The cultist was stunned for a moment, he turned his head a little stiffly, and then saw the fist in front of him that was bubbling with blue flames.

He rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't believe it at all, and looked through the telescope again at the only one half a kilometer away.

What a B speed for this!

Cold sweat for no reason instantly spread all over his body, pointing at Qiao Shuya, and the frightened mobile phone fell to the ground, and he even forgot to hang up the phone.

"Akutagawa, hey! We're not ready yet, and we're still analyzing that high school student's fighting style and making a plan to deal with him, Akutagawa, are you kid listening to me? Akutagawa! Akutagawa! ”

In the middle of the phone, a man's voice was still roaring.

But the sect had no way to respond at this time, he pointed at Qiao Shuya, excited heart, trembling hands.

What kind of thing is this, although the deacon is only A-level according to the standards of the Watchmen Association, but the electromagnetic cannon is the most powerful product of condensing the combination of great existence and human knowledge, even the most elite command of the Dread Demon King will be shattered by the electromagnetic cannon of Mach 10, and maybe even the Dread Demon King himself will be seriously injured.

Even the steel plate of the main battle tank will be easily penetrated under the electromagnetic gun.

It's such an attack that was taken over by the mediocre high school student in front of him, but to the extent that he had a bag on his head.

He himself was now targeted by such a monster, as if he were facing a Tyrannosaurus rex.

"It looks like I was targeted by you when I first walked into Nagano Prefecture, no, it looks like I was targeted when I left Tokyo." Qiao Shuya moved his wrist, and the bones of his knuckles crackled.

And just after Qiao Shuya spoke, the phone suddenly stopped talking, but still hasn't hung up.

Besides, the hero template also moved, and the guy in front of him is also a demon, even if he looks like a human now, but the hero template will not deceive Qiao Shuya, it is estimated that he has just been parasitized by a demon.

"There is an old saying in District 2 that the one who knows the times is Junjie, or you tell me your nest, sir, you don't want to wait to be tied to a telephone pole and kicked by a flat schoolboy." Qiao Shuya smiled kindly, "After all, I also want to know if the parasitic demon will also feel pain when the person possessed by the demon is kicked in the ball." ”

Qiao Shuya glanced at the phone that had not yet hung up, but still showed an amiable smile.

The sect member only felt that his brain was buzzing for a moment, he wanted to kneel down and admit it, but he forgot to hang up the phone, and now he was directly threatened like this.

If he confessed now, would he be directly killed by the great existence that had just been born into him......

And kicking the balls or something, it's impossible to really do it, right......

He looked at his phone, and then pretended to be indignant and said, "I won't say anything, you killed one of me, and thousands of me!" My loyalty will not allow you swarms to be defiled! ”

On the other side of the phone, the corner of the mouth of the person who answered the phone twitched, it would be tied to the telephone pole and then kicked, this kind of pain can be faced calmly, Akutagawa, my friend, you are the real man!

"That's really good, I was just talking about playing, but I didn't expect you to be so hard-boned, sir, which made me a little unkind if I didn't continue." Qiao Shuya pulled out a rope, it seems that he is going to make a man feel the pain, understand the pain, and accept the pain today.

"Blah, blah, blah...... Do you play for real? Wait, wait, you can't do this, I'm a good citizen, I'm just a code farmer, the kind who pays tens of thousands of taxes a year, you can't do this, I want to see the police department, I ...... Ahh ”

A terrible scream rang out.

The call still hasn't hung up......

"Wow, the number of layers is +3, the current number of layers is 642."

……

"Master, this ......" Yuan Zhiai looked at this corpse, it was very hideous, covered in bruised muscles, no matter how she looked like a human being, but I don't know why she always felt a little weird.

Why is this corpse hunched over like a soft-footed shrimp, and still covering its own underneath, as if it had experienced all the pain of this life before dying, and even its mouth was covered and it couldn't scream.

And Qiao Shuya stepped on the side and smashed the mobile phone that had not been hung up, and then made a phone call, saying: "Uncle Li, have fun, I was targeted as soon as I came to Nagano, ah, yes, yes, I also killed a strange demon casually, what kind of happiness is it, I should be able to get involved in this matter now, right?" ”

At this time, the Tokyo Watchmen Association, Uncle Li looked at the indignant panda man next to him, and just returned: "Yes." ”

“OK！” Qiao Shuya hung up the phone, casually picked up the corpse, and threw him into the trunk of the jeep with a long line of blood still dragging his lower body.

"Drive back to the Nagano branch." Qiao Shuya washed his hands, and then sat down in the co-pilot very relaxed.

The jeep started, and soon, the villagers who saw all this secretly called the police at this time, after all, for them, this is "murder".

And Yuan Zhiai, who was driving, wanted to speak several times and stopped, she always felt as if Qiao Shuya had done a very cruel thing behind her back just now......

Thinking of the blood-stained part, Gen Zhiai had a strange conjecture.

"Master craftsman...... Uh, what the hell just happened? Yuan Zhiai only felt as if she had missed something particularly interesting.

"Oh, I forgot, I originally wanted you to do this." Qiao Shuya suddenly remembered, but then he didn't care anymore, he didn't expect that the person said that he was heroic and righteous, and as soon as he hit it, it was a soft-footed shrimp, and a hint of an increase in the number of layers popped up.

Blame himself, the passive additional damage is a fixed damage, and he can't control the amount.

"By the way, how far have you practiced chakra?" Qiao Shuya felt that his "master" should also show concern about the progress of his apprentice.

"I seem to have some feelings, but only a little bit ......" Yuan Zhiai looked at Qiao Shuya with some resentment.

She was about to grasp that feeling, but she was interrupted, and hurried here.

Alas, I just hope that I can learn Chakra as soon as possible, and then I can help the master to deal with these not very strong mobs.

……

At this time, at the Tokyo Watchmen Association, a helicopter gunship began to take off.

"Let's go, head to Nagano Prefecture." Uncle Li said to the pilot brother.

Uncle Li changed out of his work clothes today, put on a leather jacket, and seemed to have dozens of Damascus knives on his back.

Not only that, but there was also a confused panda man on the plane, who looked at Uncle Li and asked, "Uncle Li, I'm here for a vacation in District 11, right?" ”

"Yes."

"And what am I going to do now?" The panda man looked at the helicopter that was gradually rising, and suddenly missed the bamboo shoots in his hometown.

"Overtime." Uncle Li began to close his eyes and recuperate.

The panda man didn't know what to say for a moment, and for a long time, it looked at the brightly lit metropolis outside the window, and then replied silently,

"Grass!"