Ino Takuma turned back speechlessly and poked Fushiguro Megumi's soft waist in revenge.

But Fushiguro Megumi didn't care at all, and continued with a serious expression: "It has been a while since Zenin Sensai arrived at the scene. Why did he choose this time?"

"Either something happened inside, or this time must be chosen strategically."

"What is certain is that the other party is not the kind of reckless man who challenges without thinking."

"I will go to find the enemy who casts the "tent", and you try to protect ordinary people."

Said.

Nanami Kento took the lead in walking towards the dark tent, and Fushiguro Megumi and Ino Takuma followed closely behind.

Halfway.

Fushiguro Megumi suddenly said: "Nanami-senpai, if the other party is a very difficult enemy, please call me in time, don't be stubborn."

Nanami Kento did not look back, stretched his hand into the black water-like tent, and hummed lightly: "You too."

Then his body completely sank into the tent.

Seeing this.

Fushiguro Megumi and Ino Takuma looked at each other in tacit understanding, and the corners of their mouths were raised with a touch of confidence and peace of mind.

At the same time.

The new Zenin team (Maki, Kugisaki Nobara, Zenin Naohito) and the Kusakabe team (Kusakabe Atsuya, Panda) also rushed into the field at the same time.

Outside the "tent".

On the 305th overpass of Shibuya 1-chome, which is only a hundred meters away.

Ichichi Jie Gao held a mobile phone in each hand.

One was attached to his ear to communicate with Nitta Akira, who was also an assistant supervisor, and the other was constantly typing text messages with his fingers to dispatch more assistants.

"Yes, Nitta, you will leave the 'tent' after confirming the situation."

"Since the internal signal is cut off, someone must stay outside all the time. I hope you will be responsible for this task."

"From now on, we will rely on our auxiliary supervisors to try to maintain the contact network."

"If we mobilize non-duty personnel and some 'windows', we should - uh!"

"Ah~"

Ichichi Little Angel: We are responsible for breaking through the 'tent' and protecting ordinary people. We should not be able to contact them next, so the auxiliary supervisors will help.

Headquarters Big Devil: I will ask the previous Sakai, Sankaku, and Guadan to arrive within half an hour.

Ichichi Little Angel: Thank you, let the three people wait outside the 'tent'.

Text input bar: Later in the 'tent'

The message that Ichichi Jiegao entered on his mobile phone ends here.

Because -

A bloody blade passed through his chest and suddenly appeared in Ichichi Jiegao's eyes.

Before he could react, the adrenaline in his body had already begun to take effect.

The pain was not severe, but the premonition of death came like drowning.

"Ah~"

The teasing voice came from behind him again, and the bloody blade was just pulled out, and soon it was stabbed deeper.

"Ugh!!"

In just two seconds.

Yizhidi Jiegao was already sweating profusely from the pain.

He turned his head hard, trying to see the true face of the attacker.

But he was stabbed again, completely draining his strength as a living person, and finally he could only fall powerlessly towards the railing in front.

The mobile phone in his hand that had not finished sending the message also slipped out of his hand, passed through the gap in the overpass railing, and fell helplessly on the road below.

Bang!

The water drop screen was directly shattered.

But the picture on the screen was always stubbornly lit, flickering, just like its owner's will to survive.

"Hehehehe!"

"I'm really suitable for bullying the weak!"

Stepping hard on Yizhidi Jiegao's head, the skinny boy with a golden ponytail had three purple marks on each eyelid.

He rotated the "hand knife" made by the dead with one finger, and the blood on the blade splashed, forming a thin scarlet curtain like a windmill.

The man was of course the lucky curse master of "Styling Director: Chu Yuxuan": Chongmen Chunta.

After confirming that Yizhidi Jiegao under his feet was not breathing in as much as he was breathing out, Chongmen Chunta looked back at the sister-haired monk behind him and smiled energetically: "Is this enough?"

"Yeah."

Li Mei nodded indifferently: "You just keep hunting these people in professional suits outside the "tent."

"Hi~"

Chongmen Chunta saluted and asked: "Can we go inside after we're done?"

"Yes."

Li Mei smiled gently, but the endless coldness was hidden under her beautiful smile.

Recalling what happened in the tent not long ago, Rimei felt only panic and shame.

Originally, she wanted to freeze the perfect ingredients for Sukuna-sama before he reappeared in the world.

But facing Zenin Mirai, she was powerless to fight back!

When she was on the verge of death, she even begged for mercy from that bitch!

If Zenin Mirai hadn't kicked her in halfThere was no corpse-whipping after that.

And in the death situation where she lost the source of the mantra in her lower abdomen and could not use the "reversal technique" to restore herself, she happened to be picked up by the bitch Nozomi, who was on the verge of death, and she really died!

When she recalled that she licked the soles of that bitch's shoes like a pig, Rimei's anger was simply uncontrollable!

But before completely rescuing Sukuna-sama, she still needed her help.

The anger that had nowhere to vent was eroding Rimei's heart.

It turned into ice and overflowed.

"Hiss - it's so cold~"

Jungmen Haruta crossed his arms over his chest, shivering from the cold, but Rimei's eyes were dim, and she was completely immersed in her own world of mind.

"Help, help, me..."

"Eh?"

Jungmen Haruta turned back in confusion, looking at Ichichi Jiegao who was weakly calling for help at his feet, and jokingly said: "You are not dead yet~"

"Who..."

"Tasged..." (Save me...")

"Eh~"

"Your vitality is so strong, just like a cockroach~"

"Shuuhe~"

Jungmen Haruta tightly grasped the "hand knife" and aimed at Ichichi Jiegao's heart and was about to stab it.

But at this moment.

[Stop! ]

A crisp shout containing huge magical power instantly reached the ears of Jungmen Haruta and Rimei.

In an instant.

Jungmen Haruta's blade could no longer stab a bit.

Rimei woke up instantly, but when "he" subconsciously wanted to move, he was still unable to move.

Rimei, who had just experienced a similar situation, instantly felt a familiar sense of despair like PTSD.

"Masaka?!" (Could it be?!) Rimei shuddered.

"Wuwuwu!!" Chongmen Haruta struggled and could not speak.

Before Rimei could think carefully.

Then.

Boom!

Swoosh! !

Shock! ! !

Thunder, storm, beam...

Various attacks were interspersed with subtle time differences and landed accurately on Chongmen Haruta's body.

Almost in an instant.

The six purple marks under Chongmen Haruta's eyelids had completely disappeared!

Electric currents led to the ground, reverse winds, prism deflection...

Various miracles happened at the right time, but they were still no match for the speed of the overwhelming disaster.

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