King of 25 Cubs

"Look at the captain of "Hound Dog", Fukuji Sakurachi, he has a big beard. "

Ms. Tsuruta said uncertainly: "Maybe he just looks a little anxious."

I was heartbroken and took a picture: "This is the deputy head, Cang Yezi. How old is she? Is she 12 years old? Why does the government always like to hire child labor?!"

Ms. Tsuruta patted me on the shoulder: "Uh, I know you have grievances. It's really too much to be sent to the Secret Service at the age of ten...I'll make you some honey water, don't be angry."

"This one is called Suehiro Iron Sausage. My favorite staple food is rice mixed with sugar, and my favorite drink is cola mixed with soy sauce. Taste numbness is a disease, and it needs to be cured!"

I said angrily: "How can you use soy sauce to insult my favorite Coke, and apologize to all the Cokes in the world!"

Ms. Tsuruta touched her nose: "It's not a disease, it's just a hobby..."

"The last person, Tiaoye Caiju..."

I tapped the table with my fingertips, and my voice froze.

The man in the photo is looking at me with a smile. He has a handsome appearance. He wears a classic stud earring on his left ear. His hair is like snow-covered hair, but there are traces of deep and shallow golden red spreading from the tip.

Like a flame encased in ice.

I frowned.

Although I like white hair, when this piece of wild chrysanthemum laughs, it somehow makes me feel that he is not a good person.

Speaking of which, Dazai also likes to laugh like this, and nothing good happens when he laughs... Hey, why did my Dazai PTSD happen again!

Seeing me stop talking, Ms. Tsuruta blinked suspiciously: "What's wrong with him?"

I raised my head abruptly, and said word by word: "The government is too much!"

"what?!!"

I shook my head and said with emotion: "It's okay to exploit child labor, but why don't even the disabled compatriots be spared? I don't know if this group needs care?!"

According to the data, Tiaoye Caiju is blind.

Ms. Tsuruta twitched her lips, and said helplessly: "We have too little information on the hounds, and Corey asked you to go undercover to fill in the information. They are all top-notch people in the military and police, so don't take it lightly."

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly realized: "No, you must understand these truths Xiaoyuka, you don't need me to remind you."

Miss Tsuruta thought for a while, and tentatively asked: "Aren't you unwilling to go undercover in the military and police?"

"Not anymore." I said with a grin, "It's been a long time since I complained, it's enough to vomit once."

How could I turn down the chance to be an undercover agent?Poor hair just waiting for me to save them with the split splits.

After Ms. Tsuruta left, I looked at the documents on the table and thought about it.

Although military police are also police, they are different from criminal police and public security police. The latter two focus on technology, while the former focus on force, and they mainly deal with people with supernatural abilities.

Therefore, there is no academic qualification limit for the military and police. Every year, the police academy recruits trainees in various campuses, just like enlisting in the army.Those who perform well during the training period can graduate early and be directly promoted to the regular army and police force.

Before I went to Haichang High School, the Secret Service Section washed my resume. This identity is absolutely clean.

So do I still have to go back to school?

I pressed my temples with a headache.

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How many years have passed since the last time I sat in class and listened to a lecture?

I can't remember very well, it feels as far away as a previous life.

The teacher was talking about math problems on the top, and I was fishing on the bottom. The system saw that I was really bored, so it read me its new doggerel——

[There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, so why look for it in high school.Although the quality is pretty good, it can't fight or run. 】

I:"……"

【I live in Yokohama Bridge, you live in Tokyo Bay; I ride a small electric donkey, you drive a Ferrari; 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi; don't bully young people and be poor, and bully you again! 】

I:"……"

[We agreed to shave our heads together, but you secretly got oil on them; we agreed to wear a cuckold together, but you——]

"Stop, stop, stop reading!"

There was endless buzzing in my ears, and I covered my head in pain.

Or listen to the class carefully, I love learning, learning makes me happy.

I think this system is sometimes very human-like, and sometimes very dog-like.

During my lunch break, I walked to the cafeteria and asked it: "Why do you want to collect human emotions?"

This is the first time I ask the system this question, and I haven't paid much attention to it before.

The system spoke slowly, and the voice carrying the electric current was different from usual, with a bit of nostalgia:

[Because, I want to be a person. 】

——Book, I want to be a human being...I want to measure the world with my own feet, and see the world with my own eyes...

——If I do it again, I must live for myself.

There seemed to be auditory hallucinations in my ears, it was the voice of a very small girl, illusory, distant and near.

When I was trying to grab something, someone suddenly pushed the back of my head.

"Oh, isn't this our Miss Eastern Europe!"

I pursed my lips and turned my head.

Behind me are three little girls whose names I don’t even remember. The girl with the head dyed her hair red and used a lot of hairspray. She looks like a purple onion with a lollipop in her mouth. Suck the sugar like a cigarette.

"She's the only eldest lady, which family's eldest lady is so stinky."

The other two girls looked disgusted and slapped their noses exaggeratedly.

"Maozi, I have this smell all over my body... Hey, it stinks to death."

"You have spoiled our sense of smell." Onion stretched out his hand towards me: "The sisters are short of pocket money recently, and they have to go to KTV at night. As compensation, give us the money on your body."

"I don't know if I smell, but I can smell a few pounds of hairspray and human scum on your body."

I sighed, and my eyes fell on the girls' exposed thighs again: "Also, your skirts are lifted up too much, I can see the panties."

Onion was startled, and quickly pulled down the skirt. I looked away and continued to walk, but she grabbed the collar again.

"I haven't let you go yet!" Onion pushed me against the wall, grabbed my hair, and brought my face closer. I could even see the pores on her face that were covered by foundation. Oh, do you still want to be stripped naked by us and put in the toilet?"

After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that what she said should be the incident that almost caused me to think about cutting my wrists.

"Oh, I forgot if you didn't tell me."

I quickly stretched out my left hand and grabbed the soft flesh under Onion's armpit.

Pulling the hair and pinching the neck are the most stupid moves in fighting. With both arms raised high and the underarms empty, this is where people's weakness lies. One pinch is accurate, simple, efficient, and effective.

A friendly reminder, being pinched is especially painful.

"Ah--Let's go let go!!!"

Onion Hair let out a howl, I shyly withdrew my left hand, moved my feet slightly, and lightly landed on the back of her head with my right hand, and pulled towards the wall.

A friendly reminder, in an unsafe environment, you must not stand facing the wall, otherwise the people behind you will push your head and hit the wall easily.

With a "bang", Onion's head was slapped against the wall by me. She swayed and passed out without saying a word.

The soul of fighting does not lie in how beautiful the movements are or how complicated the moves are, but to be good at using all the tools around, such as walls, buckets, tables, chairs, brooms, towels, and even pens, to KO opponents in the most time-saving and labor-saving way.

I am more Buddha now, but I will not be indifferent to being bullied to the head. I can bear it before, but it does not mean that I can bear it now.

I took out Onion's mobile phone, too lazy to find my own photos, so I deleted them with one click.

Onion's two followers were a little flustered by this reversal.

"Boss! Boss, wake up!"

"Help, Takaho Yuka killed someone!!!"

"Slight concussion, I will wake up soon without any sequelae." I bent my lips, and my light eyes fell on the two of them: "Do you want to experience it too?"

"Damn it, just wait!"

"Hey, don't run away, the whole family needs to be tidy."

In terms of combat power, I generally like to use the big goose in society as a unit.

If I am equal to 5 big geese, then the sum of these three girls is less than 0.5.

I didn't bother to spend too much effort on this kind of scrap copper with less than 5 big geese. I grabbed one and pressed it against the wall with one hand, sending them into a sweet dreamland with onions.

In other worlds, anyone who dared to push the back of my head would be taller than you.

Finally, I tidied up my collar and patted the folds on the sleeves. When I looked up, I saw a group of sports teenagers behind the shade of the trees, staring at me dumbfoundedly, as if they were meeting me for the first time.

"Little, little Yuka???"

Kise Ryota's eyes flickered, his voice trembled slightly, as if he didn't dare to confirm.

...Ah, found out.

I cleared my throat, looked serious, and said solemnly: "Don't call me Little Yuka, the current me is Niu Colu Yuka."