Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

In terms of how to bypass roadside surveillance and avoid attracting police control and fines, Aizawa Juri definitely has rich experience far beyond most people.

All the passages in the entire city, including the dirt slope shortcuts trampled by pedestrians, and the narrow paths hidden among the trees, were engraved into his mind like finely intertwined totems.It is not an exaggeration to say that even a magician who has committed crimes all year round and is used to absconding may not be able to have the twists and turns that he is familiar with.

In short, after kindly warning the new boy, he turned the front of the car, swished into the nearby wilderness, and angrily blasted the accelerator to the maximum.The roaring sound of the engine was like the tide of the sea, hitting the night sky one after another, causing the whole dark blue to shake.

The seemingly phantom scene was actually reflected in Izuku Midoriya's eyes, creating dizzying mental shock waves.He felt as if he had accidentally climbed onto the back of the dragon, and his whole body was knocked almost to the point of falling. Only with the help of the rider behind him could he not fall to pieces.

Although he was very fortunate that he didn't die on the spot, but——his stomach couldn't bear such a big stimulus!What if, what if I couldn't hold back and spit on the boss's car, would I be thrown into the sky together and turned into a kite? !By the way, Xiaosheng, are you okay?Are you trying to live? ! ! !

He turned his head sideways in the howling wind, and wanted to find a way out for the violent tantrum, but when he opened his mouth, all the screams came out with unknown meaning:

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"The twittering is so annoying! I'm not dead yet, so you don't need to keep screaming!" Bakugo Katsuki was held back by a long restraint belt, and even though he was so angry, he could only use the blasting firepower erupting from his palm to control him. Direction, dangerously avoiding the obstacles that keep rushing in front of you.

Probably to make things difficult for him on purpose, the black-haired boy chose a very rough route, and from time to time he would drive into the abandoned factories around him, circling around the only remaining load-bearing stone pillars like a show of skill.If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have slammed into it with a snap, and then, like a cat that fell into a ball of wool, was entangled from left to right and then stuck in it stupidly, unable to move.

"Damn it! Come and fight if you have the ability! Hey——! Coward!"

He opened his throat and kept yelling, trying to provoke the other party to stop the car, so as to turn into a slightly favorable situation for himself.But no matter what he said, Aizawa Juri kept a deaf ear, and even turned on the stereo and played deafening rock music.

"You've been ignoring me?! Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell, you bastard running around like a mouse!" Even though he knew that no matter how much he shouted, it wouldn't work, the milk-blonde boy still didn't Pausing simply became a way of simply venting anger.

However, not responding does not mean that he really did not hear. Shuli also endured quite hard, his brows became tighter and tighter, forming a small Chuan shape, and the back molars were ground several times, almost biting twice. Cheeks hurt.

——Murder is illegal, murder is illegal!Ah, brat, I really want to put him in a sack and beat him hard, and then push him into the sea to wash off his character like crawling out of a rotten ditch!

Because Bakugo is a student of his guardian, if he does something wrong outside and beats the other party with black nose and face, he will definitely be found out when he goes to school the next day, so he has to restrain his temper.If he hadn't had any scruples, the crime of breaking a car's taillight alone would have been enough for him to knead his thorny head for [-] rounds.

After all, whoever works from dawn to dusk for three months, finally saves enough money to buy a favorite accessory, only to meet saboteurs two days after installing it, will not have a good temper?He can still maintain his sanity until now, which is considered to be quite self-control.

It's okay, a real man never backs down from failure, even if he goes to be a guinea pig for Kohei's dark cuisine for a few more months, it's no big deal. ...well, it's really no big deal.

Recalling the fear of being dominated by special squid feet and dried salted fish, his stomach couldn't help but churn, and he fell into the same suspicious life mode as the green-haired boy.

However, sticking to the belief that the head can be broken and the car cannot be dirty, he pursed his lips tenaciously, and he insisted on turning the banghao flying in mid-air until he had no strength to yell, then stopped to untie the person, and rested on the spot for a while.

"Woo, vomit——" Izuku showed a rescued expression, rolled out of the car with a grunt, and retched a few times lying on the side of the road.

After more than half an hour of extreme speed racing, he felt that he would definitely leave a lifetime of shadows, so he really wanted to write a piece of advice (last words) to warn the world: Absolutely, absolutely, absolutely do not provoke the boss, and never Take a ride with the boss!

And he has a strong personality, and now because of excessive use of personality, he is silently leaning against the railing, and seizes the time to adjust his too rapid breathing.

Compared with the physical fitness that Green Valley has cultivated in a short period of time, Bakugo Katsuki is obviously superior. Even if he has launched a large number of blasts and blasts with overload, his arms are only sore and trembled slightly, and there is no blood vessel rupture, etc. Terrible symptoms.

Or it should be said that a certain person observed too precisely, just right at the edge of his current tolerance without causing sequelae.

Ha, what a disgusting and ridiculous guy.As an opponent, it is the most troublesome type-strong, quick-witted, and bad-tempered, just like their head teacher Aizawa Xiaota.

The young man was thinking about it with a look of concern, while shaking his wet milk-blond hair, he casually tilted his neck, allowing beads of sweat to slide down his temples and disappear all the way into the close-fitting black vest.The body lines that have been tempered all the year round are already too graceful. At this moment, the muscles are in a state of hyperemia, and they are full of bulges. Under the dim yellow street lamps, they are painted with a layer of honey-colored shadows, showing a kind of sweetness. breath.

pat, pat, pat.

A black shadow moved over with deliberately accentuated footsteps.

He raised his head suddenly, like a vigilant wild animal. While fluffing all his hair, he took the lead in breaking the situation hoarsely: "You bastard, are you here to laugh at me?"

Probably out of the instinct of confrontation, he subconsciously searched the black-haired boy's eyes, trying to deter him with his astonishing aura.However, a second before the four eyes met, a large area of ​​darkness suddenly fell in front of his eyes, and then there was a hot touch of skin touching.

"……Hey!"

With his eyes covered, Bakugo froze all over, and before he had time to distinguish the intentions of the person in front of him, he immediately raised his voice habitually and shouted: "Aren't you disgusting, you bastard?! You're too close! I don't remember our relationship It's so good!"

"Don't worry, I still hate you just as much as before." It was rare for Juli to resonate with him, so he spoke the truth with an attitude between relief and coldness, "It's just because of my personality, I can't get along with you." It’s just other people’s eye contact. It just so happens that we don’t need that kind of thing between each other at all, if possible, it’s a relationship that we don’t even want to see the second time.”

"Ah, that's right."

The milk-blonde boy sneered, raised his hand to hold the opponent's wrist, and wrapped his spread fingers viciously upwards, pressing the wound he left through the blood-stained handkerchief.

"But don't forget, you promised that nerd Fei Jiu that you would teach him how to defeat me... Hey, just saying it makes people feel terribly uncomfortable. In short, don't back down, I will blow you up together sooner or later. "

His voice was lowered a lot, bringing out a rustling sound, not only did not reduce his aggressiveness, but was extraordinarily lethal, and a sharp canine tooth appeared on the edge of his slowly drawn lips, showing his sense of presence happily.

——Dragon.

For some reason, the first thing that popped into Aizawa's mind was such a word.But before he thought about it, he realized that this was indeed an appropriate description.

Petty, proud, vicious, unyielding, and born with great strength.It is no wonder that a person with such a character will live in a supercilious manner.

His eyes fell unconsciously on the other party's creamy golden hair, recalling the too soft touch, he couldn't help but let out a long regretful sigh in his heart: Sure enough, this guy is only as good as a cat when he turns into a cat. It will be cute.

"Let's talk about it after you graduate from Xiongying. I don't want to be criticized and educated by your class teacher." He withdrew his right hand, which was tortured by the dragon, turned around and waved twice perfunctorily: "This is not far from your home. Go back by yourself, anyway, you are not a child in kindergarten."

"Hurry up, I don't need you to send me from the beginning, okay?!"

The "gracious hospitality" he received along the way seriously overdrawn Baohao's physical strength, making him temporarily unable to stand up, and he relied on roaring to maintain output.

His eyes stayed on the black-haired boy's receding back for a long time, until he stood in front of Izuku Midoriya, then he turned his head away unhappily.

——Hey, a fool who is willing to get together with Fei Jiu, no wonder he has an annoying aura all over his body.

Aizawa Juli has now (barely) completed the guardian's explanation, so he naturally doesn't bother to pay attention to the needle-like gaze behind him. He just chatted with the new brother briefly, and after confirming that he doesn't need to see him off by himself, it is convenient He lifted his long legs and stepped onto the locomotive.

"At a time like this, it's more enjoyable to find a place to have a drink." Turning around to look at the taillights of the car that were blown out by passion, he took out his mobile phone irritably, planning to contact a few younger brothers wandering in the nearby area and rush to the newly opened bar Live a chic nightlife.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the phone was connected, there was a mess of booing instead.

"Boss! Help—!"