[Comprehensive] On how I got lost

The green mud-like thing was clinging to the seven or eight-year-old child, screaming and laughing exaggeratedly.

Whether it's exaggerated words, ferocious expressions, or ferocious movements, the green mud perfectly embodies the highest code of a villain, and the standard makes people wonder if he has gone to a villain training class for further study.

The pale monster wearing a black cloak and a mask walked forward, and happened to have a face to face with this grinning thing, and the little boy who was wrapped tightly by him and almost held his breath.

The green thing shook his unrecognizable head, and said strangely, "It doesn't matter if you are a hero, no matter whether you are or not, if you see this scene, it can only be considered unlucky for you, just go and die."

"I am an innocent passerby passing by here by chance without knowing it."

The pale monster leaned to the side, leaving room for the green mud to move, "Please ignore me."

Silt smiled strangely, "Oh, you are a coward who was scared out of your wits, what did you say to ignore you, what do you think I am?"

He shoots several streams of green mud to see the loss of appetite at one glance, and the dirty things like slimming and dieting at two.

"Let's die together"

The pale monster dodged, "Ha."

He forced himself forward and pulled the child out, took off the black cloak covering him with his backhand and threw the silt monster down, his movements were so fast that in the blink of an eye, the blink of an eye was not enough to describe.

The silt monster didn't have time to react, the black cloak that covered the sky blocked all his vision, and then, the pale monster dodged behind him, grabbed the black cloak that almost covered the silt monster, pressed it hard to the ground, and took advantage of the momentum to face the silt monster Blame the head that couldn't be seen as the head for punching.

The solid ground made of concrete cracked loudly, the spider web-like cracks spread rapidly, large and small stones splashed, and the little boy who was stunned by the side was drawn with a thin bloodshot streak.

From under the black cloak, puddles of greenish, viscous liquid of unknown origin were seen to be on a diet.

"Fortunately it didn't get on me."

Fortunately for the pale monster, he has long since stopped doing this kind of childish behavior like jumping in the stinky ditch.

The black squeaker is firmly attached to the neck.

The sound of metallic texture startled the child. He looked at the "hero" who was slender and pale, whose facial features were covered with a layer of cloth, leaving only the uneven surface, "you you you" non-stop, yes The monster's fear made him unable to move or speak.

He watched the pale monster approaching him, his mind went blank.

"Are you scared"

The pale monster was puzzled. He pointed to the mud monster lying on the ground whose life and death were unknown. "Compared to him, at least I look more like a human being."

There is no comparison.

Please formalize your appearance a little bit.

At first glance, it looks like a small soldier in the juvenile manga.

And you

Horror movie press box boss.

The rescued child tremblingly said with trembling lips, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you."

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper, thank you, hero, thank you for saving me."

The pale monster who was about to leave turned around and corrected the child, "I'm not a hero."

"However, the one who saved other people is a hero."

The child clenched his fists tightly. All the heroes he met in the past, except Andewa, would put on reassuring smiles to comfort the rescued. It was the first time for the child to face a hero who denied that he was a hero. Startled.

He wanted to continue, but a rough, low voice cut into their conversation.

"You said going out is the noble moral sentiment of coming out to be a hero"

Sigangmuhang approached slowly, and said to the pale monster, "There is a mission, you come with me."

He passed the children and the green on the ground, his eyes hidden behind the white hair cast a gloomy sideways glance at the pale monster, "Let's go."

"Now"

The pale monster looked at its body and at the black cloak on the ground, "I think I need a cloak."

"Aren't you very unrestrained and senseless when you just saved people, and it's just a trivial matter without a cloak."

"I just threw the cloak because I was afraid of mud getting on my body"

Pale monster: "I should have activity funds such as clothing expenses, catering expenses, etc., don't be stingy, Shigaraki."

"No I said no"

"What do you think of this place"

"We are villains gathered to defeat heroes"

"Don't mention the cost of clothing to me"

The child seemed to be ignored by Shikaki, if it wasn't for that deep stare.

The mission in Sigangmu's mouth was sent to him by afo.

The general idea is to let him find some dark people hiding in the shadow of the bright society, and unite all the forces that can be united.

The pale monster felt that Shigaraki could not think of such a method. He was gloomy and withdrawn, loved to walk alone, and he was not a politician like Kuroro who was born to love meetings, and he was not good at how to make inspiring remarks.

Not to mention what will happen in the future, at least the current dead handle wood can't do it.

After changing the new cloak, the dead handle wood and the pale monster were taken by the black mist to a tunnel-like place again, living deep in the bottom and extending in all directions. It is said that it is an abandoned government project. Sneaky and sneaky to make a deal here.

Fame spreads by word of mouth, wanders in the shadows, and gradually this place becomes a black market for sneaky transactions.

When Heiwu and Slack arrived here, the people trading in that tunnel stopped their activities immediately, and then the whispering sound of mosquitoes resounded through the tunnel.

Sidangmu's expression remained unchanged, "It's so noisy, bastard."

The landing place chosen by the black mist was a corner, a little far away from the crowd, and the words of the dead handle wood were not heard.

The black mist reminded him, "Sigangmu, in order to carry out the mission as planned, we should restrain ourselves."

In the disrepaired tunnel, the wires were pulled out from nowhere, and the electric lights were installed again. The rusty iron edge silently reminded the age of these tools. The tunnel was cold and damp, and the dripping moisture mixed with the smell of metal penetrated into the tip of the nose. .

Siganmu didn't like this place. He kicked the iron box next to his feet, and the flying metal pieces slammed into the wall, knocking down a lot of cement blocks. The transmission between them makes people sound in a trance, how empty this tunnel is.

Many people hide in the shadows. The permanent residents of these black markets seldom stay under the electric lights. They often only borrow a bit of hazy light from outside the light circle cast by the electric lights. The light casts black shadows on their sides. Mu's noise caused them to cast their gazes one after another, but they only glanced at them before turning their heads away and continuing with the original transaction.

No one pays attention to him.

The corner of Sigangmu's mouth pressed down, dissatisfied with this scene, he raised his voice, "Hey, I'm talking about you."

He didn't lower his voice, and the people in the tunnel looked at him again, and Sigang Muhang hooked his fingers in satisfaction, "That's right, listen carefully."

"I'm going to kill All Might."

This sentence was like a boulder hitting the water, splashing a huge wave, and people who didn't think so at first turned their horrified eyes on him.

Sigang Muhang pulled away a nasty smile, "So, do you dare to either be a rat here for the rest of your life, or come with me to kill All Might."