General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

In the next second, the Yan Demon Knife pierced his heart.

Su Muyang's hand loosened and let him fall to the ground.

The ghost kept trying to repair the wound, but in the end he could only barely ease the vocal cords, but could not do anything about the hollow hole in his chest.

"How... Probably..."

At this moment, his voice was still filled with the overlapping feeling of being dominated by the wraith.

"How come... "No

, you misunderstood," Su Muyang squatted in front of him, "There are so many strong people in this world, it's just that you are too weak."

"But... Evil..."

A black smoke came out of his mouth, and then his body began to return to normal, his eyes were no longer red, the corners of his cracked mouth were stitched to a normal degree like a live operation, and the muscles of his body gradually contracted.

"I'm sorry... I really didn't want to kill..." It

turned out that he was really crying.

"I was broken up that night and I was in a bad mood, so I ran to the park to relax, but I didn't know what got into my body, I lost my consciousness, I woke up like I was crucified, I was controlled, I couldn't do anything, I could only watch them die in front of my eyes..."

I'm really sorry..." His

voice was getting quieter and quieter, it was true that the demon knife had eliminated the evil spirit, but the damage to his heart was also irreversible.

Su Muyang was in a bad mood, knowing that he still thought too little, and had always regarded him as an evil spirit itself.

"Sorry, your voice isn't that bad."

He reached out and touched his face, then asked him to close his eyes.

"At least have a good time in the next life, by the way, if I can do it all over again, I will still stab you."

"Thank you..."

was his final epilogue.

The Nibelung gradually began to recede.

Su Muyang jumped from the roof and quickly returned to his previous position.

"The Nibelung is dissipating." Sakuragawa returned the gun to Su Muyang.

"Coincidentally, I saw it too." Su Muyang said as he walked towards the only survivor other than Sakuragawa and Iwanaga, "How many people were killed by monsters, and how many died on the way to fight for weapons..."

he said as he picked up the pistol on the ground.

"Bastard... You still have the face back! "

The man alive was the father who ran to the front, covered in blood, had a piece of his thigh gouged out and had several more scratches on his face.

"If you don't go, my son won't die!" If you give more weapons, things won't turn out like this! He aimed the pistol at Su Muyang.

"Idiot! What are you doing! Sakuragawa Kuro roared, and ran towards him at the same time, trying to block in front of Su Muyang.

"It's all to blame on you... It's all to blame on you! It's all your fault! You give me death! "

Bang-" The

silver bullet cut through the air, and in an instant it was close to Su Muyang's chest.

"Ding."

The sound of a short metal collision meant that he had failed, and Su Muyang held the Yan Demon Knife in his left hand and lightly turned his wrist to change the trajectory of the bullet.

He desperately pulled the trigger, and the bullets formed by the magic power injected by Su Muyang cut streams of light in the air, but they couldn't get close to Su Muyang's body.

His expression became more and more frightened, and finally he fell to the ground trembling.

"Since you miss your son so much."

"Then you can go and accompany him."

Su Muyang looked at his frightened face condescendingly, he was already frightened and stupid, so he took out the pistol from his hand, turned it around twice in his hand and pulled out a flower, and then the muzzle of the gun was aimed at his head.

"Good dreams."

The body disappeared along with the Nibelungs.

What appeared in the field of vision was Shizuki Hiratsuka with an angry face.

She saw it.

It is not surprising that the Nibelung is on the verge of dissipation, and it is normal for outsiders to see the scene inside.

It's just that she just got out of the car, so she only saw the last scene.

"Good evening, Hiratsuka-sensei."

"I'm not good at all!" She looked really angry, "Follow me."

Saying that, she looked at the Hiratsuka group behind her: "You guys go back first, I'll take this kid to eat bowl noodles."

Su Muyang followed behind honestly.

He admired the teacher more and more, and did not lose his cool after witnessing the murder of students on the spot.

Although there are no pedestrians on the road, it is not good if there is a camera that captures any picture and sound.

Hiratsuka Jing pulled Su Muyang to sit in the car, and the rest of the Hiratsuka group also got into the car separately, and the driver in the car knew which noodle restaurant Hiratsuka Jing liked, so she didn't need to give any more orders.

"Why kill."

"Because he wants to kill me."

Hiratsuka was choked: "Didn't you just take a train together, why is there a conflict?" Could it be your former enemy? "

No," Su Muyang stretched his body, "I don't know him, he doesn't know me, I gave them weapons, but he felt that I gave too little, and thought that I killed his son, so he wanted me to accompany him."

"How can this work, I still have a lot of time, I still have to spend time pursuing Futaba, how can I die here?"

Hiratsuka Shizune was rarely silent.

"Do you say that people are so aggressive?" Su Muyang obviously smiled, but Hiratsuka Jing felt a little cold, "I helped them dispose of the boss, gave them weapons for self-defense, and took them out of the Nibelungs, but he wanted me to die." "

You can hand him over to the police, our enemy is a dragon and not a man." Hiratsuka Jing didn't object to Su Muyang anymore, but she still said that she just didn't want him to become a bad person.

"It's true on a racial level, but it's not true from an individual perspective." Su Muyang continued, "What will happen if you hand him over to the police? He will tell the police everything he has experienced, saying that he encountered a monster eating people, and then he was released as a mental illness, saying that he killed people, what about weapons? Is there a gun? Is there a knife? Is there evidence?

"No, the police will at most think it's a street fight, and after doing some insignificant conversation, they will go back to their respective homes."

"But he will hate me even more, he will think that I am the evil person sued first, obviously I killed his son but I have to bite back, you don't believe it, people will only believe what they want to believe, the ghost is dead, he can't find the ghost to take revenge, so he can only target me."

"If he is an ordinary person, it's okay, if his family is powerful, he will send thugs or even hire killers, but the thug killers can't beat me, he feels deflated, he will shift the target and target the people around me."

Su Muyang's voice completely became cold, and his eyes were filled with gold: "I can't tolerate anyone's idea of hitting the people around me."

"Whether it's Futaba or Azusa or the old man or anyone else." A small phantom sword spun at his fingertips, shattered after a few seconds, "Whoever dares to touch a single hair of them, I dare to tear him a piece of flesh."

"I understand what you boy," Hiratsuka pressed the window and lit a cigarette, "It's just that in the future, you don't have to do everything yourself." "