"We are the sixth section of public security, and we are a state department in charge of extraordinary events, please stand still and don't move, we have no malicious intent."

The first maroon-haired man in a suit was holding a pistol at Wang Quan in one hand, and holding up his ID card with the other, with a serious expression.

Wang Quan glanced at the document in his hand.

The name on it is Ichiro Kenike.

But so what, Wang Quan couldn't understand what he said.

He plucked his ears, "Can you speak Chinese?" I don't understand, big brother. ”

"Chinese Chinese?"

Ichiro Kenike on the other side frowned.

Now it's troublesome, if it's the transcendents of that country, I'm afraid they can't deal with it so easily.

Seeing that they were still pointing their guns at him, Wang Quan thought about it, and still said in Japanese with a serious expression:

"The black road drags slowly, 真実がある."

After finishing speaking, looking at the group of black suits with a confused face, Wang Quan almost wanted to give himself a thumbs up!

Jun Japanese should be ready!

"Nani's class?"

Next to Ichiro Kenike, a green-haired man with a face full of words said, "I'm very upset", "Section Chief, he's playing with us, right?" It must be!

"Section Chief! Please teach him a lesson! ”

Kenchi Ichiro had a serious expression and nodded, "Well, don't go overboard. ”

"Don't worry, section chief!" Greenhair moved his wrist and grinned, "I'll be careful not to kill him." ”

Wang Quan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

He didn't understand what the other party said, but he felt the malice.

At the end of the day, it's still a fight.

He hooked his fingers.

The green-haired smile became more and more hideous.

He made a few mudras and shouted something.

Then Wang Quan saw a transparent fiery monster suddenly appear behind him and slowly fall on him.

Then the green hair put on a pair of gloves with a fireproof coating, and then a flame ignited on his hand, and rushed towards Wang Quan!

In the next second, he flew back upside down at ten times the speed and directly smashed a car!

Kenchi Ichiro turned his head sharply, only to see that the little green-haired limbs were twisted into strange shapes, and the bones of his whole body should have been shattered.

He is now unconscious.

The man on the other side now had a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

Seven Star brand cigarettes.

The man on the other side took a puff, then frowned and said something.

"Hybrid? What is the difference with blotting? ”

Wang Quan said a word of contempt, but he did not throw it away.

After all, his own bag and a half of Su are soaked in water and damp and can't be smoked.

However, he prefers the domestic flue-cured tobacco type to the mixed type (good boys don't smoke).

With a cigarette in his mouth, he put his hands in his pockets, looked at the group of black suits in front of him, and smiled: "Can you have someone who can communicate?" By the way, if you continue to point your guns at me, then I will kill you all. ”

In response to him was the flames of a muzzle salvo.

Wang Quan didn't move at all.

Neither intercepted with an air wall, nor made the body invulnerable.

He was just standing and was shot into a honeycomb, and then all the bullets were squeezed out of the wound, and then the wound healed.

"Hmph, it seems that I don't plan to communicate properly."

Wang Quan held the cigarette between his fingers, and two smoke came out of his nostrils.

Then the cigarette butt on his finger flicked, and the whole person disappeared.

Two seconds later, the cigarette butt hit the ground.

Except for Wang Quan, there are no more people standing here.

Wang Quan returned to his place and stepped on the cigarette butt, still holding four or five wallets in his hand.

It adds up to about 200,000 yen.

"A bunch of poor ghosts."

Wang Quan stuffed the banknotes and coins into his pocket, and then threw his wallet on the ground.

"Then, Kane (bye-bye)~"

He soared into the sky and headed for Tokyo.

Then he saw a missile in the distance dragging a long tail flame towards him.

Wang Quan glanced at it, grabbed the missile, and threw it back.

With the explosion of that military base, there was a bang, and Wang Quan broke through the sound barrier and disappeared above the clouds.

He's going to find a random thug on the road, and then use the black and red mist to turn him into an idiot, and absorb his Japanese skills by the way.

Then, find a place to sleep and get ready.

And, of course, spending the day.

If it is really 24 hours later and then change the body, you must inform the little girl in advance of some precautions.

The next time the province came back, he found that he had been launched into outer space.

Isn't that?

............

In the open space by Tokyo Bay, Ichiro Kenike moved, then took out his satellite phone and dialed the internal emergency contact information.

"The information is wrong, the other party is not a person, nor a ghost or a monster, but weird, suspicious...... There is intelligence! Public Security Section 6...... All but me and Kazama are all destroyed.

"Conservative estimates, it's S-class weirdness!"

Putting down the phone, leaning back on the side of the car, looking at the dead people on the ground, Ichiro Kenike couldn't help but light a cigarette.

"Weird with wisdom...... A single photo killed the entire Sixth Public Security Division in seconds...... Is that country from the west......"

There is no such thing as an intelligent weirdness in this world, and weirdness is a "natural phenomenon" that does things according to a certain logic.

This is the consensus of the whole world.

Forget it, I don't want to, let's go back and let the adults above have a headache.

The only problem that Ichiro Kenike has now is how to rebuild the sixth section of public security.

The auxiliary personnel of the Sixth Public Security Division have been almost completely wiped out.

Kazama had broken the bones of his body, and he didn't know when he would recover.

Now it seems that the only way to do this is to recall the "spirit control envoys" scattered throughout the country.

Tsk, that's a nuisance.

............

Rin Mochizuki felt like she was dreaming.

Her school career had never been more comfortable.

Ayako Harumoto's people didn't come to class today, but took sick leave under the pretext of illness.

No one bullied themselves in school anymore.

The attitude of the group of classmates who had been ignoring themselves had also changed.

In the past they ignored themselves, now they are afraid of themselves.

Although I don't know why, as soon as I look at it, they don't dare to look at it.

Although it is also cold and violent, at least this feeling is much better than before.

The shoe cabinet is also gone, all kinds of mischievous bugs, glue and so on.

The teacher's attitude also improved, and he even shushed himself for warmth.

Even the principal came to us and asked how we were doing today, and asked ourselves if we wanted to be a member of the Discipline Committee or run for student president.

Rin Mochizuki refused.

However, the principal said that in order to integrate into the group, he still planned to make himself a class representative of a subject.

Seems to be a Chinese class?

But the foreign teacher has not yet come, and he will not officially become the class representative until the gentleman (teacher) comes.

However, in order to be able to connect with each other, you must start learning Chinese and Chinese.

Everything is fine.

Apart from...... Grim.

Yes, she could still see the ghosts who asked, "Can you see me?"

She could only pretend that she couldn't see anything, as usual.

It would be nice if I could exchange bodies.

Then you will have the ability to fight against ghosts.

When she got home, she deliberately ignored all kinds of ghosts who appeared at home again, and prepared a notebook and began to write notes.

I know that the possibility is very small, but if I can continue to exchange bodies......

Be sure to tell that "Mr. Idiot" what he can't do!

Little by little, time passed.

Finally, it was twelve o'clock in the night.

Rin Mochizuki, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and waved his hand, and the black and red mist accompanied by blood-colored ink filled the entire apartment.

Obviously, Rin Mochizuki's body has been swapped with Wang Quan again.

The resentful spirits in the room were swept away, and Wang Quan got up and stretched.

As a result, he found that he was actually wearing the clothes on his body?

Tsk, this little girl's skin, Uncle Ben was sunk in Tokyo Bay, and he didn't even want to give a little welfare?

So he undressed himself, pushed the bra to the collarbone, rubbed his trembling body, and sat down at the desk to see if the JK had left any information.

Sure enough, there was a neatly arranged notebook there.

He rubbed his body with his left hand and opened the book with his right hand.

After the "assault practice" from the little gangsters, Wang Quan can now understand Japanese.

The first sentence after opening the book is:

[Prohibited Matters Article 1! Don't rub your body! 】

Wang Quan smiled slightly, kneading the dough more vigorously.