It is a slender straight roadway, flanked by high concrete walls, which can be described as "one-way traffic". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the depths of the alley, a slender teenager is surrounded by seven boys. There were also three people next to the seven teenagers, who seemed to be their companions. Although he was bleeding profusely, he did not appear to be in danger of his life.

The seven teenagers were armed with machetes, batons, tear gas, and other items, and the devil knew where they got them, however, the murder weapon was a murder weapon after all, and even in the hands of a layman it had a great deterrent effect.

Seven against one, with seven men still armed in hand, looked like it was going to be a one-sided slaughter.

That's right, it's one-sided.

Two minutes later, a teenager walked out of the alley, leaving behind a trail of blood and the howling assailants. And if there is any adjective to describe this teenager, it is "white", pure white hair, so white that there is no trace of blood-colored skin.

If someone is here, they will be surprised to recognize that this person is the strongest party in the previous legend.

At this time, he was also thinking about some things in his heart.

At that time, when he wanted to kill the dolls again, a pink-haired teenager stepped forward and stopped the killing. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, it is an irrefutable fact that he failed. And, in the end, if it weren't for the appearance of that girl, things would have become a complete abuse, and the object of abuse and killing would have changed from those clones to themselves......

At this time, his two arms began to ache again. In that battle, one of his arms was completely disintegrated into atoms, and the other hand was completely peeled from the inside, so the two hands he has now are the products of artificiality. Compared with these, the terrifying eyes of the young man at that time were firmly engraved in his heart. Even though he had killed 10,000 people, he still couldn't bear the look that seemed to kill everyone in an instant, and it was impossible to even look at him directly.

In addition, after that defeat, the myth that one side was invincible was also shattered.

What changes did that war bring to you? Throwing away these bad teenagers who come to harass themselves in the name of "the strongest", what do you get?

It should have changed, at least the ten people just now, one side passed and there was no killer. If it was him before, how could he change "reflection" to "refraction"? And to be able to leave a breath under his men is already a miracle.

Although, one side of the passage did not realize this, he only knew that something about himself changed after the defeat, and that's it.

At this time, the dormitory of the upper strip when hemp.

As a result of eating too many peanuts, Shang Tiaodangma suffered a nosebleed in the middle of the night.

Walking into the bedroom that should have belonged to him, Kamijo Danma relied on his memory to find the tissue paper. Just as he walked to the bed, Kamijo felt as if his feet had flattened something that seemed to be a cardboard box, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was the cardboard box he had been looking for.

"Misfortune Index Twenty...... Wait, I'm next to the bed now? Aware of this, Kamijo suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Turning his head with difficulty, in the faint moonlight, Kamijo saw the girl who was sleeping soundly on the bed, Intix.

At this time, the girl was wearing only a loose shirt all over her body, and the blanket was also kicked under the bed by her, and the bright snow-white thighs exposed made the blood gush out.

Naturally, Mr. Uejo is not yet to the point of being a beast. However, at this point, his aura of misfortune comes into full swing again - somehow, on the way back to the bathroom, Kamijo accidentally stepped on a piece of soap (a certain Kamijo cries: TMD is soap again)...... As for why soap appears in the bedroom, it is unknown.

The important thing is that Kamijo, who fell because his body balance was broken, threw himself hard at the girl on the bed.

What's even more tragic is that Uejo-san's face is stuck to Intix's thigh due to gravity.

In this way, it looks like the girl who wants to push down the bed.

Naturally, in this case, even if the girl named Intix slept to death, she should wake up, and seeing her landlord lying on top of her in such an H-dimensional motion, the fangs of a certain nun could not be regarded as not being seen.

So, it's the same script as before.

"When ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~"

"Click!"

"Unfortunately—"

Naturally, after such a toss, the tissue paper in the upper nose also flew out, and as a result, red liquid sprayed wildly from his nostrils. Maybe it was because she saw the blood, Intix, and finally calmed down, but of course, this does not mean that she can forgive what she just did.

"Dangma, your nose is spurting blood, have you just been fantasizing about something that shouldn't be?" Intix said with a puffy mouth.

"Ha, what are you kidding, little sister, your sleeping appearance can't make people feel at all, I just accidentally stepped on the soap...... As for the nose bleeding, I guess I ate too many peanuts before going to bed......" Kamijo, who finally escaped the devil's mouth, said with an expression of the rest of his life.

It's a pity that Kamijo Danma stepped on a landmine again.

"When hemp...... Are you saying that my charm is lost to Peanuts? I can't pretend that I haven't heard it......" So, Intix's blackening level increased by 50 percent, and the second wave of "head-biting attacks" officially began.

"Hey...... Why again? Unfortunately—"

"Noisy to death...... coincidentally, the alley where one side is entangled with those bad teenagers happens to be next to the dormitory of Shangjo Danma. Naturally, on the way home, he listened to the screams in Kamijo's room...... However, unlike someone, one party has no interest in snooping on other people's privacy.

So he "reflected" the superfluous sounds that were reaching his ears, the vibrations of the air. In order to avoid being disturbed by the same sound as just now, even after walking out of the alley, he still did not release the "reflex".

It is for this reason that one side of the passage did not notice such a thing.

A man was following him closely, unaware of what he was shouting.

"Huh?" The party that finally reacted turned his head boredly to look at it.

Strange people. As long as it is a person, he will give such an evaluation to the child behind him. First of all, he was dressed strangely. Wrapped from head to toe in a dirty light blue blanket.

This light blue blanket looked like a cloaked by some organization, completely covering the person's face and body, and it was impossible to even tell whether it was a man or a woman, and of course it was unknown what kind of clothes were wearing inside.

In addition to this, this person is very short, about ten years old if you use scientific proportions.

At this time, the little guy wrapped in the blanket seemed to be shouting something to him, but since all the sounds had been reflected, naturally the party did not know the content.

As a result, one side leisurely turned off the "reflection" of the sound. Then, a high-pitched girl's voice full of vitality came into his ears.

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