Due to the distribution of winter uniforms, all schools in the city of the college only have half a day of classes on this day.

As a result, the students who got a half-day vacation for no reason were very happy.

But the sudden rain in the sky made everyone a little disheartened.

"Bella, shall we send her to the adults?"

"But she seems to be very reluctant, why don't I ask Qingyin?"

In a restaurant near the underground mall, Benarles and Junko Fan looked at the final work sitting across from them.

Just as Bella was about to call Qingyin.

"Don't! Misaka Misaka sneaked out! ”

The last work doesn't want to be captured by the Misaka sister who looks very peculiar in the Misaka network

Moreover, now that Qingyin is doing the right thing, once the secret of body shaping in 9933 and 19090 is cracked, then all the Misaka sisters can have a good body in the future. (Except Mikoto Misaka)

"And you're the central host for all your sisters?"

Junko looked at the last work, she had learned about the events of the Misaka sisters from the bee-eaters.

In the bee-eating pie valve, in addition to the bee-eater, Runzi also knows such a thing.

"It's not so much the central console, it's closer to the console, and Misaka Misaka is trying to correct it. The central point of Misaka does not exist, and it does not make sense for a specific individual to exist as the core in the network, and Misaka Misaka proudly puffs up his chest and explains. ”

Regardless, this girl was made so that the human side could stop a large number of sisters when they got out of control. In other words, she is the final signal that others use to intervene in some kind of network formed by the sisters.

Of course, above the final signal, there is also a whole consciousness. But the overall consciousness is just an entity that is built when the Misaka sisters connect to the network. Although he is in the name of the leader of the group, he can't stop his sisters from getting out of control.

"It's amazing."

Runko folded her hands, indicating that the final work could manage tens of thousands of people under her hands, which must be very powerful.

At this time, Benares looked out the window, and the clouds in the distance made her feel very bad.

"Oh, it's raining, Misaka Misaka looks up at the night sky. Misaka obviously wanted to see the moon, but he was a little disappointed. ”

The final work also looked out the window.

It's late. Raindrops are falling in a rattle.

Although there is no need to hold an umbrella, there are few pedestrians on the street, and many people are looking for entertainment nearby.

"Misaka Misaka has to go! Misaka Misaka saw a person! ”

When the final piece was brought to the street, I got up and left the restaurant.

That's a one-way pass

"Huh? Gremlin? ”

One side of the passage is obviously also the scene of seeing the last work and fleeing in panic.

Just about to catch up.

Rumble!!

A speeding black van slammed into the body of a passer.

It was a blow from behind.

His location is a trail that is separate from the driveway.

The driveway is separated from the trail by a thick guardrail.

But

The pitch-black van easily smashed through the guardrail and slammed into the walkway where one side was passing. It seems that the other party did not step on the brakes. Fragments of the car's headlights and bumper littered the area, and the shattered windshield made a sound like red beans hitting each other. The torn guardrail iron plate flew in the air, and then slammed into the iron sliding door facing the walkway of the mixed living building. The boom led to a new boom.

Such a corner looks like the center point of the explosion.

In such a situation,

One side of the traffic posture remains unchanged and stands calmly.

Even if it is directly attacked by nuclear weapons,,The strongest level 5 superpower in the school city can be unscathed.。

"What's going on?"

One side turned his head to look.

He looked at the black van that rushed in.

As if it had been hit by a cannonball, the iron plate in the center of the front was greatly dented, and the surrounding area of the hollow was twisted and wrinkled, making people wonder whether it could be called the wreckage of the car.

It was sunset, but the headlights weren't on. It's not that it broke because of the impact, but that the lights weren't turned on from the start.

This technique seems to have been specially designed to hit one side.

The license plate showed signs of being forcibly replaced, even the windshield would have shattered, the airbag did not act, and the black van itself appeared to be a stolen car, and there were traces of pried open on the keyhole of the door.

The decisive element was the man in black moaning in the flattened driver's seat.

The special forces-like armored suit, the mask that completely covers the head, and the night vision goggles that completely cover the eyes like a skier, are quite thorough.

One side of the passage grinned.

He smiled pleasantly at the sight of the military pistol grip stuck in the driver's seat's chest.

"It's you idiots. Hound troops."

One side of the passage raised its head.

He smiled as he looked at the face of the man in the driver's seat, who was still tall.

"I'm going to kill you"

The roar spread through the dark streets.

It happened in an instant.

The passing arm of one side reaches into the driver's seat through the window without a windshield. The thin wrist was sucked directly into the face of the man in black. His mouth, to be correct. Four fingers from the index finger to the little finger were inserted into the man's mouth, and one of the white hands pierced through the black knife-proof mask and invaded deep into his throat. The remaining thumb pressed against the man's jaw from the bottom up.

His arm pulled forward.

There was a click, it was the sound of the jaw joint loosening.

"Ahh

One party let out an explosion of laughter, pulling the man's body out of the driver's seat as if fishing for tuna, and threw it behind him. The black back leaped across the walkway, and without any rebound, it slammed into the iron door of the mixed-use building.

In the back seat of the black van, there was a gasp.

There are still people.

The red eyes of one side are ready to move.

Like a beast, he swooped into the car from where there was no windshield.

One side pulled out the passenger seat like a weed and stepped directly into the back seat. There was a violent vibration throughout the car, and it looked like the metal and interior had avoided traffic on its own. The entire metal frame twisted, bolts popping open and glass shattering came one after another, as if a steel balloon was forcibly inflated.

There is also a man in the back seat.

Before he could draw his gun in a panic, Yifang Tong had already grabbed his black head and struck it hard. Bang!! The back seat bounced to the sound of a ridiculous sound, and the man's head sank into the cotton.

"I'll peel you off half of it. If you stay alive, I'll let you go. ”

Accompanied by a howl like killing a pig.

One party laughed.

His expression was quite pleasant, happy, happy, and full of interest.

(End of chapter)