Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

I think even if you don't want to leave, you still need this.

Then...I'll leave first. He waved his hand, and then the red-haired child quickly disappeared.

But before leaving, he looked back at Hong A again and thought to himself, 'Strange, why does it feel like I've seen this person before somewhere? ’

Well, it's just an illusion.

Looking at the red-haired child's leaving figure, Hong A frowned and said, Who needs this, huh.

After muttering to herself in this way, Red A was ready to continue waiting for a long time, waiting for her master Fujimaru Ritsuka to come back to find her.

However, at this time.

Suddenly, an extremely strong pain came from his back, and with just one blow, it penetrated directly to the position of his spirit base.

At the same time as the pain came, due to the strong force, Hong A's whole body leaned forward and downward, and his face was perfectly printed on the plastic bag covering Shete.

Feeling the pain on her butt, Hong A's first reaction was not anger, but endless happiness.

If that brat hadn't put a plastic bag over this, then...he felt like he could actually resign from his inhibitions overnight.

‘Gan, I really need this plastic bag! ’

After leaving this last thought behind, Red A turned into a dazzling blue spirit child due to the shattering of its spiritual core.

In Chaldea, seeing the prompt that the servant's reaction disappeared, Da Vinci immediately praised, The crusade was successful, well done, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Are you really...defeated like this?

Looking at the red a that completely disappeared on the wall, Fujimaru Ritsuka felt something was unreal.

If we were to repair other singularities in the past, it would not be such an easy task to defeat a servant, and it would often require a lot of effort.

As a result, today, just as soon as he arrived at this singularity, he actually defeated a servant.

Well... it's probably not appropriate to use the word defeat at this time.

Perhaps using the word picking people's heads would better match the current situation.

Waving his lance, Astolfo reported to Fujimaru Ritsukai excitedly, Wuhu, master, I got first blood!

As she spoke, Astolfo waved his hand, causing the lance in her hand to turn into a golden spirit.

Ah, well done, Astolfo.

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The perspective returns to the parking lot, a relatively remote location.

Wuhu~! A small but not quiet voice suddenly came from a battery car.

As soon as he heard this sound, Bai Song, who was on guard, was immediately delighted. This was exactly the code he and Jerry had set.

This sound means that the battery disassembly is complete!

In this way, he can finally start to modify his battery car.

As long as he and Tom join forces, they will surely be able to create the strongest tank that can win tomorrow's game!

Chapter 198 The Bai Song Dynasty fell into evil and great sorrow

Bai Song didn't even bother to doubt that he, Tom and Jerry would definitely be able to build a powerful enough chariot if they joined forces.

If you want to ask why, together with Tom and Jerry, I am invincible in the world.

Here, after Jerry removed the battery of the battery car, he lifted it up with both hands and threw it down.

After moving freely for a moment, one of Nuoda's batteries fell perfectly into a pocket that was only the size of two Jerrys. It didn't even feel any blockage and fell directly in!

Bai Song rubbed his eyes when he saw what seemed to be a mold wear in front of him. Just now he suspected that there was something wrong with the way he opened his eyes.

But no matter how hard you blink, you can't change the fact that an oversized battery was easily thrown into a bag the size of two Jerrys. This scene is really magical.

Even though Bai Song has seen it many times, he is still surprised every time.

After Jerry threw the battery down, he took a deep breath and jumped up onto the bag, trying to use the bag as a cushion.

However, the moment Jerry jumped down, Tom, who was pretending to be doing nothing, smiled crookedly and immediately started to think crookedly.

He kicked the bag lightly with his foot and moved the bag into another position.

Jerry was still falling with his back to the ground with his legs crossed and his hands on the back of his head, as if he was lying in the air.

Just when it thought it was about to land on the bag, it was finally about to reach the ground.

Pfft! The moment Jerry landed, there was a sound like throwing a silicone doll on the ground, and it turned into a rat cake on the ground.

Yes, a perfect rat pie.

Seeing how Jerry turned into a rat cake so perfectly, Tom started laughing. While laughing at Jerry, he also took the time to point to where Jerry was with his right hand.

Ahahahahahahahahaha!!!

Boer~, bobobo, boer~ Jerry, who had turned into Mousecake, first had his head return to normal, then his body, hands, and legs.

After completely returning to normal, Jerry stood up immediately and glared at Tom angrily.

However... Tom still didn't stop teasing Jerry. He was still laughing wildly, Oooh, ooh hahahahahahaha!!!

That's enough! Listening to Tom's increasingly crazier laughter, Bai Song twitched the corner of his mouth, walked to Tom's side, raised his right hand, and pointed a lump of skin at the top of Tom's head.

Snapped!!!

Ouch... ugh! Because of the pain on the top of his head, Tom screamed suddenly, but before he screamed for a second, Tom suddenly remembered that Bai Song had asked for silence before, so he covered his head decisively. He shut his mouth.

Fortunately, Bai Song just lightly punched it in the head with his fist, so he could hold back the scream.

But it couldn't hold it back, and it still glared at Jerry, who was laughing.

As we all know, smiles never disappear, they just move from one person's face to another, and now the smile on Tom's face was perfectly transferred to Jerry's face.

This wave, this wave, this wave is seamlessly connected.

Stop fixing these things and lose them. Moisten them quickly!

With that said, Bai Song stuffed Jerry into his pocket and wrapped Tom around his neck, perfectly separating the two little guys who seemed to be a little angry.

In this way, at least these two little guys will calm down...right?

Then Bai Song tied up the dark brown linen bag that was only the size of a wallet on the ground, and then tried to pick it up with all his strength.

As a result, Bai Song almost sat down on the ground due to excessive force. Fortunately, he reacted in time and restrained his strength.

Picking up the wallet-sized bag containing the battery, Bai Song seemed a little unbelievable, Why is it so light?

It clearly contained a battery that was bigger than my head, but it only weighed as much as a Jerry.

Look at how soft this bag is. If Bai Song hadn't witnessed the battery being put into the bag just now, he would have doubted whether he had not stolen the battery but picked up an empty bag.

All we can say is that this is the magical rat’s super power.

Without thinking too much about it, Bai Song carried this bag. No one who saw it would think that there was a bunch of electric car batteries in it and ran away.

He put Spike and his dog rickshaw with no battery not far away, in a dead end. There was no light and no one there. It was an excellent hiding place. As long as he was not being followed, no one would Go there.

Moreover, even if he was followed, Spike, who was left there to guard the house, was not a vegetarian.

No matter who comes, Spike will definitely give him a complete childhood.

Bai Song turned back while running, the corners of his mouth gradually raised, and his smile gradually became crazier.

Presumably even if there was surveillance, the people watching the surveillance would not be able to tell that he had stolen the battery. From the beginning to the end, he never touched the battery car. He just picked up a linen bag on the ground that he had just thrown away.

And in terms of size, a normal person would know that this thing can't hold a battery even if it's on their buttocks.

Even if Conan is called here, he can't solve the case, right?

Here, what went by in a flash?! A man had just finished getting his hair done and the moment he walked out of the restaurant, he saw something flashing in front of his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the strong wind and dust brought by the movement of the object directly turned the steak he had just finished in the barber shop into a chicken coop.

Subconsciously, he took out his mirror and prepared to use his hands to slightly shave his newly made hairstyle.

However, the moment he looked in the mirror, he realized that the hairstyle he had just done was gone. With his trembling hands, he almost dropped the mirror in his hand to the ground.

Turning back, he looked at the hairstylist who was also looking here and said, ...give me another trim?

Okay, but you have already left the store and you have to pay again. As he said that, the hairstylist pointed to the man's feet, which were just one meter away from the store entrance.

“…..fu beep beep beep!”

The man was talking sweetly as he walked towards the store. The hair style he had just finished was ruined. He was really screwed up.

Don't let him know who did it. If he does, he won't be able to reap the consequences.

Chapter 199 Bai Song wants ntr big dog?!

Wuhu! Bai Song ran wildly out of the parking lot. Now Bai Song was so happy that he couldn't even whip!

For the first time, he experienced the sense of guilt brought about by stealing the battery. This was simply 0.114514 times happier than showing off an entire can of Fat House Happy Water in one gulp!

At this time, Bai Song's speed was... I don't know how many steps, but his mood was definitely quite high.

However, due to the sense of betrayal in his heart and an extremely inexplicable sense of pleasure, Bai Song did not shift his attention to his own speed.

Although in the eyes of passers-by, his speed almost reached 60 miles, in his own eyes this was very normal.

At this time, his thinking level was twice as active. If converted from his perspective, his speed would be an ordinary 30 miles.

With the advantage of speed, he didn't run long.

Bai Song arrived at the entrance of the dead-end alley where he hid Spike and his battery car.

According to the route in his memory, Bai Song made many twists and turns in the alley, and finally reached a dead end.

As soon as he entered it, the White House saw Spike lying on the ground, licking his wife, the red spear, there happily.

Although his wife's red gun was borrowed by his owner for a while, Spike would be happy as long as it could be returned to his mouth, even if there was still a green haze on his head.

But what does this have to do with being a happy dog?

Click. Just as he was licking his red gun happily, a louder footsteps came. Spike suddenly felt a thump in his heart, and an extremely ominous premonition completely enveloped him.

Goo~. Spike swallowed, looked up tremblingly, and happened to see Bai Song appearing at the entrance of the alley.

At this moment, Spike took action decisively!

Throwing the red gun into the sky, Spike dug into the ground with both hands, digging a hole with all his strength.

ZZZZZ~~~~~~~!!!!!!!!

It can be heard that the sound of digging the ground was originally '呲~呲~岲~'. Due to Spike's excessively high-frequency digging speed, a series of sounds formed an ultra-high-frequency noise.

In just 0.1 seconds, Spike completed the excavation of a tunnel two meters long and 20 centimeters wide.

It was at the same time that the tunnel was dug that the red gun, which was still flying upwards a moment ago, immediately stopped rising as if it had been summoned by some ghost signal.

Then, he fell down without hesitation and lay perfectly in the tunnel.

When the red gun was completely lying in, Spike looked back at the entrance of the dead end to confirm that Bai Song had not taken the second step.

Then he immediately turned back and filled back the tunnel he had just dug.

Until now, a total of 0.3 seconds has passed!

Finally, Spike stood up again, carefully stepped on the surface of the tunnel, and re-consolidated the newly filled tunnel.

Now it seems as if nothing happened on this concrete floor. There is no trace of damage on the ground. This level of recovery ability is simply equivalent to turning back time.

Bai Song rubbed his eyes, wondering if he had astigmatism.

The last time he saw Spike, he was still lying on the ground licking something. In the next moment, he was in a daze and saw Spike standing there, gasping for air.

Is there something wrong with him, or is there something wrong with Spike?

...Spike, what are you standing for? What were you doing just now?

Thum~. Hearing Bai Song's words, Spike quickly shook his head, and at the same time, an unknown voice added a sound to his shaking head.

Bai Song's eyes narrowed. If nothing unexpected happened, it would be an accident.

But at this juncture, Bai Song didn't care about so many things. He was going to start rebuilding his tank right now. If there was anything Spike didn't want him to know, just let it go.

The worst thing is, just give it a few bones later.