[Comprehensive] Full-level boss pretending to be new

Jiu Tun looked at his obvious eight-pack abs and doggy waist, and ignored Tsurumaru's words.

No way, brother is so handsome.

As a rare combination of strength and beauty in the demon world, Shuten has long been used to all kinds of gazes, and it is not uncommon for Tsurumaru to remind him that he wears less, but so what.

It's not that I'm jealous of my perfect figure.

Shuten, who has always been confident in himself, became even more presumptuous with the addition of alcohol, he laughed wildly, walked over and hugged Tsurumaru.

He even touched the opponent's belly, well, the curvature of this muscle is really not as good as his own.

And Tsurumaru didn't react until he was touched.

I thought they were two rookies, but I didn't expect to have such strength. Fu Sangshen's mood became complicated for less than three seconds, and he began to appreciate the scene of Tsurumaru being molested.

It's rare to see this scenery, if you don't take a picture of it as a souvenir, you'd be ashamed of yourself as Fusangshen.

And Tsurumaru, whose arm was locked by Shuten, struggled to break free, but sadly found that in the eyes of the other party, his struggle might be a kitten rolling. Is he still a man without any muscles?

This scene was completely photographed by colleagues, Tsurumaru can imagine that this will become his black history in the future.

Heh, don't you think you have less black history?

I am Fu Sangshen who was the first to wake up. When you do stupid things because you just woke up, I can record all your ugly appearances without a teacher.

"Being a monster has a bottom line."

Tsurumaru was full of righteousness and humiliation: "Maybe we can still talk about the past years of everyone, I believe everyone can recall the most immature self."

The fusangshen stopped the recording, and Shuten, who had done enough comparisons and despised each other, let go of Tsurumaru's arm.

"Drink more wine and practice hard, there will be no problem."

The smell of alcohol went directly towards Tsurumaru's face, forcing Tsurumaru, who was not used to being so close to others, to turn half of his face red.

"Come and sit here."

The candlestick was cut into the only conscience of everyone present, he stood up and vacated his seat to Tsurumaru: "I remember how you came out early before the end of training."

"Today's training tasks are heavy and the physical exertion is too fast, so we should prepare lunch early."

Fu Sangshen, who has keen senses, has already heard that the steps of the children training in the backyard are getting heavier and heavier, obviously reaching the edge of their physical strength.

"Then let Luan and the others come over and get the ID card first."

Clapping his hands, Candlestick asked Taiko Bell to go to the backyard to call for someone: "Students can hold on for a while, without you showing murderous looks by the side, they will be more relaxed."

"Guangfang, do you have another name called Devil?"

Tsurumaru complained subconsciously: "Squeeze out the last bit of strength before stopping. Those children really misunderstood you. They all thought you were an angel."

The black-hearted angel, Candlestick Che, smiled softly: "Isn't it popular to kill angels now? Angels that can only radiate holy light have long been out of the mainstream."

"Scary terrible."

Taiko Bell's movements were fast, and Fu Sangshen, who was full of refreshment, quickly withdrew from the backyard. They used the fastest speed to complete the identity registration. Before they got the feathers and lost their spiritual power, the big tengu swallowed the wine got up and left.

If this continues, the face of their monster alliance will be lost.

The drunk Jiu Tun actually harassed ordinary monsters, and several people videotaped the whole process as evidence. If the other party came to him, even marrying Jiu Tun would not be able to recover the loss of face.

Wait a minute, marry Jiu Tun?

This idea is good. Although these monsters are newborns, it also means that they have a long lifespan and have enough time to improve their strength.

It is not impossible to swallow the wine and rub it under the polishing of the years.

And marrying the boy who is the least able to work in the alliance, Gu Huo Niao and the others will be happy.

After making up his mind, Ootengu turned back and took a picture of Tsurumaru Kasasa's madness with his mobile phone, capturing the dull expression on the other side's face.

"Can't you just smile?"

Big Tengu frowned slightly and pointed at the other party: "Such a face with a mentally handicapped expression is too wasteful."

what the hell?

Tsurumaru was even more confused. Now he regretted listening to Mr. Komaeda's words and joined some monster alliance. Why did these two monsters who came to work at the door reveal that except for the three words unreliable, it is possible that all of their monsters are Is it like this?

Ootengu waved his sleeves, saying that's all, anyway, the mentally retarded expression can't hide the handsome face of the other party. Perhaps in the eyes of Gu Huo, such a monster is a good match with Shuten.

That way it won't be sold.

Then the big tengu left again.

"Damn... retarded."

Tsurumaru, who had been infringed on his portrait rights, had no channel to complain about these irresponsible civil servants, so he could only swallow his grievances, but he also vowed in his heart that if he could see these two people again next time, he would never let them leave easily.

Once they got their ID cards, they are legal residents of the Demon Realm. If their rights are violated next time, they will sue their parents, hmph.

The next few Fu Sangshen who didn't know what happened, soon saw the whole process of the matter with the enthusiastic sharing of their colleagues.

They hahaha, there was a happy and joyful atmosphere in the room, everyone except Tsurumaru was in a good mood, the chance to see Tsurumaru embarrassing was too rare, so we must cherish it.

In the backyard, the students who were so tired and limp on the ground struggled to get up amidst the tangy aroma of the food, and supported each other to the first floor of the apartment.

What greeted them was a weird scene where they took haha ​​drugs collectively.

Different laughter came from all directions, reflected by the wall and merged into a strange attack. The students were originally weak in their feet, but now they have more headaches.

"Okay, stop everything."

Karasuma laughed a few times and then stopped. He made a pause gesture to tell the swordsmen not to be too arrogant. If this continues, Tsurumaru will go berserk.

"Can you still hold on?"

His words are aimed at the students: "If you can, take a shower first, if you can't hold on, sit and rest first."

"...No, we can hold on."

Even if the body is not good enough, the soul still has to keep walking. I am sitting at the dining table covered in sweat. No matter how I think about it, it is extremely rude. The only moving thing is that there are enough shower rooms in this apartment. There are more than one person.

When they changed into dry and fresh clothes and came out, there were already candlesticks on the dining table, and they were planning to make a nutritious lunch for others, both in terms of appearance and energy.

"Heaven."

"Angel."

The students felt that there was a circle of warm light floating around the candlestick cut, which had the effect of relieving fatigue when it shone on their tortured bodies.

"I'm gonna start now!"

The sides of the two long tables are full of people. The eating posture of the students can be described as a tiger rushing to eat. They stuff the most food into their mouths as fast as they can, and try their best to replenish the energy consumed by the morning training. energy of.

"I always feel that if this continues, they will become more and more cruel."

Wu Ji held the spoon, suddenly he didn't know how fast to eat.

"A hero is a road mixed with blood and tears. There is nothing wrong with being cruel."

Luan said it quite chicly: "It's not too late to pursue chic and handsome after they have enough strength. Besides, they are all at the age of growing their bodies, so it's okay to eat more."

It was thanks to Candlestick Cut's superb food matching skills that these poor students did not appear to be overeating and writhing in pain.

After eating, they stood against the wall and listened to Teacher Luan telling them some practical dressing tips.

"It's a nightmare not to match clothes, get it?"

He projected a few eye-catching collocations in the air, and found out the combat uniforms of several well-known heroes for comparison.

Then he put the heads of the heroes on top of the blind match, which made everyone feel what hot eyes are.

"Although it is said that well-matched clothing will not improve your combat effectiveness, it is eye-catching."

"Aside from other things, even if some of you straight men are not interested in dressing up, if you want to become a professional hero in the future, don't you have to think more about your fans?"

Luan earnestly and kindly: "Let my fans proudly say that my favorite idol is the double pinnacle of strength and appearance. It is always better than him who looks frustrating but is very strong."

That's right...it makes sense!

"If you have an idea in this regard, you can communicate with the teacher and me more."

Retiring after success, Luanbi made a gesture of invitation, and asked the Datowaki chaps who were in charge of the afternoon training to come forward.

"The morning is individual training, and the afternoon is group training."

Qingguang blew on his nails, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes: "Others say that Erdao can only be opened with the cooperation of Dato and Wakizashi. It's all a joke."

"As long as you work hard enough, train enough, and whoever you cooperate with is perfect, what does it matter if you can cooperate with a certain person?"

"Qing Guang." An Ding patted his little partner on the shoulder, "In short, the afternoon is group practice, and the list will be sent to everyone in a while, but this list is not fixed, and we will adjust it according to the training situation."

"Can I be in a group with the girls?"

Mineta Minoru clasped his hands on his chest: "It is my lifelong wish to be in the same group as 800 million classmates."

"Sorry, this wish was rejected."

Izumi raised his eyebrows: "You must respect Ms. Caring, then pour out the pile of pornographic images in your mind."

"otherwise……"

"Otherwise Mr. Jian will punish you."

Horikawa answered with a relaxed expression: "But you don't have to be afraid that the people you get are not suitable for you, we have given you the ones that are ranked first in the current training, Bakugo-san and Mineta-san are your team members for training in the afternoon. "

Bakugo Katsuki's expression became quite ferocious: "Okay, no problem."

Minoru Mineta's eyes began to flood with tears. It would be better to divide him and classmate Hong into a group. Although there is a danger of being frozen into ice cubes, it is better than being blasted by Bakugou.

"You are in the same class, and the subsequent training must be based on the class, and then you will be separated."

Cattail stood up and said, "Now let's learn more about the personalities of the people around us, and it will be easier for everyone to cooperate in the future. Besides, the matching of personalities is also a very deep knowledge. I hope you can all understand it. "

"One hour lunch break, after which training will continue."

The little fox on Minghu's shoulder gave an order, and after a whimper, everyone turned and went back to the room, and began their lunch break.