[Comprehensive] You look delicious

The rising gunpowder smoke obscured the sight, Hatta waved his hand, expelled the disturbing obstacles in front of him, and barely recognized a figure who was almost walking in front of him.

"Tch." With a flip of his hand, he took hold of the bat, and Fushimi greeted the opponent in the face, mercilessly.

A muffled groan came from the squinting dust, it seemed that he had succeeded.

Hatta was about to stop, but found that the bat didn't move at all.

After a while, it was discovered that after the gunpowder smoke, the visitor grasped the bat, and immediately, a small handmade explosive was thrown at Hatta's feet.

Hatta immediately let go, gave up his usual weapon, and stepped on the skateboard several meters away from the area, successfully avoiding the twists and turns of the explosion.

On the other hand, Kamamoto also singled out a person.

Just looking at the opponent's offensive methods, it should be related to the BOOM that has been raging in the city these days. The small-scale explosion caused by such a small bomb cannot be ignored.

How could this kind of person be in this school? Sure enough, there is a problem.

Directly classifying the school as one of the strongholds of BOOM, Hatta bent down to stop the skateboard under his feet, waiting for his opponent to come out of the squinting smoke.

In the end, he didn't wait, but the baseball bat he had taken away was thrown straight, very fast, and hit Hatta's face.

Hatta, who was good at skateboarding, was not afraid of things of this speed. He turned around nimbly to avoid the flying bat. At the same time, his right hand just caught up with the handle of the bat with his spinning body, regaining the right to use his weapon again.

Holding the bat, Hatta stepped on the ground with one foot again, stepping on the skateboard and rushed towards the person who gradually appeared from the gunpowder smoke.

The targeted opponent seemed a little panicked, staggered a step, avoided Hatta's first impact, turned around with great difficulty, saw that Hatta was about to follow after a turn, and quickly started to run away.

"Stop." After the skateboard was ready, Hatta was about to start a new round of chasing and hitting. Before the kicking foot was off the ground, Kamamoto yelled: "Brother Hatta, I lost the bat!!"

"Huh?" Hatta Misaki was taken aback, frowned and lowered her head, and when she caught a glimpse of a small red metal ball sticking to the bottom of the bat, she threw the bat far away in an instant.

As soon as the bat left his hand, the glowing red ball exploded immediately, and the small impact force and shrapnel immediately slashed across Hatta's right hand and side waist. At the same time, the thrust also made the boy unstable. Shake it off.

After landing, Hatta immediately stabilized his body, rolled on the ground nimbly, and then got up immediately. At the same time, he covered the wound on his waist with one hand.

Then, he stared at the man who saw that the sneak attack was successful, turned back, and took out a new bomb.

After spitting, Hatta stood firm, and red flames began to rise all over his body.

"Kill him." From a distance, Humian, who was watching the battle comfortably in the dormitory, made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Like a command, the young man who was hostile to Hatta not only held a bomb in his hand, but also pulled out a butterfly knife from his pocket with his right hand.

Hatta stood there quietly, only mobilizing the flames with all his heart, preparing for the next wave of attacks.

He really didn't expect that the other party would tamper with his weapon, he was careless.

Adjusting his breathing, Hatta tried his best to forget the pain of the wound, these people are suspicious elements, they must not make mistakes, they must be captured alive, and then let Brother Kusanagi and the others torture them.

As a result, the flames of this body swished up, and the high-spirited Hatta was about to knock down the opponent with all his might, but he was almost annoyed by the strange voice from one side.

"mi→sa↗ki↘...so embarrassing."

Hearing this familiar address, Hatta immediately glanced sideways, and then said in a low voice, "Stinky monkey..."

Seeing you twice a day is a real lifespan...

No wonder I had a bad start, met with evil stars and got into bad luck!

"Get out of here." Hatta only had time to shout, and immediately confronted him with bare hands.

As soon as the skateboard moved, it quickly slid to the side of the BOOM member. Hatta punched the opponent in the stomach neatly, and then left quickly.

The strength of the flame also remained on the fist, successfully inflicting severe pain on the opponent, but the opponent also smoothly approached Hatta's body, throwing a few metal balls casually, forcing Hatta to back away quickly.

No, it's too troublesome, I can't get into the opponent's body like this.

Hatta wiped the bloodstains on his cheeks that were drawn by the shrapnel again, and looked at the other party indignantly.

Both he and Kamamoto are of the type of melee combat. It is really difficult to deal with this kind of master who will hurt the enemy by 80 even if he hurts himself by 100.

The other party is like a desperado, completely disregarding himself, at a critical moment, if one of them dies together... He doesn't want to die with this kind of guy! !

Thinking viciously, Hatta let go of the hand protecting the wound on his waist and opened it, intending to use his nirvana to kill his opponent at once.

The hand protecting the waist moved away, revealing the covered wound.On one side, Fushimi, who had been watching the play, raised his eyes, his eyes were cloudy and cloudy.

If Hatta wanted to use the whirlwind of flames created by the spinning of his body, blood would be splashed everywhere... right?

A bloody scene suddenly appeared in my mind, and then a slight sense of discomfort welled up in my heart.

That kind of thing, only he can do to Hatta.

Therefore, it is better to kill other who try to get involved.

The weird thought turned a corner in his mind, and when Fushimi realized it, he had already strode forward, inserted between Hatta and his opponent, with his right hand already on the knife at his waist.

"Smelly monkey, get out of here." Hatta immediately read the meaning of the other party, and his tone became very bad.

"Let's stay on the sidelines, this suspicious person, our office manager must really want to meet~ mi→sa↗ki↘" The secretary always goes against Misaki Hatta's intentions, and Fushimi confidently adds what Hatta hates most at the end of the sentence. Salutation, successfully forced the other party to blow their hair.

"You..." Before the roar came out, Hatta was first caught by the pain from the wound on his waist, and he couldn't fully explode a sentence of roar, which gave Fushimi a chance to do something.

"Fushimi, draw your sword urgently."

"Captain... ah, why did the fight start?" The little follower, who was always a step behind, came here and saw Fushimi slashing at a stranger from a distance, and the flat stone road around him was blasted into a mess. In addition, there were people from the red group present.

What's even more strange is that the other party is still the little man who quarreled with Fushimi at the beginning.

"The little man from the red group..." The little follower was taken aback, and subconsciously said.

As a result, Hatta's attention was successfully caught: "Ah? Brat, who are you talking about?"

Hatta-chan, who was most concerned about the height issue, turned around with a ferocious face, grabbed the opponent by the collar, and started threatening with the expression of a standard gangster.

"Let go...Captain? Do you want to notify Chief Munakata?" Being grabbed by the collar, the unlucky members of the young group struggled to avoid Hatta's claws, rushed to the vicinity of Fushimi, and drew their swords to fight.

"Go and tell them that there are suspects, guard the school gate, and no one is allowed to enter or leave." Compared with Hatta Misaki, Fushimi seemed to be more at ease, occasionally turning his head to give orders, and then, turning around, knocked on the back of the opponent's head with the handle of the knife, Knock people into a stagger.

On the one hand, the people who confronted Kamamoto saw that there were people from the green group intervening, and the situation became unfavorable to them, so they greeted their companions and prepared to leave.

"Ah? I want to leave now, I haven't played enough yet." Fushimi raised his eyebrows, and with a movement of his left hand, a row of knives with red flames flew out, piercing the opponent's feet and legs.

Seeing that his companion was dying, the other person didn't even think about rescuing him. He just dropped a flash bomb and fled quickly while everyone was dazzled.

"What?" After recovering his eyesight, Fushimi snorted dissatisfiedly, then, looking at the remnant he was carrying, he threw it on the ground roughly, "Hey, don't pretend to be dead, I have something to ask you."

As he spoke, he kicked up, not at all polite.

The unlucky guy who was kicked grunted in pain, and woke up faintly. Looking at the confused eyes, the coma just now should not be faked.

"I'm asking you something!" Fushimi continued to threaten, and turned the blade of the love knife in his hand, pointing at the opponent's throat.

"Ahhh, I don't know anything!" The unlucky guy was scared to pee, and backed away with trembling legs, "Who are you? Why am I here?"

"Clam—?" The ending sound rose, and everyone was puzzled again.

How can a guy who is so fluent in fighting and killing just now change his temperament to the point where he is not an exaggeration to say that he is a good citizen?

The unlucky guy hugged his head and wailed, "I just met a few gangsters when I got home from get off work, and I basically don't remember much about what happened afterwards..."

Hearing this, Fushimi raised his eyebrows: "If you don't say it now, then you can talk slowly in the prison of the Youth Team. We have plenty of time."

On the one hand, Hatta became unhappy: "Smelly monkey, this is the person I found first, why should I give it to you?"

"You can't beat him, but I can." Fushimi said lightly, and then turned his eyes to the wound on Hatta's waist, "This, let's deal with it."

"I want you to take care of it!" Hatta immediately clenched his fist, impulsively, but was held back by Kamamoto.

"Brother Hatta, go and stop the bleeding first."

At the critical moment, Kamamoto, who was still very calm and calm, could also distinguish what was dangerous at the moment. He easily stopped Hatta, then nodded to Fushimi, and then he resisted the clamoring Hatta on his shoulder, threatening to take him away.

"Captain?" The team members looked at Fushimi.

"I told you to find someone to guard the gate, why are you in a daze!" He stared.

"Ah, yes!"

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