The man who gave the arrogant "quiet" order was the leader of the Silver Rakshasa Society.

He wore the same dark purple hooded shirt as everyone else, but obviously, his combat suit was a little darker, with a heavy purple color tattooed with beautiful silver dark lines, and it was faintly obvious that it was a vicious image. The hood, like the others, was pure silver, and while it was decorated with a lot of sequins, there was a pair of sharp horns that looked like the helmets of ancient Japanese military commanders, and now he looked more like a rakshasa.

Kuroko Shirai speculated that she probably wore a horn-like ornament of a Japanese oni on her head now, and then cut two holes in her hat and pierced it. It looks cheap.

The sound of hula on his waist sounded with his every step, probably an ornament such as an iron chain, his left hand was holding his palm, and he was playing with a small silver skull ornament in his hand, and in his right hand he was carrying a Chinese-style thick-backed machete.

The Chinese sword is structurally different from the Japanese sword, and the Chinese thick-backed machete has a heavy slashing style similar to an axe in usage, and its almost V-shaped profile allows it to easily cut through the enemy's armor and human body. Japanese swords, on the other hand, tend to be thinner and value sharpness over heavy quality.

Under this delicate Shura suit is a person with a little stubble, who looks less than twenty years old, and has a sense of pretending to be vicissitudes. There was a look of indifference in his eyes, it was this man who had just given a loud shout to silence everyone.

There were seven or eight people from the Silver Rakshasa Society around him, and the bad boys were somewhat afraid of this gang, and they didn't dare to touch his bad head, so they quickly opened the way for him, so that he could easily squeeze through the crowd and reach the center of the ring.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am the president of the Silver Rakshasa Society, Koizumi Youqi, thanks to everyone's ability to look up to me, call me Brother Rakshasa and the organizer of this Desperate Death Match."

He shouted loudly in a high-pitched, highly incendiary voice.

Shirai Kuroko listened carefully, and at the same time quietly opened the voice recorder he was carrying, and among what he said, there was something that could be used as evidence to arrest him.

"As you have just seen, there are already people who are starting to attack us. Did you hear that, the gunshots just now? ”

"Hmmm! Hear me! ”

"That's right! It must have been gunshots! ”

Suddenly such voices rang out in the crowd, needless to say, this must be a pre-arranged "childcare"!

The crowd is excited, and this is a word that is really appropriate to describe the current situation.

"Do you know, gentlemen, who is sniping at our compatriots? It's the people of the garrison! These people,Under the banner of protecting the school city.,But in fact,,It's just a bunch of incompetents! Where are they when we are being discriminated against? Where are they when we are in devastation? All they want to protect are the glamorous and capable ones! We are just scum in their eyes. ”

With his enthusiastic speech, the delinquent teenagers involuntarily began to reflect on their previous things, and the reason why they became delinquent juveniles was naturally discriminated against.

If there is food to eat, no one wants to be a beggar. If there is a choice, no one wants to be a gangster at the bottom of society. It is precisely because of all kinds of unsatisfactory things that they are driven to a dead end.

Among those capable people, of course, there are Mikoto Misaka who don't bully people at will, and there are also people who have the ability to do something good when the interest comes, but there are also many guys who specialize in taking out anger on the incompetent and low-ability people by relying on their own ability.

This is the status quo of the school city.,As long as there is a hierarchy,,There will inevitably be discrimination against low-level people.。

"And now, we have enough weapons to protect ourselves, but some of our compatriots, after getting the weapons, began to act arbitrarily and began to attack innocent people at will, and I think this is wrong, so I will gather you today and elect a leader, so that he can lead everyone to unite in an orderly manner and ensure our rights and interests. However, I didn't expect that these guards, who ignored our bitter wails, thought that we were enemies this time, and even used their firearms! , just now, the two compatriots have risen up to resist!! But what about us? Can we just let two of our compatriots play as strikers? Do we stay in a safe place by ourselves? No, no! So what's the difference between us and those incompetent guards? What's the difference between us and the perpetrators?! We're going to fight! We want to protect the rights of all our companions! I'm also incapacitated! I deeply understand everyone's anger, you say, can we be so safe to be bullied? ”

Shirai Kuroko listened to this speech in a daze, and his head was full of black lines. These sentences may sound reasonable, but they don't make sense at all.

First of all, that shot was not fired by the garrison at all, and secondly, Kawajin and they were not compatriots, and this person unknowingly classified himself and everyone as one. Then he tried his best to provoke everyone's enthusiasm.

His theory is like: "A car has four wheels, and a person has two eyes, so birds can fly." Although everything said is quite reasonable, there is no logical relationship between the front and back, this is simply provoking the blood of bad teenagers.

Sadly......

It's really troublesome......

Kuroko thought so.

These bad teenagers are already easy to get hot-blooded, and they are frightened when they hear the gunshots, so they are not the kind of situation that can think about and communicate well with everyone, so they naturally incite a little and become enthusiastic.

The delinquent teenagers around shouted one after another,Although it's messy,But it's all pointing to the school city.,Pointing to the guards.,Furious,They recalled their previous unfair treatment.,Sublimated them in their minds.,And all pointed to the guards.。

In fact, they need to vent more than revenge. They don't care if the target of the venting is the guy who caused their tragedy, they only know that they have been treated unfairly, they are very heartwarming, and they must take revenge on society.

Now, neither is Kuroko contacting the guards, nor is it not not contacting.

In terms of contact, everyone is now on guard against the guards, and if they come in now, it will only exacerbate the conflict. When the time comes, the scene will be out of control, and it will inevitably turn into a big scuffle.

If you don't get in touch, there is only one person in Kuroko, and I'm afraid you may not be able to control the situation...... Oops, dilemma.

“…… So! I hope that everyone can listen to my command for the time being, and let's take revenge on the garrison together! If they can't protect us, we'll protect ourselves! As long as the guards who bullied us are completely defeated, we will definitely be able to ......."

Before the leader could finish his sentence, a voice suddenly interjected from the ground and interrupted him.

"Wait a minute, can I ask a question?"

The person who spoke was a young man in high spirits, with a vibrant expression on his face, a shiny leather coat on his body, and various metal decorations that made him look very "bad". He wore a wolf's head belt around his waist, and his hands were spread out, looking innocent.

"Well, please ask. What's the problem? ”

The leader of the Silver Rakshasa Society asked with a smile.

"Why, do I have to listen to you? I remember, you just said that, right? I want to elect a leader, which is why I have today's battle, why, it seems that unconsciously, you are the leader by default? With all due respect, even if you have to choose a leader, the two who just fought are more suitable, right? ”

This was pointed out unceremoniously. The leader of the Silver Rakshasa Society's face froze, and he said with a dry smile: "Those two people, he, didn't they go to pursue!" Now I'm just temporary. ”

"However, the two of them have proved their strength and proved that they are qualified to command us people, but you haven't proven it yet, have you? Surely that's what everyone thinks, right? said that the strong are respected, everyone came with this concept, why did you suddenly become the only one? What if you are a helpless man who is not worthy to guide us at all? Oh, I didn't mean to insult you, I just made an analogy. ”

The man's words made the leader's face flutter, and he wanted to scold, but for the image he had just created, he couldn't do this, so he could only smile without smiling, gritting his teeth and asking back:

"So, this friend is not convinced of me? So, don't let go of the line, compete and compete, if I win, you have to be obedient. ”

The leader of the Silver Rakshasa Society said unhappily, it was easy for the two plague gods to be led away by the gunshots, and it was just when he took the opportunity to take advantage of the fact that another one came!

He flashed his machete, hoping that someone would know the difficulty.

"Oh, then, I'm looking at the moon and Yangxi, but it's disrespectful. Come on, as long as you can win me a move and a half, I'll respect you as the leader, okay? "Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!