Chapter 596: Come over if you have the courage

"Oh, yes, that sounds like a beautiful system!"

While the Son of Heaven heard that things seemed to be turning a turn, Nightshade went further, "If you put aside the thoughts of the 'Cursed Sons'. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Nightshade closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then when his eyes opened, a sneer full of ridicule appeared on his face, "Alas, what a beautiful system!" Every facilitator who successfully conducts the assessment of the civilian police system can obtain a starter designated by IISO to be introduced, and there is no need for the consent of the starter, nor does it need to test the conduct of the facilitator. ”

“…… It's like the red and white machine game I played when I was a child, Pokemon (Pokemon), where every rookie trainer can get a novice pokemon (little Loli) from the alliance, fire, water, grass, Pokemon of various attributes are distributed, and then, a thorn like me finally gets Pikachu (Blue Plains Yanzhu). ”

"The next thing is that this group of trainers (facilitators) who are standing in the back and yelling don't do anything, just watch the elves get injured, seriously injured, and dying in meaningless battles and fights, and then be rescued, and then injured, seriously injured, near-dead, and then revived, and so on, and finally they can move up the rankings, defeat the Four Heavenly Kings, and become the overall champion. The name of the trainer was obtained, but the elf could only leave behind the old sickness until he died completely. I say, is it a group of people who just look at those guys blatantly abusing animals and no one speaks out to refute it? This has been expressed by foreigners for a long time. (This is a creative idea that I happened to see on the Internet, and it feels very suitable.)

"I'm tantamount to a game in the pre-war era.,But now in the post-war era,,There are still people who blatantly use a group of little Loli as combat props.,And everyone else thinks it's normal and indifferent.,What is the meaning of this thing?,Can you eat it?"

Nightshade felt that the system of this world and human nature were all distorted to a little terrible.

Even the way a Pokemon fights, some people will question whether this is humane, and once this happens in reality, it is even more excessive, using a group of 'cursed children' as props to use, distribute, and deliver, and some people will even take it for granted.

Well, even if the 'cursed children' are as empathetic as innocent and cute elves, they are not afraid of their own trauma, and they are very conscious of exerting their powerful power against antigenic intestinal creatures.

Then the quality of the promoters must be improved, but considering that most of the promoters are representatives of the 'young and promising' 'plundered generation', these 'cursed children' will only be treated more harshly when they team up to fight.

After such a speech, let alone the Holy Son of Heaven, even Tiantong Ju Zhicheng has nothing to say.

Nightfall is not a heroic fighter for human rights, he is just a simple lolicon, but he simply feels disgusted by this rotten system.

After slapping Tiantong Ju Zhicheng hard, Night Death still didn't feel the slightest bit happy, just pursed his lips tastelessly, turned around and left the last sentence to leave, "If there is anything unhappy about Iiso, it's okay, my people and I are there waiting for their challenge, if they have the courage to come!" ”

What a fart of courage! IISO's main combat power is to be the 'initiator' of the 'Cursed Child', and unless those Lori's heads are kicked by donkeys, they will do it to people who have the same tragic fate.

"And ......" Nightshade tilted his head and looked at the two who were powerless to refute at a 45° angle, "Although I didn't plan to let those children go out to fight, but Shatiya and I, by the way, plus a Yanzhu, can definitely do more than the entire Tokyo area police combination, so you have nothing to say!" ”

Tiantong Ju Zhicheng and the Holy Son of Heaven put the righteousness of human life and death on the heads of Ye Di and the others, but in fact, not to mention Ye Di and Lan Yuan Yanzhu, the energy exerted by Xia Tiya alone is far enough to cover seventy or eighty percent of the combat power needs of the entire Tokyo area.

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"Night-Death-You-This-Thin-Love-Lang-!"

As soon as Nightshade arrived at the front of the Cursed Child's containment facility, he was startled by a lori shouting at a high voice.

I saw a young girl dragging a long shadow from the front towards here. She was about ten years old, and wore a sleek checker-patterned lined jacket with a short skirt and high leather boots with a thick soles. The double ponytail that sways slightly from side to side is pinned with a slightly larger hairpin.

Under the extreme speed of running, the orange-red double ponytail is like a beating fire emblem.

"Damn, I didn't expect you to leave your concubine as your fiancée and run away alone, ...... must be punished-!"

The girl shouted majestically, and at that moment, her petite body jumped together vigorously and kicked towards the night.

“……”

Although the speed is very vigorous, it is worthy of being the 'cursed child' who has been infected with the rabbit gastrea virus factor enhancement, but Lan Yuan Yanzhu's direct action is too monotonous, and the night corpse leans on his forehead and makes Xiao Yanzhu kick straight at the trunk of the big tree planted on the side of the road behind him like a cannonball.

"Bang!"

I don't know what shattered the figure, whether it was the girl's leg bone or the trunk of a big tree, but no matter what the result was, it was an extremely painful result for Yanzhu.

Little Lori hugged her right foot that kicked on the tree and jumped in pain, and subtle signs of tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

"You are really not a gentleman at all, you didn't take the concubine's love contact properly, and when a lady was in pain, she didn't even come to comfort her, the concubine was really disappointed in you."

The girl bit the corner of her mouth tightly, as if she was enduring extreme pain, and said pitifully.

Nightshade spread his hands, "First, your flying kick is not a loving contact, but a revenge of annoyance. Second, what are you kidding, where is a lady like you ten-year-old, it's better to talk about it when you fall asleep. ”

Besides, the sound of 'snapping' was obviously the sound of a small part of the thick trunk of the bowl being kicked off, not something wrong with Yanzhu's calf, and there was probably no way to call this kind of girl who kicked the trunk of a tree a 'lady' in this world.

"Then I ask you. Where is the concubine not a lady! ”

Yanzhu really stopped pretending that she was in pain to seek comfort, but faced the questioning of the night dead, crossed her waist vigorously and puffed up her chest.

But no matter how much I hold it up, my chest is still empty and heartbreaking. (To be continued.) )