At Tokyo Metropolitan International High School in Shibuya Ward, a martial arts master's favorite jeep slowly parked on campus.

At this time, Qiao Shuya had no idea that the priest in the association was doing a trick, and he only needed a solid cross to be in charge of inserting it into the ground.

Ah Qiao's academic performance was not satisfactory.

Maybe when he was in middle school before the age of 15, Qiao Shuya would still care about his academic performance, because at that time, at least there was a mother who supervised him every day, and although his academic performance at that time was not particularly outrageous, it was only the top ten level of a private aristocratic junior high school.

At that time, Wei Ning said every day that he should study hard, take the entrance examination to the University of Tokyo or other universities in the world, and become a professional scholar who studies alien demons when the time comes, which is the path paved for him by his adoptive mother a long time ago.

That's why he can naturally become a guest.

But then his mind was no longer focused on this, and the whole of Tokyo was chasing demons like dogs, studying? Learn a fart!

He began to crawl around in the association, thinking about how to make money, how to be passive, and even set a record of being absent from school for several months in a row.

If it weren't for the two bosses, Uncle Li and Chairman Bairen, who pressed him on the golden toilet seat, he might have dropped out of school a long time ago to live a life of eating, sleeping, and fighting demons.

Qiao Shuya has always been unable to understand that instead of a high school student or an expert in alien demons, this world needs a passive brother who quietly stacks the passive to tens of thousands of layers and then comes out of the mountain.

However, he couldn't understand that there were many things about the association, and in the end he didn't bother to think about it, an organization as big as the association probably had his own deep meaning.

The school re-assigned classes in the third year of high school, a tradition in District 11 schools, which disrupt class reassignments essentially every year.

He was placed in Class A of the third year of high school, and when he pushed the door open, the classroom that had been a little lively during the lunch break was quiet.

He glanced slightly, and found that his seat was still in the last place by the familiar window, the errand seat.

After Qiao Shuya sat down in his seat, whispers suddenly sounded in the classroom.

Qiao Shuya can be regarded as a man of the year to a certain extent, after all, he beat up the whole school as soon as he entered the school, and then there were truancy, beating teachers, drinking, making phone calls in class, etc., but only Qiao Shuya knew that he was a good boy.

It wasn't until class that the teacher came to the podium and saw Qiao Shuya in class, and said with a smile: "Qiao Shuya, you are absent from class in the morning for a special reason, but it doesn't matter, let's introduce yourself." ”

Qiao Shuya did not refuse, slowly walked up to the podium, and said: "My name is Qiao Shuya, 17 years old, unmarried, non-smoking, drinking is also shallow, I like sugar, and I am afraid of campus violence. ”

After speaking, he slowly walked off the podium, and his 17-year-old face still looked immature, looking like a weak ordinary high school student.

The rest of the students: "......"

I was afraid of school violence, so I beat up all those who dared to engage in school violence, and it is said that the teachers who pulled the bias were beaten at that time, and those bad parents were beaten after they came to school.

Since then, no one in the whole school has dared to be violent, and the bad guys with cow dung heads will only be polite after being stepped on in their shoes.

……

The afternoon class was over quickly, and Qiao Shuya almost woke up in a daze, stretched, and looked at the time that had arrived in the afternoon.

"Today is another day full of hope." Qiao Shuya looked at the sunset outside the window and said.

He yawned and slowly walked into the toilet, and the cow dung heads gathered here were stunned when they saw Qiao Shuya, and their bodies were shocked when Qiao Shuya walked into the toilet.

"What's wrong? Do you want school violence? Qiao Shuya asked.

"Smimarseille!" The cow dung heads took a step back in unison, instantly bent down at 90 degrees and bowed and roared, and then retreated and left in unison.

Qiao Shuya saw a few cigarette butts in the toilet and immediately shrugged his shoulders.

He thinks he's a very reasonable person, but when he doesn't want to be reasonable, it's physics.

And when he left the classroom to go home, he happened to see a very beautiful woman.

Wearing white gloves, wearing a men's suit, but under the suit is a tight shirt, and her face is painted with makeup, her style of painting is incompatible with this school.

If the JK girls of this age are cute, she highlights the charm and charm, even if she is wearing men's clothes, she gives people this feeling.

Qiao Shuya just glanced at it from a distance, he thought that it should be someone who came to pick up the child, although he looked less than thirty years old, it seemed normal to have a child in high school.

And when Qiao Shuya came to the jeep, he turned his head to look at the woman who was so obvious in the crowd, only to find that she had disappeared.

"Master!" A sudden voice shouted.

Qiao Shuya looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a large number of girls surrounding the small one in the middle, oh just now he only saw a circle of people around here, it turned out that Yuan Zhiai was completely blocked by someone else's height.

"Master craftsman, master craftsman......" Yuan Zhiai hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and grabbed Qiao Shuya.

Qiao Shuya took a general look, those people should be her new classmates, and they were very enthusiastic about the club invitation or wanted to do the homecoming department with her, but they were all refused.

"What's wrong? Didn't you have a good relationship with your classmates on the first day? Qiao Shuya asked.

"Forget it, don't say it, it's annoying, all of them are asking me if I'm a prodigy who rose directly from elementary school, I'm really Fake, when I grow taller, I'm going to kill all the people who call me elementary school students!" Genji grinded his teeth viciously, and then turned on the jeep and sat in the driver's seat.

Qiao Shuya also smiled, and suddenly had the feeling that her daughter was complaining about the school.

"Let's go, go home." Qiao Shuya said, opening the car door.

At this time, the smell of cosmetics and perfume came into his nostrils, and he frowned, and found that the mature woman he had noticed before passed by his side, and even bumped into him slightly.

"I'm sorry, classmate."

"It's fine." Qiao Shuya got in the car, and the jeep slowly drove away from the school, perhaps the new classmates of Yuan Zhiai today would feel unparalleled surprise, after all, it was difficult for them to imagine why Yuan Zhiai, a small one, would drive such a rough jeep.

"I met a lot of new friends at school today, huh? I saw all those girls around you, and their eyes were full of maternal love. Qiao Shuya teased Yuan Zhiai.

And Xiao Ai just drove the car with a black face, deciding that there was no starch and sugar for today's dinner.

It's just that when Qiao Shuya was touching the pocket of his windbreaker, he suddenly found a note, and he took it out suspiciously, and his brows furrowed for a moment.

The note reads "Goodbye, My son" in pink lettering.

Even if you look closely, you can smell the perfume that doesn't fit on it

"Stop!" Qiao Shuya shouted.

The jeep braked on the road in an instant, and Yuan Zhiai hurriedly asked, "Master, what happened?" ”

Qiao Shuya looked around in an instant, but it was already a long way out of the school, and she couldn't see the mature woman at all.

"Have you just noticed a mature wife? The woman who hit me? Qiao Shuya asked suddenly.

"Is there one?" Yuan Zhiai tilted her head in confusion.

"When I was about to get in the car, a woman hit me, do you have any impressions?" Qiao Shuya continued to ask.

"Is there such a person? Master, what's wrong with you? Yuan Zhiai is still very confused.

"No, it's nothing, let's go home." Qiao Shuya didn't ask any more questions, but he just looked in the direction of the school from a distance and put the note in his pocket in his hand.

"Let's have a barbecue tonight."

……

At this time, in the association, the priest felt that even if he was a little bit of a master, he was sorry for the price.

So he thought about it for a long time, the design drawings were ready, and the stacking welding of spring steel and high-carbon steel was also done.

He wants to forge a nine-turn horse, which is to stamp, twist, twist, and then forge and hammer flat, and then cut the steel into three parts and continue to weld and stack.

In this way, the reciprocating cycle is nine times, and the billet obtained will have irregular dense stripe patterns, which is the right price.

As soon as he said he would do it, the priest immediately began calcining the steel.

The equipment department also has a cold weapon forging room, and he began to make his own nine-turn horses.

In the association, it also began to gradually become busy at this time, after all, when it was time to get off work, many people hurriedly kept an eye on the people who took over the shift.

And in such an environment, an uninvited guest slowly sneaked into the association.

"No. 8, your task this time is to steal a top-secret document from the association, codenamed "ACE Project", which is a task arranged by your mother." In the earphones, someone's voice sounds.

"Understood." Number 8 slowly held his briefcase, he looked like a recent college graduate, wearing glasses, but this was not his real appearance.

In the laboratory, the lower the number, the more powerful it is, because the first number is often the people who only carried out experiments when the previous technology was immature, and they are more or less flawed, and after the 7th, there are truly perfect artificial gods.

Even, their No. 8, No. 9 and the strongest No. 10 are all S-level demons.

The No. 8 fusion demon is an S-class mirror demon, which is a very special kind of demon, and its body is like a slime that can change its form at any time.

It doesn't even need to slowly erode and replace humans like other aliens, and even to the point where it can perfectly replicate someone's appearance, fingerprints, and even DNA by simply taking their blood.

And the copy of the S-class mirror demon will even affect the perception of the alien demon by the watchers, so he is responsible for carrying out the plan to steal the information this time.

However, No. 8 thinks that he doesn't need to disguise at all, he is now a perfect fusion of S-class mirror demons, this is S-class, how many S-class can there be in the whole of Tokyo, or the entire 11th ward?

Moreover, even if he faced other S-Ranks, No. 8, who felt the surging power in his body, felt that he could destroy everything.

However, since this is his mother's task, he has also decided to complete it in the most perfect way.

And now, he is replacing an ordinary clerk in the association's logistics department.

He also synchronized the clerk's fingerprints and identification documents and successfully infiltrated the Watchmen's Association.

After entering, these inconspicuous guys walking around him may at least be B-level watchmen, and maybe even many A-level people are among them, but he still calmly and silently walked into the association.

Someone had already given them a three-dimensional diagram of the entire guild, and all he needed to do now was find the area where the top-secret information was kept.

The journey was very smooth, the mirror demon's replication was perfect enough to deceive the current technology, and he soon quietly came to the minus 13th floor of the association's basement, which is the area where the entire association keeps top-secret files.

Even after coming here, he couldn't contact the people he was connected with, because all signals were blocked here.

And here, the clerk authority he copied was not enough, so he hid, secretly took down a bald professor who passed by, and replaced it.

He even thoughtfully changed the professor's clothes on himself, and threw the naked professor into a large box full of confetti.

After doing all this, he disguised himself as a bald professor and entered the area where the top secret materials were kept.

"Hey, Professor Fu Jian, didn't you get off work just now?" Someone asked.

"Well, I forgot to take something...... 8 almost thought his disguise was exposed, and he quickly lowered his voice.

"Professor Fujian, what's wrong with you?" Some experimenters asked.

No. 8 didn't dare to speak again, just kept shaking his head.

He can't run away now, at least he needs to find that top-secret information, and then kill everyone who sees him, this is the perfect infiltration.

Soon he got past everyone and went deeper.

It was a computer room, and when he came here, he knew that he was in an area where the guild was really hiding top-secret information.

At this time, it was time to witness the strength, and he actually successfully opened the insurance through the identity information of the bald professor, and he began to walk into the document room.

"ACE Project, is the association training an ace watchman? What level of combat effectiveness will it be, S-class? Serial-level? Or is it the level of the Demon King? "Even No. 8 felt a burst of excitement at this time.

Soon, he found the corresponding safe, and at this time his hand turned into a sharp blade, easily cutting the metal of the safe.

He may be able to get the truth of "ACE Project".

However, there was only one piece of paper in the safe, and Number 8 picked it up and looked at it......

It reads, "Got you! ”

"Buzz!"

The lights in the entire room were completely turned off, and No. 8 was extremely vigilant for a moment, and he finally understood why it was so smooth!

He's been tricked! The association is obviously fishing law enforcement, and he is the fish!

But......

No. 8 is alienated, and he wants to be this shark that breaks through the fishing net!

(End of chapter)