Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

It never occurred to Ren Maqi that Zhong Yuan limped to find her after not seeing her for a few days.

The ochre-haired boy lifted the door curtain with one hand, and slightly tapped the ground with one foot, "Hey, Maqi is sorry to trouble you."

There was also a hint of embarrassment in his tone.

Ma Qi, who was sitting on the bed holding a teacup and blowing air, slowly raised his eyes, and then saw Zhong Yuan Zhong also came in with a lot of scars, looking ashamed, just like the first time they met.

Now it seems that the two are completely reversed.

"? Why is it hurt so badly?" Ma Qi put down the cup, and stepped forward to help Zhongya Zhongya to the side of the bed to sit down.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated. Because of the battle with Lantang just now, he is not only covered with injuries, but also covered with dust from the shipyard. He is really embarrassed to sit on the Maqi bed.

Especially this is a girl's bed.

In the end, it was March who pushed him down and sat down.

There is no way, after the previous explosion, Madge's hut was rebuilt with the help of others, and now it is very good to have a bed and some basic daily necessities.

Maggie, who was not wearing a beret in the shed, had long purple hair tied up high, looked at Nakahara Chuya left and right, and said simply, "Take off your clothes!"

"Wait, wait?!!!!" Zhong Yuan also shrank back in fright, his cobalt blue eyes widened, and he looked at Ma Qi in a little panic.

"Take it off!" March frowned slightly, looking at the injuries on Nakahara Chuya's body, ignoring the other party's panic.

Looking at Ma Qi's face, Zhong Yuanzhong also wanted to say something to refute, he felt that he was so hurt that he didn't have to take it all off.

And she took it off in front of a little girl.

Even if he knew it in his heart, March was a doctor and asked him to take off and check the wound.

But the shame of being a man makes it difficult for him to undress in front of strangers, especially if the other party is a little girl.

Seeing Zhong Yuanzhong's hesitant look, Ma Qi pulled out the thread with a cold face, "If you don't take it off, I'll tie you up directly, cut up the clothes, and I don't care how to get out after sewing .”

Zhong Yuanzhong also froze.

Zhong Yuanzhong has also seen the ability to cut off the clothes on the affected part of the injured with his hands up and down. It was only a small area of ​​injury. Now his whole body is injured. If he cuts off the clothes, he will wear them Not going back.

After struggling for a while, Zhongyuan Zhong also took off his upper body clothes, the green rider uniform and the hoodie inside, the youthful, bare, bare chest was exposed in front of him, but Ma Qi only saw the bruises in his eyes , bloodstains.

He raised his hand and pressed Nakahara Chuya's ribs, and as expected, he heard the sound of the boy's gasping, Ma Qi held his chin and pondered for a while, "Four ribs were broken, the arm was broken, and the skin tissue was contused. It's a serious injury. .”

She said that the injury was serious, but Ma Qi's face did not change at all. After all, she had seen more serious injuries, and Zhongyuan Zhong also had such injuries that were still alive, and it was easy to heal.

With his right hand, he pulled out the needle from the sewing kit, put it on his index finger and pulled out a faint blue thread, and raised his hand to cover one of the wounds, "Is the Huangba's vomiting solved? The opponent is very powerful?"

Nakahara Chuya looked down at the thread flying around the wound, and hesitated for a moment, "Uh, this incident was caused by a superhuman named Lantang, Maggie, have you ever heard of a European spy?"

The chanting needle cut open the skin of the arm, revealing the deep flesh and texture and dislocated fractures. Using the needle and chanting thread to pull the bone back into place, Madge replied without raising his head, "I've never heard of it, what is that?"

"...It is said that it is from the European side. It is an organization composed of people with supernatural powers who hold the highest title of Transcendence. Everyone in it is comparable in strength to Lantang." Zhong Yuan Zhong also said in a low voice with a dark face. .

The feeling of seeing the body being cut open with his own eyes is still a bit too exciting. Even if the pain is what he can bear, it still feels a bit unacceptable to see it with his eyes.

But Madge's treatment is really unique. The beautiful amethyst cat eyes reflect muscles, cell tissues and various nerves, and the needles in her hands are very cleverly flying around the wound with threads.

The dense thread connecting the two ends, with a light pull, as if a magnet was attached to it, quickly closed, leaving only a very thin thread, representing the previous wound.

"So, why did that man say that he is a barbarian?" Madge tilted his head and bit off the thread, and the remaining thread naturally turned into Qi and dissipated in the air.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, "He just wants to lure Huang Ba out."

The hand propped helplessly on the edge of the bed pinched the bed board slightly, turned his head and said in a low voice, "I'm the one, the Huangba they're looking for."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know why he told Ma Qi about this, since even the sheep didn't reveal it.

But at this moment, he just wanted to tell her well that Huangbatu actually doesn't exist, if he had to say it, he was Huangbatu's safety device, in the sadness where his supernatural power was tainted.

Gravity is the power originating from Huang Ba's spit.

Normal use doesn't affect anything, but once the filth is turned on, you will lose yourself, and start to vent your abilities crazily, until your body can't bear it and collapses to death.

Zhongyuan Zhong also avoided Ma Qi's face while talking. To be honest, he doesn't dare to look at her face now.

He was a little afraid that Madge would scream and call him a monster.

"Oh, that's pretty awesome, but did he really kill the partner that Lan Tang said?" Ma Qi picked up the clothes and threw them on Zhong Yuan's head, motioning for him to put them on, and began to take them off. Pants.

"..." He really wanted to seriously think about Ma Qi's problem, but he felt that what he should consider now was whether to take off the pants or not.

It always feels like you are playing hooligans when you take it off, but if you don’t take it off, you probably have to do it yourself.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hesitated for a while, but still gritted his teeth and stood up, "Forget it, I'll just go back and twist the legs by gravity."

"Sit down!" The purple-haired girl looked at Nakahara Chuya coldly with a rare gloomy face.

"I said can you go?" He raised his hand and grabbed Nakahara Chuya's pants, "If you come in, give me a complete cure before you can go out."

"Wait, wait!" The red-haired boy protected his pants in shame and indignation.

At this moment, the door curtain was suddenly lifted, and the bandaged boy Osamu Dazai poked his head in again, "Wow, you guys had such an exciting time!"

The boy's handsome face was full of interest, and his kite-colored eyes looked around, Ma Qi and Zhong Yuan Zhong also's current actions.

Ma Qi let go of his hand, and looked at the wound on Osamu Dazai who came in, which almost cut his whole body in two, the blood stained the white shirt, Osamu Dazai's face was pale from blood loss, but he still didn't forget his unforgiveness people.

"Ah, bastard Dazai, how did you come here!" Nakahara Chuya stood up in embarrassment, pointing at Dazai and shouted.

Osamu Dazai shook his head, puffed up his face and said cutely, "I didn't come here with Chuya, after all, Chuya flew here, I came here by myself."

Seeing that the shabby condition of March's hut was terrible, the bandaged boy simply sat down on the ground with his clothes lifted, and said in a drawn-out voice, "Doctor March—I'm in so much pain—"

He glared at Osamu Dazai with cobalt blue eyes, and sat down again bitterly, "Forget about killing you suicidal maniac."

Even though he said so, Nakahara still did not stop Ma Qi from going to treat Osamu Dazai.

"You guys know each other?" March knelt down to observe the long and narrow wound on Osamu Dazai's chest, and asked casually.

"I don't know, how could I know slimy slugs."

"How could I know him? He's just a bastard mackerel."

Answering in unison, Ma Qi nodded, "That means we know each other."

Ma Qi grabbed the high-end shirt on Osamu Dazai with his hands, and tore it along the incision, revealing Osamu Dazai's white and thin chest and the hideous and long and narrow wound.

Pulling out the thread and sewing his hands quickly, Osamu Dazai looked at Maqi's movement with a look of surprise, and touched Maqi's knee inadvertently, and the originally connected thread disappeared from Maqi's hand immediately.

"???" March looked at Osamu Dazai in confusion, then looked down at the hand with only one needle left.

Zhongyuan Chu also gave Dazai a blank look, and couldn't help but say, "This guy's ability is to eliminate abilities."

"I'm sorry, I bumped into it by accident." Osamu Dazai raised his hands in surrender, his eyes slightly curved, and he smiled cutely.

Eliminating supernatural powers can still affect her, a person with the ability to use thoughts?

Ma Qi reconnected the thread without paying attention, this time the hand speed was faster, and the wound was connected with the thread in almost a few breaths. Osamu Dazai looked down at the dense blue hair on his body in surprise. Wire.

With a slight lift of the hand, the wound closed up. Except for the remaining blood stains on it, there was no one who had suffered a nearly fatal wound.

Osamu Dazai touched the wound up and down curiously, and was surprised to find that after Ma Qi cut off the thread, the wound did not open when he touched it again.

No, it should be said that Ma Qi's thread, which is supposed to be a supernatural power, can actually act on his body.

Ma Qi and Nakahara were also not clear that Osamu Dazai's disqualification in the world is not an active skill, but an ability to eliminate abilities that are activated all the time and cannot be controlled independently.

But March seems to be different.

Only by really touching Ma Qi can the thread in her hand be eliminated, and the needle in her hand seems to be just an ordinary needle, nothing special.

In other words, only the line is the real ability of this black doctor on Leibo Street, and what can be eliminated by him should be the supernatural ability.

Osamu Dazai watched as Ma Qi walked towards Nakahara Nakaya, cut off the cloth below the knees of the red-haired boy with a thread and threw it aside, squatted down and sewed it up skillfully.

The skillful movements can not be seen by a child at all, as if a doctor who has experienced many battles and only sees the patient, the familiar movements of raising his hands and flying lines are definitely not only practiced on Leibo Street of.