"Absolutely, absolutely not to have anything to do with that person!"

An Yilun also roared hysterically, and after waking up from the suffocating shadow of death, he finally knew that the intense phantom pain in his body was not an illusion, but a reality.

He was holding his stomach with his right hand, he hadn't healed from the injuries he had suffered last time.

"Huh?!"

Hearing An Yilunya's words, Ryota Tsuchitani's eyes suddenly widened, and he glared at him with doubts and dissatisfaction.

Both of them are 1.75 meters tall, but Ryota Tsuchitani, who has been exercising all year round, looks half a head taller than Ataka Yasu, and the strength of his body is needless to say.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" He asked angrily, seeing that his uncle-in-law and cousin were about to take the bait, why did this idiot suddenly run out to stir up the situation, and if you like to eat strawberries, eat more and plug your mouth.

An Yilun, who roared directly at this roar, also shrank his neck, and then involuntarily took two steps back. In his subconscious, people who would have a relationship with Kyosuke Hojo are not good people, and he has fully realized this last time.

A good animation production company, the result is all black suits as brutal as the 80s. It's really amazing, in this era, even the real Yakuza isn't so cruel, and I don't know how Kyosuke Hojo trained those people to be like that. Moreover, even the English pear ......

The last time he was knocked unconscious by Kyosuke Hojo with a scabbard, when he was dying, An Yilun also vaguely heard some words and saw some pictures. The girl who said when she was a child that she wanted to be her own painter, the first time she saw that she was cut down was to help Kyosuke Hojo destroy the body and kill people.

Heartache, despair, and when he saw the door being closed, An Yilun really felt that that day was his own death.

first stabbed him in the head as fast as lightning, was trampled on the chest and stepped on the ground, and then closed the door and destroyed the corpse, and on that day An Yilun also experienced unprecedented despair and fear in his life. In the past sixteen years, there is only one and only heard that there is no ending of "Little Master of China" that can be compared.

Thinking of this, An Yilun also flinched suddenly, he couldn't retreat, and he definitely couldn't let Michiru become like Yingli Pear! Absolutely, Michiru must not be allowed to have anything to do with Kyosuke Hojo.

He took a deep breath and told himself not to look at Ryota Tsuchitani and leave this Kyosuke Hojo lackey, although this man looked strong, he was completely different from the last time.

"Michiru, Uncle Bingtang, listen to me. That Kyosuke Hojo is a super invincible and dangerous guy! ”

An Yilun also said to Bingtang's father and daughter very seriously.

The taste of the air made a subtle change as the frenzy caused by Kyosuke Nakajo in Ryota Tsuchitani's mouth froze slightly.

"Haha, Xiao Lun, you are still so middle two when you speak. But when I was still in the basketball club, I was often called a dangerous guy by other schools, and two people came to defend me every time, but it was all useless, hahaha~~"

Bingtang Michiru said with a smile as if he didn't feel anything.

"Haha, that's the danger. Indeed, if Ryota's training video just now were seen by the baseball clubs of other schools, he would definitely think that Kyosuke Hojo was a dangerous guy. ”

Mr. Bingtang saw that his daughter wanted to help An Yilun fool around, so he also laughed a few times cooperatively.

With the cooperation of Bingtang's father and daughter, although Ryota Tsuchitani felt that the obscene idiot definitely didn't want to praise Hojo-kun, his face also looked a lot better, and after sorting out his mood, he planned to continue to blow it, and he was about to succeed, as long as his uncle-in-law and Michiru decided that with Hojo-kun's total martial arts, he would definitely be able to enter Koshien, and the big thing would be done.

Just when the atmosphere gradually eased, An Yilun's voice sounded again:

"No, it's not! It's not like that, Kyosuke Hojo is a complete violent person! Michiru, it's not a joke! It's going to be life-threatening! ”

Although everyone here has heard all kinds of legendary deeds of An Yijia's house, such as dominating the school radio to play anime songs in elementary school, preaching to his classmates in school like a bevel leader, and arguing with the director of education and the principal in order to hold an anime screening during the school anniversary, but after all, they have not seen it with their own eyes, only as a joke after tea and dinner, and Bingtang and his wife will even say that they hope that their daughter can be as well-behaved as An Yilun.

But now that they have experienced it firsthand, and felt the power of this atmosphere destroyer and topic terminator, they suddenly know why such a cowering Ah Otaku can become a campus celebrity, and why An Yijia's parents don't come home all year round.

"Xiao Lun ......" Bingtang Michi squeezed out a smile on his face, and his head turned to fate to help his childhood sweetheart get the words back.

"I can't pretend that I didn't hear this, I dare to slander Hojo-kun like this behind my back, Yasui, you really have the courage."

Ryota Dotani was furious, both the anger of the destruction of the battle, and the anger of hearing that his baby ticket Jun was slandered, if this was on the baseball field, the bench must have been emptied, and more than a dozen people directly stacked Arhats to crush this nonsense-filled idiot into meat sauce.

What Ryota Tugu didn't know was that he was really right, and An Yilun was indeed very courageous to say it. If it weren't for the childhood sweetheart in front of him who grew up together since birth, he would never have said this, even if that person wasn't here.

An Yilun didn't look at the lackey, but just looked at the Bingtang father and daughter with a serious face and said in a deep voice:

"Remember the last time I was in the hospital?"

Speaking of this, he violently lifted his clothes, even though some time had passed, the injury was still shocking.

"Ah, haven't you been okay yet?"

Bingtang Michiru exclaimed, her voice full of distress.

Ryota Tsuchitani's right eyebrows were raised high, and his expression suddenly brightened, thinking that this was right, he wondered how a person like An Yilunya could live so safely.

"All of this was done by Kyosuke Hojo!" An Yilun also lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said.

"What!?"

Upon hearing this, all four members of the Bingtang family exclaimed.

"Hey, I'm going to call the police if you say that again." Ryota Tsuchitani hurriedly spoke, Hojo-kun must not have anything to do with things like fighting, it would be bad if he was punished by the school and couldn't participate in the competition.

"Kyosuke Hojo?"

Mr. Bingtang's expression also became serious, the author of such a great work as "The Devotion of Suspect X" is actually such a person? It's impossible, he can understand if he goes to a prostitute, but except for Yukio Mishima, who committed suicide by disembowelment and was beheaded three times before he died, the other famous writers are stupid people who can't even commit suicide.

"How come, Xiao Lun, didn't my uncle and aunt say that you were beaten by a group of neurotics when I went to see you in the hospital last time?"

Bingtang Michiyu was very distressed, and while talking, she reached out to help her childhood friend pull down her clothes and cover them, it was so miserable that she didn't dare to look at it again.

Mr. Bingtang's attitude towards his daughter is not surprising, An Yilun and Michiru are not as simple as ordinary cousins, the two were born on the same day in the same hospital, and even in the baby care room, they both slept in two beds next to each other. An Yilun has also liked to play with his daughter since he was a child, and his daughter was quite annoying to him when he was a child, but later he didn't know what happened, but the relationship between the two became better.

What is strange to him is that if An Yi was really beaten like this by Kyosuke Hojo, there is no reason why he would not know, and even there will be reports on the newspaper news.

"yes, I remember that the police have already dealt with the perpetrators?"

He wondered if it was his nephew who might not have cared so much about it, but just now he was almost going to send his daughter to Kyosuke Hojo as a support group.

"Yes, this kind of thing can't be talked about, it's a society under the rule of law, and we have to talk about evidence!" Ryota Tsuchiya said.

Hearing these two words, An Yilun also gritted his teeth tighter, and his memory was inevitably pulled back to that darkest moment.

After being slashed by Kyosuke Hojo in the chest, he was dragged out like a dead dog by the sinister guy with the gold-rimmed glasses, and then he was brutally tortured by a group of fierce guys.

“…… Those people, those who were punished, they beat me again according to the injuries that Kyosuke Hojo had inflicted on me! ”

He whispered in despair and grief, and as he was tortured, he swore that he would report the rounds and make those people pay. As a result, without waiting for him to call, those people even took the initiative to carry him to Jiaoban.

They were as honest as the volunteers of the welfare home, and they clearly told them all about how they beat themselves, and the results of the hospital's examination were exactly what they said.

When asked by the inspectors why they beat themselves, they only said that they didn't like it.

How can it be repaired, how can it be repaired! I kept saying that it was someone else who beat me, not these crazy people, but the inspector and the doctor comforted themselves that everything was over and there was no need to be afraid.

They thought they were beaten and went crazy, and they didn't dare to identify them, but subconsciously created illusions to protect themselves.

"Poof~hahaha!!"

Ryota Tsuchiya laughed directly, even the glaring of his cousin next to him couldn't stop him.

Tetsuta Misaki, that guy must have done it, and it's as insidious as it looks.

Hearing the truth of the matter, he felt a big stone in his heart, and his baby ticket Jun had no problem, he was a kind and noble person.

"This ......"

Mr. Bingtang was speechless, he smelled a certain familiar smell from his nephew's words, it was really a simple and crude way to deal with it, how could it feel similar to the high-level strategy he made last week.

Last week, after he bought afternoon tea, he walked to the company next door with his coffee, and then took out his mobile phone outside the conference room to take a string of selfies, but the company's sand sculpture president also greeted himself with a smile, Mr. Bingtang was naturally not polite, and also pulled the other party to take a few photos, and everything in the conference room with open shutters behind was clearly displayed in the photos.

Back at the company, in the office with the blinds closed, everyone discussed for a long time in front of the president's selfie (on the whiteboard opposite the company conference room).

Did I photograph your company? I take a selfie!

Thinking of this, Mr. Bingtang not only did not resent Kyosuke Hojo because of what happened to his nephew, but felt that this person was really reliable. He has survived in this chaotic society for so long, and the most clear thing is that good people cannot survive well in this incorrect world. If you only have talent but don't have the heart to match it, you will never be able to succeed, and the best outcome is just to be abandoned after being squeezed out of value.

Perhaps out of sympathy between heroes, Mr. Bingtang considered his daughter's tearful eyes and said:

"Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Daddy! Xiao Lun has been beaten like this, you won't believe what Brother Liang said, right? How could that violent maniac be a genius beyond me, and you still want me to be a support group for that kind of person, right?! ”

Bingtang Michiru shouted in disbelief, she even wanted to take Xiao Lun with her at the moment to find that violent maniac named Kyosuke Hojo to help Xiao Lun get justice.

"That's right! Uncle Bingtang, if you get close to that kind of person, you will encounter misfortune! I must not let my tragedy happen to Michiru! An Yilun also said solemnly.

Well?

Hearing this, Mr. Bingtang also frowned.

Yes, I believe that he can bring a bigger stage to his daughter because of his talent and talent, but is there a possibility that the results of Kyosuke Hojo's kendo competitions, his academic performance, and even the works he created were all forcibly taken by means of violence and the like?

Although he didn't alike such a thing, it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Thinking of this, he looked at his good nephew An Yilun and asked seriously:

"Ryonya, so Kyosuke Hojo is just a vain person?"

If that's the case, I'll have to make a phone call to warn Tsuchigu-san, and persuade Ryota well......

"That's right, it must be like that!"

Bingtang Michiru also looked at her cousin as she spoke, she had already decided to persuade Brother Liang in the future, and let him go with him to find Hojo Kyosuke to seek justice for Xiao Lun, everyone is cousin!

"How is it possible, what nonsense are you talking about!"

A shout of surprise rang out.

Mr. Bingtang's eyes widened, because the person who spoke was not Ryota Tsuchiya, who had been madly pursuing Kyosuke Hojo, but An Yiryoya, who was beaten to the point that his teeth chattered.

"Do you know how talented Hojo-sensei is, how dare you say that!"

An Yilun also looked at his uncle in disbelief, and couldn't believe that the other party would say such an idiotic thing.

"That's "One Punch Man", that's "Attack on Titan", that's "Sword Art Online", even if it's a joke, it's not a joke! Who else but Hojo-sensei can create such a great work! ”

His voice was even louder than when he had lashed out at Kyosuke Hojo's crimes.

"Huh?" X5

Five bewildered voices sounded.

Mr. Bingtang looked at this "good nephew" obliquely from the bottom up, and he couldn't believe what he had heard.

Ryota Tsuchitani wondered if this person's brain had been damaged by Tesaki Tetsuta last time.

"Hahaha, it's so interesting, why didn't I find out that An Yi you are such a fun person before." Bingtang Hengmei laughed.

"Xiao Lun, what are you talking about?"

Bingtang Michi's ruddy little mouth was open and round, and her big purple eyes were full of confusion.

"Hojo-sensei is definitely not a vain person, he is a person who is a hundred times ten thousand times more talented than Michi! Just like Brother Liang said, compared to him, Michi left you as ordinary as an ordinary person! ”

An Yilun also said loudly.

"Xiao Lun......" Michiru Bingtang opened his mouth slightly, and blinked his eyes three times but couldn't confirm that he was hallucinating.

Looking at the boy who was vainly tall opposite, Ryota Tsuchitani always felt that the other party's expression was a little inexplicably familiar.

Oh yes, when I talked about Hojo-kun just now, I was as fanatical as he was.

"These three works are all works that only geniuses can create, even if you want to copy them, where in the world can you find so many undiscovered works? What's more, Hojo-sensei's update speed is so scary, it's like a printing press. Of course, the frequency of updates is really touching, but that's also because he's working on his own animation production company. When that time comes, you will see the more genius side of him. Not every manga artist has the ability to make anime! Only Hojo-sensei! He is God! ”

An Yilun also didn't look at the faces of several members of the Bingtang family, and when he talked about this, he only felt full of strength.

As he spoke, he also took out his mobile phone and flipped out all kinds of Hojo Kyosuke-related boredom in his collection and showed them to the Bingtang father and daughter.

"This is last year's comic awards, this is the rating list at the beginning of this year, this is the ......"

"Hey, you three-dimensional people, after all, you can't understand what kind of existence Hojo-sensei is."

An Yilun also concluded, he knew that his cousin Michiru Bingtang was quite repulsive to otaku culture, and he had always wanted to persuade himself to leave the house, so he didn't have any hope that they could understand Hojo-sensei's greatness.

"In short, Hojo-sensei is definitely the Tower of Babel in the otaku cultural circle!"

"Xiao Lun...... You okay? ”

Bingtang Michiliu asked with a worried face, although Xiao Lun would become abnormal every time he mentioned those things in the house, but it was not as exaggerated as it is now.

"Huh? I'm fine, I'm so good, even if I revisit all of Hojo-sensei's works right away! An Yilun also patted his chest.

"Dad, go change your clothes and send Xiaolun to the hospital."

Bingtang Michiro shouted in a scorching voice.

"Oh, oh...... Good. ”

Mr. Bingtang was also taken aback by the nephew's crazy appearance, and was about to stand up immediately.

"Wait a minute, I'm in the right head! What I said is true! Although Kyosuke Hojo is a violent maniac, his talent and talent are absolutely "

Seeing that Amway's object wanted to escape, An Yilun also hurriedly pressed her uncle's shoulder.

"I have three sets of Hojo-sensei's works at home, and then I sent the one for missionary use, and Uncle Bingtang, you only need to watch it for five minutes to understand how amazing Hojo-sensei's talent is."

Ryota Tsuchitani on the side was already laughing out of breath, and his previous dissatisfaction with An Yilun had long since disappeared.

Obediently, should this be called masochism or what?

But it's not right, when I talked about being beaten by Hojo-kun before, An Yi obviously gritted his teeth with hatred, but when he talked about the otaku, he became like a fanatic.

This is how Kyosuke Hojo abused him thousands of times, but An Yilun treated him like his first love?

If Tetsuta Misaki saw this scene, he would probably dispose of this dangerous guy as soon as possible.

“……”

Looking at the hand on his shoulder, Mr. Bingtang only felt as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.

"Okay, okay, I know, even if he is very talented in being an otaku, but it's always fake in sports, otherwise why do you need so many people to help you play Xiaolun."

Michiru hurriedly spoke out to appease his childhood sweetheart.

"Yes, kendo competitions or something are also dirty off-court moves, right?" Mr. Bingtang also cooperated to appease the bipolar patient, and he was most familiar with what to do off the court, stumbling on the opposite side of the road before the game to eat, or sending the other party to eat expired food.

"Oh, that, although I haven't paid attention to kendo competitions, Kyosuke Hojo's kendo strength is really strong." An Yilun's title change is quite natural.

"Huh? Didn't pay attention to why do you say that? Ryota Tsuchitani finally held back her laughter.

After this sentence was asked, everyone saw An Yilun's body tremble, and his eyes also vividly appeared in a mood called despair.

"I was cut by him."

"That's not the strength and speed that a normal person can have, he stepped on the table and rushed towards me, the table was trampled into pieces by him, the distance of more than three meters was gone in an instant, I could only hear the sound of the air being torn apart and a vague black shadow, and then he slashed on the head."

"Oh, it's a scabbard, otherwise I would have become 0.5+0.5 An Yilun."

"It's so beautiful, that knife. Absolutely only a master painter can show it in the animation.,Of course,Hojo-sensei himself should be able to.。 ”

"Jianhao! Definitely a sword hero! I doubt he'll be able to wield a sword! ”

Under An Yilun's vivid narration, everyone seemed to see Kyosuke Hojo's amazing knife.

What kind of kendo can make the person who was cut in the hospital still be amazed after lying in the hospital for so long, Mr. Bingtang sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Ryota Tsuchitani's face was also full of shock, he didn't expect An Yilun to be so happy when he was also beaten.

"Xiao Lun, has your brain been broken?" Michiru Himodo's voice was crying.

"Oh, I had a concussion at the time, and then I was hit again by a guy named Hideyoshi Onizuka." An Yilun also answered honestly.

"Thank you, Anyi."

Mr. Bingtang nodded in understanding, so, whether it is kendo or manga, learning, Hojo Kyosuke should really have extraordinary talent and talent, after all, even An Yilun, who was beaten like this, did not deny this, and was so enthusiastic about saying good things for each other.

No, wait, what the hell is this kid Yasui doing, is he trying to persuade Michiru to stay away from Hojo Kyosuke, or is he cooperating with Ryota to sing a duet play?

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Ahem, although there are no 10,000 words, but I worked hard