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The sudden movement made them all tense up. They didn't know what had happened here. The only thing that could prove the danger here was the huge number of missing persons on the situation report. , this data is still climbing upwards at a steady and tenacious speed.

They are smart enough and cautious enough, which is a good thing, but sometimes...it will delay their judgment.

Zongxiang narrowed his eyes slightly, and listened to the movement above. The more he listened, the more he felt puzzled. At first he thought it was a person walking above, but then he heard a kind of rustling in the delayed voice. Well, if this is a person, then he is dragging something in his hand and walking slowly, if this is not a person...

Munakata thought to himself with a sense of humor, if it wasn't a human being, it might have two legs and a tail.

Sounds a little gross.

——I don’t know how it should wear pants, do you have to drill a hole in each pair of pants?

Jingujiquan's thoughts overlapped with Munakata's in a weird and wonderful way, and he thought about the thing's clothing more deeply and seriously.

Fushimi pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and when he turned his head, he saw the smile on Munakata's face that he didn't know how to describe. A chill came up from the bottom of his heart, and he subconsciously wanted to stay away from him, but he didn't When he moved, a series of ominous "creaks" came from the ceiling.

? !

Munakata, who reacted the fastest, pushed Fushimi who was closest to him aside, and it was too late when he reached out to pick up Jinguji Izumi's clothes. Dazai was hanging on Jingujiquan's body and his face was full, and he could hear "creak creak" ——Boom——咵嚓” With a series of loud noises, the entire ceiling slammed down like a collapsed cream layer on a rotten cake.

In almost a moment, everything in the field of vision was wiped out by the sudden puff of dust. Jingujiquan squatted down with his head in his arms, closed his eyes and held his breath, and crawled in the direction of the door based on his previous memory. He ran on the ground, and randomly touched behind him twice, but he didn't touch the giant baby-like Dazai who was still hanging on him just now, and his heart sank.

Could it be that he was smashed to death by the ceiling?

Thinking of this, Jinguji Quanchi slipped and rolled out against the wall, moving so fast that it seemed like a double image would appear.

It took only two seconds for the ceiling to fall. A hand pierced through the thick dust like a curtain, accurately clasped Jingujiquan's wrist, and dragged him out. In the next second, a heavy plate rubbed against God Gong Siquan's heel fell to the ground, and it cracked into three or four pieces. The palm-sized wooden fragments scattered like flowers, and their power was not weaker than a concealed weapon ready to go.

Jingujiquan sat under the wall opposite the ward, staring dumbfounded at the ward that had changed drastically in an instant, as if a dinosaur or something had been squeezed out of the ward, the two floors were opened up, and the door frame was miserable Xi twisted crookedly into a posture that made one's teeth ache, most of the gray-black skin on the wall peeled off, and the rest was still crumbling.

Munakata let go of his wrist, looking vigilantly at the dust that hadn't dissipated.

Jingujiquan touched his face, there was a long gash cut by the flying debris, and the blood flowed down, soon staining half of the collar red, coupled with the dust on the white coat , There is a sense of déjà vu of a horrible perverted doctor.

There were still stones falling intermittently, and Jinguji Izumi stood up abruptly—it’s broken, Dazai!

The flying dust settled a little, and the state of invisible objects improved a little bit. Jingujiquan vaguely saw a very faint... light?

This kind of light is really impressive, deep red like the color of solidified blood, rich scarlet seems to be dripping down, through the dust, this menacing color dyes the whole room into a slightly gloomy light Hong, in a deserted hospital with no one in it, it fits the occasion.

But... very familiar.

Jingujiquan was still thinking about where he had seen this color before, and Dazai's extremely unbeatable voice sounded from the dust: "chuya~ I'm so hurt from you hitting me~"

Ah, by the way, it's the color of Chuya Chuya's ability. That's right.

... Dazai's reaction was too fast.

Dazai is like a boneless mollusc, sitting without a face, half of his body is planted in a pile of rocks like a green onion, his whole body looks like a crumpled rag, from his hair to his clothes are all moldy and rotten pickle.

But he looked very happy, his iris-purple eyes were so happy that they gleamed, and that expression full of malice and joy mixed together was enough to make everyone's scalp tingle when they saw those eyes.

"I said why did I smell a disgusting smell, it turned out to be you, Chuya, no wonder I felt like vomiting when I walked into this hospital."

Dazai was still sparing no effort to provoke the other party. After the dust cleared, Jingu Jiquan and the others looked over and saw Nakaya floating in mid-air against the common sense of physics stepping on a half-broken ceiling.

The orange-haired black/hand party cadre still has the bright and flamboyant appearance. He looks a little better than the Dazai Jingujiquan met, at least he kept the well-tailored shirt, with white sleeves rolled up to the elbows, revealing the lines Smooth and tight arm muscles, but the hat and the usual trench coat are gone, and the orange hair is also a bit messy.

He squatted down and stepped on the stone, looking down at Dazai below with disgust, it took him a long time before he sneered coldly, the vivid expression made Munakata who didn't know why they all began to sympathize with him.

This is how much I hate a person, so that I can express this emotion so vividly that outsiders can empathize with it just by looking at it.

"Ah, if I know it's you, I'll try harder." Zhong also gritted his teeth and replied.

When he said this, his voice was dry and hoarse, and the first few syllables were not even pronounced. Only then did Jingujiquan notice some other things, such as Nakaya's dusty hair and wrinkled clothes. Horns, slightly black eyes, and tense muscles all the time.

He seemed to be running and fighting non-stop, so that even when he saw them now, he couldn't relax for a while, his muscles stretched stiffly.

"Ah, ah, Chuya has become so embarrassed, has the dog who left home finally discovered the benefits of its master?" Dazai glanced at it and saw that Chuya was in a very bad state, between speaking comforting words and stabbing the knife Decisively chose the latter.

"If it wasn't for you, who put the blame for murder on my head, would I do this!"

Zhong also gritted his teeth and asked every word.

Even he has to admit that when Dazai wants to convince someone, even the most vigilant person will be persuaded by him without knowing it, let alone a few small policemen That's all.

So Zhong, who was determined to bear the main responsibility for the murder, was thrown into prison by the police with an inexplicable question mark on his head. Chance to be free"—ha, he'd rather be in prison with his fellow inmates "in love" if he knew the damn chance was a battle royale in a place like this horror movie!

The prisoners who were fooled by "freedom" with him have long since died, and only non-human beings like Chuya can carry it down, and now they have met the culprit again...

Nakaya sneered, the long time of getting along made him master the trick of dealing with Dazai, the king of talkers, he didn't waste any time scolding Dazai at all, he raised his hand to grab the edge of the ceiling that hadn't completely collapsed by the wall, Without even moving his brows, he forcibly tore off the part of the ceiling connected to the wall like a cracker, lifted it up unceremoniously, and greeted Dazai.

The oncoming shadow completely enveloped Dazai. Seeing that the weak and helpless Dazai was about to die under the ceiling, Munakata, who had not moved all this time, frowned, and finally couldn't help but grabbed the saber in his hand and charged. past.

The head of S[-], adhering to the righteousness, goes forward to maintain order and justice, and the meaning of existence is to protect.

...Although Dazai is really not weak, but let Munakata see a person who may splatter blood on the spot in front of him...

That really doesn't look like Reissa Munakata.

The huge explosion was mixed with the sound of metal colliding. The light blue sword light of Sirius and the dark red supernatural power collided together. The buzzing shock wave rolled and stirred from the edge of the corners of the two clothes. Dazai lay on the ground wisely. After the broken stone, he rolled himself into a ball to escape the impact at such a short distance. Although his posture was ugly and wretched, Dazai always knew which was more important, face or life, at critical moments.

Besides, he has been shameless for many years.

And Nakaya, who was blocked from attacking for the first time, frowned slightly in surprise, and looked at Munakata: "Ha... who are you? Are you the new prey of that dead mackerel?"

Zongxiang straightened his glasses, and politely pointed the tip of his sword obliquely at the ground: "No, although I don't know what the mackerel you are talking about is, but the existence that can make me a prey should not have appeared yet."

Chuya let out a low laugh from his throat, the laughter that caused his chest to vibrate like the roar of a violin, he squinted his eyes and caught something with his backhand, and his whole body obviously leaned forward a little, representing the shadow of the supernatural power A layer of dark red appeared around the edge of his body, and he said mockingly: "Really? If you are so confident, why not try to fight gravity!"

While talking mockingly at Munakata, he threw the thing in his hand at Dazai.

In the distance, Jingujiquan and Fushimi widened their eyes at the same thing that was dragged down by Chuya.

It was a terrifyingly huge fleshy limb, like the tentacles of a marine animal. It had a smooth surface, and there were many ferocious and twisted suckers growing there. The diameter was ten meters thick. It was hard to imagine that such a leg could grow. What a big thing the thing will be.

The truncated surface of this thing is pitted, as if it had been torn from the main body, and the person who made this feat was holding the thinnest toe—even the thinnest part is enough for an adult The man's thighs are thick, and the young man with orange curly hair stretches his flexible waist. In a posture that is difficult for ordinary people to do, he backhanded the ridiculously huge arm and foot compared to his size and swung a whip forward. .

Munakata, who had never seen such an unreasonable creature before, hesitated for a second, looking at the sticky liquid and wet white meridians coming down from the hood, screaming and dodging away.

So that tail is this thing?It seems that there is no need to think about the pants.

At the critical juncture, Munakata, who had a fit of cleanliness, felt happy for a second that he had solved the puzzle for himself.