Chapter III Service Overtime
In a dark alley, the boy and Komaba Ride confront each other. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ ο½ο½fo
Looking at Komaba's overly large body, the boy muttered.
ββ¦β¦ Clockwork bandages?"
"That's what you found. β
Komaba didn't make any footsteps, measuring the distance between him and the boy little by little.
"Actually, I ...... In order to protect the six ligaments of the knee, the leg muscles that connect the thigh bone, tibia, and fibula are strengthened from the outside. In addition, there is an iron plate on the sole to protect the foot...... Ultrasonic elastic military special adhesive tape...... It took a lot of work to get it. β
"Not only that, although I am a little complacent, but if I don't put a special military tape on my body to strengthen it, I will be killed instantly. β
"Well, to ensure the balance of the body in high-speed movements...... That is, the part of the movement performance of the drive armor is extracted to make it independent. If you want to kill me, you should prepare heavy weapons for armored weapons......"
"Is it really good to say so much before the fight?"
Pillars of fire with a diameter of two meters melted the walls on both sides and struck Komaba.
"Don't scare me......"
Didn't hit.
Koma has jumped seven meters above.
On part of the wall of the second floor, an iron rod that was used to install signboards or outdoor units for air conditioners sticks out of the wall, and Komaba steps on it.
With this sound, the iron rod was kicked off, and it was killed at high speed towards the boy's position.
"It's too slow. β
With a wave of the young man's right hand, the high-speed iron rod was instantly evaporated by the giant sword made of flames.
"I'll do it for real, too. β
As if to remind the other party, the boy folded his hands the moment he landed on the pony, and then pressed them to the ground.
A flash of blue lightning flashed.
βοΌοΌοΌβ
"Be careful. β
Boom ββββββ!!!!
Countless stone cones rose from the ground, engulfing the figure of Komaba in an instant.
All was silenced.
ββ¦β¦ Did you run? β
Well, that's fine.
Pressing to the ground again, the boy restored the alley to its original state.
"βNext, it's finally time to buy coffee. β
Although there is still something to do.
Picking up the phone on the ground, the teenager who looked at the screen thought so.
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An easy win in under ten minutes.
And the actual time to use the power is less than thirty seconds.
"Okay, okay, where is the legendary Komaba Ride? β
One party reached down to his neck to turn off the electrode switch and began to look around. After confirming that there was no sign of the enemy, he began to walk deeper into the alley.
Although the storm swept everything, just over 100 meters away, there was a scene of rusty metal garbage scattered everywhere, and the sky overhead was covered with plastic sheeting.
One side stopped and leaned on crutches.
The blasting of the closing bid, which should have sounded in the distance, stopped.
"Well, it's been over. It's so annoying, I'm going to work overtime alone. β
Fang Tong shook his head helplessly, and at this time----
"So...... Shall I let you rest?"
Suddenly, a voice came to his ears.
Not far from the narrow alley was a building within a building, a huge forest of iron frames----, and on the fourth floor, a tall man who looked like a gorilla stood.
The tall man's tone of voice was very flat, like a repeater.
"One side passes...... Is there really a celebrity...... Looks like I should give up my money and run away......"
"So you're Komaba Ridder. β
One side of the passage looked up at the building.
"I'll just ask you why, what is your reason for carrying out this plan?"
"Although it was originally a personal vendetta, I am also the leader anyway - and the reason for the skillout to attack the capable ...... You won't find it interesting to listen to it. β
"Ha, listen to your tone, you really want to wait for the chaos in the city to carry out an indiscriminate attack?"
"Isn't it indiscriminate...... It's up to me to choose ...... target."
"You're so relaxed, do you know where you're going?"
"I'll give you this sentence as it is, do you still think you're the most powerful?"
Faced with Komaba's sarcastic rhetorical question, Fang Tong answered without thinking.
"yes, what's wrong?"
ββ¦β¦ Sure enough, the same people are almost the same, your tone reminds me of a person. β
"Really? That was a disaster. β
So. One party passes his hand to the electrode switch around his neck.
"βYou can die. β
"After all, confronting monsters like you is already a common occurrence for our skillouts. β
The battle begins.
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Ten minutes later.
The boy arrived at the recovery site on time.
The unscathed side of the passage stood there.
"Yo, hard work. β
Would you like coffee?" the boy shook the jar in his hand. But one side waved his hand and refused.
"Then go home. β
"Nope. β
Fang Tong said.
"I'll go back by myself, you can just pick up the bid. β
"Oh, then you'll talk to the client later. By the wayβ"
The boy threw out a cell phone.
One party catches the phone and looks at the phone screen.
In the standby screen above, there is a girl in the elementary school grade who is smiling.
This is the only thing that people in this world who no longer exist want to protect.
For this, the powerless Komaba Rider can stand opposite the strongest without fear.
ββ¦β¦β¦β¦β
One party searched the phone wordlessly and found several phone numbers.
The other category of registration is the incapacitated person who attacks and must be aware of it.
"Then again, I don't know exactly what happened between him and my brother. β
"If you want to ask, you can ask inside. Anyway, the dead piece of meat won't answer any of your questions. β
"So, what do you think of the result of this dead piece of meat?"
Whew, one side slurred his tongue. Then asked:
"How many people are left?"
"One person, I heard that he is still a young master. β
"Yes. β
"Where are you going?"
"Overtime. β
He looked at the scenery that had nothing to do with the streets and alleys and skillouts.
Then he said weakly:
"Overtime. Service overtime. β
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Yue Yong Xiaomeng, a female teacher who looks like she is only in her early twenties, and Huang Quanchuan Aisui, a middle-aged ** physical education teacher with excellent demeanor, walked side by side in the corridor, and the lunch break is about to end.
Huang Quanchuan casually swayed the black hair tied behind his head.
"Speaking of Fog Hill, Teacher Yueyong, you seem to have taken in a new runaway girl, right?
"Well, I'm a little lonely after Ji Shen entered the school dormitory, but it's fine after I move in. She seems to have had something going on at the Fog Hill Academy, so I've decided to wait until she wants to hear it herself. Jiebiao is different from Ji Shen, and he doesn't know how to do housework, but now he's studying!"
Huang Quanchuan honestly let out a sigh.
"The man in my house was very affectionate, and he left in a hurry, not even leaving a note. I just sent a note from the Long Point Upper Machine Academy this morning and told me to transfer it there. I'm probably resting in the dormitory over there. β
"Well, yes? But Orange (the boy) isn't there, so it shouldn't be so lonely. β
"It's not a question of loneliness, is it...... It's also a headache for a child.,Not to mention anything else, it's an instinctive refusal to go to school.,Obviously often holding a book at home.γ I don't know if it's any psychological trauma. β
"For example, if you need help, feel free to call me!"
"What the hell are you excited about......"
The two of them said without saying a word, and came to the front of their class separately - Teacher Xiaomeng and Teacher Huang Quanchuan were only separated by a wall.
Despite being in the same grade, the atmosphere of the two teachers is completely different. Five minutes before the end of the lunch break, the students at Huang Quanchuan had prepared their history textbooks for the next class, and the remaining five minutes were used by the students to exchange exercises. Although this has nothing to do with Huang Quanchuan, who teaches physical education, the history teacher will probably be so happy that he will cry in his heart.
In contrast, Teacher Xiaomeng's classroom is-
"It's decided! We're going to eat spicy hot pot tonight!"
The cheers came and went, just like in stoppage time in a soccer match, and the deafening sound almost knocked Ms. Moe to the ground, and the windows in the hallway began to creak.
Teacher Xiaomeng staggered to her feet.
"Wow, wow, Wow, Wow,
I saw Teacher Xiaomeng enter her teacher in a panic.
Teacher Huang Quanchuan stood in the back and watched, muttering:
ββ¦.... It's good, it's all this kind of mess. β