The western suburb of the school city is a vast industrial zone, and the train yard there seems to be the 10086th 'real yàn site'.

Mikoto Misaka is rushing here, and a green guy with a dead skin and a face comes over, although Mikoto doesn't want to involve this girl in her own trouble, but she has to retreat weakly in the other party's 'ahhhh

The two of them walked through the downtown area, feeling the hustle and bustle of the city and the lights getting farther and farther away from them, and continued to run, even the student dormitories became sparse, and after crossing the artificial groves, they entered the industrial zone.

Gakuen City has its own industrial zone, and it can 'commercialize' the actual products it has developed, but the industrial zone here is different from the dirty little factories that look like rental warehouses on the street, and there are only tall "industrial buildings" with no windows.

It is very neatly planned, and there is no sense of life at all, and it may be close to imagine a street lined with office buildings, but there is no one on the street.

Although the factory is running 24 hours a day, because the soundproofing equipment is so good, no sound can be heard at all, and the whole street feels like it is dead, which makes Mikoto and the others feel chills on a midsummer night.

At this moment, at 11:30 p.m., the depot had turned into a battlefield.

On the unlit party park, a blue-white electric light like a camera flash shone brightly, and Sister Misaka passed with one side, and the feet of the two people made a sound on the gravel, and the distance between the two was less than ten meters.

"Hah! Did you seem to come without any preparation? Do you really want to die that much?"

Fang Tong opened his hands, squatted down, and rushed towards Sister Misaka with a ferocious momentum like a beast, the young man's scarlet eyes were irrepressible wanton murderous, and his voice was like a white dark breath.

In his mind, there is no concept of defense, not even the concept of attack, for a person who can reflect all attacks, and can kill the opponent by touch alone, the so-called battle, only need to think about how to touch the opponent most quickly and certainly.

Since all attacks are reflected, this means that there is no way to stop him from advancing, as if driving a chariot into a procession of crowds.

In the face of such a ridiculous terrifying ability, the approach taken by Sister Misaka is......

"What! It's boring, isn't it?"

One side of the passage made a dissatisfied sound, because in the face of the passage of the side that kept rushing up, Misaka sister kept retreating and keeping her distance, as if she was running for her life, sometimes to the right, sometimes to the left, while observing the surrounding terrain, while constantly avoiding.

"Hey, hey, hey! What exactly are you expecting? That's the way it is, nothing miracles will happen!"

Like a hunting beast, Fang Tong looked at Sister Misaka with disappointed eyes and said in a boring tone.

Misaka's sister turned a deaf ear, she only watched the enemy intently and kept her distance from the enemy, and the party that gradually burned anger in her heart passed, only then did she notice that the air around her began to be electrified.

"What a boring guy! Don't you know that there is no point in doing this? I've wasted my time with your stupid way of fighting!"

Fang Tong smiled disdainfully, in such a hideous smile, the young man's pupils became more and more scarlet, red as blood, like flames, like hell's eyes, in the dark, the young man's figure was still eye-catching.

Any attack will be reflected, so Misaka sister didn't dare to directly release an electric shock at one side, although electric sparks were released around him, but she didn't even launch a decent attack.

At this moment, Fang Tong noticed that he was starting to have difficulty breathing, and originally thought it was because of talking while running, but when he looked closely, it was not quite right, and he smelled a strange smell in his nose, which was like a warning.

"The purpose of tonight's event is 'response tactics when the reflex doesn't work', and there's no wind tonight—"

Sister Misaka's mechanical voice echoed in the windless pie field, and there was no sad expression on her face, no fear, no hatred, and even no hope of giving up.

"-In this case, Misaka may have a chance to win," Misaka said with some uncertainty.

One side of the passage once again confirms the surrounding situation, the Misaka sister who is constantly running for her life, the electric shock that is placed around, the inexplicable difficulty breathing, and the ability to reflect all direct attacks.

"Hah! I see! Is it ozone?"

Electricity can decompose oxygen in the air, and ordinary oxygen molecules are composed of two oxygen atoms, but once decomposed, they will recombine in the state of three oxygen atoms to become "ozone". Oxygen and ozone are completely different things, and no amount of ozone can replace oxygen in the lungs, and ozone can be used to kill bacteria, as we can know that ozone is toxic.

Although one side can reflect all attacks, he is a mortal who inhales oxygen and spits carbon dioxide, so as long as he takes away the oxygen around him, he can fall into a state of hypoxia.

Sister Misaka doesn't need to get close to one side at all, but the farther away from one side is better, and it's best to continue to take away his oxygen where he can't attack.

"Excellent! Very good! That's great! I take back my words! You're serious about fighting me! Ha ha! Finally not boring! Killed 10,000 times, it seems that you are a little clever!"

Fang Tong smiled happily in the chase, obviously on the side of the gradually forced predicament, but he smiled as if he felt happy from the bottom of his heart, and then, with a happy expression, he said: "But the problem is that your plan has a fatal weakness! That's one by one."

The corners of the white-haired boy's mouth cracked wantonly, and a crazy smile spread.

"As soon as the fleeing lamb is caught up, this tactic will fail!"

The next moment, the rubble under the feet of one party suddenly erupted behind him, as if a rocket was loaded on his foot, and with the speed of a cannonball, the distance was seven meters closer in one step, and he came to Sister Misaka mercilessly.

"Hey! If you don't run for your life, you'll really die! I can't give you the final blow according to the rules, but sometimes the rules are meant to be broken. ”

Fang Tong reached out and stroked the girl's cheek gently...... It was such a gentle movement, but Misaka's body made a terrible noise, and her world began to spin, and her whole body rolled in the air like a bamboo dragonfly, and then fell to the gravel ground.

Even so, it's already merciful to one party, and if one party really wants to kill, the moment it is touched by his skin, Misaka's sister's body will explode.

"Come, let me ask you a question! How many times have you been killed?"

The grinning side passes,Occupy all the field of vision of Sister Misaka.,The bloody mouth that is about to drool is constantly screaming something.,Next,It's the specialty of the party.,Even if Sister Misaka curls up to defend.,The toe of the shoe still pierces through the gap in the defense.。

The heavy fist struck the girl's crooked back, and each blow was merciless, and although it was not fatal, it gradually damaged the flesh, and the girl seemed to be thrown into a large iron bucket, and then someone took a metal bat and struck it from outside the iron bucket, and fell into a whirlpool of severe pain.

Even if she was treated so cruelly, Sister Misaka still didn't hate one side, not because she wanted to hate it, but because she didn't think her life was so valuable, she was like a clockwork doll walking to the edge of a cliff in a daze, because the girl's heart was empty.

It's that simple, it should be that simple.

However, at this time, Fang Tong seemed to sense something, and suddenly stopped moving, and he slowly turned his head and looked over his shoulder at something behind him.

Looking along the front end of the line of sight of the passing, near the perimeter of the depot - in the gap of the mountain of metal containers, stood two people.

At that moment, Mikoto Misaka stepped into the pie yard with a certain nosy green guy.

"Oh, you seem to be a little different, and your expression is very vivid, don't you?"

The party who laughed as if it had been broken turned his head, as if it was a piece of darkness covering the world, he automatically ignored the tears beside Mai Trin, and said slowly with a slight joke:

"Hey, you can't be the original, that's really interesting."