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Kisho Arima quickened his steps, without any hesitation, he jumped up cleanly and unrestrainedly. He was dressed in white and looked clear and bright throughout the snowy night!

Ling Xiaocheng also jumped up, and the two knives were raised above his head. The huge golden phantom behind him also raised the golden giant sword, and there were dots of golden light around it, shining like stars!

Just like the literal meaning of this trick, with the help of the light, the surrounding dots of golden light actually converged on the golden giant sword, and the bright light directly dyed the entire sky with a golden color!

Just when the two were about to attack at the same time, sparks erupted in a dark house not far away, and a bullet quickly hit Arima!

Arima Kisho did not expect such an accident to happen at all, so he had to rely on instinct to turn his head away, and with a bang, a pair of shattered spectacle frames slowly flew out!

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Chapter 520 The Second Arima Kisho’s Memory Fragments

"The glasses frame... fell off..."

Although Kisho Arima escaped the fatal gunshot, the frames of his glasses were blown into the air, the lenses shattered, and fragments flew into the air.

Losing the glasses frame, Kisho Arima's vision suddenly became blurred, and Ling Xiaocheng's figure split into dozens of figures, and his eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

"The purpose of this bullet...is not to kill me, but...my glasses frame..."

Arima Kisho's eyes suddenly widened, he still despised Ling Xiaocheng, but he didn't expect that he even knew that his eyesight was gradually declining.

Obtaining great strength is not free. When Kisho Arima gained great strength, his vitality also declined sharply.

The original blue hair is now white, and the eyesight is also declining, which can only be relieved by wearing glasses frames.

This is why Arima Takasho wants to train Kaneki to let him accomplish the goal of super peace. One of the reasons is that his time is running out and can only be handed over to the next generation.

In the blurred field of vision, Arima Kisho couldn't see where Ling Xiaocheng's vital point was, it was useless for him to widen his eyes desperately, he could only watch helplessly as the other party got closer and closer to him.

"what!"

Arima Kishou gritted his teeth and yelled, the veins on his neck were exposed ferociously, he didn't care whether he hit or not, he swung it with all his strength instinctively!

"Ding!"

The dazzling light was fleeting when the two collided with each other, and the two crossed their figures at the same time, standing on the ground with their backs to each other.

The huge golden phantom behind Ling Xiaocheng disappeared with a whoosh, and the bright brilliance gradually disappeared, and everything returned to silence and darkness.

Only the cold and beautiful snowflakes slowly fell from the night sky and fell gently on the ground. The ground that had been washed by the rain was unconsciously covered with a thick layer of snow.

Pure and clean.

"Arima, do you think I'll be so bored as to argue with you whether your point of view is correct? I won't do such troublesome things, because I hate trouble."

As soon as the words fell, the Kamen Rider armor on Ling Xiaocheng's body gave out a sizzling electric current, and a deep cut was cut on the right shoulder of the armor near the collarbone, and electric currents flashed continuously inside.

The scarred armor lost its bright brilliance and became dim, and then the faint afterglow flashed past, Kamen Rider lifted the transformation state, and the dilapidated summoner fell to the ground.

Ling Xiaocheng clutched the wound on his right shoulder, frowned, the strong tearing sensation made him muffled, he could not help but kneel down on one knee, bright red blood flowed out from between his fingers, and dripped on the white snow.

"Almost... I lost. If I hadn't taken advantage of the reasoning with Arima, I sent water to ambush in advance, and seized the opportunity to smash Arima's glasses frame..."

"Let him lose the direction of his attack, thereby interfering with his final blow, otherwise... I may really die under his spear."

Ling Xiaocheng exhaled deeply, immediately took out the blood bottle, poured it into the mouth impatiently, a warm feeling came from the body immediately, it was the recovery effect of the blood bottle started to take effect.

On the other side, Kisho Arima exhaled a breath of cold white air, he stuck the spear on the ground, and held the handle of the gun with both hands.

The white shattered hair swayed with the icy evening wind, covering his eyes, and then he said lightly, "Is the world... important to you?"

Ling Xiaocheng didn't know why he would ask this, but he still replied without turning his head: "I only care about myself, and do what I want to do as much as possible in my limited life, which is beneficial to myself. As for the world... what does it matter to me."

"What a selfish person..."

Arima Kisho even joked a little bit.

Suddenly, just when he was about to say something.

The blurred area in front of my eyes gradually became brighter, and what appeared in my vision was not a cold street, nor a deserted house, but a high school, a familiar classroom.

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"Jingle bell, jingle bell..."

The students immediately cheered when the nostalgic bell sounded. The teacher shook his head helplessly holding the file bag and left the classroom.

Without the teacher, the students immediately became agitated and fought around, and the whole floor and even the whole school were filled with youthful and happy voices.

The students walked out of the classroom door one by one, hugging each other's shoulders and happily talking about where to play next, whether to go to my house, my house has a newly bought game disc, and so on.

Gradually, there were only three or four people left in the classroom cleaning the classroom. The afterglow of dusk came in from the window and sprinkled on a boy with short blue hair.

The boy got up lazily, stretched his waist, looked at his watch, and said in a flat tone: "Is it all over? It's time to go to training."

"There are horses, there are horses!"

A girl in a cute school uniform trotted in. As soon as Arima saw this woman, a trace of boredom and helplessness flashed in his eyes.

The girl didn't seem to notice this, wiped the sweat from her forehead, held up a movie disc, and said with a smile: "Arima, is this the movie you mentioned last time? I borrowed it after searching for a long time. Look!"

"Sorry, I have to train today, you can find someone else."

The boy waved his hand coldly, packed his schoolbag and was about to get up and leave, but the girl blocked him with her petite body.

"No, just once, just once, okay? I borrowed this with great difficulty, and I will return it tomorrow. Let's take a look together, just like when we were young, okay?"

The girl pinched the corner of Arima's clothes coquettishly, and swayed it gently, but who knew that the boy slapped her little hand away, and the girl immediately froze in place.

"I told you that was before!"

The boy looked at the girl coldly, his eyes were a little strange, as if looking at a stranger, which made the girl feel a little uncomfortable.

The young man said coldly: "Don't ask me to do such childish things again, I have already decided to put all my energy into training, and I will become an excellent investigator in the future, protecting human beings from injustice. Hazardous by ghouls!"

"So you... don't come to me again in the future."

After finishing speaking, the boy got up and left, but accidentally bumped into the girl. The girl yelled, sat down on the ground, and said in some pain: "It hurts, it hurts."

But the boy just glanced at it, and left the classroom without saying anything, leaving only a young girl hugging her legs and burying her head on her knees, crying continuously.

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Arima Kisho, who watched this scene of memory fragments, lowered his head slightly, and said with a wry smile: "At that time, I was brainwashed into such a state by Bai Hirita..."

"What a bastard..."