Only I Follow the Law: An Unorthodox Tokyo Cultivation Routine

Chapter 131 Death's First Plan

Han Chuanyou kicked off the chair and slid it in front of her. He leaned forward, pinched her chin, and made her look into his eyes. The woman had a small, eye-catching mole at the corner of her eye, which added a unique charm to her.

The violent movement had slightly exposed half of his fair skin on the left side, and a black mole on it caught his eye a few more times.

People with many moles are probably also ambitious, that's true.

"Is this an intelligence and assassination agency?"

The pain in her abdomen made her frown slightly. Hamabe Umi gritted her teeth and said, "So what if it is? Death has come knocking, and you still don't know where you are?"

"That makes things easier."

Han Chuan slowly stood up and said leisurely.

"From now on, this place will be under my responsibility. You can choose to submit or die."

Hamabe Umiho stared blankly for a moment; this situation was completely unexpected.

Wasn't he here to take his own life?

"This isn't my decision; I'm just the person in charge here. The higher-ups—"

"Then there's no problem. All I want is you."

Han Chuanyou interrupted her abruptly, his spiritual power spreading out like an invisible tide, enveloping the woman before him. "So, what's your choice?"

When Hamabe Umi met his eyes, she suddenly felt a surge of heartfelt submission. It seemed that working for this infamous Grim Reaper wasn't such an unacceptable thing after all.

She swallowed hard, then finally lowered her head: "I—am willing to submit."

"Very good, the choice of a smart person."

Han Chuanyou smiled with satisfaction and placed his hand on the woman's head.

"Remember, from now on, you must obey all my orders unconditionally, even if it means your immediate death. Next, I will infuse you with so-called divine power."

What is the infusion of divine power?

Binbian Haihe looked bewildered.

No, you're already being subjected to unspoken rules right after they've submitted?

She briefly regained consciousness.

In all my years in the Dark Light Society, no one has ever dared to be so direct. This is simply outrageous.

Just then, a burst of golden light suddenly emanated from Han Chuan You's hand and entered the other party's sea of ​​consciousness, firmly imprinting the Tian Ce mark into Bin Bian Hai He's mind.

In an instant, Hamabe Umi felt a strange connection arise between her heart and the mysterious person in front of her, as if an invisible bond was connecting the two of them.

Her gaze softened, and her previously tense shoulders gradually relaxed.

If she had been forced to submit under mental pressure just now, she could no longer harbor any disloyalty towards the person in front of her.

"How do you feel?"

Han Chuanyou tried to channel a wisp of spiritual energy, sending it into the other person's body as a blessing.

In an instant, the lotus flowers by the sea emitted a faint blue glow.

"Lord Death, this!"

The sea lily by the shore was extremely surprised.

A surge of heat suddenly welled up inside me, as comfortable as the physiological relaxation that comes after wetting my pants. Combined with the snug feeling of my private parts being enveloped by that warmth, it made me feel relaxed from the inside out.

She clenched her fists, her whole body brimming with power.

I don't know about the others, but my strength has increased considerably compared to before.

Is this what they call divine power?! It's unbelievable.

"You'll keep this a secret, won't you?"

Han Chuanyou stared intently into her eyes, his body radiating an undeniable aura of power.

After her initial surprise, Hamabe Umika's eyes became submissive: "I will keep this secret for Lord Death, and I am even willing to give my life for it."

With such incredible abilities, is the person before me truly a god?

As the head of the Pain Society, Hamabe Umi was always dominated by rationality and never believed in the existence of gods. However, this scene that actually happened to her caused a turmoil in her worldview.

"That's good."

Han Chuan You withdrew his hand, quite satisfied with the result.

He preferred the current method to forcibly altering people's thinking and cognition using the Bewitching Illusionary God Scripture, transforming them beyond recognition.

He first used his mental power to briefly oppress them into submission, then used the Heavenly Strategy Spiritual Chapter to inscribe a mark on them. With the combination of the two, the subdued subordinates were not only loyal, but also retained their rationality and judgment, and were more humane. This was exactly the kind of subordinates he needed.

Next, Han Chuanyou issued her the first command.

"From now on, you must report any malicious organizations or incidents that occur in Tokyo to me. Also, monitor the Metropolitan Police Department and other forces' movements against me. Can you do that?"

"Yes, that's a piece of cake for me," Hamabe Umi nodded in agreement, then looked up again. "So, how do I contact the adults?"

"You only need to think about connecting with me in your heart, call my name, and I will know naturally."

Upon hearing this, Hamabe Umika silently murmured "Lord Death."

The next moment, Han Chuanyou answered in her mind, his voice clear, as if whispering in her ear, even though she didn't open her mouth.

"Understood?"

Han Chuan You asked.

"Understood."

Hamabe Umi looked at him with even more awe; this unconventional way of communicating had once again overturned her understanding.

"Go ahead and do it with confidence, I'll take full responsibility for all the consequences."

Han Chuan You thought for a moment.

This subordinate's occupational risk factor is a bit too high. We finally found someone usable, so we can't let him die easily.

I remembered that I still had a few amulets left from the previous acquisition.

A small wooden plaque appeared out of thin air in his hand, which he casually tossed over.

He accidentally tossed it into the crevice of her bosom, and it slipped down her neckline.

Before Hamabe Uika had recovered from the shock of him taking something out of thin air, she felt a chill on her chest. She quickly reached in and pulled the wooden plaque out, glanced at it, and then secretly glared at him to express her dissatisfaction.

Han Chuanyou pretended not to see it: "This thing can protect your life in a crisis, remember to keep it safe."

Binbian Haihe's expression changed, and the seemingly ordinary small wooden plaque in her hand suddenly became unfathomable in her eyes.

Han Chuanyou stood up from his chair: "That's all I need you to do for now. I won't interfere much with your usual actions, but you must do what I ask of you."

"Yes."

After giving the instructions, Han Chuanyou didn't linger and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Hamabe Umi looked at the spot where he had been standing, lost in thought for a long time.

In just a short while, he got beaten up and went from being the head of the Tokyo branch of the Dark Light Society to becoming a member of the Grim Reaper's faction.

She turned and walked to her desk, opened a drawer, and took out a pack of women's cigarettes.

She doesn't usually smoke, thinking it's bad for her skin, but at this moment, she suddenly wanted to light one.

The lighter flame flickered, she bent down to light it, gently put the thin filter tip to her lips, and took a sip.

Smoke slowly escaped from her lips. The overwhelming sense of power within her body had not yet dissipated. Amidst the swirling smoke at her fingertips, her gaze became somewhat complicated.

Despite her casual demeanor, she is ambitious at heart; otherwise, she wouldn't have taken over this place from her father.

Perhaps, her life will undergo a dramatic change after tonight —

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