Since I picked up the strongest cub

When Su Ge arrived at the place Fukuzawa Yukichi had mentioned, the place looked as if it had been crushed by a herd of desolate cattle, there were flying stones everywhere, and the air was full of dust.

She coughed a few times, and flicked her right hand a few times in front of her face.

Su Ge went against the crowd and walked to the loudest place, planning to find Fukuzawa Yukichi first.

The next second, she froze with her hand covering her breath.

She looked at the three figures in the place with the most dust, the sounds of "clang clang" swords and "bang bang" fists colliding seemed to accompany her who was sluggish at the moment.

Su Ge opened his mouth slightly, not caring that dust would get into his mouth, he was dumbfounded, and looked at the vigorous figure: Mr. Fuze!What are you doing, Mr. Fukuzawa! "

The silver-haired middle-aged swordsman joined the battle with the intention of stopping Nakahara Chuya and Gojo Satoru at the beginning, but Nakahara Chuya's supernatural power made his body extremely flexible, and Gojo Satoru did not use any spells, but he did. The magic power strengthened his physique, and Fukuzawa Yukichi's rich practical experience and superb swordsmanship made him not at all inferior to the two of them, and the scene was stalemate for a while.

The two teenagers fought more and more madly, and instead of the previous fight, they began to attack him together, and Fukuzawa Yukichi's intention to stop him at the beginning also began to change, and he tried his best to deal with it.

All three of them felt a rare joy in this battle, until a familiar roar came from not far away:

"Gojo Satoru, Central Plains Chuya! You all stop for me!"

Fukuzawa Yukichi was the first person to hear Su Ge's voice. Thinking that he had specially called someone to stop him, but in the end he forgot the original purpose of the call. Fist, strode to the side.

The swordsman stared straight at the miserable street in front of him, restraining himself from looking at the black-haired woman who was approaching gradually.

Chuya Nakahara's fist missed, he quickly dodged Gojo Satoru who was attacking from the other side, and his bloody brain calmed down for a second.

He just... did he hear something?

When Gojo Satoru saw Fukuzawa Yukichi escape, he let out a displeased "tsk".But Fukuzawa Yukichi's departure did not interrupt his interest, he turned his head, his eyes seemed to flash a blue light following his movements.With a horizontal kick, he swept towards Zhongyuan Zhongye who was stunned in place for some reason.

The next second, an alarm suddenly sounded in his mind, and a black stick-shaped shadow slammed at his outstretched leg. His pupils constricted, and he quickly retracted his leg and looked at the murderer.

——Su Ge, who didn't know when he came, stood aggressively aside with an iron rod in his hand.

Wutiaowu: "..."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

A drop of sweat the size of a bean ran across the heads of the two of them.

There was a moment of silence in the air.

Looking at Su Ge's sneer.Wujo Satoru decided to strike first.

"Asu, my leg, my leg hurts so much!"

Gojo Satoru hugged his leg and wailed.

Su Ge: "Come on, I didn't hit it at all just now."

"..." Gojo Goto paused for a second, then said brazenly, "Is that so, it must be because my legs were scared."

After finishing speaking, he put down the legs he was holding as if nothing had happened, and Mao Maoxiong moved to Su Ge's side in small steps. Every time he took a step, he raised his head to check her face carefully.

When he was only one step away from Su Ge, he stretched out his little hand tentatively, and carefully held the corner of her clothes with his index finger and thumb in Su Ge's eyes.

——A posture of running away when something goes wrong.

Su Ge reluctantly raised the corners of his lips at him, resisting the attack, and waited for the person who did bad things to let down his vigilance.

The blue-eyed cat watched her expression for a few seconds, confidently felt that nothing would happen, then happily leaned his head on her shoulder, and thought that no one had noticed, he grabbed the murder weapon in the breeder's hand, Trying to throw it aside.

His Excellency Silver Wolf, who was wearing a kimono with his hands in his hands, accidentally saw Su Ge's eyes, and quickly turned his head without changing his expression.

The spoiled young boy was still acting like a baby.

"A Su, you don't even know, I obviously helped him, but he didn't know how to be kind and wanted to hit me."

"If it wasn't for my strength, I wouldn't be able to hide from it, and the uncle came over fiercely... Ah, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

The white-haired boy stood on tiptoe trying to relieve the scorching pain of being picked up by the ear. His little hands danced wildly, trying to save his poor ear from the guardian's hands, but he didn't dare to pull it directly under his kind eyes.

Su Ge's voice was gloomy: "Are you quite wronged?"

Gojo Satoru looked at her pitifully: "It's the truth~"

Su Ge gritted his teeth, and turned the little boy's ears half a circle with his hands. Wujo Wu hurriedly said, "No wronged, no wronged", and wrapped his arms around her arms to stop her evil deeds.

"I'll deal with you later."

Su Ge glared at him, let go of his hand, dropped a threat, turned his head to look at Nakahara Chuya who had lowered his head and said nothing since she came over, sighed, and said softly:

"Chuya, what happened, can you tell me?"

Two years was enough for her to understand what kind of person the young man in front of her was.To put it bluntly, he couldn't even beat Osamu Dazai to death (Osamu Dazai:?), she really couldn't imagine what heinous thing Gojo Sato did to make him lose control like this.

The orange-red boy stood there with his head down. He had just started the fight like a madman who didn't care, but now he looked like a puppy that fell into the water. He didn't speak, so people could feel his depression.

He said in a low voice, "...No, that's what he said."

"It was my fault."

The young man was still unwilling to look up at her, so Su Ge ignored the background sound of Gojo Satoru yelling "unfair" frantically, and walked in front of him.

Feeling the figure of Su Ge standing in front of him, Zhong Yuanzhong also stubbornly refused to raise his head. The next second, a warm hand fell gently on his head, and his gentle voice almost sighed.

"Chuya, it's not like you to be so depressed. You can tell me what happened."

"I'm here."

The young man suddenly had a sore nose, and buried his head lower on the ground, unwilling to let the people in front of him see his red eye sockets.

After a while, Su Ge thought he couldn't hear the answer, and the hoarse boy's voice sounded muffled.

"Am I... a bad leader?"

The boy raised his head, his eyes were reddish, and his cobalt blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of dust. He stared straight at her, wanting to get an answer from the trusted adult.