Undead meow of a certain college

The warm palms brushed Wujo Wu's nose, covered his face, and pushed him away slightly, leaving a little distance between him and the middle-aged man's face.

Gojo Satoru was surprised for a moment.

His pussy what does that mean?Don't you want him to get too close to this person?

——Oh, what a sweet burden.

Then, he saw the palm in front of him suddenly clenched into a fist again, and punched the middle-aged man's face.

His cat beat him up directly.

The middle-aged man didn't react, he was punched solidly, his mind was stunned for a moment, and his ears were buzzing.

Gojo Wu bowed his head, and saw Zenyuan Shiya smiling at him, then pointed to the middle-aged man and said, "Bad thing."

There was some milkiness in the voice.

Wujowu knew that Zenyuan Shiya listened to him just as he did in the illusion, and when facing someone with malicious intentions, he would hit him first before speaking.

But the problem is that this place is reality now, if you do this...

There is no problem at all!

What evil can a kitten have?He just beat up someone who was mean to him.

Who made this man mean to his cat?This man deserves it.

The middle-aged man was beaten in the face, and his mind was shaken for a while, and he didn't react for a long time.He didn't come back to his senses until a nosebleed flowed from his nose.

The previously suppressed anger erupted instantly.

He clenched his fists and slammed hard at the temple.

He was defending himself justifiably, and if he accidentally missed and hit him hard, it wasn't a big problem.

Thinking about it this way, he used almost 100% of his strength, and the fist was wrapped in magic power. Once it hit hard, ordinary people would definitely not be able to bear it.

However, this smashing was in vain, and the Zen garden that was still in front of him just now suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, he felt another punch in the back.It was heavier than the punch just now, making him feel his internal organs tremble.

After all, this is a blow stronger than 3/4 of the two-faced Su Nuo's fingers.

A smell of blood came from his throat, and the middle-aged man abruptly swallowed the surging blood.

Something is wrong.The kid who hit him just now should be just an ordinary person without magic power, right?How can you have such a powerful strength?

You must know that although he is still a second-level conjurer, he is infinitely close to the first-level. How could he not fall well in the hands of an ordinary person?

Is it...

Turning around quickly and retreating, he saw Gojo Satoru and Zenyuan Shiya behind him.

When he met Gojo Satoru's gaze, his body stiffened instantly.Endless fear came from those blue eyes, causing the blood that he had just swallowed to surge again, overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Gojo Satoru and Ganggang in front of them are completely different people.

Gojo Satoru was in the state before, and he could still bear that kind of threat, but now, Gojo Satoru just looked at him...

Gojo Satoru just looked at him, which made him fearful, and made him want to retreat and escape.

There is a feeling that if you don't escape, you will die here in the next second.

"Zhong Chuan!" The old man's voice came.

Hearing this voice, the middle-aged man's mind tentatively settled.The feeling of fear did not diminish, but at least he was not too suffocated to dare to move.

Gojo Satoru was still looking at him, he didn't dare to move any more, he just snorted and asked, "What do you mean?!"

It was the child who made the first move, and he had reason to attack.

Wujo Wu replied: "You want to touch me, and you still ask me what I mean?"

The middle-aged man was extremely angry, pointing at Shi Ye in the Zen courtyard, he said: "He was the one who touched me first!"

"I know," Gojo Gori said confidently, "but you want to do something to him."

Still the same sentence, what bad intentions can a kitten have?

His cat is doing the right thing, so the person who wants to hit his cat is naturally doing the wrong thing.

Facing such an illogical person, the middle-aged man couldn't think of how to refute for a while.

At this moment, someone added a fire.

Xia Youjie reminded from the side, "It was they who attacked the doctors and clinics first."

"Oh~" Gojo Satoru changed his words calmly, "You were the one who made the first move, so you still ask us what we mean?"

The middle-aged man's face sank, and he replied, "I'm just following the orders from above."

Gojo Satoru: "What order? An order to rob you?"

It seemed to be a joke, but it was described vividly.

Isn't that just burglary?It's just that what they robbed was not property, but Mei.

"Master Wutiao," the middle-aged man could finally move his legs, and took a quick step back, "You know how much harm that girl has caused, how can such an existence continue to exist in this world? human irresponsibility."

He said the words of hating, but his confidence seemed to be a little lacking, and there were some faint trills in his tone.

After all, it is Gojo Satoru.

He turned to look at Zenyuan Shiya, and continued: "I can let go of what happened just now, but if you continue to hinder me from catching the prisoner..."

However, Zenyuan Shiye didn't want to talk to him at all. He looked at the middle-aged man and only felt strong malice.

If you have malicious intentions, you should hit him until he disappears.

——This is what Wutiao brother taught him.

So, before the middle-aged man finished speaking, he made another move and punched forward.

"Bad guy! Hit you! Kick you away!" A childish voice sounded at the same time.

Caught off guard, the middle-aged man was punched in the face again.

There was blood in the nostril that hadn't bled just now.

Although symmetrical, there is no aesthetic feeling.

"How dare you!" The middle-aged man yelled, and his meager rationality was instantly burned by anger.

Filled with anger, he once again attacked the monastery even.

On the side, Xia Youjie and Jia Ruozi immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Zenyuan Shiye's mental state is not good. Although his attitude towards them has eased before, he will not speak in the tone of grandma like he is now.

This tone is more like... a child.

The two looked at each other, and their first reaction was: what did Wujo Wu do to the Zen garden?

Gojo Satoru raised his head and met the inquiring eyes of the two of them.

Now is not the time to talk about these things, he retracted his gaze, and stretched out his hand to grab something from the monastery.

He hugged Zenyuan Shiye's waist, but he didn't confine him a bit, instead he was dragged forward, leaning towards the middle-aged man.

The two of you punched each other, and the temple didn't get hit at all, but the middle-aged man had several wounds on his face.

Gojo Satoru, who was symbolically persuading fights, was very relieved that his cats could fight now.Not only in fantasy, but also in reality.

"Shiya, don't hit me." He put his arm around Shiya's waist in the Zen Yuan and shouted loudly.

But the Chanyuan even heard this, but did not stop obediently.

He could tell that brother Wutiao wasn't really telling him not to fight, but the subtext was actually to continue fighting.

That's it, he gets it.

As a result, the strength in his hand increased a bit.The fist landed heavily on the middle-aged man's face, spattering a little bit of blood.

The scene was chaotic for a while.

Others also wanted to intervene in the fight, but were unable to join in.

On Wujo Wu's side, while trying to persuade the fight, he secretly poked and punched the middle-aged man a few times.

To actually want to do something to his people, I'm really impatient.