The curse spirit always wants to push me to the throne

Unlike the previous outburst, this time Shigeo Kageyama was awake the whole time.

He was lucid, despite the uncontrollable rage burning inside him.

He saw the terrified faces of those adults soberly, shouted the order to shoot, the projectile was fired from the weapon, and stagnated in front of the blue shield against common sense.

He watched soberly as the villains were overturned by the aftermath, smashing into the building like ants facing a hurricane until they fell into a coma, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

However, the anger accumulated in my heart could not be dissipated for a long time. The uncontrollable blue lin light whipped the earth like a whip. In front of this force, the land was screaming. The dust that was raised raised a small tornado out of thin air with the mob as the center.

It's like a disaster.

In the face of absolute violence and absolute power, no one could resist, but looked at the shadowy figure in the dust in fear.

Is this the superhuman?

Although Akutagawa Ryunosuke's ability is sharp, most people who have not seen its lethality are confused by the thin appearance of the user, and only regard it as a magic trick without much real sense. Until this moment, other people in the slums really know it See the gap between people with supernatural powers and ordinary people.

Not a person of the world.

"mob!" Hanabi ignored Mami's tugging, rushed into the dust area together with Akutagawa Gin, and grabbed Kageyama Shigeo's arms from left to right, "It's enough! It's enough, mob has done a good job, we have It's okay, so wake up quickly!"

"..."

The wind and sand that rolled up into the sky gradually stopped.

Under the surprised eyes of the two, Shigeo Kageyama moved his lowered fingers, as if gradually regaining the right to use his body, with a dazed expression: "Are you all right?"

"That's right, it's all thanks to mob protecting us." Huahuo said quickly.

The kid with the pot head struggled to smile softly, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

Hanabi and Akutagawa Gin quickly catch the fallen Shigeo Kageyama, and the stones floating in the air lose the support of their superpowers and fall down one after another.

There were a few more bangs, the ground shook, and then there was silence. The people hiding nearby poked their heads out quietly, or poked out half of their bodies to check the movement, and only came out in twos and threes after confirming that everything was over and it was safe.

Eyes mixed with shock, fear, and awe turned to the unconscious pot-headed child supported by the two girls.

Although he looked small, thin and vulnerable, no one would think so from today on.

People with different abilities.

This identity has drawn a huge gap with ordinary people since birth.

That powerful and deterrent force like a natural disaster is deeply engraved in the hearts of all the people who witnessed that scene.

The potential impact caused by mob is continuing to ferment.

Of course, all of this has nothing to do with the fainted Kageyama Shigeo.

He found himself in the white space in his dream again, and as expected, he saw the tornado again.

The green girl didn't fly away this time, but looked at him with complicated and unfamiliar eyes, as if she knew him for the first time.

Mob didn't think too much, his face turned pale with anxiety, and he sat down in frustration: "I messed up again."

Obviously, he has made an agreement with the master that he will not use super powers on humans, but now he once again...

Just when mob was about to shut himself down, Tornado finally couldn't take it anymore and kicked him out: "Idiot! What's wrong with using superpowers to save yourself! You don't have a temper! See with your own eyes."

Mob didn't have time to think about why Tornado would say these words as if he knew the whole process, and then lost consciousness again.

The Jarhead kid opened his eyes in reality, and there was an exclamation in his ears, as if someone was calling his name, and then a bunch of familiar faces approached him.

"How are you mob?"

"Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Damn it, if Akutagawa was around, they wouldn't dare to be so arrogant."

"Everyone..." Shigeo Kageyama sat up weakly, full of anxiety, "Aren't you injured?"

Hanabi squeezed Akutagawa Gin through the gap in the crowd, "Don't worry, we're fine, but you surprised us by falling down suddenly."

Kageyama Shigeo automatically ignored the last sentence, and his expression relaxed: "It's fine,"

The other boys and girls asked in a hurry.

"Are those scenes outside really made by mob?"

"You protected Miss Huahuo and the others?"

"Really amazing!"

"Hey, mob, what else can you do with your abilities?"

Kageyama Shigeo faced everyone's enthusiasm with a blank face.

Although I have shown my ability before, but the performance of lifting heavy objects did not make people feel powerful intuitively, but now it is different. First of all, the scene outside has proved that the scene that was too exaggerated before, plus the surrounding people In a short period of time, mob has been spread like a demon god, which naturally aroused the longing and curiosity of other young people.

Huahuo remembered that Shigeo Kageyama didn't like to brag about his abilities, so he interrupted other people's inquiries: "Okay, everyone don't ask for now, mob just woke up, and he may not be feeling well right now."

After the others heard it, although it was a pity, they could only restrain their curiosity.

Mob breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Hanabi with grateful eyes. At this moment, he seemed to notice something suddenly. He glanced at the people around him, and found that there was one missing: "Where's Akutagawa?"

At the mention of this name, the others froze.

"He..."

Huahuo was quick to wit: "Akutagawa is not in good health, he went to the clinic to see a doctor."

Kageyama Shigeo doubted him: "So that's how it is."

This silly boy... is so easy to fool.

Leaving aside whether they have the money to see a doctor, it is impossible for Akutagawa to go at such a juncture.

Hanabi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and winked at Akutagawa Yin in a corner where Mob couldn't see, comforting her in disguise, it's okay, Akutagawa is so strong, he will definitely come back alive.

Akutagawa Gin reluctantly raised a smile, but there was a lingering worry in his eyes.

Not long ago, Ryunosuke Akutagawa rushed back after hearing the news like everyone else. After seeing the tragedy at the scene, he didn't say anything. He just roughly woke up a comatose human trafficker and pried out the location of the base from him. , and then disappeared alone.

According to the trafficker's account, what he found were international mercenaries who had just smuggled into Yokohama from a foreign country. They were small in scale and wandered around the battlefield on weekdays waiting for someone to hire them to do some dirty work. arms.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke's ability is not weak. They have seen Akutagawa cut the throat of the robber who tried to rob them several times before. Adults who are much taller than them are not much better than wild cats in front of black blades.

But this time the opponent is a well-trained mercenary armed with arms, can he really win?

Although the others didn't say anything, they were secretly worried.

At this moment, Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was worried by everyone, was wearing a rag he picked up from nowhere, his face was hidden in a linen hood, and he approached the stronghold where the foreigners stayed.

The guards at the gate immediately aimed their guns at Akutagawa Ryunosuke, stunned for a moment after seeing his thin height, and frowned: "Child?"

"Cough, cough cough." Ryunosuke Akutagawa couldn't help coughing a few times, staring at the few people with indifferent black eyes, and murmured, "Go to hell."

The black sharp blade slashed across, and the fingers of several people did not have time to pull the trigger, and the blood spattered on the spot.

It is precisely because I have nothing since I was born that I hold tightly to what is left in my hand.

Whether it's a companion or a place to stay.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke covered his mouth with his hand and coughed a few times. The sharp blade turned from the cloth cut the steel gate without hesitation. The sound of the huge steel plate falling shocked the mercenaries inside.

The mad dog that didn't bark stepped on the solid iron gate, seemed to remember something, and looked down at the steel plate under its feet.

The scene of mob lifting the iron plate with his ability flashed through his mind, Akutagawa thought for a moment, and then used his own Rashomon to do similar things.

It feels like this steel plate can be used as a shield.

Facts have proved that the ideas emerging from his companions came in handy. The moment Akutagawa stepped into the door, countless bullets hidden in the dark attacked him. The speed of the bullets is definitely not what Akutagawa can compete with now. At this time, the idea that came to mind just now came in handy.

After a round of shooting was over, the armed personnel skillfully replaced the ammunition, and the sand and dust dispersed. They were shocked to find that there was no Akutagawa in place except for the tattered steel door.

"Not good, he's here." Companions around warned him, before he could finish his words, someone fell to the ground.

The thin and flexible figure is like a god of death, harvesting all life along the way...