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"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Kugisaki was closest to him and noticed something was wrong first. He turned around and came over with a concerned look on his face.

The other people also stopped at the same time, looking confused.

"No... I'm fine." Qin Lu took a few deep breaths and stood up tremblingly.

Everything that just happened seemed like a nightmare, but fortunately it did not cause any substantial harm to him.

The feeling of suffocation slowly disappeared.

He shook his head, smiled and said, "It's okay, let's keep going."

"Oh." Kugisaki responded, "That's good."

Gojo Satoru's eyes were originally on Qin Lu. But the next moment, his expression tensed, as if he noticed something, and his eyes suddenly moved away.

Across the street.

boom--

bang bang bang! ! !

The roar that resounded through the sky and the huge explosion almost pierced the human eardrums.

Sparks flew everywhere, and countless pieces of stone and glass were ejected from the center of the explosion... At this moment, they turned into the most terrifying killing weapons.

Some unlucky people who were close by were swallowed by the flames first. Before they could even wail, the sharp fragments pierced into their bodies, puncturing their blood vessels and organs... and they died on the spot.

Thick smoke billowing,

A coffee shop caught fire...

The sudden explosion frightened passers-by to death, and those who had escaped by chance began to flee in panic.

The enthusiastic citizens who were not affected were watching from afar and were already calling the fire department.

Judging from the situation outside, it looked like an explosion caused by a pipeline gas leak.

But Gojo Satoru immediately smelled something different.

With his powerful perception, he keenly sensed the fleeting fluctuation of cursed energy at the center of the explosion.

"You guys stay here, I'll go over and take care of it." Gojo Satoru said.

"Should we go help?" Yuji said. He thought it was just an ordinary explosion. "Let's help call the fire department first."

"No..." Fushiguro knew this free-spirited teacher very well. He was never one to meddle in other people's business.

Since he has expressed his opinion, it must not be an ordinary accident.

"Is it a cursed spirit?"

"There's a big guy in there, you guys can't handle it." Gojo Satoru said, "I'll go over and deal with it, you guys stay safe."

"Oh, okay." The little ones agreed cooperatively.

Except for Fushiguro, although the time spent with Gojo Satoru was very short, Gojo's personal charm easily conquered them in such a short time.

Qin Lu knew the ceiling of this teacher's ability, so he naturally obeyed his orders.

Gojo Satoru moved as fast as if he had teleported. He raised his right leg and appeared in the coffee shop in the next second.

Although it is called a coffee shop, now there is nothing recognizable about its former appearance except for the charred walls and the deep arc-shaped pits left behind.

The fire was burning fiercely and was showing a tendency to grow bigger.

The instigator of the incident, Lou Hu, who was laughing wildly because of the wanton destruction, was now enjoying the pleasure brought by violence.

"It is indeed a special grade..."

Gojo Satoru's body was suspended in mid-air, looking down from above.

From the fluctuations just emitted, I have accurately estimated the opponent's strength. Now that I have run into him, I can just deal with him easily.

Just as he was about to take action, a figure slowly emerged from his blind spot.

Gojo Satoru's eyes narrowed, feeling somewhat surprised. How could someone hide silently under his nose?

The man passed through the thick smoke and his figure gradually became clear.

"How can it be!?"

Gojo Satoru, who has always been calm and composed and would smile even if the sky fell, now looks like he has seen a ghost.

Shock, confusion, bewilderment...and a feeling of helplessness that I haven't felt in years.

Complex emotions surged in my heart, "Hasn't he already..."

The close friend who was once executed by himself now appears before him again.

No wonder he lost his temper like that.

With his hair tied in a bun and wearing a five-piece monk's robe, Xia Youjie walked up to Louhu and said to Gojo Satoru with a smile:

"What a coincidence, I actually ran into you here."

They were once each other's only best friend, but when they met again, there was no unexpected touching scene.

"You..." Thousands of words came to his lips, but he found that things and people had changed. Gojo Satoru didn't know what to say.

Moreover, he always felt that the Geto Suguru in front of him was weird from the inside out.

Resurrection from the dead?

Or resurrection?

No matter what the reason is, now that you have seen it, you must find out the reason.

"Haha." Xia Youjie shook his head, "I still have important things to do. Your appearance makes me very distressed..."

A dizzying vortex appeared beside Geto Xiayou, "Well... goodbye."

One step in.

"Wait!" How could Gojo Satoru let him leave?

Field, expand!

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A riot that no one expected started in such an abrupt way...

The moment Gojo Satoru left, Qin Lu and several others had to retreat dozens of meters.

Due to the continuous secondary explosions, the uncontrollable fire has spread to the adjacent floors and stores.

This was originally a densely populated commercial street, and after the explosion, as expected, severe congestion occurred.

They were standing on the roadside and were pushed by the crowd until they arrived at the door of a clothing store.

"Hey, move aside, someone is injured over here."

"Oh my god, hurry up and leave. If you don't leave, get out of the way!"

"My child, slow down, my child fell down..."

"I said, you...ah! Help!"

Passersby who were crowded together on the street and unable to go out began to curse and push and shout.

Gradually, the quarrels were replaced by cries for help, which began to be heard one after another from places closer to the underground parking lot.

“There are ghosts, they are killing people, save me, my leg is broken… save me quickly, ahhhhhh!”

A middle-aged man in a suit, holding his injured right leg, fell on the speed bump and let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered.

There was a big gash at the knee, revealing the eerie white bones.

He can't run away anymore.

In front of him stood a "vertical creature" that looked like a human but not a human. It staggered and chewed the flesh it had torn off with its bloody mouth.

The entire head had been rotten, and the pair of eyeballs, which were hanging only by the pull of thin nerve fibers, showed a grotesque smile.

What kind of monster is this?

The middle-aged man didn’t know, and who would save him at this time.

He only knew that he was going to die soon.

He was unwilling, he asked for help, he shouted... tears streaming down his face.

"Save me, please, save me... I will give you money, I have plenty of money..." The begging eyes looked towards a yellow-haired young man holding a baseball bat in his hand about ten meters away.

The yellow-haired man has strong muscles and is wearing a small vest.

He supported his knees with his hands, gasping for breath in shock. When he heard the shouting, he subconsciously looked back.