After the big boss is reborn at full level [Comprehensive]

"Hey, Arai, isn't this bad? Echizen never provoked us." A passer-by senior said so.

Passer-by B nodded vigorously beside A: "Yes, and Echizen is also the right choice."

Arai, however, did not listen to the advice of his companions at all, and waved his hand stubbornly: "Stop talking! That kid is just being polite to his senior, but in fact he is not even willing to give him a good seat to watch tennis. I must teach him a lesson. He can't!"

As he spoke, he shook Ryoma's tennis bag, and was about to throw the tennis bag somewhere where ordinary people couldn't find it. At this moment, he saw a shiny metal tubular object fall from the unzipped zipper. It fell, and it made a crisp "jingle" when it landed on the ground.

Yes, this is exactly the steel pipe full of Nanjiro's father's love!

Everyone in the locker room was quiet because of the appearance of this steel pipe.

In the end, Arai didn't have the courage to find trouble with a junior who carried a steel pipe with him.

At this time, Longma came in on the phone, and he said indifferently to the phone: "Don't talk about it, you boy, just go home and eat, or I will blow up your house!"

listen!listen!This is a proper underworld-style tone. Even if Echizen Ryoma is not bad, he must be a ruthless character among ordinary people!

Arai trembled silently, his little heart beating thumpingly.

Do you hear me?That guy said he was going to blow up other people's houses!

However, Ryoma completely ignored Arai's abnormality. He picked up the tennis bag and found that there seemed to be traces of being tampered with. It's normal, but he didn't care about it, so he simply wanted to change his clothes and leave.

Unexpectedly, I met Bu Er at the door. He seemed to have been standing there for a while, and he was smiling. If this guy hadn't opened his eyes when his brother almost had an accident a while ago, it would have made people suspect that he was It's not that he was born with squinted eyes that couldn't be opened.

I saw this middle school boy with delicate facial features and beautiful features bent down and asked Ryoma with a smile on his face, "Echizen, what did you say you were going to blow up?"

Ryoma: "My brother's house."

He took out the phone, shook it, and a game interface appeared, Ryoma said solemnly: "This is a game developed by a good friend of mine, and I am asking a few familiar people to help me. I play the game. The level is not bad, so I told my brother, if he doesn't come home for dinner today, I will blow up his house in the game."

In fact, Brother Long still hasn’t finished the second half of the sentence—if you don’t go home today, you will blow up the game room, and if you don’t go home tomorrow, you will blow up the real room.

But no one else, including others, knew the unfinished words, so he nodded suddenly: "I said, why did the elementary school brother want to blow up people's houses, almost made me think that Echizen, you are because of today's grade one and the second group because of the average exam. The score is the lowest in the whole grade, and all the Chinese homework is punished to be doubled, so it looks like a bad mood."

Ryoma blinked and looked at Bu Er unexpectedly: "Senior, how do you know about this?"

Fuji pointed behind Ryoma: "Here, your classmate said it."

Ryoma looked along Fuji's fingers, um, it's Horio from the same class, that kid is indeed a bit big-mouthed, but now Ryoma has recovered, he's not angry today because of the doubling of his Chinese homework, because the homework anyway It's not that he's writing either, he's angry for other reasons.

As a result, it seemed that the people around him were frightened... Thinking about it this way, it seems that many people today look at him with a slightly wrong expression. If you look closely, they are all trembling.

But after Fuji came over and asked the question about "bombing the house" and Ryoma answered, the feeling of something wrong subsided.

Is this boy helping him?

Thinking of this, Ryoma glanced at Fuji.

From this age, Buer's thoughts are relatively deep, but Ryoma still feels goodwill. He thought, if he hadn't been captured by aliens back then, he would have embarked on the path of no return as an interstellar mercenary, but would have worked hard. If I were a student on Earth, I might be able to become good friends with this boy.

Oh, I forgot, the earth was also blown up by aliens later, if he hadn't been captured, he would have been blown up along with the earth.

He thought for a while, took out a candy and handed it to Bu's second hand, and left.

Standing in place holding a candy, it’s rare that I don’t know how to react, and a similar feeling came about half a year ago when I was playing with my cousin who was only one year and two months old, and this feeling is commonly known as "touching Cannot see through the other party's thinking."

After a pause, he chuckled lightly, opened the candy and stuffed it into his mouth. He found that this candy was very sweet, with the sweetness of fruit juice and the refreshing and refreshing effect of mint. The taste was similar to toffee, but more Strong.

"Well, it tastes good." Even someone with a unique taste like him thinks it's very delicious.

After eating candy, Fuji turned his head and walked into the locker room, and said to the second graders including Arai, "Look, Echizen is just playing a game, don't call people bad, words can hurt people too , After all, you are still in the second grade, you don’t understand this truth, do you?”

Said, Fuji's expression was slightly cold, the second graders quickly stood up straight, and obediently apologized to Fuji, saying that such a thing would never happen again.

Gan sighed by the door: "Although Fuer doesn't like to be nosy, his upbringing in his bones will still prompt him to do these things, but Echizen actually handed sugar to the seniors, more sensible than imagined, and it seems to be newer information."

Oishi, Kikumaru and others who didn't know what to collect this kind of information at all were dumbfounded, as if they were speechless to this old friend.

Tezuka took a look at Fuji.

He has a deeper understanding of Fuji than others, and knows that Fuji is indeed well-bred and has a sense of justice, but he interrupts at most when encountering gossip. Let the genius who has always been used to staying out of things take the initiative to stand up.

On the other hand, Long Ma walked out of the campus, but he was really in a good mood. He was angry before because Long Ya hadn't gone home for dinner since he came back. There are too many to count. There must be brotherhood, but there is also a lot of anger and hatred.

Until yesterday, I thought that I was getting old too. When Long Ya died before I was reborn, I was afraid that he would not be as old as I am now, so what happened to Long Ya?So Longma said hello to his family, and rode a bicycle confidently to drive Longya home for dinner.

Then Long Ya punctured his bicycle tire, this guy punctured his younger brother's car tire, and stuck out his tongue "slightly" at Longma, jumped out of the window and ran away, as if Longma was some kind of scourge.

This is really a brother!

In Ryoma, who basically doesn't have extraneous emotions for outsiders, Long Ya, his brother, and Minami Jiro, whose hobby is "to tease his son", are the people who can annoy him the most in the world.

But now Ryoma is thinking about it, and he won't go home if he doesn't go home now. He doesn't believe that Nanjiro's father and Rinko's mother have been staying at home, and that Hun Dan really can't bear to go home.

Those are their relatives who have been away for thousands of years.

And the bicycle is not his, but Atobe's. The TREK-MADONE 9 series road bike can be called the ultimate black technology jockey for modern people. Assemble it yourself, the meaning is quite different.

Cough, now that the tire is blown, Ryoma is not ashamed to tell him.

By the way, after knowing this, will Atobe still give him homework?

Ryoma, who didn't want to do his homework at all, hesitated for a while. After thinking about it, he decided to get some good beef and take it to Bingdi. When the time comes, roast it and eat it now. Add some black pepper sauce. The taste is simply delicious. Maybe it's because of the food On the other hand, if a car tire blows out, it can be ignored, and homework can also be copied?

At this moment, the street became quiet, and Ryoma looked up, and saw a strange person who looked very much like a can, with human internal organs in his mouth.

The guy was still yelling: "Hungry, really hungry, I slept for five days and five nights without waking up, I am so hungry, don't run away with food! Come to fill my stomach, Mr. Coke!"

When he saw Ryoma standing in front of him, the canned man who called himself Mr. Coke's eyes lit up.

"Oh, it looks like a little devil with a good taste. Although he is a little thinner, the uncle is not picky."

Ryoma blinked, sighed and shook his head, then unzipped the tennis bag and pulled out a steel pipe filled with fatherly love.

There was a bang, and where the canned man was standing, there were only a pair of weird body fragments and overflowing Coke left, and Ryoma, who originally liked carbonated drinks, didn't feel like drinking at all.

He squatted down, a pair of golden cat eyes flickered. After a while, he followed the traces of the internal organs and found a creature recovering at an extremely fast speed in an alley.

It looks like a human, but the body seems to have undergone a considerable degree of biological transformation, and it can no longer be regarded as a standard human being strictly speaking.

Ryoma's cat eyes blinked again and again, and he found a code name on the opponent's body.

66 number.

Just now, Ryoma felt that this boy looked... well, like a test product that came out of a certain laboratory, but now it is directly confirmed.

Otherwise, who has nothing to do to tattoo such a big 66 on their body, and it is not someone who is extremely unlucky in gambling, who needs to rely on the tattoo of 66 to pray for "Six Six Dashun" to win two more cards.

"I won't die, and I don't need to call an ambulance. I don't seem to care about him." Ryoma muttered, still preparing to leave.

As he turned around, he pulled vigorously in the air, but halfway through the movement, he was grabbed by the wrist by a hand that suddenly stretched out.

Ryoma was startled, and relaxed when he saw the person coming: "Yo, it's you."

Atobe's face was dark: "I agreed to work in the music classroom later, and I was late today, and I reminded you that you can borrow a car, but you have to take good care of it? That's not your Tianlong staff. It can be used while casting spells." Knocking people over the head, did I say that it's just the most common alloy and latex product in the 21st century?"

Atobe regretted it in his heart. He knew long ago that Ryoma was a violent mage who couldn't cherish things. He inherited "Jianfeng"'s usual line of melee magic king. How could he care for things?

As a standard melee class, Atobe, who has always been very caring for things, feels heartbroken, feeling that another treasure of his childhood memories has been destroyed in the hands of the brothers of the Echizen family.

These days, people are not to be judged by their appearance. Ryoma's beautiful hands with long fingers, thin white skin, and slightly thin palms are actually extremely destructive, but Mr. Atobe, who looks more expensive, has a pair of thick and slender hands. Ryoma is much stronger.

Ryoma knew he was wrong, he put away the steel pipe, stepped on Mr. Atobe's expensive leather shoes, stood on tiptoe, raised his head...

The world is quiet.

When Ryoma got off Atobe's shoes, the uncle was temporarily unable to utter a strong reprimand, but Ryoma opened his mouth one step at a time: "I'll fix the tire for you, okay?"

The uncle’s words were all slammed to death, scold him, he has lost his momentum, fight, he can’t bear it, and the combat effectiveness of the two of them is currently [-]-[-], and it hurts to be hit on the head by the melee king, so he nodded and did it. The most sensible decision.

"alright."

Later, in order to prevent Ryoma from repairing his childhood memories into the garbage dump, Atobe drove Ryoma aside to eat beef skewers, and he went down to repair the car himself.

As the former leader of Xinfeng, a well-known swordsman among cosmic mercenaries, he is actually quite good at mechanical repairs. This probably has something to do with the branch of swordsmen who manipulate mechas to use swords. .

Ryoma's mouth was full of greasy food, and the hot pepper on the beef was full of excitement, which made him eat very well, while Atobe was full of cell phone oil.

Ryoma ate a few skewers to fill his stomach, and carried the skewers to Atobu's mouth. Atobu raised his head and took a bite, telling Ryoma to continue eating and concentrate on repairing the car.

Atobe's boyish boyfriend didn't want to stop, he kept feeding Atobe, watched Atobe's hands make various movements, and finally praised him.

"Old man, you are really ingenious."

Atobe: "...Thank you... little old man."

The author has something to say:

Xiaozheng stepped on the long-legged brother's leather shoes too much.

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The heights of Brother Long and Atobe are the same as in the original book, so, they now have a cute height difference.

ps: Although Mr. Atobe has a flamboyant personality, he should be very polite and good at controlling his emotions. For example, Shan Junhao and Shan Zong also appeared in this way, but he was still full of extravagance cough cough (exposing age).

Anyway, Uncle Wuli is definitely not a fool, he is definitely a real nobleman who can say that "nobility lies not in blood but in soul", but he is much richer than ordinary nobles.

And, this kind of well-educated, high-IQ man will be very sexy even if he is not good-looking, not to mention that the uncle has perfect appearance and figure, I love him~