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Rentaro, who didn't know what was going on, listened with his ears open his ears - "It seems to be a dispute between the police", "The partner who didn't see the difference in strength rushed forward", "What a stupid guy" and other comments spread one after another.

Glancing at Yanzhu, the two nodded to each other.

They trotted in the direction of the screams and found them surrounded by a human wall, screaming sorry as they managed to squeeze into it.

Jumping into the center of the circular human wall, the field of vision suddenly widened, and a scene of events far beyond imagination suddenly appeared in front of me.

Rentaro's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but cover his mouth: "Yanzhu, don't come here." ”

Looking to the side, he found that it was too late, and Yanzhu seemed to be stunned, her eyes widened and froze.

'Damn, she shouldn't have seen these cruel images' - Rentaro cursed inwardly, crouched down to quickly check if they were still breathing, then took his pulse, and opened his eyelids with his thumb and forefinger to check their pupils.

He's dead.

Rentaro looked at Yeonzhu and shook his head: "It's hopeless, it's already dead." ”

With that, Rentaro stood up and re-examined the scene of the killing, unable to get rid of the fear in his heart.

The blood was also sprayed so much that it could be seen even spraying to the roof of the tent ten meters away.

The police combination that fell together is a pair of initiators and promoters.

Both Rentaro and Yeonjoo remember the two who were killed.

"Rentaro, who are these ......?" Yeonjoo asked, covering her mouth in shock.

"yes, that's right. It's the heavily armed partner you mentioned at the beginning. Rentaro was a little helpless.

When they were standing on the street looking for a so-called partner, Rentaro and Yeonzhu looked for a lot of strangely dressed guys.

For example, the pair of policemen who are now dead behind the tent are one of them, and at that time, Yanzhu was curious about the armor they were armed with, and thought that these two should be suitable.

Of course, in Rentaro's opinion, wearing heavy armor against the original aragut is tantamount to looking for death.

The two deceased lying on the ground were armed around their necks, heads, elbows, and back knees.

Laymen tend to be defense-oriented because they don't want to die, but fighting the aragus in this way has fatal drawbacks.

Bulky.

No matter how much the defense of a human soldier is improved, it is impossible to reach the level where it can block the attack of a huge intestine animal head-on (except for the repulsive force field of the Leech Shadow Yin of course).

Protozoans can take out humans with just one hit, but lightly armed warriors have a higher chance of surviving in reality.

It is precisely because of this that a speed-enhanced starter like Yanzhu has a better record in the battle against the protozoa.

But here's the problem......

Although this seems that the police are not very accustomed to fighting, it is only right that such a defensive equipment should not be killed so easily in disputes between police officers.

Something is not right.

The facilitator's expression seemed to freeze in unimaginable terror, his eyes still wide open, the smell of rust-smelling blood wrapped thickly around his nostrils, and he had to occasionally struggle to chase away the large number of black flies that made a piercing sound of flapping wings.

Rintaro pressed his disgust at touching the corpse and crouched down again to examine it.

The bulletproof specifications of the National Institute of Justice, the heavy ceramic plate of the A++ grade, were cut in two.

The promoter slashed horizontally in the abdomen, and the internal organs flowed out of the bloody mouth, and the initiator slashed diagonally down from the neck to kill him, and his head was almost cut off.

What is this nightmare swordsmanship?

And the cuts in this armor...... If you say it's too small, or is it a shorter knife?

Rentaro got up and looked around, and asked the crowd, "Did anyone see what happened?"

"Y-You can't be Mr. Satomi Rentaro, right?" a thin man stepped forward cautiously.

Rentaro frowned and said, "So what." ”

"Uh...... You, you...... No - I read it wrong. It's okay. ”

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"No, so, so it's fine!"

The man's anxious tone seemed to mean something, but before he could stop him, he immediately turned and left.

Most of the other policemen also didn't want to cause trouble and quickly left the scene. An ambulance had already arrived in the distance.

Rentaro became increasingly unclear about the situation. What was that reaction just now? Why did that guy confirm his name in the first place?

But he forgot one thing, as one of the battalion commanders of the hunting festival, and the hero who once defeated the zodiac level protosagularis Scorpio, these ordinary policemen will naturally have a great sense of oppression when they see him.

Not to mention anything else, at least the title of [star-level policeman] is something that ordinary people can't look at directly - of course, it's not so much awe, but jealousy of an upstart like Rentaro.

After all, before the Leech Shadow Yin terrorist attack, Rentaro was still ranked 100,000 miles away.

And now, the two things of defeating the leech shadow and protecting the Son of Heaven in the talks add up, so that the Son of Heaven came forward, with the authority of the head of state, and personally promoted him to IP300, this kind of treatment, of course, ordinary people are blushing.

"Hey—there's a fight here, too!"

Someone shouted coldly, and the police gathered around turned there one after another.

As if it had been agreed in advance, everyone moved towards that direction together, and it was human nature to watch the excitement after all.

"Rentaro!" Yeonjoo looked nervously.

"yes, let's go too. It's the same murderer. ”

Rentaro asked the owner of a nearby shop to deal with the aftermath, suppressed his impetuous emotions and rushed to the direction of the sound. The gathering place of the crowd was changed to a grassy area a little further away from the market.

Compared with the previous round human wall, this time the human wall is more widely distributed and naturally sparse, so even without squeezing through the crowd, it can be easily moved to a position that is enough to grasp the battle situation.

The battle hadn't started yet, but seeing the two groups of people who had a dispute, Rentaro couldn't help but hold his breath.

Is that......?

Approaching Rentaro was a giant man with a punk head the size of a wine barrel, his hair dyed purple standing high above him like a cockscomb.

He was flanked by a blank-eyed starter, his face painted red with camouflage.

Rentaro is really sorry for this guy's aesthetic.

The promoter on the other side is tall and wears a white coat with his eyes covered by a sunhat.

The starter next to him wears a skirt and hooded sports jacket, and a black peaked hat with a wide brim. Perhaps because she was concerned about the sight around her, she always shook her body timidly, looking a little shy.

The punk-headed guy blushes, making Rentaro feel uncomfortable. It looks like the guy was drinking.

"Hey, little ghost, you actually look down on me, do you know who Uncle Ben is? I have committed 20 cases of robbery and murder, and have been sentenced to death and wanted by three countries. Brick Nigel! The punk head let out a rude cry and swung his AN-94 assault rifle indiscriminately.

The man in the sunhat coat shook his head slightly calmly: "I didn't say that you are weak, you are strong." ”

"Then why don't you drink Uncle Ben's wine!"

"I don't need to treat you to a treat. ”

Punk's head suddenly bruised, and he moved his chin at the starter next to him, and the starter turned and raised his spear in the air without a word.

It was a javelin for throwing, but the muzzle was replaced with pure metal and became very sharp.

Rentaro, whose sleeve was pulled, looked to the side, only to see Yanzhu looking uneasy:

"Why hasn't anyone noticed, Rentaro? ”

Rentaro fully understood Yeonzhu's intentions, so he said with emotion, "You also found out." But there's no way, Yanzhu, first of all, the police are such a belligerent animal, besides-hmm!?"

Seeing Rentaro's shocked expression, Yeonjoo asked suspiciously, "What's wrong Rentaro?"

Rentaro's expression froze, and his gaze fell on the man in the robe wearing a sunhat, and he felt that his figure was extremely familiar.

"No, it won't. Is that...... Shoma?"