Supernatural powers are intellectual and handicapped, how do I survive

On the second day, Poirot's coffee shop was still open as usual.

After a general disclosure by the Special Ability Section, Mikhail's identity has been completely cleared up, and he can continue to live a stable life, and at the same time avoid a lot of unnecessary troubles after his identity is revealed.

Even the military and police have received orders from their superiors to pay special attention to the security of the area centered on the Melles branch building.Scattered and petty incidents dropped sharply, and those illegal organizations did not dare to make trouble on this site, which made the area where Fyodor lived was the safest place in Yokohama.

At the same time, the ordinary and boring daily life gradually moved away from Shuji Tsushima.

Someone who was so free before that he even used a scalpel to play darts, his body functions recovered a lot, and at the same time, he tossed the underground doctor who adopted him until his hair fell out. The beginning and end" copy.

The old man who had been in a high position for a long time seemed to be stimulated by something suddenly, or his fate was finally approaching, so he changed his orders day and night and acted more and more stupidly.

The frequency of Mori Ogai going to the port mafia has skyrocketed, and he is almost settling down in the main building of the port gangster, waiting to be summoned at any time.

Without the care of a temporary caretaker, Shuji Tsushima also followed behind the secret doctor trusted by the elderly leader, swaggering in and out of the port mafia.

The boy was wearing a long black suit jacket given to him by Mori Ogai after he fell into the water. His whole body was covered with bandages. His curly hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, grew wantonly, covering most of his facial features that were already covered.

He always had a sleepy expression on his face, he was not very angry, and he had no extra curiosity about Hong Kong and black at all, so he followed behind Mori Ogai seemingly very well-behaved.

Every time he was asked to wait outside, the boy just quietly huddled in the corner of the sofa, silently staring at the scenery outside the window under the surveillance of two armed guards.

No one knows that he is the chief culprit who caused the sudden insanity of the leader of Hong Kong gangsters.

In order to patch the server, Shuji Tsushima dyed his curly hair red and scratched the old man's car.Let this old leader who knew that time was running out, and looked at anyone as if he was eyeing the throne under him, completely started his bloody tyranny.

After all, he is not even considered by a young child, let alone other forces who hold power and wait for an opportunity to pull Hong Kong black from the throne.

If it is said that a person who has been confirmed dead for a long time, with a face full of salty blood, pale complexion that does not look like a living person, suddenly appears on the bedside in the middle of the night.He greeted you with a smile, and said that the scenery of Hell is good, and he wants to invite you to take a look together. How would you feel?

Anyway, the old leader was frightened by success and lost his mind.

To Shuji Tsushima, the Hong Kong and Black Building is as easy as entering and exiting his own back garden.Holding the section diagram provided by Fyodor in hand, knowing all kinds of secret passages, and memorizing the duty schedule of all departments, it is easy to sneak into the chief's bedroom in the middle of the night.

He stripped off all the bandages, put a red wig on his head, and a blood-stained children's outfit, perfectly recreating the appearance of the brat who drew the leader's favorite car.Then rely on Fyodor to remotely tamper with the monitoring content, let the leader who was frightened awake in the screen speak into the air, and successfully hide his own existence.

Then go back the same way, dispose of all the clothes, pretend that you failed to throw yourself into the river in the middle of the night, and wait for the bald Dr. Sen to come to the river to fish for people the next day.

After the usurping copy was opened, Shuji Tsushima had to get busy.

After all, as an administrator, the task of maintaining the server is essential.Even if the only player accounts that can be used are restricted to ordinary people, Shuji Tsushima shoulders the responsibility of advancing the plot and protecting important NPCs.

It's like the power reduction crystal that was deliberately stolen from the Strain organization before, and "accidentally" fell into the hands of Mori Ogai, allowing him to win the assassination of most people with superpowers.

It's not that he doesn't trust the old fox's cunning. Mori Ogai's strength is not weak. Just Alice disguised as a daughter is enough to protect her own safety. Ordinary killers really can't cause substantial harm to him.

But he is a strategic figure after all, and his combat power is not top-notch. If he really encounters a killer like Oda Saku, he will still overturn his car.

At this time, Shuji Tsushima needs to solve it secretly.

The boy was lurking in the shadows of row upon row of houses, and the suit jacket that was too restrictive for movement was taken off, leaving only a close-fitting shirt and slightly loose suit pants.He looked up at the huge full moon with a faint blue luster, a playful smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and a cold light flickered between his fingers.

It was the spare scalpel he stole from Mori Ogai.

It has to be said that the planning effect of the personal doctor of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters for so many years is perfect.

Even if the old man was crazy enough to exclude all the heirs he had cultivated for many years, he never doubted this seemingly shabby doctor from the beginning to the end.He even entrusted all his trust to Mori Ogai, and it was even more common for him to convey orders on his behalf.

It's no wonder that Dr. Sen, who is not coveted, will become a thorn in the eyes of countless people, and he can't wait to get rid of it as soon as possible.

However, with successive failures in dispatching killers, those people finally realized that Mori Ogai was not as harmless as he appeared, or that the Hong Kong black leader protected him too well, and ordinary killers could not even break through the defense line of the guards.As a last resort, they can only spend a lot of money to hire the current masters of the killer world.

After all, according to common sense, it is an iron rule that it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to defeat people with supernatural abilities.

Not to mention that the one who shot this time was the top three heavyweights in the killer world.

So there was a situation where a certain bandage spirit came to guard.

Shuji Tsushima's knees were slightly bent, his body was as light as a black cat, and he jumped onto the roof with the air conditioner on his toes.He stopped the path of the killer who came to step on the moonlight with a smile, with his back to the huge moon, a halo of fluorescent blue glowed around the edge of his thin figure, "Today's moon is beautiful, it suits your identity, Mr. Unknown Cannon Fodder Killer."

The boy tilted his head maliciously and said, "Barely, it's about the level of an R card."

After all, today was the blue moon he least wanted to see when he was playing with Dogs.

Perhaps this is what powerful killers have in common. Even if there is a sudden change during the mission, they will never lose their footing.

The opponent instantly became vigilant, ready to strike at any time.

"Ah, speaking of the Japanese killers, they're pretty good recently, and they've almost been ruined by me and Fei Jia..."

It seemed that he suddenly recalled an NPC who was buried by Fyodor not long ago in Yokohama Bay and did not even have a name. Shuji Tsushima stroked his chin, without any unease in his tone, "Forget it, anyway, with I don't care."

The boy cleared his throat, put his hands on his hips, and introduced himself loudly: "I am the young killer 'Oda' who has washed his hands in gold—" He held his breath, deliberately waiting for the killer opposite to recall this thunderous thing Name, only then gasped for the second half of the sentence, "The only apprentice."

"..."

The killer kept a straight face, without saying a word, raised his gun and aimed at someone blocking the way.

Years of experience in assassination has allowed him to develop the ability to distinguish the strength of the enemy based on the aura.And the aura of the young man in front of him is no different from that of ordinary people, there is absolutely no possibility of him being someone with outstanding strength.

There is no need to take it too seriously, just solve it.

Shuji Tsushima suddenly sneered, bent down as if he had foreseen this scene in advance, and rushed straight to the enemy.

Two flames lit up, and the pistol loaded with the silencer and the pocket pistol deliberately chosen by the young man fired almost at the same time.Amidst the ear-piercing roar, a sharp and jaw-dropping impact was covered up, but it couldn't escape the ears of the two people present.

The two bullets that broke out of the chamber collided in mid-air, completely deviated from its original route.

"Intercepting the ballistic trajectory is Fei Jia's minimum requirement for me." The sharp silver-white knife came out of his hand, taking advantage of the enemy's astonishment, completely cut off his carotid artery, "So it is not wrong for you to fall into my hands. "

The pressure difference between the inside and outside of the human body is too large, the left carotid artery originating from the aorta ruptures, and warm blood gushes out instantly.Shuji Tsushima pulled out the scalpel that was completely stained red with a blank face, following the fine tradition of making up the knife, he quickly stabbed the opponent's heart again with force.

After all, most of the important roles in Wenye are characters with literary heroes, and the remaining NPCs will not survive three episodes even if they have a chance to appear.

It's normal for him to solve it so easily.

"Well... Sure enough, it's difficult for this body to reach the level of its prime." The bright red liquid full of rust smell splashed over the young man's whole body, confirming that the enemy was silent, he curled his lips in disgust, "Barely, with the 13-year-old Odasaku, let's be fair."

After all, he had practiced with Oda Tsukuru back then, coupled with the five years of mastery in the intervening years, in terms of combat awareness alone, there are few existences in Fumino World that can surpass Shuji Tsushima.Even as early as a month after he started studying seriously, he was able to annihilate everyone in Mimic independently except the leader by relying solely on the leader's fragile body with no muscles.

Even if the current main body does not match its real strength, it is enough to play two or three out of ten.

Tsujima Shuji made the sound of sex, and under the cover of night, he dragged the murderer to the bank of the river with great difficulty.Afterwards, he took out the life buoy that he had prepared in advance, imitated a certain method of throwing corpses among the elementary school students of Death God, pushed the corpse tied with stones into the river, and watched him go down the river.

The tide in the bay near Yokohama has been calculated in advance. When the air in the lifebuoy is exhausted, this corpse may not be found for a lifetime.

With a sense of accomplishment, the young man wiped off the sweat from his forehead, rubbed his sore waist from dragging the corpse, and sighed, "It's really hard work, I have paid too much for Mr. Sen, a middle-aged uncle."

Not in vain, in order to improve the accuracy of shooting, he secretly raised his arms with heavy objects for two hours every day.

At the same time, Fyodor, who was counting the time, sent a private chat message.

[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

Kind Russian Rice Balls: Satisfied?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: super-satisfied!

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: Steal Mr. Mori's scalpel to collect, and successfully use this knife to complete an assassination. The only thing left is Mr. Mori's stupid hair, which has not been fulfilled.

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: Hmm... It's a bit difficult to realize this

Well-meaning Russian rice ball: Let me just remind you, Xiuzhi, you have made too many moves recently, and rumors about you have already started in the killer world.

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: If there is no definite news, most people will think that the long-lost 'Oda' has returned to the arena, right?

Well-intentioned Russian rice balls: The current wind direction is still the same, and it will be hard to say after a long time.

Kind Russian Rice Ball: Or, are you sure you want to get the most troublesome script?

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: hum~

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Fei Jia, you underestimate me too, who am I?I am Kami of the new world!

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: Everything is for a brave new world!

Kind Russian rice ball: [melon dropped.gif]

Kind Russian Rice Ball: Understood, I will try my best to cooperate

Humanoid Self-propelled Bandage Essence: ...Ahhhhhhh

Kind Russian Rice Ball: What's wrong?

……

Shuji Tsushima didn't answer immediately.

He was tremblingly soaking the blood-stained shirt in the water, and when the river water diluted the bright red color and barely caught his eyes, there was a sound so light that it was almost inaudible from behind the boy.

Lacking many functions of the gm account, the player account does not have the ability to view the map, which caused Shuji Tsushima to fail to detect that someone was approaching in the first place.His expression was slightly cold, and he was ready to deal with the witnesses. He gripped the cleaned scalpel tightly and turned around sharply.

It was an ordinary three-coloured cat that could be seen everywhere, its eyes were shining brightly, and it was staring at him with piercing eyes.Seeing the boy turn his head back, he even raised his hind legs and scratched his chin seemingly innocently, making a "meow" and showing off his cuteness.

Shuji Tsushima: "..."

Shuji Tsushima: "...Meow?"

After responding to the cat's questioning cry, he took a deep breath and opened the chat interface again.

[Private chat with "Kindly Russian Rice Ball"]

Humanoid self-propelled bandage spirit: Hiss...Fei Jia, do you want to lick the cat?

Human-shaped self-propelled bandage spirit: alive, Gong Sanhua, surnamed Natsume, will become the kind of strange middle-aged uncle.