The Slammer greedily absorbs the wisdom of others, and for it this process is simply obsessive, and it cannot help itself.

Kujou Tatsuhime smiled with satisfaction as he watched the growing slammer from the rooftop.

"Brain, brain." The Slammer kept repeating the phrase, the first word it had learned, for it was the food it had in it. It can be said that the "brain" is its greatest desire at this time.

Hiding behind a telephone pole and watching, the slammer's mouthparts on the face were aimed at a person's brain, and one fell to the ground wailing. Then it rolls and crawls like a three-year-old child under its feet.

She didn't want to touch this disgusting thing.

With that in mind, the ice chamber moved backwards without a trace, and the slammer walked towards the next victim.

At this time, the mobile phone of the ice room Huanna suddenly rang, and the mobile phone ringtone from the last century successfully attracted the attention of the audience.

The Slammer looked at her with interest, dropped the human in his hand, and ran towards her.

"Damn it!" Icechamber Mira hung up the phone angrily and shook the bat full bottle.

She swore that if she caught the caller, she would make him look good.

By the time Tan Song arrived at the scene, it was already a mess, and the ground was full of people who had been sucked out of intelligence, and they were crawling on the ground.

One of the women in fancy dress was particularly eye-catching, with only her eyes rolling, her hands and feet twitching, her tongue sticking out, and her astringent expression of being played.

Tan Song saw from afar that she had a full bottle in her hand, and at the same time had bats and crocodiles, and had a unique taste for dressing, so she thought she was an honest person.

But why are you a girl too?

Tan Song vomited a bad sentence in his heart, but he still called CR to accept the patient.

Is CR's business so extensive? But you can't accept this kind of patient anywhere else.

Ayaka Changpan put away the motorcycle after getting out of the car, because Tan Song didn't have a motorcycle for the time being, so he temporarily shared a car with her.

Along the way, she was so distracted that she almost loaded onto the oncoming car. And the road was full of wrong-way traffic, which was too dangerous at a speed of one hundred and eighty yards per hour. If Tan Song hadn't hugged her so tightly, she would have almost slowed down.

Tan Song picked up two full bottles from the ground and received them in the bag together with the crab bottles from the previous days.

"Song, there's news that you saw a slammer in Central Park." Ayaka Tsukiwa put down her phone.

"Let's go."

……

"Brain, me, eat." The Slammer grabbed another child, absorbing so much human wisdom that it finally learned to stumble and utter an incomplete sentence.

Just as it approached its next victim, an iron rod slammed into its head.

"Monsters... Competent... Fight with me! Lian was about to cry, and she didn't know where she got the courage to knock on one by one. Knowing that she couldn't beat it, she was obviously not discovered, but she just rushed over.

The slammer scratched his head, the place where it was hit was a little itchy, and the human did not do any effective damage at all.

It approached Lian step by step, and Lian was also afraid to retreat step by step.

It would be nice if someone was willing to come out and protect themselves like a ninja at this time.

Lian couldn't help but think.

It seemed that a dream had come true, a puff of green smoke came out between the two, and Tan Song kicked down the slammer with a domineering kick.

"It's safer to use this against you."

Tan Song showed off his knight's belt, threw the two cards together, and pushed them with one hand.

“KAMEN RIDER──Decade”

Another smoke exploded, and Build's ninja manga appeared in front of Ren's eyes.

So handsome~

Lian looked at Decade in front of her, her eyes full of little stars.

Tan Song picked up the four-grid ninja sword, danced twice, and then directly flashed the seal behind the slammer, slashing twice fiercely, successfully leaving two knife marks on its appearance.

How can real life be like a holster that leaves no traces, unless your attack doesn't break the defense at all.

Unexpectedly, the Slammer threw forward, and Decade vanished once more, appearing directly in front of it, stabbing it in the face.

"Brain, it hurts!" The slammer covered his face and retreated, not paying attention to the slow walking Shi Wang, who took another punch.

"So weak, how did you say the first few knights were hit?" Shi Wang pressed the button fixed above the driver, turned the driver counterclockwise, and said as if chatting.

"Probably too honest." Decade whipped the corpse and pressed the ninja knife four times to launch a kill.

Both jumped up at the same time, one kicking and the other slashing with a knife.

In an instant, time stopped, and Kujo Tatsuhime walked up to Shiwang's back and kissed her, pushing her forward for some distance, and then left with the slammer.

After she left, time resumed flowing, Changpan Ayaka kicked directly into the air, she raised her head suspiciously, and saw Tan Song holding a knife and slashing down.