"Xin Cao Kun, why is it so hard to control yourself?"
Lonely words came to his ears, and Worry Maker was speechless for a moment. Him and? Kōichi Murakami's experience was very similar, but the difference was that he could suppress his thoughts and control the use of his personality, and? Murakami's unknown past caused his personality to go out of control, and he couldn't control his thoughts.
"There must be a solution." Before this comforting sentence came out, the accident had already happened.
"… Xin Cao Kun, there's an enemy …" The cold voice was distorted by the interference of the electric current, and the words he heard were absurd and ridiculous. Before he could ask, the other end had completely gone silent, leaving only a buzzing sound.
Enemy!? Only then did he realize this important word, and Worry Maker's tiredness flew out of the sky. Where was the enemy? Was it just USJ, where they had classes, that was invaded, or was the entire school invaded? Murakami called, but he couldn't get through. What exactly happened? He instantly thought of the reporter last time, and sure enough, that was the enemy's probe.
He didn't know if there were other students in the school, and so far, he hadn't heard much movement. He picked up his phone again and tried to contact his family, and after waiting for a while, he heard a relaxing tone. He casually said a few words and hung up the call with his parents. So, only Murakami was blocked? Murakami was with them.
He carefully listened to the corridor outside through the door. It was very quiet, and there was no sound. Right now, he didn't have the teacher's contact information, and his classroom was some distance away from the teacher's office. What should he do?
Nervously holding the phone, he took a few deep breaths to adjust his state of mind. If there really were enemies in this building, they couldn't have all the information about the school, so my personality could help me buy some time. Right now, I'll pretend that I don't know anything and go find the teacher.
He took a few hard-edged and lighter notebooks and put them in his hands. He opened the door and walked towards the teacher's office unhurriedly. On the surface, he looked flawless, but on the inside, he was highly focused, carefully observing everything around him and listening to the various sounds around him. The originally familiar teaching building was now frighteningly unfamiliar. He finally arrived at the teacher's office, and when he opened the door and entered, he saw the teacher's surprised gaze at Midnight.
"You are? Why haven't you left yet? "
Worrywart let out a long sigh of relief. His legs went soft and he sat down. "Teacher Midnight, we just received news that the enemy has invaded USJ."
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? Kōichi Murakami picked up Shangming Electric and ducked to avoid the enemy's fist. The two figures crossed each other. Kōichi Murakami seized the opportunity to kick at the man's ankle. The full force of his furious attack caused the man's ankle to crack. The man screamed in pain, his body uncontrollably moving forward to press down on a few nearby enemies.
Where did he get so much strength from? "Ear Xiangxiang picked up the dagger that the enemy had dropped and blocked the sharp weapon that was coming from the side.
“? Murakami Kun's fighting ability is very strong. I'm worried that he will lose control in his current state. " Eight Million used the steel rod to stab the enemy that Erlang was holding. The enemy held his stomach for a long time and didn't get up. "Now the enemy's attention is completely on them. Erlang -san, please help me keep an eye on them. I'm going to create something new."
? Kōichi Murakami was the first to land here. When he fell from the sky, he had a rough understanding of the terrain. He fell into a basin in the mountain area, and below him were the enemies who stretched out their weapons like chicks waiting to be fed.
After the enemy invaded, Aizawa -sensei stepped forward alone and watched the person he was supposed to protect get teleported in front of him. He couldn't tell whether it was the enemy or himself that was burning from the bottom of his heart. When the anger reached its peak, it made him look even colder.
Adjusting his posture and center of gravity, he viciously stomped down on the enemy who was fearlessly waiting for the poor student to fall into his trap. Even a robot made of steel would fall apart in this situation, let alone a human made of flesh and blood.
The only thing that made the enemy feel lucky was that because of his height and strong enough body, he was able to withstand the tremendous pressure from his arms to his chest. His hand was broken, and his internal organs were pierced through by his ribs. He lay on the ground like a dead dog, unable to move. He quietly felt the pain of breathing with the smell of blood, but he wasn't trampled into a dead dog on the spot.
? Kōichi Murakami exhaled. He used the sniper rifle on his back to block the enemy's katana. He also leaned back to dodge the incoming katana and pulled the enemy towards him along the handle of the katana.
"What kind of monster's strength is this?"
The enemy wanted to fight for control of the weapon, but he was horrified to find that he was directly pulled in front of Zhang Heng. Kōichi Murakami twisted the enemy's shoulder and dislocated it. He aimed a straight punch at the enemy's abdomen and knocked him unconscious.
The enemy's personality was either mutant or enhanced, and they were also armed with a large number of controlled knives. However, their combat power was so weak that they couldn't even withstand a single blow. They were as weak as gangsters who robbed people with knives on the side of the road. Even these guys wanted to threaten to kill Ormet? The person who sneaked up on him from behind was killed before he could even get close? Kōichi Murakami sensed something. He dodged the katana and knocked him out with another punch.
"What did this brat eat growing up? He's so strong!"
"Hey, your katana is blocking me. Get out of my way!"
"Trash, he's just a stinky brat. Let me do it!" The person who said this flew out of the crowd in the next moment. He crashed into several people and lay on the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.
"What's going on!"
"Ah!"
? Kōichi Murakami heard the voices of Eight Million Hundred and Hyōka Erlang. He subconsciously looked over. The two people who fell from the sky happened to be where he had just landed. The enemies there were no longer able to fight. When he was slightly relieved, he heard a scream from the other side.
"Ah!!!!!" Shangming Electric's landing position was a little strange. It happened to be in the middle of? Between Murakami and the enemy, he saw it when he turned his head. Murakami shouted for help, "Help!!!"
? Kōichi Murakami ran up and stepped on another person's body and weapon. He successfully touched Shangming Electric's arm and pulled him into his arms. When they landed on the ground, it was the scene that happened at the beginning.
“? Murakami ~ "Shangming Electric's voice was a little weak. Kōichi Murakami's continuous movements also woke him up. "What's going on?"
? Kōichi Murakami carried Shangming Electric and met up with Eight Million Hundred and Hyōka Erlang. He put Shangming down and said coldly, "We were teleported here by the Black Fog. They figured out the terrain here and deliberately scattered us to face the enemies who were lying in ambush in advance."
"In other words, it's not just here. Students in other places are also facing the same danger?" Eight Million Hundred gave the created stun batons to everyone. "The most important thing now is to get rid of these enemies."
"There are too many people." Shangming Electric tentatively poked the stun baton at an enemy who was running over, ready to escape at any time. Then, he found that the enemy had fallen to the ground and could not get up again. "Eight Million, this thing of yours is really useful."
"These people are very weak, but there are many of them. It will take time to deal with them." Kōichi Murakami's enemies were either fractured, dislocated, or unconscious. He could not cause any effective damage. "Do any of you have a group attack skill?"
"I can create one, but it will take a long time and a lot of stamina." The bondage net created by Eight Million Pepsi covered the unconscious people from the electrocution to prevent them from suddenly waking up and attacking.
"Group attack? Hey, Shangming. Can you still use that move from last time?" Hyōka Erlang asked unhappily. She used sound waves to stun the enemies in front of her. Murakami and she electrocuted all of them together.
Shangming Electric was a little confused at first, but Eight Million Hundred reacted. "Shangming, can you still create the electric current that we used during combat training?"
Shangming Electric nodded. "I can, but you saw the consequences. I can't control the electric current at all. It will shock all of you."
Eight Million Hundred replied, "It's okay. I can create a protective insulation layer, but it will take some time."
? Kōichi Murakami stopped her from thinking. "Not for now. Shangming, your electric current spreads outwards with you as the center, right? What about the height? If we go up there, can you electrocute us? " He pointed to the mountain wall behind them. Just now, an enemy had jumped down from there and was repelled by Erlang and Eight Million Hundred Million.
Shangming Electric thought for a while. "I haven't tested the height, but it won't affect you. It's not a problem." He revealed a smile of realization. "I understand. Leave it to me."
? Kōichi Murakami's lips curled up. His cold expression relaxed. "I'll send the two of them up to attract the enemy. I'll leave the rest to you."
"It's too dangerous for Shangming." Eight Million Hundred Million disagreed. "Leave him alone down there. If something happens, we won't be able to help easily from above."
"They can't resist the electric current. This is fast enough. If something happens, I can rescue him." Kōichi Murakami picked up the sniper rifle that had fallen when the strap was cut by Katana. "Don't forget that I'm a long-range support."
"Are all long-range supports as exaggerated as you? One person can almost take on a group of people. "Hyōka Erlang complained.
? Kōichi Murakami hooked the grappling hook onto the rock wall. He reached out and apologized to Hyōka Erlang for being rude. He hugged her waist and was pulled up by the grappling hook. Hyōka Erlang was a little confused by this development. "Why did you hug my waist? No, why did I go first? No, this is too sudden …"
"We're here." Kōichi Murakami's left hand was still holding the grappling hook, and his right hand was holding Erlang. He motioned for Erlang to step on his shoulder and hurry up. "Erlang, you can scout. Go up first and see if there are other enemies." Then, he quickly descended and sent Eight Million Hundred Million up in the same way. Then, the two of them worked together to pull her up.
During this time, the people who attacked Shangming Electric were all trapped by his entanglement. He didn't need it? Murakami had attracted the enemies to surround Shangming. Seeing that his teammates had successfully climbed up, he laughed wantonly. "This way, I'll be super strong."
The dense electric light and the sound of electric current filled the entire valley. The screams of the enemies were drowned out by the sound of electric current. After a while, the electric light disappeared.? Kōichi Murakami carried the two girls down from the top just like before.
"Shangming, well done." Kōichi Murakami kicked the people who had fallen to the ground a few times. Their bodies were still entangled with electric current. They had all lost consciousness and would not wake up for a while. "Erlang, listen around and see if there are any enemies that have escaped. Eight Million, can you please create a telescope or something like that to see the situation of the others?"
Shangming Electric put his hands on his waist and raised his thumbs. He continuously pushed the buttons and said, "WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY WAY!" His face revealed the expression of a strong person. Seeing this, Kōichi Murakami's cold expression finally disappeared. He could not help but laugh. He pulled Shangming's clothes and pulled him away from the crowd.
Although he already knew that Shangming's personality had side effects from the previous battle training, this was too funny. He apologized to the now retarded Shangming without any sincerity. "Erlang, Eight Million, look."
Hyōka Erlang plugged her earphones into the ground and listened carefully. Apart from the sound of their footsteps and voices, the sound of "???" Which was about to break out of the ground was …
“? Murakami, Shangming, behind you! "
? Kōichi Murakami did not turn around. He grabbed the defenseless Shangming and threw him onto the bodies on the ground near Erlang and Eight Million. He also leaned forward and felt the airflow from behind. He simulated the enemy's attack method. The fist would come from the right and hit the head. Then, with his height …
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