A certain Pikachu's railgun

"Brothers, can you tell others about the fantasies now?"

Outside the family restaurant, in a dark alley, with her hands behind her back, Meiqin looked at the five or six punks in front of her with a puzzled look.

Of course, Meiqin is putting on an expression like this, so how could she fail to see what the little bastard is thinking, but if the other party is honest, Meiqin doesn't mind paying some money, it's right as an information fee.

Everything depends on how these punks choose.

"Hey, little girl, cash or credit card, just hand it over!"

"Yes, keep that suit too, haha!"

In a place where no one was around, these little bastards finally showed their true nature. Judging by their greedy appearance, they obviously want everything.

And this also made Misaka Mikoto's patience reach its limit. She originally wanted to get along with these little bastards as an ordinary person, but what she got in exchange was such malicious intentions.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Meiqin is going to have a showdown, she doesn't want to pretend anymore, since these punks don't want to speak, let them be forced to speak out.

"Enough, it's too troublesome, the matter has come to this point, please spit out all the things about the fantasy master!"

As Miqin said this, at the same time, the surface of her body was continuously flashing with dark blue electric current. Just when she was about to make a move, such a voice came from Miqin's ear.

It was precisely because of this that Mikoto stopped.

"Pickup, pickupup!"

The little pickup appeared in front of Mikoto, with a belligerent look in his eyes.

There is a reason why Su Mo appeared in front of Meiqin. As for the reason, we have to press the rewind button and start from the beginning.

As mentioned earlier, in order to prove that he was not dreaming, Heizi took Su Mo as a punching bag, and Su Mo's reaction at that time was unknown.

The key point is that these actions of Heizi seem to press some kind of strange switch, making the system pour out many tasks in a row, like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Although it is not particularly difficult, it is enough for Su Mo to be busy for a while.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering the side mission - feeding the mice.

Mission description: Now that Misaka Mikoto is in danger, the host will appear in front of Misaka Mikoto as a hero.

Task requirements: Use the way of feeding potions to surpass Misaka Mikoto in the number of knocked down gangsters.

Rewards: [-]

Punishment: make you well. "

Wait, what is this mess?

With Meiqin's current strength, those punks should be in danger of life. Feed the potion, what is that?Also, why are there typos that make you look good, the system, it’s shameful to be cute...

A series of complaints flashed through Su Mo's mind. For a moment, he didn't know what to say. It's worth mentioning that compared with the next task, this time is quite normal.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for triggering a surprise mission - the temptation to go home.

Mission description: You are lost now. In front of you, there is a little girl who is also lost with you. Let's compare with her to see who can find his home first.

"

"Ding, congratulations for triggering the skill task - cooking..."

Don't watch it, don't watch it, except that the mouse feeding juice is slightly better, what else is it messed up?
Thinking about it, Su Mo's head started to hurt, wait, why does his head hurt? Oh, yes, it was a good thing that guy Heizi did.

Just when Su Mo was thinking wildly, strange things happened to him. Well, such a statement is not objective enough. After all, even with a modest statement, there are not too few strange things that happened to Su Mo.

It should be said that it was quite a surprise. It happened to Su Mo. The surprise was so surprising that he felt that he had mastered another skill.

The next moment, Su Mo's body flashed, and under Heizi's surprised gaze, he disappeared into the air. When Su Mo opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that he had appeared in front of Meiqin.

At the same time, there were some potions with extremely fancy packaging in his hand, and when he thought about the previous mission, Su Mo had already understood it without the system prompting.

Just as he was yelling and planning to communicate with Miqin, a little bastard who didn't talk about martial arts appeared from behind, planning to sneak attack Miqin, a somewhat grumpy little comrade.

If you say sneak attack, just sneak attack, for fear that others will not know that he is going to sneak attack, and he keeps talking about it.

"Really, since you are so ignorant of compliments, let me show you the situation after my level has been raised. Look at mine, lv2: super fireball, haha!"

The per capita middle school two attributes in the Neon country are vividly reflected in this little bastard.

If I have to say it, it should be regarded as unclear about the situation, that's right, that's it, otherwise, he, a lv2 punk, would actually find trouble with Tokiwadai's lv5 electric shocker.

Could it be that he has lived enough?

"Are they all looking for death?"

Miqin, who was stimulated by the big fireball technique, directly gave the little gangster an electric shock. Poor him, he was knocked down by the electric shock therapy before he even showed his ability.

What's worse, they simply don't have the recovery ability of Heizi who "cures from a long illness".

Judging from the kid's injuries, to be conservative, he would have to stay in the hospital for at least half a month, and he would pay for the medical expenses himself.

No matter how you look at it, the gang robbery this time was a loss-making business and ended in failure.

In the battle for the number of punks, Meiqin currently leads Su Mo 1:0.

No, wait to act quickly, looking at those five punks who have been barking their teeth and claws since just now, a sense of crisis emerged in Su Mo's heart.

At this time, while adjusting his breathing, he began to calculate in his mind. Currently, he has a total of 51 skill points, and using the lightning flash skill once consumes 17 points.

In other words, for the current Su Mo, he can still use three lightning flashes, which is enough, completely enough, after all, there are only five punks left in front of him.

After figuring this out, the next moment is Su Mo's first highlight moment in Academy City. Well, the battle of the leader is not counted. The so-called battle of breaking the defense is just black history, which is completely uncountable.

Su Mo calmed down, picked up the potion, and ran towards these punks while his body glowed yellow.

Originally, Miqin was still thinking about whether to help, but when she saw the little pickup's movements with ease, she was completely relieved.

Well, as expected of Misaka Mikoto's pet, she is unexpectedly capable. Mikoto is quite shameless, and she puts all the credit for the greatness of the pickup on herself.

It is naturally impossible for Su Mo, who is still fighting aside, to know these psychological changes of Meiqin, but even if she knows, she probably won't say anything.

Although Su Mo's current level is only one level, but after playing it, he discovered a problem. This so-called level one is much, much better than these punks who claim to have lv2 and lv3.

From just now, ordinary superpowers like flames and whirlwinds have been unable to hit him at all. Of course, this is also related to the skill of lightning flash.

After Su Mo moved around and used all the European, African, and Asian steps, these punks fell down while shouting those mysterious potion bottles.

Naturally, Su Mo, who had never used the potion, could not know the taste of these potions, but he could guess one out of ten just by looking at the reactions of these people.

If he guessed correctly, regardless of the specific effects, the taste of these potions is closer to the darker version of seasoning.

"Water, give me water quickly, it will kill me."

"It's so salty!"

"What the hell, it's actually mustard!"

From the direction of the little gangster, there were waves of wailing, and at the same time, big characters appeared on the surface of his body. Of course, they were written in Chinese.

Young people who don't talk about martial arts really want to be fed by mice, wasting their reflection.