[Comprehensive] Correct usage of framed hero

While thinking about it, Ito heard the sound of the wine bottle next to him being empty.

At the same time, thanks to the incomparable ability of empathy, he felt that his brain had also become a little bit stupefied.

Ito glanced at Zhou Fang, and the other's face made him realize clearly that the end of getting drunk was inevitable, no matter how he chose.

That being the case, although he didn't care about the ridiculous so-called lack of masculinity at all, but from the perspective of how to recover as soon as possible, it is better for him to participate and let Zhou Fang collapse with the least amount of alcohol intake. the right way.

Ito also picked up the bottle.

It doesn't look like drinking at all, maybe because this is really an act of completing the task in his heart, he holds up the bottle upright, like drinking water normally, although his movements seem to be unhurried, but there is a steady stream , The speed is amazing.

A pile of wine bottles quickly piled up on the table in front of Ito.

Zhou Fang glanced at him, thought of something, and silently speeded up his drinking.

Their progress was so ferocious that before they knew it, the people around them had completely stopped their challenges, and all looked towards this side in astonishment.

Ito was keenly aware of this, but... He glanced at Zhou Fang, and his hand was still resolutely stretched in the direction of the wine bottle-it had nothing to do with the reason that Shishu said before, and suddenly he felt that if we stop now If not, then it is a real loss, on the so-called masculinity.

Different from always trying to tolerate Zhou Fang as much as possible, at this point, Ito feels that he must not give in—only this point is not allowed!

Coincidentally, Zun seems to think so too.

The two looked at each other, and each speeded up in silence.

Although, as a king, his body has been completely transformed, but under the condition that both parties tacitly agreed not to use power to help cheat, the result of a box of whiskey is that Ito has never felt so powerless.

Of course, because of the empathy, he clearly knew that the other party would not be even the slightest bit better than him.

Then, the key to winning this game is to see who can hold on without falling down first!

Ito was sure of winning the game. He glanced at his watch, and it was already 02:30 in the afternoon, and they had been drinking together for nearly an hour... Well, no, 1 minutes to be exact, Ito thought with certainty.

Then because of a distraction, the wine bottle in his hand almost hit the ground, Ito quickly tightened his fingers and grabbed it, and at the same time glanced at Zhou Fang calmly.

Zhou Fang is also looking at him.

After thinking about it, Ito felt that at this time, perhaps some strategies should be used.

He held the wine bottle in one hand, supported the table [naturally] with the other hand, and stood up.

Trying to keep his center of gravity as flat as possible, barely manipulating his legs so that they were on the same trajectory, Ito walked towards Zhou Fang. (Of course in fact...Zhou Fang is sitting next to him)

Then, after a while, Ito stood up straight, and put his hand on his neck under the straight gaze of Zhou Fang who seemed also drunk.

The skin under his fingers was hot and his muscles were tight. Ito could even feel his pulse beating strongly. It was a proof of the existence of life, which made him feel a little dazed. So he faithfully carried out the previous idea - he stroked Zhou Fang's neck, accurately found the position of the artery, and gave him the appropriate strength.

Zhou Fangzun fainted.

Frankly ignoring the completely frozen faces of the people around him, Ito nodded to them with strength - this is the victor's look around, although the means are not bright, but victory is victory, there is no doubt about it.

Then in the next second, he pressed Zhou Fang's shoulder and fell down.

I can't remember clearly what happened afterwards, anyway, according to Ito's recollection afterwards, he insisted that he dragged Zun back to the room on the second floor.

Of course Zhou Fangzun sneered at this.

……

When the terminal bell rang, Ito was dreaming, a scene that was kind of bad, a dream about the end of the sea of ​​stars - if the dream really came true, wouldn't it be the worst thing in the world?

In the dream, Ito thought a little unhappy.

Therefore, he was obviously extremely sleepy, but when he was really woken up, he still breathed a sigh of relief.

With his elbows resting on the bed, Ito, who opened his eyes, took a moment to sit up and reach out to the terminal. On the high-definition screen, Ito watched Munakata walk steadily towards the military building.

"It's time to start work." Even though his head is still dizzy, it doesn't affect Ito's judgment——Munakata, although the Blue King is endowed with the ability to control all substances in the world, he has just taken office and hasn't fully used it yet. He took on such a task alone before he was proficient in his abilities. It has to be said that, in essence, Munakata Reiji is a person who is arrogant to the point of self-confidence.

Seriously put on the shirt, and to prevent accidents, he dug out the body armor from the corner of the room, buckled the belt, and then fastened the first button of the suit jacket—as if attending a funeral, Ito even wore a tie.

Before going out, he looked at his watch, and it was exactly [-]:[-] in the afternoon.

……

The unique sound of the gun being loaded vibrated the eardrums clearly. The soldiers who appeared in the hall carefully surrounded Munakata Reishi in the middle, and then spread out in a well-trained manner, forming a crowd that was neither too dense nor overlooked. Shooting formation.

The expressions on their faces are also the same, even if Munakata politely reported himself: "I am the head of the fourth household registration branch in Tokyo, and I am here to visit Lieutenant General Matsushita." Focused eyes on the target of the shooting.

Not paying attention to the other party's disrespect, Munakata pressed the sword on his waist again. In the vigilant movement of the person opposite suddenly raising his gun, he turned his head and glanced at the clock placed behind the front desk in the hall—at this time It was exactly three past three in the afternoon.

Then at the moment when he was about to turn his head back, he heard the sound of the trigger being pulled, like a domino being overturned. There will be a bristling sound, followed by the howling sound of the primer detonating and the bullet being pushed out of the rifling!

There were 56 people on the other side. Although Munakata, who was not a fan of arms, could not tell which type of firearm they were holding, he still knew that the average rate of fire of the firearms could reach at least 960 rounds per second.Of course, that is only a theoretical value. In actual use, the magazine of a general gun does not contain more than 30 bullets, and the enemy cannot achieve complete continuous shooting-after all, it is just an ordinary person. The ability to withstand heat, and the deviation from the accuracy of continuous shooting...

In less than a moment, Munakata's brain had come to the correct judgment, that is - as long as he swung his sword to slash the rain of death formed by the first batch of bullets, after that, he could take advantage of the opponent's rest or change the bullets. Cutting time, kill them!

This will be the first time he has killed his own kind—Munakata, who in the past didn't even look at the shooting games that ordinary men prefer, and never associates himself with violent activities, thought with a cold expression.

Then, as the latest research results of the professors at the Imperial University show, human actions are prior to thoughts. When Munakata switched his thoughts to reality, an extremely loud sound formed by bullet fragments hitting the ground had already sounded in the hall. A magnificent symphony.

"Munakata, draw the sword!" Munakata added in a soft voice, standing upright the sword that had already been unsheathed in the air, and before the other party could wake up from the miracle-like shock, Munakata's right foot kicked on the ground, Go ahead!

The king's jumping ability is extremely strong, just a wrong step, he jumped into the air and jumped into the team of gunmen, the cold knife light swayed in the air, cut off the bullets that had just reacted and shot towards this side, and then took advantage of the situation Swing it down and chop it down on the people nearby.

It seemed that the artery had just been cut, and a swift and fierce fountain of blood surged from the fallen human body, spraying towards Zongxiang.

Although this situation has been expected, there is still a gap between reality and theory. Although Munakata immediately used his strength to freeze these sweet red raindrops in the air, one drop splashed on his face in the end.

The blood-made ice slag fell to the ground, Munakata frowned slightly, regretting his reaction, but he didn't have extra time to review, because soon, the others reacted quickly while backing away and moving towards the ground. Shoot this way!

Munakata kept walking, mechanically and accurately swinging down those special bullets capable of penetrating the sanctuary of the king, like a goshawk driving a flock of sheep, walking quickly and firmly towards the second floor.

Different from the spacious and bright first floor scene, the scene on the second floor...is enough to be called purgatory on earth.

It's not that the light is not bright enough, nor is the space too small. In fact, it's because the scene is calmly placed in a clean, bright and beautiful environment that makes people feel even more chilling.

Normal people might even feel sick.

——Two neat rows of transparent glass jars are arranged on both sides of the hall. In each glass jar, there is a human body with pale skin, closed eyes, and curled up in an abnormal posture. Soaking strange organs alone.And in the center of this bright ghost-like laboratory is a sterile operating room surrounded by glass walls. A group of guys in white clothes are surrounding the experimental table in the operating room.

Carelessly sheathing the knife that had slashed across the enemy's chest, ignoring more enemies who came after hearing the news, Munakata stood expressionlessly at the entrance.

With good eyesight, he saw that on the experimental table was a woman with a pained expression whose body was being cut open.

"Munakata, draw your sword!"

With a clang, the sword was unsheathed.

Stimulated by his actions, the soldiers who were already a little scared immediately shot, but this level is not worth mentioning to Munakata who has been trained by [Little], the brain can easily calculate the bullets flying through the air traces of.

He even had some leeway to think, the current self should be angry, right?After all, any human being with the ability to empathize will not be indifferent to this scene.

But... Zongxiang hesitated for a moment, just distracted, the bullet passed through the side of the neck, scraping off a piece of flesh viciously, and leaving deep scorched marks.

Turning a blind eye to the pain in the neck, Munakata restrained his mind, a deep blue light appeared in his pure black eyes, and approached more quickly with the knife.

The contest between kings and ordinary people is simply a one-sided massacre. Although the other party has weapons that can kill kings, but for kings who are endowed with the power of control and order by the stone plate, it is only a slight improvement. difficulty.

Munakata quickly pushed the battle line to the laboratory.

Witnessing the collapse of soldiers outside the glass wall, the originally calm people in the laboratory showed panicked expressions of fear and panic.

They didn't even remember to continue the experiment, and just threw the girl whose internal organs were exposed on the stage there, either froze to the side and stared at Munakata approaching step by step, or knelt on the ground and wept wildly dial the terminal to call for help.

Munakata pushed open the door of the laboratory, turning a blind eye to the group of experimenters who had completely weakened, and calmly pressed his hand on the girl's abdomen, trying to temporarily seal the exposed wound with his ability.

In the next moment, a sudden change occurred.The moment the ability of the fourth king came into contact with the hideous wound, the girl's whole body was like diluted plasticine, and immediately became soft and inhuman.An unknown substance disguised as a victim spread upwards between the fingers, firmly fixing Munakata's entire arm on the operating table.

"It's a trap." Even at this time, Munakata was still able to calmly make a judgment.

At the same time, a group of well-equipped and seemingly elite squads rushed in as if they had been in ambush for a long time, without any intention of negotiating, and the rain of bullets poured down all over the sky in an instant.

"I can't dodge it." Instantly analyzing the density of bullets and the impact of shooting at such a close range, Munakata thought calmly.But no matter what, he still instinctively used his strength to try to freeze the bullet, although he had judged that it was useless.

"Any bit of time is worth fighting for." Unexpectedly, this sentence suddenly flashed in my mind.

All this happens in less than a breath.But in the microcosmic world unique to kings, Munakata could clearly see the ripples caused by the high-speed rotation of the bullet piercing the air.The icy aura of metal made the light tremble uncontrollably.

Then he suddenly saw another color.

It is a familiar color that has been used by humans since ancient times. It not only makes people feel warm, but also represents dangerous burning.

Under the unique intuition of the king, he reflexively opened the sanctuary.

There was a dazzling bright red in sight, and the temperature in the air suddenly rose to a height that was almost on fire.The entire space was distorted in an instant, with a strange sense of distortion, his eyes passed over the layers of smoke caused by the collision of buildings——

That tall and handsome figure was walking towards this side unhurriedly, the expression on his face could not be seen clearly from too far away, but every step of the comer had the illusion that everything around him trembled.

There was a loud crashing sound mixed with unrivaled force that exploded in front of him.It was as if a sun was born out of thin air in this distorted space, yes, just like a sun!

It is not the kind of sun that hangs in the sky every day and performs its duties to bring life to the earth at sunrise and sunset, but an ancient star that burns blazingly in the universe of eternal night and is actually so bright that human beings cannot look up with the naked eye!

At first it was a little scorching red, but in an instant, it completely transformed into another kind of strange transparent and shining silver, which exploded violently and turbulently throughout the entire floor.

The vast and violent shock wave smashed through the steel and iron frame of the building in a ring shape. Because the temperature was too high, the wall was melted without even leaving a speck of dust, rushing towards the outside world like galloping plasma.

Zongxiang felt as if he was standing in a sea of ​​thunder and light!

"Plasma," he murmured.

At the same time, in the bright light that is so bright that people can't open their eyes, Munakata vaguely saw that in the direction where the sound came from just now, amidst the sound of the building collapsing and shattering, there was a violent and grand sound on the ground. The hurricane surged toward the sky with an aura that seemed to blow the sky upside down.

Zongxiang took advantage of the opportunity to look towards the sky, where an old and huge red sword that was so huge that people couldn't help but admire it slowly took shape.