Infinite Heroes Seat

"Or do you miss the smell in the hospital so much that you want me to send you in again?"

Mo Wen looked at the white-haired boy not far away with a relaxed expression, his tone was not like facing the first person in the school city, but an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time.

But the opposite party passed through but the body twitched abruptly, and then the whole face was twisted like a punch.

"——You, you bastard! I must kill you!"

He slammed his feet to the ground, and amidst the smoke that spurted out in a circle, one of the flying bodies rushed over, as if stepping on a high-speed skateboard.

But-punch!

Mo Wen just lazily waved his right hand, and one side flew back at a faster speed.

"Liar!"

Seeing the whole figure flying out, Misaka Mikoto and Misaka sister grew their mouths in surprise. That is one side, the strongest in the college city, so they were hit by a simple blow?

But Mo Wen obviously didn't think so.

"Idiot? You!" He buttoned his ears and looked at the party who fell on the ground with disdain, half of his face was swollen to pass, "Forget how I was beaten into the hospital last time. Come here? Is there only one tendon in your head, or is it being praised as the strongest, making your memory fade away?"

While lying on the ground, one of the people's passing brains has been plunged into a blank. The night wind blows on his face and looks a little cold. The moonlight in the distant sky is particularly dazzling, and the gravel on the ground is a bit hard, but-how am I? Here, what is the sour and numb feeling on the side of his face that makes people extremely uncomfortable?

What is the person standing on top of his head saying, how do you feel that all of this seems familiar.

His vision was a bit blurred, but the head of one party became clearer.

what! Come to think of it, the same thing seems to have happened two years ago.

The pupils shrink slightly. A scene of memories resurfaced in his mind.

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Two years ago, in the 18th school district, it was a dark alley, dirty and messy. There is also a strong smell of smoke. It is opaque, although a few meters away is a world full of lights. The lights are feasting and lively, but there is no bright color here, just a few steps away. They are two different worlds.

And at his feet are a group of gangsters who covet their strongest name, blood is flowing, soaking the ground under their feet.

After returning from the convenience store, these idle guys came to the door, whether they were unhappy or simply jealous?

One side does not know that he is passing, he is just the same as before. He numbly ‘turned on the ‘reflex’, and then let this group of gangsters eat the consequences.

His hands and feet were broken, there was wailing everywhere, and his eyes were full of fear, just for a few minutes. The will of this group of people has been defeated by one party.

——It’s always the case. Why can’t this group of miscellaneous fish and the next three abusers be honest? How long will this kind of harm to others last? Do you really think that you can challenge the number one position by relying on quantity. Is it because you are only the ‘strongest’, not the ‘invincible’?

Amidst the shadow of the stick and the light of the knife, one side was thinking a little bit blankly, and when he came back to his senses, there was only one person left in front of him.

"No, don't come over!"

The blood-stained **** screamed and ran to the outside of the alley.

"Cut! Miscellaneous fish, where do you want to go?" In order not to be harassed by the same group of people in the future, one side will never let anyone provoke him. Only pain and regret can make these people remember forever .

He kicked the **** casually, and the unconscious body immediately shot out like a cannonball, and slammed into the former's body. Because of inertia, the two flew out together.

Then-that person appeared.

Seemingly passing by this intersection by chance, a blond teenager was passing by the alley with a plastic bag in his hand. He breathed, and walked forward boredly. The two gangsters in a group accidentally faced each other. He smashed past.

Frowning slightly, the boy seemed to hesitate for a moment when he looked at the flying things, but in the end he sighed and stretched out his free hand to catch the oncoming figure.

"Asshole, why are you so soft-hearted these days? Is something wrong?"

The boy whispered in his mouth, but he exerted some kind of ingenuity in his hands. The two people who were supposed to be seriously injured were relieved by him as soon as he pulled them away, but they just fractured.

But the young man who saved the life seemed to have overlooked one point. The two on his hands were injured. One of them subconsciously spewed a mouthful of blood. Due to the angle, he sprayed the plastic on the young man’s other hand. In the bag.

The atmosphere froze at this moment. One passer didn't know what was in the plastic bag, but judging from the boy's disgusting expression, it was definitely not something that could be cleaned.

"Oh shit!"

The teenager who was about to slowly put the two down suddenly yelled, and directly put the two on the ground, letting each other scream, and hurriedly opened the plastic bag in his hand.

Then his face became more and more ugly, and he threw the bag in his hand aside.

"Damn it, this is the last one, and other stores are closed now. I walked a few school districts to get this kind of food. This is **** bad luck. I would have known that I won't move my hands too much... ...."

Chattering and complaining, the boy glanced at one side of the pass, frowning even more tightly.

"A bunch of chopsticks!"

After spitting out a word, the boy turned around and wanted to leave.

However, one side passed through but the other side was stopped by ghosts.

"Boy, what did you just say?"

He stared at Mo Wen fiercely. For some reason, looking at the slightly squinted eyes of the young man, it was inexplicably hot when one passed.

But the other party seemed to be less happy than him, and the eyes that had been slightly closed because of drowsiness suddenly widened.

——It was actually a pair of golden and silver eyes, exuding a faint brilliance in this pitch-black alley, which looked very strange.

"Why, do you want to fight, Soul Dan! It just so happens that I am also very upset in my heart, and I need to find someone to vent!"

Cocked his neck, the boy squeezed his right fist and walked over.

"Look for someone to vent? It's up to you? Boy, do you know who I am, uncle? I'm the one—"

Opening his mouth disdainfully, looking at the opponent who was approaching, one of the parties just wanted to make a mockery, but the person on the other side slammed a punch, causing him to swallow again.

Punch!

Pain Pain Pain Pain!

After being hit in the face with a blow, the whole brain of one party was stunned. Why was the reflection useless? Why would I be hit? What is this uncomfortable feeling?

Countless questions flashed through the mind of one party, but the next moment he had to forget all this.

Punching and kicking, pulling his hair and smashing the wall, the person on the opposite side completely ignored his own superpowers, like a gangster fight, passing on one side is a violent beating, Sora has the strongest ability in academy city, and he can’t fist. One party can only pass like ordinary people, subconsciously hugging his head, letting the other party beat him up.

In the end, the unilateral beating lasted for five minutes before the contented opponent kicked one side to the ground, stood on top of his head, and opened his mouth.

His vision was blurred, and one party passed through without knowing what the other party had said, but his unwillingness, frustration, and fear filled his mind.

After that, a darkness enveloped the passage of one party. When he woke up again, he was already living in the hospital, with many fractures and many abrasions throughout his body. He had been in bed for half a month. time.

Regarding this matter, the official statement of the school city is that the opponent's raid, causing the computing power of one party to fail under the frightened situation, and then to be defeated, so it does not have general significance. The party's traffic is still the first in the school city. Not much news that I knew was quickly suppressed, without causing any disturbance.

But for one party, what the blond **** did was the greatest humiliation and the most unforgettable hatred against him.

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"I remember ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ asshole!"

Standing up swayingly, one party passed through his half-swollen face, his red eyes staring at Mo Wen.

"In the beginning you punched me in the face like this, ignoring my'reflex'!"

"--However, I am different now from the past!"

"Die to me! You bastard!"

"This is my ability to study for you for two years!"

A hand stretched out to the sky, and the next moment a huge atmospheric vortex appeared above the head of one party, as if a big hole had been opened in the earth.

The storm of destruction continues to condense, and the strong vortex sings for the birth!

ps:

Thanks for the boring lethal and Orb's monthly pass.