"Hey! What are you doing? ”

Just as Kihara continued to beat one side of passing, a voice interrupted his movements.

A blonde girl in a high school uniform stands at the other end of the street with an umbrella.

In the falling raindrops, the girl's voice resounded through the dark streets, reaching the ears of the Hound Troop and Kihara, as well as the side that had fallen on the wet road.

Isn't that too unfortunate? What kind of opportunity is this, it is only adding to the trouble. Not to mention the Hound Troop with guns in her hands, she can't even deal with the bad boys in the dark alley.

Fang Tong looked at Flanda's body like a junior high school student, and thought that she was here to give away someone's head.

Alas wait.

Isn't this Shirai's girlfriend?

Actually, Kihara was frowning.

He didn't analyze or think about the new combat power in front of him at all. The look on his face can be described as the feeling of suddenly seeing a chicken walking on the pitcher's mound at a baseball game.

At the slightest command, the blonde girl would be reduced to a mass of ground meat in a matter of seconds.

"What should I do?"

The members of the Hound Unit who stayed by Kihara's side whispered in Kihara's ear.

Kihara sighed boredly.

"What do you say, of course let her disappear~"

Flanda witnesses the activities of the Hound Unit. She witnessed this non-public organization that should be concealed itself, and Kihara certainly meant to kill people and kill people.

Even if this girl can escape from here, she will be constantly followed, and she may not last more than three days.

But just when the Hound unit was ready to pull out its guns and shoot.

"Your weapons have all been touched by my killer queen~"

Flanda was no stranger to this kind of scene.

She had received a notice from Bella before, saying that it was the last work to run away from home, and called Qingyin but the other party said that she was doing something important and couldn't get out.

So, Flanda came.

Then, let her see the scene.

Shocked Flanda for a whole year, the superpower person ranked first in the school city was actually beaten by a group of people, and he had no power to fight back.

As the guns in the hands of the Hound Force exploded, everyone was affected by the explosion.

This includes the passage of one party

But due to the reflexes of one side, the explosion did not pose any form of threat to him.

Then, the passage of one party only felt itself being dragged away.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it in a safe place, Bella seems to be fighting with someone. Really, it's only been a few days. ”

Flanda dragged him out of the crater of the explosion with a passing trouser leg on his shoulders.

As for the Hound troops, Flanda didn't dare to guarantee that her explosion would not completely destroy the other party.

At the very least, the researcher in the lab coat must have survived.

Then Flanda suddenly turned to the side slightly, and a sniper bullet grazed Flanda's side.

"Oops, this is the same wave as the snipers who sniped Yukikaze a few months ago?"

Familiar memories welled up in Flanda's mind.

In the puzzled expression of the party, a large number of mechanical cabins appeared behind Flanda.

. A, against the demon exorcist armor.

After the Endymion incident, the one that was ripped off Kihara's brainstem. A: Flanda still has it.

"Let me experience what the so-called romance of men is! Fry it for the old lady!! ”

With. A's expanded battery was aimed at a sniper on a building, and the next moment, a fierce energy bombardment erupted.

If Kihara Brain Stem saw this scene, he would definitely leave tears of jealousy.

It's good to have a rich man behind you.

The dull sound of cannons and the thunder in the sky rang out, and the white dragon also appeared in the school city.

Flanda knew that things weren't going to be easy.

It was clear from her that Bella seemed to be being pressed and beaten.

September 30, 6 p.m.

The wind in front of the right seat of the god physically breaks through the outer defenses of the school city.

At the same time, an unknown attack was launched, and the security guards and discipline officers who maintained law and order were greatly damaged.

As a result of the weakening of the guards, three people in the General Council were killed by the wind in front of them.

At this time, Aiho Huangquanchuan held the steering wheel of the car,

The exterior is a cheap sports car made in China, but the engine sound is unexpectedly low, and the invisible places are quite tight, probably to chase the escapees.

Just from the fact that the gear stall can reach seven gears, you should be able to imagine how exaggerated.

However, even if it rains, there will be space on the road.

Gakuen City was originally a city for students.

At most, the only people who can drive here are faculty, businessmen, and university students, and the traffic volume is not as large as that of ordinary metropolitan areas.

However, today there are no vehicles on the streets.

In front of the windshield with the windshield of the windshield waving at regular intervals, it looks like an airport runway.

At this point, the in-car radio light, which replaces the car's stereo, lights up. She turned on her turn signals, slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road.

Huang Quanchuan looked at the radio machine, and with a clatter, a postcard-sized piece of paper spit out.

The principle should be the same as that of a small printer for a digital camera. It is the machine used by the Command Headquarters of the Guards to send photos of wanted criminals to each terminal.

The photo is rather rough and should have been taken from a distance. There seems to be shaking when taking pictures, and the outline is quite unclear. Even so, a woman dressed in yellow could still be seen, standing among the many fallen guards.

Huang Quanchuan was puzzled.

Normally, in addition to photos, text information such as the situation at the scene is added, but this time it was not. Just because of this, I can't understand what the woman in the photo is doing. It was impossible to tell if she was a suspect in the incident or if she should be protected.

Huang Quanchuan pressed the radio button and said:

"Huang Quanchuan called the headquarters and asked for detailed information about the 334 call."

She thought it might be a miscommunication, so she wanted to confirm, but the other party didn't respond.

All that came to my ears was a low rustling sound.

She spoke to the radio several times afterward, but received no response.

Huang Quanchuan pressed the cut-off button on the radio.

In the car on the side of the road, Huang Quanchuan grabbed a postcard-sized piece of paper again. It shows a guard lying in the rain and a woman in yellow standing in the middle.

A strange feeling came from behind Huangquanchuan.

She was angry at her colleague falling to the ground. At the same time, Huang Quanchuan was thinking wildly, but she didn't have a chance to restart the car.

Woo.

Huang Quanchuan Aiho's brain suddenly hit with a shock.

She couldn't even scream.

Her whole body was withdrawn, and her upper body was leaning against the steering wheel. The oppressed chest was quite painful, but she couldn't do anything, from the center of her body to her fingertips, all the power was taken away.

The field of view in front of you narrows rapidly.

In a state of confusion, Huang Quanchuan was about to lose consciousness.

The arm that drooped weakly was only a few tens of centimeters away from the radio button in the car. But I can't do it manually, I can't call for help, and I can't even control my breathing.

The photo of the woman in yellow may be a message from a colleague asking her to be careful.

It was probably a guard in the same situation as himself, squeezing out the last of his strength to send a message.

Aiho Huangquanchuan's consciousness disappeared completely.

Roads without vehicles.

Unusually quiet streets.

An in-car radio that no one answered.

(End of chapter)