078 crisis, the counterattack of the dream

"However, the rest of them are just little ghosts after all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 "As soon as you die, they'll be headless flies." It's just going to run around! With that, he attacked.

But when he rushed over, he was hit hard behind him. He stumbled and fell in front of Uzuma. Of course, Mr. Uruma would not let go of this opportunity, and kicked the man into the air with a fierce kick, and Yumu was also unceremoniously, jumped high, rolled forward in the air beautifully, and slammed the kick on the man's stomach, and the man spat out a mouthful of blood.

"It hurts..."Nagisa covered his eyes and couldn't bear to say, it hurts to look at it!

"Hmph, I don't take me seriously if I don't speak." Yumeng said arrogantly, "I let you look at me like this. ”

Yes, just now the man glanced at Youmeng, full of contempt. Youmeng was dissatisfied all of a sudden, and this account should be paid back now.

"It's so strong, it's not the speed and strength of humans." These were the last words that the man thought before he lost consciousness. He only felt that he had been kicked by the teacher, and the rest of the attacks were subconsciously ignored by him because he could not see them.

"But, great teacher, your journey as a team leader ends here." The man said, closing his eyes and falling into a coma. And Mr. Karasuma, after making a beautiful blow, also fell to the ground weakly.

"U, Uruma-sensei!" Several people shouted anxiously.

……

Terabaka and Yoshida tied up the man, stuffed him into the corner of the hall, and brought in a table to cover it.

"Don't hold it on, Mr. Uruma." Isobei struggled to help Mr. Uruma and said.

"Give me thirty minutes to recover." Mr. Karasuma reluctantly said, "You must not be reluctant. ”

"Don't force you." Yumeng said solemnly, "Do you know what the situation is now?" Why take all the responsibility alone? We are a class and we want to contribute to this class as well. Do you know, Mr. Uruma? ”

"This—" Uruma-sensei hesitated.

"What is this?" Yumeng said unceremoniously, "Isobei, you come to support Mr. Wuma, karma, and then you come to command, and the lives of all of us will be handed over to you." ”、

“ok。” Ye said casually, but there was indescribable confidence in his eyes.

"Okay, let's rest on the spot, and we'll leave right away." Phantom commanded, and everyone began to trim.

It's not that I don't want to, it's that the time is really not enough, what can I do in just an hour? And if the task is not completed, the first group of people who will have to put their lives in danger is not them, but classmates who are getting sick. Since you have chosen to invade, there is no turning back, a little hesitation, a little concern, will become a reason for your failure, and time is the most precious thing!

"But to be honest, it's only when you smell the poisonous gas that can anesthetize elephants and still be able to walk." Sugatani looked at Mr. Uruma's back and said with some pain.

"Uruma-sensei can be considered a monster." Okano also smiled, a little incredible.

The experts who have accumulated experience and knowledge are really amazing. Back on the road, Nagisa thought with some palpitations that there were such experts waiting for us in front of him. Can we win it by our strength alone? Nagisa couldn't help but start to doubt himself a little.

"It's finally like a summer vacation." At this time, the easiest thing is to kill the teacher, it said briskly, but it attracted everyone's eyes.

"You're pretty laid-back." Pointing to the ball in Yumeng's hand, everyone shouted.

"Relying on yourself to be completely defensive." Kimura disgruntled.

"Dream, stun her hard!" Sugatani also spoke. Yumeng also shook it off. Teacher Kill also began to scream.

"Terasaka, take off your panties and pout your ass." Karma took the ball from Yume's hand and instructed, "I'll shove it in." ”

"I'm going to die!" Terabaka shouted dissatisfied.

"Kill the teacher, why does it feel like a summer vacation here?" Nagisa took over the killing teacher and asked.

"Teachers and students never play together." "Then the so-called summer vacation is an opportunity to cultivate self-reliance outside the teacher's sight. As long as you make good use of the ones you usually go to school in physical education class, there are few enemies to be feared at all. ”

"You'll be able to clear it." The killing teacher suddenly put away his playful attitude and became serious, "Through this assassination summer vacation." ”

On the top floor of the hotel, a tall and thin man said lightly while adjusting the fish and shell soup in front of him, "In the thick fish and shellfish soup, sprinkle a lot of green onions, add a spoonful of minced garlic, and then a gun!" As he spoke, a gun was plunged into the soup, splashing everywhere.

Licking the soup on the gun, the man said intoxicatedly, "The smell of the gun is really good." The soup in the chamber is really addictive. ”

"Hey, hey, hey." On one side, another man smiled, "I'll look at you and sweat for you." Your gun was loaded with bullets, right? ”

"I can't make a mistake, don't worry." The man said leisurely, "Anyway, it doesn't affect the shooting." Stirring the gun in the soup, he continued to put it in his mouth.

"I nurse him like my own child every night. Today's most delicious gun, the most convenient to use. As he spoke, he glanced over to the table, which contained no less than ten types of guns in a kit.

"Complying with the experience accumulated over the years, my experience." The man said.

"What a peculiar guy." It must have been his mercenary who spoke, and the man had a few terrible scars on his face, "Are the other two like you?" ”

"Well, sort of." Playing with the gun, the man responded, "People like us who have done a lot of tickets are always a little paranoid. He said lightly.

"For example, make all the poison gas yourself. Because of his obsession with precise practicality, he even made a laboratory. "He's talking about the guy who was defeated by a few people from Class E.

"Oh, there's one person left, is Grip too?" The mercenary asked.

"Uh." The man thought for a moment, "Well, that guy is among the killers, and it's special." ”

And in the aisle, what the man called a "special" grip, quietly leaning against the glass window where he walked. Waiting, the arrival of the goal. Standing like this, it gives people a sense of unapproachability. This is a faint, but impossible to ignore's murderous aura.

This guy is a master.

A true master.