A Panda's Martial Arts

But those gang members in black suits didn't intend to let him go.

"Compensation? Do you want to settle the matter just by paying compensation? I think you look down on our firm!"

The leading man stretched out his big hand, and grabbed Shimadzu Shingo.

"Boy! Come with us!"

"Hey! You guys!"

Shingo Shimadzu was about to struggle, but his pupils shrank suddenly.

In his line of sight, the cuffs of the gang leader in front of him clearly shone with the color of steel.

Looks like... samurai gauntlets?

"Oh!"

Shimadzu Shingo made the fastest reaction almost instantly, and as soon as he lowered his head, he slammed into the gang leader's chest!

thump—

It was obvious that his head hit his chest, but there was a muffled sound of hitting a hard object. At this moment, Shimadzu Shingo felt as painful as if his head was stuck on a sharp-edged iron plate.

Or, it's not just like.

What stopped him from charging was really a breastplate plate forged from a whole piece of steel.

"Don't let this kid run away!"

Seeing that the disguise had been seen through, the men in suits stopped pretending and simply tore off their clothes to reveal the samurai armor hidden inside.

When they put the mask of evil spirits on their faces, Shingo Shimadzu's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It's the mech monster I met at the port before!

"Put him in the car! Don't let him get away!"

While yelling, the mecha monsters pulled out the Japanese swords at their waists.

"Hurry up and catch... Where's the kid?"

The leader of the mecha warriors turned around, only to see that the little fat man had already run far away.

Just when they had just torn off the camouflage, the little fat man had already run at least 200 meters.

"Chase!"

The leading samurai mech waved his sword.

"We must not let him escape!"

230 Chapter Seven Transformation

Shingo Shimadzu swears that this is the fastest 200 meters he has ever run.

When he was watching Kamen Rider before, he had doubts, why everyone just looked at when the knight or weirdo transformed——

Facts have proved that this time used to show the effect of the performance is indeed useful, at least it bought him a considerable period of time to escape.

It's just that after sprinting fast, his physical strength has bottomed out, and it is extremely difficult to run again.

But the mecha monsters behind him caught up.

Where are you going?Shingo Shimadzu didn't know.Right now, the distance he can run with one step is enough for those mecha monsters to take three steps.

Even if he wanted to find Senior Panda to save his life, there was still some distance from the bridge hole, but the school was closer.

And when Shingo Shimadzu was running wildly, several bad boys also appeared in front of him.

It was Takeo Takeda and the others who just came out of school, talking and laughing like they were discussing where to play——

After seeing Shingo Shimadzu, these bad boys turned their heads and approached, obviously wanting to talk.

This made Shimadzu Shingo very anxious.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

Shimadzu Shingo, who was running, shouted loudly.

"There is danger behind me! Quick..."

"What are you kidding!"

Facing Shingo Shimadzu's warning, the delinquent teenagers only noticed the first half of the sentence.

"Forget about the first two days, but you still dare to provoke me face to face!"

"No, I... run!"

thump—

Exhausting his last strength, Shingo Shimadzu flew up and directly kicked Takeo Takeda who was about to rush over.

"You kid..."

Struggling to get up from the ground, Takeo Takeda clutched his chest in pain, he felt his ribs were broken by this kick.

But then, something red blurred his eyes.

"Varied……"

Following the coolness on the top of his head, Takeo Takeda touched his head, only to realize that his hair had become bald at some point, and even his scalp was plowed out by the flying dagger.

In front of him, several mecha warriors with long knives were rushing towards his little brothers.

"Do it! Don't leave any witnesses!"

Several mecha warriors shouted hoarsely, and the air was filled with bloody breath.

"Aokiji troops will come to help us deal with the aftermath!"

"Huh??" The strong man Goda who was lying on the ground was already stunned. He had never heard of the name of the Aokiji Squad, and he didn't know why these people suddenly attacked—but those mech warriors also He didn't intend to give him an answer, and he slashed down with a sharp knife.

But just when Takeo Gangda thought he was about to die, the blade of the god of death stopped on top of his head.

"What do you mean?"

The lead mech warrior turned his head and looked at Shingo Shimadzu who had just shouted something.

And around Shimadzu Shingo's neck was a dagger that they had just thrown.

"That's what I just said, if you kill them, I will die too."

Shingo Shimadzu gritted his teeth, looking at the mech warriors with determination.

"Since you are going to grab me instead of killing me, it means that I am useful to you, doesn't it? If I die here, you will never be able to explain it when you go back."

"How do you..."

The unscrupulous teenagers whose necks were held by knives were also stunned. They never thought that this cowardly fat man in their impression actually had such a side.

Even saved their lives...

"Puchi-"

The sound of a sharp knife piercing into flesh sounded, and Takeo Takeda's arm was pierced through.

"Boy, who do you think you are threatening?"

The mecha monster headed by twisted the blade, making Takeo Takeda scream more violently.

"Are you negotiating terms with us?"

"Yes."

Resisting the urge to urinate, Shingo Shimadzu tried his best to put on a fearless gesture.

Are you scared?Naturally, he was afraid, and now he had a bright future, and if he died here, he would lose everything—but he still put the dagger on his neck just now, it was an instinct that emerged almost instantly.

Even the few people he saved had been bullying and bullying him for a long time.

But he did it anyway, and he didn't even know why he did it.

To be honest, I feel a little regretful, he almost peed his pants, if he just left these bad boys to prevent the disaster, he could at least gain some more time to run away—but if he did it, he could only do it now. Continue to grit your teeth and hold on.

"Actually, you are really afraid of my death, aren't you?"

Clenching his fists tightly, Shingo Shimadzu even started to make sarcastic remarks.

"If you are really not afraid of my death, then your knife just now is not stabbing the arm, it should be aimed at the head."

"Uh..." The weird mechs stopped talking.

Indeed, the order they received was to capture this little fat man alive so as to contain that vicious monster panda...

But now it seems that it is difficult for them to do this, this little fat man is more difficult than they expected.

Although they have an absolute advantage in force now, if this little fat man dies, it is impossible for the higher-ups to keep those incompetent people like them alive.

That horrible end, even if you just think about it...

"Snapped……"

The lead mecha warrior suddenly had a pain in his eyes.

Something hard smashed the lenses covering his eyes, and his eyeballs were pecked out immediately, and beside him, the mecha warriors who came with him also exclaimed and screams—

But the creaking birdsong covered up the screams, and those ugly noises didn't give them any chance at all.

The overwhelming crows were like heavy black snow, completely burying several mecha warriors.

"Aokiji army! Why do you..."

The leading mech warrior stretched out his hand with difficulty, but soon a few crows landed on it, pecking at the gaps in the armor.

"Because your work efficiency is too poor."

Among the overwhelming crowd of crows, a figure in a black cloak slowly stepped out.

Wearing a beak mask on his head, he looks like a medieval plague doctor.

"It's just a matter of inviting someone. Let you make it like this... Then you don't need it. I can do it myself."

As he spoke, the man in the beak mask waved his hand, and countless crows rushed towards Shingo Shimadzu like a torrent.

Those densely packed bloodshot eyes looked like a hungry ghost from hell.