August 6, fine.

In the alleys of the night, there was constant roaring, screaming, wailing, and the sound of things being smashed.

It is a long, slender straight roadway that is blocked on both sides by concrete walls.

Seven teenagers in the alley were gasping for breath.

There were also three people lying on the ground, bleeding profusely.

Each of the seven teenagers carried large folding knives, batons, tear gas, and other items. Although the destructive power is powerful, it is not easy to hold in the hands of the teenager.

However, even if it is not easy, the murder weapon is a murder weapon after all. No, perhaps it is precisely because it is in the hands of a layman who does not know the importance of it that it is even more dangerous.

Seven teenagers surrounded a teenager, each with bloodshot eyes. But the young man who was surrounded did not make any move.

The seven people around him with murder weapons did not seem to exist in the young man's sight, he just looked up at the night sky that had been cut into long strips, and stood thoughtfully.

The boy seemed to have just returned from a convenience store, carrying a plastic bag with the name of the store on it.

The plastic bag was wobbly and filled with more than ten cans of what appeared to be canned coffee.

The boy named Yifang Tong thought casually in his head.

What kind of consequences did the battle with Ye Kai cause? Or rather, what's really going on?

What kind of changes did this defeat make in the world?

Syllable! The sound of bones shattering rang out from behind the passing.

Of course, this sound of destruction did not come from a common body. The vicious boy who stabbed him in the back with a knife had broken his wrist. The entire weight applied to the knife is reflected, and the slender wrist holding the knife is simply unable to withstand that kind of force in terms of strength.

"Ah......h

The vicious boy rolled on the ground with his wrists pressed, and the look was really ridiculous.

The boy seems to have been since then.,It's no longer the strongest in the school city.。

He's one of only seven people in the school city with level 5 superpowers.,He has the ability to 'freely change the direction of various energy such as kinetic energy, heat energy, and electrical energy that comes into contact with the skin'.,These obviously haven't changed.。

The screams of their companions seemed to be the fuse, and the remaining six teenagers rushed up together.

But how many people are there who really think they can win?

Since that war, one side has been attacked from all sides day and night.

In the roar, knives and batons were swung out. But one side of the passage is completely blind to these fundamentals.

His hands hung lazily. You don't have to do anything, just wait for the enemy to destroy themselves.

Any attack from the vicious teenagers is reflected in all directions of energy, concentrated on the complex and fragile wrist bones.

Just after they delivered the first blow and failed, they realized that the myth of the strongest in the school city was still alive.

The sound of the vicious teenagers breaking their muscles and bones came and went.

They screamed and rolled on the ground, but one side of the passage remained oblivious to them.

At this time, a teenager used a superpower on a pass.

Why are you planning to use it now? Or maybe he found it too dangerous to attack with his body, or maybe he had the only little conscience left in his heart that made him not use it until the last minute.

But the number of attacks has not decreased.

No matter how many times you defeat your enemies, no matter how many times you prove your abilities, you can't tear off the labels that these fools put on you.

One party can't figure out what kind of superpower it is. All in all, the vicious boy emitted some kind of superpower, and then that superpower was reflected, and it was as simple as that.

The boy who emitted his superpowers was stunned on the spot, and in the next second, his body was subjected to a blow released by his own confidence, and he rolled on the ground. But since he's not dead, it should be a level 2 ability at most.

It was Ye Kai who beat me, what does it have to do with you? Or do you think you're better than that genokyo?

That's right, I lost.

But am I getting weaker, or are you getting stronger?

None of this has changed, has it......

One party suddenly found that the noise that had surrounded him had completely disappeared.

It was only then that he finally moved his gaze down at the long strip of sky in the alley and looked around.

The vicious teenagers who surrounded the passage all self-extinguished, and lay down on the filthy ground and fell asleep peacefully.

It is already a miracle that you can still leave a breath in a head-to-head duel with one side.

When I looked back, there were about ten fierce teenagers on the road. But one side of the passage did nothing at all, not even a battle. For him, the situation now is just that he went to the convenience store late at night to buy canned coffee and was about to walk home.

He wasn't going to deal a final blow to those guys who fell on the road. Those who can be killed today can be killed tomorrow, and those who can be killed tomorrow can be killed in a year. It's just stupid to be serious with these people.

"No, according to my original personality, I wouldn't let go of someone who provoked me so easily. I've really changed...... But what has changed? What is the current situation? What the hell is going on? Fang Tong pondered.

When it comes to killing, I have killed several times more than you, but I don't regret it, I feel that I did the right thing. If you think you're right, there's no need to regret it. If you think you're wrong, find a way to make amends.

Ye Kai's words once again resounded in the minds of Fang Tong.

A mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

I don't know if it's Ye Kai or himself who is mocking.

He walked forward, without any purpose, and even silenced the sound because the night was so noisy.

He walked down the road and stared blankly at the night sky. There is no need to look ahead, as there is no need to pay attention to obstacles. As long as there is the ability to reflect, it is impossible for his physical body to be harmed.

However, it is precisely because of this ability that one party has not noticed one thing.

A man was following closely behind the passer, shouting loudly and loudly.

One side walked and turned his head to look behind him.

That's a strange person.

First of all, she was dressed strangely. Wrapped in a dirty blanket from head to toe. A pale blue blanket, which looked like a cloak of some mysterious organization, completely obscured the man's face and body.

I can't even tell if it's a man or a woman. What kind of clothes were worn inside, of course, is unknown.

Not only that, but the man was very short. The height of one party can never be considered tall, but this person's height is only near the belly of one party, and he is only about ten years old.

However, eighty percent of the city's residents are students, so it's not entirely impossible to find such young nomads.

The little blanket freak was passing in one direction, shouting something.

But because the sound is reflected, one side can't hear a word. One passer looked leisurely overhead, trying to turn off the reflex.

A high-pitched but slightly flat girlish voice was in the ears of the passer.

"Oops, oops, it's refreshing to be ignored to such an extent. Then again, if it's malicious neglect, why does the pace go so naturally? Isn't this guy actually a guy with a super little brain? Misaka tilted Misaka's head in thought. ”

"Boring!" He came to such a conclusion.

"During the period when there are words in the mouth, the distance between the two people is still constantly widening, can't this person see Misaka? Or do you think Misaka is a fairy? Hello, Misaka is here! Misaka Misaka's constant efforts to emphasize his existence were completely ignored......"

One side of the passage swung his stiff neck from side to side and walked in the direction of his house.

The girl who was left aside looked a little flustered and said, "Hey! Misaka Misaka is here! Hey? Could it be that this person completely treats Misaka as if he doesn't exist? Misaka Misaka slightly deviated Misaka's head in a way that matched Misaka's style...... Well? How many times did Misaka just say Misaka? Misaka Misaka's head was in a state of confusion. ”

"Wait...... You say your name is Misaka? ”