Passionate Comics: The Game of My Life

School warehouse.

The three of Kirishima and a group of their men were already waiting here.

Outside the warehouse.

Yakutsu, as well as Banto’s men, followed Natsume with some of the first and second grade students and walked towards the warehouse.

“Too slow, Natsume!”

Hiromi Kirishima stepped forward and looked at Natsume.

Natsume smiled, “Sorry, sorry. ”

“In this battle today, who wins and who rules the first grade, no problem, right?”

Kirishima said without hesitation: “This kind of thing, you have to fight to know!” ”

Everyone behind Kirishima stepped forward one after another.

“This way.”

Natsume looked at them and thought for a while, then turned to Han Dong and the others behind him: “Those three guys on the other side, don’t move.” ”

Natsume said and raised his hand.

“Others, extinguished.”

Natsume reached out and waved.

“Woohoo!”

“On!”

Bandong led the team to rush directly from behind the three of Kirishima and rushed straight at the group of first-year freshmen.

Honjo Toshiaki pulled his mask.

“We’re underestimated.”

Kirishima took a deep breath.

“You guy, don’t be sorry!”

Kirishima 280 said and Honjo Toshiaki left and right at the same time and threw his fist at Natsume.

Natsume raised his left hand and pushed it, blocking Kirishima’s fist while kicking at Toshiaki Honjo.

Peng!

With a muffled sound, Honjo Junming’s body instantly flew out upside down, and then lay on the ground.

Meanwhile.

Behind the two, Makoto Sugihara raised his knee to Natsume’s chest and came up.

Natsume flashed sideways.

“So fast…”

Makoto Sugihara only had time to let out a sigh, and saw Natsume’s body turn, and his calves swept towards Makoto Sugihara’s body.

Peng!

Makoto Sugihara’s body hit Kirishima’s body directly under this foot.

The two fell to the ground together.

“What kind of monster is this.”

Makoto Sugihara rubbed the place where he was kicked by Natsume.

Kirishima looked back.

“What a boring battle.”

Hideto Banto kicked a student who was still trying to get up from the ground.

Chida pinned a man against a wall and then punched him in the abdomen.

Even Yakuzu was beating two or three people alone at this time.

There is a qualitative gap between the teams of the two sides, whether it is the number of people (BGAC) or the strength.

It’s no exaggeration to say that it’s just a round.

Kirishima’s team was completely defeated.

Kirishima clenched his fists.

“No kidding!”

Kirishima got up again and roared and rushed towards Natsume.

Syllable.

Natsume held Kirijima’s wrist.

“If you lose, you have to admit it.”

“You shouldn’t be able to afford to lose, right?”

“That kind of thing, just wait until I lose!”

Kirishima tried to withdraw his arm, but he didn’t move.

“Yes, then get some sleep.”

Natsume said, punching Kirijima’s head.

The huge impact made Kirishima’s head go blank.

Kirishima fell to the ground and fainted.

“Kirishima!”

Honjo Toshiaki quickly climbed over and pulled Kirishima up and shouted in panic.

“Don’t be nervous.”

Natsume looked at Honjo and said, “I already control the power, he just fainted.” ”

“You’ll wake up in a moment.”

Makoto Sugihara stood up again at this time.

“This degree actually controls the power, I really want to know how strong you are if you go all out.”

Natsume smiled: “If you have a chance, let you see it.” ”

“Disbanded~”

After Natsume finished speaking, he left here with everyone.

After Natsume left, not long after, Kirishima slowly opened his eyes.

“Kirishima, are you all right?”

Seeing Kirishima wake up, Honjo Toshiaki breathed a sigh of relief.

Kirishima silently stared at the top of the warehouse and said, “I just seemed to have seen my grandmother.” ”

Toshiaki Motojo and Makoto Sugihara looked at each other, and then the two laughed at the same time.

“Hahahaha.”

Honjo Junming smiled and said, “I really thought you were going to heaven.” ”

“Besides, I actually feel that way.”

“That guy can’t be defeated at all.” (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

“Hey, Kirishima.”

Makoto Sugihara looked at Kirishima and asked, “What are we going to do next?” ”

Kirishima stood up: “If you lose, there is no way.” ”

“Lily of the valley, it is said that no one has ever reached the top, but that guy’s words, maybe it really can.”

Burnt Eight Commercial High School.

Looking at the school in front of him, Mitani looked at him and said, “Are you serious?” mikey”

Mikey smiled, “Of course. ”

“This city is like going back to Shinichiro’s time.”

In Shinichiro’s time, Tokyo was still in chaos.

Mikey could see the mob scurrying through the streets every day.

At night, groups of young people go to fight.

Everyone doesn’t have to think about anything else, just live in the moment.

Mikey loved that era.

However, Tokyo’s rapid development is clearly not applicable to the old era.

However, the city of Huariu gave Mikey a sense of old times.

Mikey loves the city.

While Mikey and Mitani were talking, a group of people from the school of Yakuba Commercial High School walked out in an imposing manner.

“Hey?”

Mikey was a little puzzled by this scene: “They won’t be here to greet me, will they?” ”

Mitani glanced behind him.

Behind the Mikey, a group of people also came.

The group was wearing the uniforms of Kurosaki Industrial High School.

Mitani said, “It doesn’t seem to be.” ”

“We shouldn’t have come at the right time.”

At this time, people on both sides stopped at the entrance of the school.

“Blue!”

A man led by Kurosaki Industry yelled at the group of people who burned the hachi: “Our people, you beat them, right?” ”

Blue rubbed his fists and grinned, “If you want to fight, you will fight.” ”

“Don’t talk so much nonsense!”

“Let’s go to war, Maruyama!”

Maruyama took a deep breath and then roared, “Brothers, kill them!” ”

“Ula!”

The two sides rushed together in an instant.

“Go and die, dwarf winter melon!”

A boy wearing the uniform of Yakiba Commercial High School seems to have turned Mikey into a Kurosaki Industriesman.

“Huh?”

The corner of Mikey’s mouth twitched, then raised his leg and kicked him on the head.

Peng!

This person’s body instantly smashed to the ground.

“Who do you call dwarf winter melon????”

Mitani sighed, “You’re really messing around, Mikey”

“Forget it, though.”

“Anyway, just defeat them all, right?”