I'm such a big son

The PortMafia building, which is usually bypassed by non-members of the organization, was suddenly attacked. The shaking was comparable to an earthquake, and it was even untenable.

Rimbaud was the first to react, he grabbed Miss Hongye and pushed her in the direction of Mori Ogai.The two exchanged glances instantly, Hongye slightly bent her knees and stood firm, red light flashed across the golden Yaksha holding a knife in front of the leader.

"downstairs!"

Rimbaud quickly rushed towards the floor-to-ceiling windows with one hand behind his back, holding the giant scythe in the subspace in his palm, and the next moment the tempered glass was shattered by her, and the strong, long-haired woman continued to rush forward - Outside is the vertical building facade.

Hongye subconsciously took a few steps forward, and there was another loud noise. It should be that the tempered glass downstairs was also smashed by Rimbaud. Miss Cadre used this method to take the shortest route to the accident site—thankfully She wasn't lazy enough to just make a hole in Mr. Mori's floor...

There was another vibration under my feet, and the amplitude was much gentler than the last time. If the force before was like breaking the entire building in half, now it was just smashing the wall.Mori Ogai was sitting behind the desk, and the blond girl lay silently on his lap, smiling like a horror movie.

At this time, in the logistics cadre's office, Rimbaud's abilities [Color Painting Collection] were unfolded, and the man in the subspace who had become a life form with abilities stood at the front and confronted another person.

That man is like a star that everyone is looking forward to on the screen, like a god of Nordic prodigy.His eyes first glanced at Mr. Rimbaud for a moment, and then quickly turned to Miss Rimbaud who was blocking a group of young people.

"I was so surprised, I couldn't rest for a moment when I heard the news. Attila, ah, no, I have to call you Attila now, or Artoria in those British terms. Dear, one Seeing you, the love hidden deep in my heart is like a hot flame that will burn me to ashes, I can't wait to come to this remote island country to meet you, why don't you go back with me? We are in Paris, Belgium and England After spending such a pleasant three years, it is impossible for you to forget that there will never be another man in the world who loves you so deeply, sincerely and sincerely..."

"Miss Matilda probably doesn't think so."

Rimbaud took a few steps forward, and finally stood beside Mr. Rimbaud. Although they were the same person, the difference in body shape brought about by gender made them look like a beautiful picture when they stood together.No matter which one is tall and tall, with slightly curly long black hair hanging down on the shoulders, Rimbaud of the man has one hand behind his back and is dignified but has an inextinguishable blue flame burning in his bones, and Rimbaud of the woman smashes the sickle on the ground The chest leaned on it, and the corners of the slightly curved mouth were set off by the shadows covering the eyes.

"Verlaine, why..." How dare you live?

In the next second, Mr. Rimbaud appeared behind the intruder, and the pale golden cube almost brushed the opponent's back and hit it. Several almost imperceptible cracks were distributed around the cube. After changing direction, it flew silently behind Miss Rimbaud. of several teenagers.

Miss Rimbaud threw several subspace bodies back to block the cut space as if she had a pair of eyes on the back of her head, and the vibrations generated by the supernatural collision gradually spread around in the air.In front, Mr. Rimbaud cut his back with his backhand, and the latter raised his elbow to stop him. The space-splitting ability cut off half of his arm. At this moment, the sickle in Miss Rimbaud's hand slashed across his shoulder, unceremoniously slashing at his shoulder. made a hole.

Both sides suffered losses in the first fight. Miss Rimbaud recalled the supernatural life form and returned to the starting point of the guard. Verlaine also took half a step back and laughed loudly.

"You are more wonderful than I imagined, only you are worthy of me, dear."

"I can't bear to break your limbs with my own hands right now. I really want to see how soft, quiet and gentle you are, but the flames of revenge are burning in your eyes..."

His tone was affectionate and intimate, but the words he said were utterly terrifying.

Rimbaud didn't intend to communicate with the pervert. Holding a scythe in one hand and controlling the subspace with the other, Rimbaud rubbed his body, fighting with the tall man in front of him again.

Among the children protected by the divided space, Gin took off the wooden knife and unscrewed it. The sharp metal blade was hidden in the wood. The Rashomon behind Ryunosuke was about to move, and Aden was so scared that his pupils constricted and he hugged his head in a small ball Huddled in the corner, Dazai crouched beside him as if he was coaxing and comforting him nicely.Zhong Yuan Zhong also stood at the front, his body covered in red light. Miss Lan Bo's education for so many years finally let him live in the word "cautious" in his mind. The boy was carefully observing his opponent, trying to catch his flaws.

A big hole was smashed into the wall of the office behind them. It was a souvenir left by the movement that almost opened a skylight for Mr. Mori at the beginning. Fortunately, it was Chuya Nakahara who was facing the enemy directly, and it was any other boy who was smashed on it. It will be too late to hit 120.

Rimbaud came very fast, broke through the window almost instantly and kicked Verlaine who had also kicked Zhongye away just now.

At this time, the two people who were fighting had already fought several rounds again, and they both had scars of different shades on their bodies.As Verlaine said, he only picked on Rimbaud's limbs. Mr. Rimbaud, the supernatural life form, had already had his limbs severed, and Miss Rimbaud canceled his summons.

Anyway, no one feels comfortable seeing the miserable appearance of the same body. Anyway, he has no fighting power, so let him go back to the psychic space and continue to sleep.

The battle became more and more intense with the disappearance of the psychic life form, so pay less attention to Mr. Rimbaud. Ms. Rimbaud was at full strength, and she beat Verlaine so fiercely that she had to step back again to avoid the sharp edge in her hand.

"It is wonderful! My dear Attila!"

Rimbaud ignored the fact that his limbs and clothes were soaked in blood, and gradually pushed the enemy to the broken floor-to-ceiling window. Osamu Dazai, who saw her intentions, shouted: "Go!"

Nakahara Chuya, who knew the opportunity was coming, flew out on the spot. Rimbaud sensed the movement behind him and immediately swung his sickle. The surface of the knife just became the cornerstone for Chuya to step on. Going faster, the boy yelled and slammed into the enemy who was already standing by the window: "Give me back the hat!"

Verlaine was caught off guard by him and knocked out of the hole made by Miss Rimbaud, and the two of them rushed into the sky together and fell freely.

Without even thinking about it, Rimbaud jumped down, and the golden color flashed past, blocking the blood and cracks that suddenly appeared on the side of Nakaya's neck in time.As Rimbaud disappeared by the window, the roar of the tiger sounded, and the white tiger cub also rushed out. The cat's good balance ability made it unnecessary to worry about his safety.

There are still three people in the room at present, Dazai Osamu turned his head and pointed at Ryunosuke and said, "Stick to the reference room!"

If you don't find something for these two, you will be the one who will have a headache later.

He doesn't have the ability to land at high altitudes, and "cutting the corner" by following the trend will only open the special passage of hell in advance, so he can only use his full mobility and run down on two legs...

Fortunately, there is a thing called "elevator" in the world. I am so grateful to the kind people who invented this thing!

When he was out of breath and ran out of the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, the scene in front of him was like the scene of a ghost movie.

A scorched black hole was blasted into the ground. Verlaine stood in the middle and smashed the space in front of him, forcing Rimbaud to retreat. A tiger cub that had regrown a leg roared from the depths of its throat, and its big yellow eyes stared at the bad guy who caused him pain.Zhongyuan Zhong also rushed forward again the moment Rimbaud retreated, and kicked the enemy's face unceremoniously.

Before being touched by the gravity manipulator, Verlaine shattered the space in front of him again and successfully defended himself and counterattacked.

The battle was intense and stalemate.

On the surface, it seems that the two sides are evenly matched, but after some calculations, Dazai suddenly found that his side's situation was not good.

It's not a three-on-one issue. PortMafia doesn't pay attention to one-on-one one-on-one fights. As long as they can win the final victory, let alone three-on-one, there is nothing embarrassing about thirty-on-one.

What he worries about is the battle damage.

The opponent's ability can shatter the space at the focus of the line of sight, and the people or objects contained in the broken space will be dismembered together. This kind of ability cannot be completely defended even in the Central Plains. He barely survived because of his super recovery ability. He is still too young, and he has to wait for several years to become a fighting force.

In this way, everyone present, including Miss Rimbaud, is constantly consuming, but the opponent's consumption is slower than his own, and the disadvantages will only become more and more obvious if they continue to procrastinate.

He hid in the shadows and tried his best to avoid Rimbaud's supernatural ability, and slowly moved behind Verlaine, who was an attacking supernormal ability user with much more combat experience than himself.Although the increase in age and experience does not mean that wisdom also increases, but the strength of the person in front of him makes up for the lack of brain... Well, there is no way to do this.

Opportunities are fleeting, and may only appear once. Once wasted, the consequences will not only be injuries, but also capsize the ship and lose your life if you are not careful.

Of course, Rimbaud saw Osamu Dazai approaching behind Verlaine.The black-haired boy's appearance was too harmless, and he ran over from the elevator panting. The latter didn't bother to waste his attention on him--Ranbo's attack rhythm accelerated rapidly, and she gave up protecting herself, giving up The scythe turns to the thorn and engages the opponent in close quarters combat.

The caregiver said that the better the killer, the less likely he would choose to fight in close combat, because the danger is too great and it is difficult to escape.Seeing that Rimbaud suddenly switched to a life-threatening style of play, Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback for a moment, and when he glanced at the blackness in the shadows from the corner of his eye, he immediately understood her intentions.

If he wanted to defeat the madman in front of him, he had to find a way to neutralize his powers and abilities. The only person who could do this on the spot was Osamu Dazai.