SFS Chapter 152 I don't know why I wrote this chapter
Chapter 152 I don't know why I wrote this chapter
"Well, sir...please."
The butler brought Fang Wuwei back to the room, bowed slightly elegantly and gentlemanly, and pointed inside with one hand.
Outside, he could hear Missy and her friends playing and frolicking inside.
When the butler opened the door for Fang Wuwei, what he saw was not the harmonious and beautiful picture he had imagined.
It was a secret passage that he was very familiar with.
"Thank you for leading the way."
In horror, the butler turned around, only to find that they were not in the corridor he had imagined, but in the basement that was so familiar to him.
And in front of him was the password door that he had opened himself.
"......you!"
Without worrying about being alarmed, the butler quickly distanced himself from the man and leaned against the wall. At the same time, he immediately turned around and took out something from his waist.
But before he could take out the thing, the moment he turned around, everything in front of him was pitch black.
It was pitch dark, silent and terrifying. The only thing of a different color... was Fang Wuwei's evil right eye, which appeared scarlet in the darkness and glowed red.
Who is this person...?
The butler fell down, and what he was holding fell out - a pistol.
Fang Wuwei picked up the pistol and after careful inspection found that it was indeed a real gun... He sighed and shook his head.
It seems that there is indeed something in the Tushou family, something that cannot be seen by others.
He threw the gun away casually, and it collided with another gun on the ground, making a sound of metallic collision. Fang Wuwei folded his sunglasses, stuffed them in his trouser pocket, walked into the door opened by the butler, and disappeared into the darkness behind the door.
Behind him were countless bodyguards lying on the ground.
Using the Sharingan to clean up these mortals is extremely efficient, and the ordinary hypnosis of three magatama is enough to make them have a good sleep.
Behind the password door was a dead blackness, no lights, no light source.
If there is no light, create light.
“Light, please take care of me! Lead me out of the darkness and let me illuminate the world!”
The elves in the air began to come alive, emitting sweet laughter and exuding magical power for the supply party to use fearlessly.
A dazzling ball of light appeared from his hand, and continued to expand under Fang Wuwei's powerful magic. He raised it above his head, and then it instantly exploded into countless tiny balls of light, which scattered in all directions and covered the darkness.
The low-level lighting technique was now put to good use in Fang Wuwei's hands.
This allowed Fang Wuwei to see clearly the structure in the darkness. It was actually just a long corridor, empty inside with only some empty bookshelves, sandbags and other unclear things.
And the countless men in black hiding in it. Even the darkness and sunglasses could not hide the extremely shocked expressions on their faces.
It’s a pity that the Japanese can’t say “Fuck”.
After a brief moment of shock, the black-clad bodyguards knew they were definitely exposed. They had originally planned to launch a surprise attack, but now...
"What are you standing there for? Shoot!"
Countless men in black raised their guns and shot at Fang Wuwei, but they were not pistols, but rifles.
The speed of the shot was also extremely slow. Fang Wuwei saw it clearly. He reached out to grab it, but found that the feel was not right.
This is not a bullet.
Spread out your hand, and you will see a needle lying quietly inside, an anesthetic needle.
It seems that he is concerned about his identity and Toumori Sanae's feelings and doesn't want to really do anything to him.
Countless anesthetic needles shot towards him, but Fang Wuwei didn't even try to defend himself and walked straight to the deepest part of the corridor as if nothing happened.
The illumination magic lit the way ahead for him, and he saw there was another door there.
The anesthetic needle couldn't break his defense at all. Seeing this, the bodyguards could only rush forward and try to use their bodies to stop Fang Wuwei from moving forward...
But soon they all fell down.
Fang Wuwei just looked around and saw everyone falling down one after another, sliding to the ground and dying.
For mortals, supernatural powers are a complete dimensionality reduction attack. By applying multiple hypnosis spells in a short period of time, the opponent Wuwei only felt a little soreness in his eyes, and he recovered quickly.
He was the one who started the trouble in the first place...If you have to say it, this probably constitutes trespassing.
There was no way... The unknown and inexplicable fluctuations of magic were too weird. You know, in this world, the only family he had seen with some magic was the Ikenai family, not to mention that their family had absolutely nothing to do with magic.
What, you ask Morisummer? That doesn't count. She herself didn't even know she had created a branch of elven magic.
The bodyguards all fell to the ground without a sound. Just as Fang Wuwei was about to move forward, the room suddenly lit up.
Someone turned on the light.
"Guest... have you crossed the line of death?"
A familiar voice sounded from behind him, along with that familiar accent. Fang Wuwei turned around and saw Tu Shou's mother standing at the door, with the polite smile no longer on her face.
Fang Wuwei put away his lighting technique, and the countless light spots floating in the air instantly dissipated, turning into ownerless magic power that dissipated in the world. For a moment, the concentration of magic power in this place increased rapidly, but then decreased at a faster rate.
The elves absorbed the magic power and left with smiles on their faces.
Mother Tu Shou no longer looked like a kind lady at this moment. She walked into the corridor, calm and composed.
She was not sure whether she would be taken care of as well, but she still did it. This situation was not uncommon for her. Only by suppressing the opponent with momentum could she gain a chance of survival.
What's more, she believed that Sanae's friends would not do anything out of line.
"It seems that you are a professional death?"
Watching the magic just now, Tu Shou's mother leaned down to check the situation of the bodyguards lying on the ground. She found that these people were just fainted, and one of them was even snoring. She breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
"Madam, magic is very dangerous. If an ignorant person touches it by mistake, the consequences will be disastrous." Fang Wuwei put on his sunglasses again to cover his Sharingan. Information asymmetry can sometimes play a crucial role. "That's why I'm here, madam."
Toumori's mother lowered her head, as if she was in deep thought.
"Is this what you're befriending Sanae for?"
"No, I just stumbled upon it."
That’s right, even Sanae doesn’t know what’s going on at home.
Tu Shou's mother raised her head and looked at Fang Wuwei steadily. She understood that this man could not be stopped.
In that case, why not...
"Understood, guest, please follow me to death."
Tu Shou's mother walked around Fang Wuwei and took the lead in opening the door at the end of the corridor.
So decisive?
Looking at Tu Shou's mother who turned around and gestured to him, Fang Wuwei just raised his eyebrows and followed her.
Don’t ask why, people with great skills are bold.
To Fang Wuwei's surprise, there was an elevator behind the door.
Fang Wuwei had already sensed from the ripples that this house had a basement. He was looking for the way to the basement, and it seemed like this was it.
Walking into the elevator, Tu Shou's mother pressed the button silently, and Fang Wuwei also remained silent.
The elevator started to go down. It was only less than a minute, but it felt extremely long to Tushou's mother.
The moment the elevator door opened, something unexpected happened.
As soon as the elevator reached the basement and the door opened, a man rushed up.
The man held a ball of blazing fire in his right hand, and the flame took the shape of a blade, a fire knife. He rushed towards Fang Wuwei with the fire knife in his hand, still roaring.
Tu Shou's mother was frightened and took two steps back. The man raised the knife high and slashed at Fang Wuwei.
Fang Wuwei didn't even move. There were two reasons. First, this person's movements were too slow. He was really just a mortal. Second,... the power of this knife was the same to him. It was even less powerful than his blank fireball spell.
The knife stopped in front of Fang Wuwei's face, less than ten centimeters away from hitting his forehead.
The heat and light from the fire knife spread across Fang Wuwei's face, but he remained motionless.
"Why don't you avoid it?!"
The man looked surprised, he really had no intention of attacking Sanae's friend, his intention was just to scare him, but he never expected that he would not even try to hide.
"Because I'm not afraid."
Fang Wuwei, on the other hand, was quite calm, and his confidence made the man somewhat puzzled, yet also somewhat impressed.
"Why aren't you afraid?"
Fang Wuwei raised his hand and hit the fire knife with his arm at a speed that the man could not understand. The knife shattered instantly and turned into flames floating in the air. In just a blink of an eye, the flames went out and turned into violent magic power and dissipated.
"Not afraid, just not afraid."
The man was dumbfounded. He took two steps back, his body trembling slightly, with disbelief written all over his face.
However, Fang Wuwei set his target on the man's left hand, which held a purple crystal.
Magic, very powerful.
(I kind of regret it. Am I out of my mind or something? Why did I add this setting to the Toumori family...)