In the dark alleys, teenagers with colorful and green hair talk about the future. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

If you look at it from the outside world, bad teenagers are often associated with poor grades and school violence, but in this school city, it is completely reversed from the cause and effect of the outside world.

As a by-product of the value of putting ability first, the bad people here do not have bad grades because they are bad, but because they are poor grades, they are often at a disadvantage when they conflict with those who are highly talented. Not living in the city as a waste wood student, but being bad is probably the only rebellion they can make against the city.

This is the current situation of delinquent teenagers in the school city.。

But,Even for the lowest level of the school city,,They still have their own ideals.,For example, the hamamian who is squatting in the corner and picking his nose boredly.,I dream of being able to become boyfriend and girlfriend with the bunny girl sister of [self-regulation].

Hurried footsteps came from far and near, and soon, a petite figure appeared at the entrance of the alley, she was wearing a dark red tracksuit, a peaked cap, and an anxious expression.

"Yo, come out so late—" The yellow-haired man who was sitting at the entrance of the alley smirked and threw her legs against the wall on the other side, and before she could finish speaking, the girl in the tracksuit had already scurried over him, and continued to run away as if no one was around, as if something terrible was chasing her from behind, passing by the shore.

"Bastard, bastard, dare to look down on people!" The shore that happened to be squatting on the girl's forward route grabbed the other party's calf, "If no one else runs to our territory, and doesn't say hello and rushes around like this, are you looking down on our skillout?" ”

The unbalanced girl almost fell, and the bad guys on the side also surrounded them with fierce eyes, and these hormone-driven bad guys also had a certain degree of violence in their hands, as the name skillout suggests, the ultimate purpose of the bad guys' organization was to take revenge on those who stood at the top of the pyramid - that is, their bad powers, and successfully carried out several attacks on the ables.

"Wait." Hamame suddenly raised his hand, and the bad guys looked a little unhappy, but they still stopped approaching. As a close confidant of the boss Komaba Ride, he still has a lot of status in this group of bad people.

"I said, little sister, don't you think it's dangerous to run around in the middle of the night?" Hamamian scratched his chest lazily and said in a nonchalant tone, "But with such a flat figure and wearing that kind of disgusting sportswear, even if it's a takeaway, it's a little too disrespectful, right?" As long as you apologize, we-"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the girl lower her head and sighed.

"For your safety and mine's safety, I advise you to get out of the way as soon as possible."

"What if not? You're going to cry and call the Discipline Commissioner, right? The red-haired man on the side took over the conversation, followed by a burst of laughter, "You don't have to worry about our safety, but yours-"

"Soon you won't be able to laugh...... Well, I'll leave it to you after that! ”

The shore that was pinching the girl's slender ankle suddenly felt the scene in front of him flash, and it had appeared dozens of meters away.

"Space-space-capable?" Hamame exclaimed, he realized what was happening in an instant, but he still subconsciously grabbed the other party's ankle, "How dare you fool us!" I'll let you see how good we are! ”

Hamame instantly realized that the girl had teleported him with him because she couldn't do it, not because she didn't want to.

"Let go, idiot! Is your awesome just holding someone else's leg and not letting go! The girl who was dragged back kicked him twice in the face, but this weak attack had no effect on the shore that had been crawling in the streets for many years, but he took the opportunity to grab the other calf and tripped to the ground, and the bad guys in the distance approached with steel pipes and fruit knives.

"I'd be a fool if I let go—huh? What's that sound? ”

"Ahhhh The girl also heard the voice, she hugged her head and screamed, "I can't pretend that I don't know that she is looking for me!" ”

The other bad guys were also attracted by the sound and turned their heads, just in time to see the blazing light rising from the entrance of the alley, illuminating the entire dark alley.

The muffled sound of engines echoed from far and near, in the alleys formed by the cracks of the high-rise buildings. He turned his head and saw that it was a streamlined motorcycle, all black and without any markings on the surface, and the rider was wearing a black leather bodysuit clinging to the surface of the motorcycle, and his head was covered with a lemon yellow helmet.

The motorcycle didn't slow down at all, swerved through the crowd with the dodging and scolding of the bad guys, and stopped in front of the shore with a perfect tail flick. The spinning tires smelled of burnt paste, almost rubbing against his face, and the motorcycle's engine roared out a scorching exhaust like a restless beast.

The rider simply turned over and got off the bike and walked in front of the shore, and the perfect body arc of the rider was outlined under the illumination of the headlights, and the beach was stunned for a while, and even forgot to stand up.

Then the rider took off his helmet, revealing a vibrant bronzed face under short black hair, which was now frowning at him—or the girl beside him.

"Tsukimi Mountain senior, why did you want to escape?"

"Aha......" The girl in the red tracksuit laughed embarrassedly twice, and at the same time quietly kicked Hamamian again and tried to break free, but to no avail, "Anyway, Shimizu-chan calm down and listen to my explanation!" There's a deep reason for everything - watch out for the back! ”

"Bastard, you almost bumped into Uncle Ben!" Behind the rider, the angry Bad Guy rounded the steel pipe and smashed it into the back of the rider's head.

It's too late to stop.

An attack that exerts all your strength, even with a helmet on, can cause a strong concussion, right? Damn, it's just the choppy type I like!

However, under Hama's gaze, the rider only turned sideways slightly, and the steel pipe swept past her left arm with a vicious wind, and she herself fell forward with too much force, and the rider stepped on the back of the bad neck, kicking him unconscious.

"So, why did the senior of Tsukimiyama escape?" She repeated it again as she knocked down the two who pounced on her with crisp movements, and in the process she didn't even look back, as if she had eyes behind her. The fallen bad was precisely hit in the plexus of the armpit and lower abdomen, and curled up on the ground in agony.

But there was no way for the two of them to intimidate these people, and the bad guys rushed up with murder weapons.

"Bastard, let's go together!"

"She's only one person!"

……

Three minutes later.

Hama was dumbfounded as he lay down in the alley.

"This guy, is he a capable person of the meat system? Is there such a [self-regulation]? Or is it precisely because of the ability of the meat system that there is such [self-regulation]? ”

"She's just a black belt in karate, and she's still a nine-dan fan of Gangju-ryu karate." Tsukimiyama covered his face in despair, "I warned you...... Now we're all done. ”

Walking through the 'corpses' all over the ground, Kaori Shimizu' reached out to Tsukimiyama, who was lying on the ground, with a gentle smile, and asked for the third time:

"Tsukimi Mountain senior, why did you want to escape?"

Looking at the extremely gentle smile and unfocused pupils, Tsukimiyama and Hamame shivered at the same time.

PS: So I changed my writing style again...... If that could be called style. Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't feel it......

PS2: Speaking of which, are these last chapters strange to write on a daily basis? Of course, after a certain amount of reflection, I probably won't focus on the boy in the future...... Ahh