OBS Chapter 227 Shen Er: After all, I'm the one who taught him.
Chapter 227 Shen Er: After all, I'm the one who taught him.
"RNM Vodka!" Chianti was stunned for a moment before blurting out the profanity.
“Lungs…fog…” Cohen managed to utter those two words in a state of extreme emotion.
Gin's eyes widened... not because he lost money.
It's because... the opponent's fighting ability is simply MAX!
"Mr. Uozuka... are you alright?" Ran couldn't help but feel a little nervous as she looked at Vodka, who had fallen asleep immediately.
She wouldn't have hit him too hard and knocked Mr. Uozuka unconscious, would she...?
“Don’t worry… he’s just asleep.” Vohshen glanced at Vodka, who was lying motionless on the ground.
"How long have you been practicing karate?" Gin lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
"It's been less than three years... When I was in middle school, my dad taught me a little bit too," Xiaolan answered honestly.
Gin's eye twitched slightly... Less than three years? He's gained this much strength?
He knows Vodka very well... He's been practicing martial arts for over ten years.
While underestimating his opponent might have played a part, the fact that he could knock out Vodka with a single punch demonstrates considerable strength.
What incredible talent...
Thinking of this, Gin looked at Junto again.
Regardless of their mental state or shortcomings... at least, those recruited by the organization are all geniuses...
No, he is a genius, one in a million.
"Only three years of training?" Chianti swallowed hard, glancing disdainfully at Vodka lying on the ground. "Vodka is too weak."
As he thought about it... he finally understood why: the girl's talent was simply too terrifying. "This is just too unfair."
Vodka's diligent daily training couldn't compare to that of a one-horned high school girl who had just started high school.
"Unfair?" Fuheshen'er paused, seemingly pondering, "This world is inherently unfair..."
His voice was flat, and his tone was matter-of-fact.
"Vodka has trained for so long and still can't beat Lan, which can only prove one thing..."
It's not that he's weak...
"But Lan... is very strong."
"After all... I'm the one who taught them."
Having said that, he stretched out his right hand and clenched it tightly.
Bang..
The crowded airflow exploded under his power.
Chianti: ?
Cohen: ?
Is this even human?
Seeing the two of them stunned for a moment... Fuheishen immediately picked up the money on the table.
"Well, no, not really..." Xiaolan said softly, a little shy from the compliment.
"Hoo..." Gin let out a deep breath and walked over. "I acknowledge your fighting style. Among the new members, no one is stronger than you..."
“I will promote you to an outer member…” Gin said coldly, “but for now, your studies are the priority. Once you graduate from university… preferably with a master’s degree, I can apply for a code name for you without any exceptions.”
After saying that, Gin glanced coldly at Vodka, exchanged a look with Vodka, and then returned to his lounge.
Xiao Lan's eyes widened in delight... So, she got promoted?!
Fuheishen walked over to Xiaolan, who was lost in thought... He reached out and waved his hand in front of her, then pinched her cheek.
After saying goodbye to Chianti and Cohen... he took Ran's hand and left the base.
A few minutes later... Vodka slowly opened his eyes, reached out and scratched his head, "W-what happened?"
Chianti's lips twitched... but she still recounted what had just happened.
"Ah... I remember now." Vodka clapped his hands together... noticing the two staring at him, he grinned, "I wasn't really in the zone just now... plus you guys were too loud, I didn't hear your footsteps..."
Chianti: Lung fog vodka.
Cohen: Lung fog.
...........
Some unknown wilderness area...
The air was damp... and the wind was a little chilly.
The gloomy weather foreshadows something to happen...
The tall trees blocked out the sun, making the scene appear exceptionally gloomy.
An insect is crawling towards the base of the tree.
Snapped.
The insects died.
Fuheshchen walked calmly through the woods... completely unaware that a life was being extinguished beneath his feet.
He was humming the theme song that Xiaolan had taught him... and seemed to be in a very good mood.
After winning against several people... and lingering with Xiaolan for a while, Fuhei Shen'er finally remembered...
Yesterday... Shirley invited him to go camping with the kids.
I'm worried that if he stays home too long... he might relapse (symptoms of time management disorder).
However... he forgot about it.
I originally asked Ran to come along... but Ran had already made plans to go shopping with Sonoko.
So, he came alone...
"This is it...it should be right." Fuheshen checked his phone...
Navigation in this era is not comprehensive...some areas in the wild don't even have maps.
So... Sherry thoughtfully hand-drew a map for him.
However... after observing for a while...
Fuheshier then realized... he was lost.
After a moment of silence...
Fuheishener exerted a slight force with his legs... and pushed downwards.
laugh...
As the soil beneath their feet crumbled... Fuheshel soared through the sky.
Upon seeing a blue castle... he smiled slightly and swooped down towards it.
He remembered...
.......
'Thump...'
A voice sounded.
With slightly dark skin and a small mustache, Mamiya Mitsuru frowned slightly... (Mitsuru Mamiya, the owner of the Blue Castle... just received the lost Professor Agasa and his group.)
Where did the sound come from?
Since the fire that happened in the castle, very few people have come here.
There are practically no customers... except for a PhD student and a group of elementary school students who came today.
That's really strange...
He went outside, glanced around, and saw nothing outside... just a mud pit.
pat...
The sound rang out again.
"Who?!" Mamiya Mitsuru poked his head out and looked outside... only to find that there was still no one around.
He suddenly felt a sense of fear... and remembered a post on the internet.
A born evil brat... the incarnation of death...
It was a primary school student... wearing glasses, which occasionally reflected irregular white light...
His exact appearance is unknown, because everyone who saw him... is dead.
He will bring death equally to every place he arrives.
Mamiya Mitsuru swallowed hard... his pupils contracted slightly. A kid with glasses... could it be that boy?
It is said that Death can control the souls of the dead...
No, that's not right...
Mamiya shook his head; this was probably a rumor spread by his competitors to drive him away.