A Giant Baby's Road to Heroes[Comprehensive]

Encounters between people are sometimes very strange.

Some people are actually picked up in the trash.

Shigangmu saw a long strip of objects lying with the garbage pile at the entrance of the wet and cold alley, and moved two steps to see that it was a person with the help of street lights.

Barely considered a person.

Whether it is from his weak life features or from his bloody patches, it is beyond the category of [human].

Under the eyes, from the corner of the mouth to below the collarbone, as well as the small arms and ankles, regular bandage-like patches were stitched.

This man, who came out of the Shura field covered in blood, has completed the reversal of his appearance by relying on his strong figure and cold facial features, which makes people feel ridiculously handsome.

Niigaragi rubbed his chin and thought: "Can the garbage dump accept dead people?" Suddenly he had an idea, snapped his fingers and said, "Yes, dead people are pieces of meat that have lost their 'use value', this kind of classification That's right."

He was overwhelmed by his own ingenuity.

Because Hei Wu will go home tomorrow, the snack bags and Coke bottles that have been piled up for a week are put into sacks with dead handle corks and smashed together, then put them in small bags and pack them tightly, throw them away before Hei Wu returns Lose.

Terrible, God knows that Black Mist can use a magnifying glass to search in the sofa, and then infer the amount of dead wood snacks based on the hardness and color of the snack pieces.

"I will never lose again this time!" Sigangmu had inexplicable fighting spirit in this kind of place. He raised his hand and bid farewell to his criminal certificate in his heart.

The garbage bag rolled a few times in the air, and then hit the nose of the suspected male corpse. The man's nose fluttered, and his eyelids lifted slightly, revealing a pair of blue-green pupils like lake water.

"This thing, you smashed it?" The man held up the garbage of the dead handle wood, and asked with a magnetic subwoofer voice.

Obviously his body was at the end of his strength, but his tone was still condescending and cold.

"Ah, but there's nothing to eat in it." Shikuragi replied.

The man was irritated by his incoherent logical thinking, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you... kidding me?"

Even in the dark alley, his sharp eyes seemed to reflect a cold light like a mountain wolf.

Shi Karaki looked into his eyes, and a thought that had been brewing in his heart for a long time clearly emerged at this moment.

If it's this man, maybe it can!

This man is definitely not the kind to be loved.

And I'm afraid it's been like this since childhood.

This dead handle wood can be felt from his eyes.

His eyes, if they were his eyes, could do it.

You must be able to form the existence of light and shadow with yourself!

He felt it strongly at the moment, and he was always decisive.

Niigaragi opened his eyes excitedly, and friendly told the man who was injured as if he would die in a second: "Hey, I have my eyes on you!"

"I don't know what to say, are you crazy?" the man said, "Go away, your eyes make me feel sick for a while."

Sigangmu ignored him and said, "I will help you. In exchange, you can sell your life to me." Sigangmu stretched out his hand to him.

The man looked at Shikaragi for a long time, then hooked the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to him.

However, when his hand touched the dead handle wood, a few red lights appeared in the palm of his hand, and then a blue flame was ejected. The blue fire over 4000° melted the air, and the tongue of fire crackled and licked the melting point of the wall. It was only 1000°, and black slime flowed from the wall.

"It's quick, three-legged cat." Dabi clicked his tongue.

Sigangmu squatted on the roof and looked down at him, with straightforward admiration in his eyes: "It's really great, I didn't see the wrong person."

"Hey, how did you get your injury?" Shigaraki propped his chin to look at his body that was almost soaked in blood.

"I burned a few disgusting rubbish from society, and I was accidentally splashed with a little dirty water."

Dabi raised his head to look at Shigaraki and said, "The disgust you give me is similar to or even slightly better than garbage. Can you please leave? My stomach is churning."

He couldn't move and fell here, and when he needed quiet healing most, he was actually teased by a stinky kid.

It's the middle of the night, so is there any kid who will come to throw garbage at this time?

The little ghost's eyes were full of admiration, and there was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth. The combination made him feel "coveted".

"He is such a man with a story." Shikaragi jumped to the ground lightly, walked up to him and said, "You don't know, you are also committed to finding the kind of inspirational youth who can change the social order, right?"

A cold and powerful person like this would not have the leisure to find a gangster to fight with.

The man lowered his head and ignored him.

"Hey, let me say, do you want to cooperate with me? Pick up the person who made you like this, and let you be the second in the underground organization,"

Shikuraki stretched out his right hand again, bowed in front of him and said:

"Whether it's vengeance or revolution, I can definitely take you to a higher place than you could achieve alone."

"Oh? It doesn't sound bad." The man looked up at Shikaki with interest.

He raised his hand to Shikuraki, and he spewed out a stream of blue flames with the old trick. Although Shikuraki quickly turned his head to the side, a small part of his bangs were still scorched.

"You!" When Shigaraki's eyes showed killing intent, the man held his hand and said, "Davi. Please give me your advice."

"...a wooden hanging with a dead handle."

Dabi and Shigaraki looked at each other and smiled, and became partners who hated each other in their bones.

At this time, Dabi didn't know that the underground organization he was going to join was the "Enemy Alliance" initiated by Shigaraki at will, and that he was the only one in the full-time evil party.

Niigaragi expressed that he wanted to help his companion in distress, so he put his left hand around Dabi's back, put his right hand on his feet, and planned to hug him horizontally, but found that...

"I can't hold it." Shigaraki said helplessly.

Hei Wu has easily handled himself since he was a child, so Shigaoki didn't know that it took so much strength to hug a man.

Dabi: "..."

In the end, Shiganmu still called: "Hey, black mist? I found a big baby, can you come over and help me carry it?"

Dabi himself didn't know whether he was being tricked by a monkey or was being tricked as a monkey. In short, he could hardly bear his temper now.

Do you really want to work with such idiots?He reconsidered the matter.

But the man in pajamas who appeared 1 minute later was surprisingly reassuring. Without unnecessary nonsense, he skillfully inspected the wound and said, "It's not good. There are knife wounds, bullet wounds and burns. Did your burns spontaneously ignite?"

Great, there is still a normal person in this organization.

Dabi's amber eyes glanced at the black mist to express his acquiescence.

Overuse of blue fire can cause textural damage, even if the vulnerable parts are covered with fire-resistant patches.

"Anyway, come home with us first." Black Mist said.

After tossing and tossing for a while, Dabi was lying on the sofa in a semi-conscious state with three souls gone and seven souls. He didn't snort during the whole process, and he admired his ability to bear the pain with a dead face.

Shikuragi said: "Black mist, the sofa will get dirty, move him to the floor."

Hei Wu put down the medicine box and said, "You can't do this to the patient." Then he turned to fetch water.

Shigangmu opened the medicine box and wanted to help. After looking at the dazzling array of medicines, he found that he only knew ethanol.

"Alcohol?" Dead handle wood applied a little on the neck and found it cool, "It seems to be able to disinfect, disinfection is the basis, so let's disinfect first."

Shigaraki lifted up Dabi's little right hand covered in red patches, and couldn't help but say, "Tch, it's disgusting."

But he couldn't bear to see the bright red flesh and blood under the patch, so he generously poured alcohol on it.

Dabi, who had his eyes closed, suddenly widened his eyes and sat up, as rigid as he was stimulated by alcohol, he couldn't help but snorted. He looked down and saw Shikaraki squatting on the ground and holding his hand, which was holding criminal evidence.

Nekugaraki's innocent smile completed his whole body explosion!

"Pouring a severely scalded patient directly with alcohol will kill you, you idiot!"

When Hei Wu came out with the water basin in hand, there was a crackling in the living room, Dabi pinched Siganmu's neck and Siganmu put his knees against Dabi's stomach, completely wrestling together on the sofa.

Hei Wu looked at the alcohol bottle with the lid open next to it, and probably understood what was going on...

"Really, forgive me..."

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Small Theater - Snacks

Nikuragi, who feels that he has cleaned up the traces of crime impeccably, is complacent

When the black mist was being cleaned up, I took out a shopping ticket from the crack of the sofa:

Potato Chips X20

Coke X12

Instant Noodles X9

There are countless snacks...

The date was exactly the day I went back to my hometown.

Black mist couldn't help but sullen.