Zhao Tongzhi held her phone, the content in the message dialogue box leaving her somewhat bewildered. The previous message was "Little brother, it's your turn," and this one read, "Woman, who are you?"
Zhao Tongzhi fell silent for a moment, looking around. The person who lost the phone must be quite anxious, after all, this brand and model of phone was very expensive!
Whether it was natural absentmindedness or something else, Zhao Tongzhi didn't care about the incoming message. Or rather, she didn't even realize that the later message, "Woman, who are you?" was directed at her.
He Li, turning the street corner, held a bottle of mineral water in one hand and scooped up water with the other, splashing it on his face to wash off the greasepaint.
Xiao Lan squatted beside him, tilting his head and staring blankly at He Li. "Good heavens, the more he washes, the more smudged it gets, and the more smudged it gets, the more he washes. Master, are you sick?"
"You are a god, a supreme god. Can you have some divine pride, some noble divine character? Is it befitting a god to impersonate a clown and trick people?"
Xiao Lan slowly lowered his head, raising a paw to cover his eyes, unwilling to watch He Li.
He Li looked at Xiao Lan's expression, full of disdain, and snorted, "You foolish dog, you don't understand anything. This is a stratagem of 'transferring flowers and grafting trees,' uh... no, it should be 'diverting disaster to the east.'"
Xiao Lan lowered his paw and let out a soft whine, as if to say, "You are a god, yet instead of thinking about how to increase your divine power or kill other gods, you're playing with the Thirty-Six Stratagems. Is this proper?"
It was fortunate that Xiao Lan was loyal. If it were "Divine Art Chen Du," seeing the god he worshipped behave so ridiculously might have led him to follow Mo Lin instead.
He Li wiped his face, glanced back at the street engulfed in flames, and grinned, "Xiao Lan, let's go. It's time to go back to sleep. I hope the hotel we're staying at hasn't collapsed."
Meanwhile,
Zhao Tongzhi held the phone and sighed softly. Her body elongated, intending to fly to Tokyo Port. As soon as she took flight, an invisible slash, from who knew where, flew towards her at high speed.
Zhao Tongzhi's body abruptly stopped. She hovered in the air, turned around, and extended her hand, catching the incoming slash with just one hand. Then, she squeezed her fingers, crushing the slash.
She frowned, her slender eyes narrowing, a cold killing intent flashing within them. She scanned her surroundings but found no enemy attacking her.
She was somewhat confused. What was happening?
Just then, her phone vibrated again.
Zhao Tongzhi blinked, took out her phone from her pocket, and opened the interface. A message had arrived:
"Woman, I'll kill you first."
Zhao Tongzhi: "???"
She was dumbfounded. What did that mean?
Zhao Tongzhi's narrowed eyes slowly widened. She seemed to have a realization. This message was... for her?
This... this... this is so interesting!
Zhao Tongzhi smiled happily, as if she had found a fun toy.
Then,
She stood in the air, holding her phone, and with a delighted expression... replied to the message.
She actually replied!
"Okay, come and kill me, see if you can kill me."
"Who are you? Are you a demon?"
Ding ding ding... (Video call request)
Zhao Tongzhi was also shocked, or rather... a bit dim-witted. Even He Li, the lunatic, didn't dare to reply to the message, yet she replied, and even initiated a video chat request, expressing a strong desire to video chat with the other party.
Perhaps the other party was also bewildered. After killing so many people, except for the previous man who wasn't successfully killed, this woman actually wanted to video chat with him.
Is she crazy!
The other party rejected...
Seeing that the other party on the phone had rejected the video chat, Zhao Tongzhi was very displeased, pouting her lips. She turned and flew towards Tokyo Port. As she flew away, she casually crushed another incoming attack.
On the rooftop of a skyscraper in Tokyo Port, a man and a woman stood. The woman was very tall, and the man was slightly shorter than the woman.
"I don't want to see that cheap woman who likes to pretend to be harmless and acts cutesy in a disgusting way," Jin Rong said, stroking his stubble and sneering. He glanced deeply at Zhao Tongzhi, who was rapidly flying in the distance. He stepped back and leaped away.
Susan was somewhat speechless. "If you don't want to see her, I don't want to see her either."
But,
Zhao Tongzhi had already arrived at Tokyo Port.
Susan gazed at Zhao Tongzhi in the sky, walking down step by step as if descending stairs, treading on the void. She was slender, not even reaching 1.6 meters, but within this frail body resided the strongest power of the entire Hunter team.
She wore a neat dark blue suit and had dyed her long hair dark brown. Despite being very young, she carried the authority of the Hunter team leader. She wore high heels.
Yes, Zhao Tongzhi was trying to appear mature. She believed that having long hair, dyeing and perming it, and wearing a women's suit and high heels, like Susan, made one a mature woman.
But she forgot her petite stature and her somewhat childish face. No matter how she tried to appear mature, she looked like a schoolgirl.
Susan narrowed her eyes and said indifferently, "You could have just sent someone else. Why did you have to come yourself?" Her tone was very plain, and her voice was not loud. The literal meaning of her words was that she cared about Zhao Tongzhi and that it wasn't necessary for her to make the trip personally.
However, in such an indifferent tone, it didn't sound very friendly at all.
Zhao Tongzhi didn't mind. She landed in front of Susan and looked up at her. She was less than 1.6 meters tall, but Susan was over 1.9 meters, half a head taller than He Li.
In terms of height and build, Susan had a complete advantage.
"It's fine. Everyone has missions, and I was idle, so I came over."
Zhao Tongzhi tilted her head up and winked playfully at Susan. It had to be said, Zhao Tongzhi was quite cute.
But in Susan's eyes, Zhao Tongzhi was a pretentious, venomous woman. Susan inwardly scoffed, but her face showed no expression, neither respect nor disdain. She raised her hand and gestured towards the cargo ship at the port, saying, "Is it about that 'God-Slaying Nuclear Bomb'?"
"Sort of. I'm also very worried about you two. Oh? Where's Jin Rong?" Zhao Tongzhi leaned forward, looking behind Susan.
"He's guarding the cargo ship."
"Alright." Zhao Tongzhi lowered her head, fiddling with her phone. She initiated a voice call with the other party. "Since you rejected the video call, how about voice? I'll try."
As expected,
The other party rejected...
Zhao Tongzhi sighed, looking very disappointed. She raised her left hand and flicked her finger towards the empty space beside her, shattering the incoming attack. Then, she looked at the cargo ship at the port.
She casually said to Susan, "This 'God-Slaying Nuclear Bomb' is for slaying gods."
Susan frowned, her expression finally changing. There was surprise and unease. She asked, "You mean... there are gods in Tokyo?"
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