22. Weapons - chair legs

On a September evening, the sun was slightly heavy and the breeze was warm.

Xu Hao stood at the corner of the street, staring carefully at everything on the street. He was instructed to prevent the appearance of strange harassments to the peaceful life of the citizens. As for the higher-end battles, they are not something that he, an F-class peripheral personnel, can participate in.

According to the information received, the time for the other side to take action was around half past six in the afternoon. He glanced up at the dreary sun, the orange sky, and the sky was still bright.

He pulled out his phone and checked it on silent mode, where it showed the time at 18:25.

Five minutes to go.

Everything was calm and there was nothing out of the ordinary. But he knew that the current calm was only an illusion before the big waves hit.

He glanced at the dozen or so peripheral personnel who had come out to carry out the mission like him, and they were standing in different corners, staring at this area of Ningchuan University. This is the D area of the division task, and this operation, with Ningchuan University as the center, is divided into four peripheral areas of ABCD, and their team is responsible for the D area where the food street is located.

He sighed, a little apprehensive about this action. Of course, he was apprehensive about himself.

The main battlefield is in the core area of Ningchuan University, where there are C-level bigwigs. These peripheral little shrimps are only dealing with small shrimps of the same level.

In the last battle of Matsubara, he did not participate, but he knew that in the end it was Tianwen who won the victory. It is precisely for this reason that the offensive is estimated to be more fierce this time. That's what worries him.

A year ago, he discovered that he had the strange ability to unleash flames the size of a lighter flame. He was ecstatic, feeling that he had become a character like the male protagonist in the novel, and from then on he would live a wanton life of crazy and cool hanging. But five days later, he was taken away by a state organization that called itself "Tianwen". And then...... And then there is. The dream of a generation of urban heroes to dominate the world has been shattered.

Sure enough, fairy tales are all lies! He can only cry and comfort himself, probably he is not the protagonist!

18：29。

There is one last minute left.

He put away his phone and looked around with his eyes wide open.

The big guys have the work of the big guys, and the small shrimp has the responsibility of the small shrimp, don't underestimate the role of any screw. As long as I'm alive, I won't let any strangeness pass by me......!

Then he found himself groggy and his consciousness blurred.

At the moment before he was completely unconscious, he couldn't help but complain: "Damn, I'm really not the protagonist!"

......

Lin Shu ran down the streets, along the dark corners of the way. Since the street lights on the street have not yet been lit, there are still many dark spots that are not easy to see in the dim daylight. Lin Shu chose such a place to go.

It was quiet all the way, and the restaurant from a distance was full of diners who had passed out in various positions. The poses they put on, it is estimated that when they see it when they are sober, they will feel ashamed and blush. But now, the only witness is Lin Shu.

Lin Shu didn't care about those people anymore, but rushed to the place that the scattered classmates said at a fast speed. He felt that something very serious must have happened here.

Two minutes ago, when he came out of school and went to inspect the shops, he felt that such a big matter could not be solved by him alone. In the vicinity of Ningchuan University, he saw no less than 100 people who were unconscious for no reason, and he estimated that he did not see even more. He decided to call the police right away, and of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to use his phone. However, no matter whose mobile phone he used to call the police, he could not make a call. And all the phones show that there is no signal.

This situation deepened his panic. He decided to find the scattered classmates as soon as possible, and he didn't know what their situation was.

Looking at the self-service hot pot restaurant that finally appeared in front of him, Lin Shu's heart was half stable. The other half is in the in-store situation that we don't know yet.

He looked around, found nothing out of the ordinary, and ran into the store quickly. Looking at the scene that came into view, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, nothing major happened!

The friends of the Paranormal Society, like those people Lin Shu saw before, were in a coma. In a variety of bizarre poses.

Whew, Lin Shu sat on a nearby chair next to him. This rush, coupled with fear, can exhaust him. Now I can finally catch my breath with peace of mind.

I don't know what the hell is going on, how did they all sleep like dead pigs?

Is there any conspiracy in this?

He rubbed his chin and thought. However, the information is very limited, and after a blind analysis, nothing has been analyzed. The points of light that I saw in my mind were getting closer and closer to here.

A large wave of spirits is coming!And Lin Shu is the only sober fighter!

Damn,Solo battles aren't played like this, right?,There's the ability to one-on-one!

He glanced back at his friends from the Paranormal Society, who were all sleeping like dead pigs. Especially the scattered classmates, they are still snoring!

WTF, can you be serious, I'm going to have a solo battle here, and that's how you cheer for me and blow the horn?

Of course, he knew that this was not to blame on the heads of his classmates. Sleeping and snoring varies from person to person. But really, big brother, everyone is in a state of slumber, and the surroundings are in a strange and quiet situation, and only you are the only one whose snoring resounds, is it really good?

Forget it, let's look at my Lin Daxia!

Lin Shu stood up, looked at the display in his mind, and then looked at the slightly gloomy sky outside. He shook his head and let out a long sigh.

Then, he turned around, looked at the friends of the Psychic Society, took a step, and walked to the dinner table.

He looked at them with a complicated expression. Then, he took out his mobile phone and took a wild shot of their embarrassment at the moment!

Okay, the handle is collected in hand.

Satisfied, he put away his phone, his eyes sharpened.

The first wave of spirits was coming, and he wasn't afraid. What he feared was that there were too many of these spirits, and he couldn't handle them alone, so that those spirits hurt innocent people. That's what he's afraid of!

But he had to strike, and that was the responsibility he had to bear for calling himself an exorcist. What's more, utilitarianly speaking, he also wants to improve himself by killing those spirits and absorbing the light points that overflow after destroying them. Therefore, it is necessary for others and themselves to destroy those spirits that are causing trouble.

Once he had made up his mind, he pulled over a long-legged iron chair in the shop, removed its three legs, and held it in his hand as a weapon against the enemy.

Because of his mutated eyes, all he had to do to deal with spirits was to hit the points of light on their bodies. He used skill, not brute force. So, there are not too many requirements for weapons. Just like the last time I dealt with that cabinet spirit, a long-handled umbrella is enough.

However, there are a lot of spirits this time.

Thinking of this, he decisively dismantled another chair. Flipping the chair legs of three on each of his left and right hands, Lin Shu smiled with satisfaction.

In that case, it should be fine!

PS: The second shift of this month, there are thirty-one shifts left. I've been struggling for a long time, but I can only write like this. Good night.