present to the lord

Chapter 83 "Assassination Classroom" [4]

Japan is still peaceful, and the news and daily reports have not reported anything particularly interesting. However, Fan Haoran has gradually obtained the right to participate in cabinet meetings through a series of overt and covert means, and in the intercourse with the ministers, he threatened to buy off external interests in disguise. , whip and candy, even these people who have been in politics for decades have to compromise.

And the more rights obtained through such means can even be described in even more unbearable words. The cabinet even called this young man who has been in power in the political arena in just five months and has a lot of power as——

dark beast.

Greed, patience, swiftness, sharpness... and—

Blood, killing, and crazy eating.

Swallowing the defense forces in Hase Longchuan's hands, and restraining the guys from the main combat faction, Akari looked at him as if he didn't do anything, but in fact he had already tore open the belly of the prey with his own fangs, and ate bloody meat. Internal organs, turned into their own power to use.And secretly use the obtained power to wok more invisible information to restrain and please those he still needs to use.

His methods are very tough, but when it's time to be tactful, there is no one he can't please, no one can refuse the olive branch thrown by this young man, and the benefits attached to the olive branch.

In just five months, to be able to do this, his network has reached the point where he can directly decide the direction of the entire country.

And the price of these...

"Cough, cough, cough—!" The boy pressed the table with one hand, covered his lips with the other, bent over and drooped his neck, and coughed fiercely. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket cleanly, and before covering it, there was a more rapid coughing sound. Then he came to him, "Ah, cough, cough! Cough, cough——! Cough!"

There was blood dripping from the seam of the right finger covering his mouth. The bright red color and viscous liquid looked extraordinarily glaring.

Murakami, who was reporting at the side, was shocked, and immediately stepped forward to skillfully took out the handkerchief he was carrying with him to help wipe it off, and ran his hand along the back of the young boss, and the tight fit could immediately feel the young man's thinness.

Fan Haoran patted Murakami's hand away after panting, wiped his mouth, and threw the handkerchief aside. He glanced at the young man who was about to speak but stopped, and waved his hand: "Continue."

"Your conjecture is not wrong. The people over there have taken actions recently. The investment of funds is very huge. It seems that it is very safe. Everything was planned by a few members of the cabinet in private. There was no meeting and it passed you. "

"It seems that they took my things but didn't want to do anything for me." Fan Haoran clicked his tongue, "Since I bit a bone, whether I can swallow it without getting my teeth knocked out depends on my mood."

Murakami waited quietly.

"Send these two documents over." Fan Haoran threw the things over.

Murakami took it: "Yes." He couldn't help feeling a little pity for Jiro Baomu, an old man who wanted to take full control of Japan and wanted to stab a knife in the back.

Sure enough, after the information was delivered, the other party was strangely silent for two days, but Fan Haoran knew that Baomu Erlang ran and broke his legs in these two days, and finally compromised desolately on the third day.He released the news, saying that he was old, and although he wanted to create higher value for the country, he was unable to do so.

resigned.

This incident was followed by a long silence in the cabinet.

Who doesn't know that Baomu Erlang is a person who is greedy for power?Anyone who has dealt with him clearly understands that this man in his late [-]s is a disgusting and fearful guy like a jackal.

What this incident brought to the political arena was not calm, but more fear of a certain young man.

Before you know it, the summer vacation has come quietly.

The dazzling summer sun, the hot temperature, the indoor temperature is suitable, and the ventilation fan of the air conditioner has been turned on.

It was rare for Fan Haoran, who was not busy in various banquets and entertainments, to look at the parasol that Murakami handed over with twitching corners of his eyes.

"Hey, I'm not a delicate woman, Murakami, you are so unpleasant."

"I know exactly what your body looks like, please don't refuse." Regardless of his displeasure, Murakami put an umbrella on the boy's head. In just a few months, the boy has grown a lot, and he is already able to get along with him. He is a big man shoulder to shoulder.

"Do you know those people? They have been looking at you for a long time." Murakami said softly, looking at the boys and girls who have been staring at this side for a long time, their eyes are green enough to see their students at a glance identity of.

Fan Haoran naturally saw it.

It's the students in Class E of the third year, and there is another one I don't know, but Fan Haoran does have his information.

It's Horibe Camp.

As a transfer student, he sneaked into Class E to assassinate the teacher, and was called Xiaoying by Mr. Bai, that is, Liu Ze, who had been researching this drug.Hair can turn into tentacles like Mr. Kill, and Xiaoying should also be artificially manufactured, and it is in the fastest growing stage.

This child and Mr. Bai failed to assassinate and kill the teacher twice, but because it was not made for a long time, the ability is still growing.

Now being able to appear here with the students from class E of the third year, it seems that everyone gets along very well.

Yuma, the monitor of this class, came over. He glanced at Murakami who was holding an umbrella for Fan Haoran, paused, and said, "Students in Xianyuan, can we have a chat? We want to ask about killing the teacher and killing the teacher." things."

There are no polite words unique to the political arena, and the purpose and key points are explained directly, and the smile is bright enough.

Seeing such a smile, even Fan Haoran would feel slightly happier.

"Murakami, make time for all my upcoming trips."

Murakami was immediately surprised, and took a deep look at the group of students: "Yes."

All the students in class E of the third year looked at this boy who was already a bit taller in complex, standing in front of him felt unmatched.

When everyone was still working hard to kill Teacher Sha, and when they were still thinking about some trivial things, this person had already reached such a height.

It is his face that has always been pale and weak, and now there is no Japanese who does not know it.The high-frequency exposure, and the hot discussion caused by each exposure, followed by the public's admiration for this young man.

In just one semester, the gap is already worlds apart.

Knowing that the next conversation is not something that can be said in public, this place is not far from the boss's office, so he directly brought these 20 people to the meeting room.

"Sit." Fan Haoran sat down first, "Tell me, what do you want to know."

As soon as everyone heard it, they immediately asked questions in a hurry. For a while, many voices were mixed together, and it was really noisy.

He closed his eyes and sighed.

"Let me do it." The soft and soft voice that seemed to be the ambiguous sound of a feather scratching the heart, Akabane put one hand on the tabletop of the conference table, and smiled frivolously and softly with his chin propped up, "We want to know about killing the teacher. matter."

Hearing him asking such a definite question, Fan Haoran smiled coquettishly and recklessly: "Why do you think I would know about this kind of thing? You know, I only knew him for two months longer than you."

"Besides... even if you know it, what can you do? Just with you junior high school students, do you think you can compete with the army and technology of the entire country?" Fan Haoran's smile remained the same, but his pure black eyes that looked like whirlpools Exuding a cold air that was so sharp that it frightened everyone, "If you are overwhelmed, you will only become a dragger at a critical moment."

"This is Horibe Ying, right? Since you saw him, then according to your IQ, Akabane, you don't think that Liu Ze has no other trump card to restrain your killer. Group 'weakness' under control..." Fan Haoran showed a gloomy smile, "You can do whatever you want with that guy."

"I, we won't be the weak point!" Some retorted softly, already unwilling.

Akabane maintained a slight smile on his face, and was not irritated by it: "So, aren't we here to ask the ten students of the Xianyuan for advice~ The students of the Xianyuan told us straightforwardly that it is not good."

Fan Haoran unceremoniously looked at this person who was somewhat similar to him but was very different to a certain extent, chuckled in a low voice, and joked indescribably: "Well, I do have some relevant information."

Everyone immediately stared at him urgently, waiting for the next words from this classmate who has become able to make decisions about the country's important affairs.

"First of all, the moon being blown up has nothing to do with killing."

"What—?" Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment.

"Liu Ze, that's what you guys call Mr. Bai, he put a drug-injected mouse on the moon to cause this kind of thing. It's not so much that killing is a hidden danger that will destroy the earth. Liu Ze who made this drug is the one. The culprit." Fan Haoran sat there with a soft-legged look, but the words he said made the conference room with more than 20 people in it silent.

"Even if the killing is excluded, there will be a second, third... and countless more experimental subjects due to Yanagisawa's experiment."

"Wait! What does this mean!" Shiota Nagisa, as the CP of Akabane Industry, has always been gentle and silent, but at this moment he couldn't help standing up, "What does 'experimental' mean!"

He seemed overwhelmed by something that was on the horizon.

"Literally." Fan Haoran looked over, without any special expression, "Even if you kill a guy like that, he was captured by Liu Ze's plan, and he went through long-term drug torture, otherwise you think there are still people in this world who can say An octopus in human terms? Do you think this is a magical world?"

"The guy who can speak human language can only be human." He said, "He is the same as you, except for his appearance, there is no difference."

He will also develop feelings because of getting along, no matter whether his occupation is a killer or not, now he already has a human heart.

He also grieves from betrayal and becomes vulnerable from affection.