ke Qirui stood, then at Lin Zhengquan.

She curled her lips in a grin, turning to Xia Pingzhou, saying with interest, "Finally, some worthwhile opponents after dealing with those little ones, or I’d regret coming along with the newbies to play."

At this moment, Xia Pingzhou was having a silent eye-lock with Ke Qirui from afar.

The former’s gaze was so cold it seemed icy, the latter’s eyes appeared to carry a hint of persuasion.

In fact, in Ke Qirui’s plan, she thought that as long as she managed to take the two quasi-calamity members away from the scene, she could create an opportunity for Xia Pingzhou to escape the White Crow Travel Brigade;

Of course... Even if Xia Pingzhou decided not to seize the chance to leave the brigade, but chose instead to remain undercover, it wouldn’t affect much. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Because aside from Xia Pingzhou, the members left at the reality auction house were, in fact, only Lan Duoduo. With Xu Sanyan and Lin Zhengquan’s abilities, dealing with a lone member was more than sufficient.

Thinking of this, Ke Qirui moved forward, expressionless, as she instructed the trio behind her:

"Next, I will hold off these two quasi-calamity members. Sanyan, Zhengquan, you two subdue the remaining two members. I can’t take care of things outside the film curtain, so protect Maimai at all costs. Her safety is the top priority, and if overwhelmed, retreat from the auction house immediately."

After finishing, Ke Qirui looked through the retro-style one-sided mirror, glancing at Bloodline and Ayase Origami from afar.

The moment her gaze locked onto them, a peculiar light flashed across the mirror surface.

The next moment, Ayase Origami and Bloodline both widened their eyes slightly, only to see a black-and-white curtain suddenly form behind them.

They abruptly turned back, an irresistible force pulling them into the film curtain.

Following this, the auction house’s two film curtains vanished simultaneously.

In their place, a dark curtain appeared right in front of Ke Qirui.

She glanced at the figures inside the film curtain, then turned to Su Zimai with a composed smile: "Take care of my hat."

Having said that, Ke Qirui stepped into the film curtain.

Bloodline opened her eyes again, reflected within was a long street in black and white.

At this moment, she and Ayase Origami were standing beneath a black moon. The black street lamps and the black moonlight shone down, enveloping their bodies. The long street, hued in a monochromatic gradient, made people feel as if they were in the world’s most solitary abyss.

"Whoa... What is this place?"

Bloodline widened her eyes with curiosity, like a hundred-year-old girl, glancing around.

She then slowly turned her head, looking at Ke Qirui not far away, grinned quietly, murmuring softly: "Oh... the exorcist the captain mentioned before, I remember now, the holders of the Train Demon and Movie Demon."

"Ke Qirui, that’s my name."

Ke Qirui introduced herself.

Saying that, she instinctively lowered her hat brim, only to recall her rustic hat was now on Su Zimai’s head, so she shook her head, and her graphite-black, lustrous hair gently swayed in the air.

This was a world as silent as a mime, where no sound could be heard from anywhere, leaving only the faint noises from the shadows of three human figures, and no matter how low a voice they spoke with, it reverberated strikingly.

Ayase Origami kept silent, seemingly recalling number 12 was still outside; her empty eyes turned cold instantly.

Most of her sheets remained in the auction house, leaving only the spare ones inside her kimono, along with a notebook — one she used to play Gomoku with Xia Pingzhou.

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