Night Rabbit is the strongest

Sensing the murderous intent from Su Nuo on both sides, Shenwei threw the umbrella aside and raised his hands: "Don't be angry, it's just talking, I don't mean anything."

"You see, to show my sincerity, I even threw away my weapon."

It didn't take long for the tense atmosphere to be relieved by Shenwei's laughter, and the two-faced Su Nuo took the lead to look away: "Forget it, I'm in a good mood today."

Although he didn't know what happened, Shenwei gave him enough face, and the current strength of the two-faced Su Nuo was still limited.

Tsk, it's really annoying, I may not be able to beat it.

I had no choice but to hold back my unhappiness for the time being, and took advantage of the steps given by Shenwei to go downhill.

But one day, the two-faced Su Nuo cracked the corners of his mouth.

One day, after swallowing more fingers, he will kill Kamui in the cruelest way.

"Don't worry about me." Shenwei enjoyed the two-faced Su Nuo's malice towards him: "I just came to work and perfunctory, if you have anything to talk about, you can talk slowly."

It seemed that Shenwei didn't intend to play tricks, Fu Heihui breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to stare at Su Nuo on both sides.

Kamui really pushed his feet hard, jumped up and sat on the branch.

Naked/running, heart out, it's really a heavy-handed performance.

Swinging his legs, Shenwei took out the mobile phone he bought with Wutiao Wu bank card a few days ago, and specifically checked two numbers online.

Accompanied by the roar of the building being pierced, Shenwei made the first phone call: "Moses, Moses, it's a bit noisy here, can you hear me?"

……

After the phone call, this unattractive martial arts scene is almost over. Shenwei is not even satisfied with the current strength of the two-faced Su Nuo, so he moves to the high school to steal his fingers to raise his uncle.

Forget it, he held back, after all he was a single-minded person, so he had better keep a close eye on Gojo Wujo first.

Everything went as expected, Shenwei even applauded heartily for the dialogue between the last two DK boys.

The rain became heavier, as if tears were mixed into the water droplets and stayed together, Fu Heihui was silent, the sadness permeating the whole body had not had time to ferment, when he heard the unhurried clapping, the anger in his mind was instantly ignited.

Shenwei's attitude towards watching the show from the beginning rarely caused Fu Heihui's mood to fluctuate violently.

"You think I should help you?"

Kamui came to him in an instant, and he held up an umbrella to shield Fu Heihui from the rain, who was already drenched all over.

"Do not."

Fu Heihui walked out of the place covered by the umbrella, staggered away from Shenwei, let the raindrops fall on him again, and said coldly: "I know you have no obligation to help me."

Shenwei curled his lips, what, you don’t blame me like this?

Sure enough, he was a student of Gojo Satoru, but he had exactly the same self-esteem.

It just so happens that Kamui likes to break other people's self-esteem the most.

"I hope you can remember a fact clearly." Kamui didn't turn his head back, the corners of his mouth were wide open, and he squinted his eyes and continued to shoot: "When Yuzu Yujin died, I stood by, and I can easily stop him death, but I didn't take action, just watched him die like this."

"You understand. Fu Heihui, in addition to hating your own weakness, you also hate me." Shenwei's tone was arrogant, and even a little too excited: "To be honest, the current you remind me a little So little interest."

"Kill you..."

Fu Heihui stood in front of the dead body of Yu Zhang Youren, trying to protect the body of his classmate, the long umbrella cut through his wrist that was in front of his face, and a large pool of blood flowed down the umbrella body to the ground.

"Just kidding, surprise!"

Shenwei let out a soft breath: "Don't be afraid, I just want a future strong to remember me." Suppressing the desire for blood, "I promised Mr. Conjurer that I will not touch his people, so you Look, I have already ordered the ambulance in advance."

The mobile phone that was taken out showed on the communication interface the phone records that Su Nuo and Fu Heihui dialed after they started the call.

The hot blood under Shenwei's skin has been washed and cooled by the cold rain, and he has already controlled the strength of his attack and slowly cultivated his opponent.

Maybe the 18-year-old Shenwei can't control his instincts, and he can't stop fighting unless one party dies, but now the 23-year-old Shenwei is hard to be controlled by instinct.

Seeing Fu Heihui trying to say something despite the pain of being seriously injured and mentally exhausted after suffering ups and downs, Shenwei sighed and comforted her.

"Don't worry, I not only called an ambulance for you, but I also searched for the funeral company with the best evaluation for this kid. Now their hearse should be arriving soon, and we can guarantee one-stop service, so that his funeral can be held very beautifully." .”

Anyway, it was Gojo Satoru's name that was reported to the funeral company.

No one would think that he was a lunatic who wanted to kill someone just a second after seeing this genuinely worried look.

It's just that treating Fu Heihui in this way not only failed to comfort him, but instead showed his frivolous attitude to the fullest.

Fu Heihui raised his head, looked at Shenwei who kept smiling, and said a word coldly.

"roll."

"Yidichi, while allowing the upper management to carry out a conspiracy against the three novices, at the same time, without confirming whether the upper management has a transfer order, let Kamui take over your job without authorization."

Gojo Satoru didn't carry any emotion in his words, but Yidizhi felt unprecedented pressure.

"I'm very sorry, I thought that person was sent by you." Yidizhi clenched his fists tightly, his body trembling slightly because of fear, "Because what he said is very similar to your behavior, so..."

"You mean I don't like to follow the rules when I do things?"

"No, I haven't thought about that!" Yi Dizhi complained in his heart: not only like it, but also super like it, okay? You don't have any major events that are completely handled according to the meaning above.

"Don't use Yidizhi as a punching bag. It's pointless to bully him."

The door of the morgue opened, and several streams of heat from the outside rushed in.

"It's good to have me here. If you want to vent your anger, that person seems to be waiting for you in the forest."

"It's even more difficult to vent your anger when you meet him." With disgust on his lips, Gojo Satoru got up and left.

In the forest outside the high school, a large number of green plants reduce the hot temperature in the afternoon.

Kamui sat in the shade of a tree playing games, feeling the shadow above his head: "Mr. Conjurer, I thought you would come up and beat me as soon as we met."

"What's the matter, please wait until I finish this game first. Damn 'Bandage Lord', I will not lose to you."

Aroused by the desire to win, Yetu pressed his fingers quickly, and one second before the game was about to win, Gojo Satoru leaned over and pulled out his cell phone to turn it off.

"Explain it."

Gojo Satoru supported the tree trunk with one hand, and pinched Kamui's jaw with the other hand, with such great force that Kamui's skin was pinched blue.

"Mr. Conjurer, you made me lose this game. This is a new game I just discovered this morning." Shenwei's voice was a little vague.

"You also caused me to lose a student, and you also cast a serious shadow on Hui Youxiao's mind."

Gojo Satoru stared at Kamui, just looking at this well-behaved and delicate face was pleasing to the eye.

No one could believe it, it was such a skinny man who looked like a wasteful beauty that made Gojo Satoru feel frustrated for the first time.

"You're angry."

Kamui put away his lazy expression, leaned forward, stretched out his hand to undo Gojo Satoru's blindfold, and looked into those blue eyes.

He clearly saw anger from the depths of Gojo Satoru's eyes: "It's strange, you are obviously angry and want to kill me, why do you want to restrain yourself?"

Gojo Satoru's frustration comes from Kamui's view that he wants to fight him.

For others, fighting with him means fear and death, but for Kamui, it is a coveted reward.

Gojo Satoru didn't want to give Kamui such a reward with his own hands.

"You went to the youth academy on purpose to provoke me."

He let Kamui take off the blindfold, and the silver hair fell down on his forehead.

"But I believe you will abide by my words and not harm my students."

Then.

Gojo Satoru looked at Kamui and felt a little hot: "You must know something else to do this, such as being sure that Youruhito will not die?"

As soon as this sentence was said, in an instant, Shenwei's smile was mixed with a tinge of stiffness, and then he pressed surprise, and continued to reply calmly: "You have a big brain."

Guessed right.

Gojo Satoru caught the change in Kamui's expression, ironically, even with the slightest fluctuation, they could easily feel each other's emotions.

But still not reconciled, Kamui's blatant fire-fighting behavior was to provoke Gojo Satoru to put aside the others and fight him to the death.

Gojo Satoru was indeed angry, and he couldn't fight anymore, but he still wanted to teach Kamui a lesson.

"Since you're already angry, if you don't fight me to get your anger back, Mister Conjurer, that's not like you."

How to do it?

Looking at Kamui's face that hit XP, he thought of a punishment that didn't hurt him.

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth, his expression became intriguing, and the afternoon sun made the atmosphere dry and hot.

Covering Kamui's eyes with his left hand, parting his hair with his right hand, he gently kissed Kamui's smooth and delicate forehead.

"I'm really angry, but I don't want to fight with you, and I don't want to restrain myself..."

"This anger, fuck/How about you vent it out?"

Then Wujo Wushen was pierced by a long-handled umbrella.

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The author has something to say:

Shenwei: I am tired of playing small games, but I still want to fight a life-and-death battle

For others, a 5t5 shot represents fear, and for Shenwei, it is a reward, and they will even shout "Yeah" and jump on it happily