I teach kendo in Tokyo

After playing with the horse, I felt great, and then I realized that I seemed to have screwed up.

In the eyes of everyone at the scene, this was Tokyo college students sneaking up on old comrades—well, middle-aged comrades—without talking about Wood.

Kazuma couldn't think of how to explain it for a while, so he simply didn't care so much, he had already beaten him, so let's feel comfortable first.

So he rushed up, kicked away the members of the Promotion Association who were trying to hug him to stop him from continuing to "attack", then directly rode on the fallen president, and beat the guy with a martial arts weapon.

While beating him, he shouted: "Why don't you learn from those anti-human war criminals! Do you know that the whole of Japan is ashamed because of these bastards?"

In fact, his shouting was also explaining the reason why he took action.

But no matter what the reason is, beating others in public will definitely become a personal stain, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to become a police officer in the future.

Kazuma also took the risk.

Dragons all have reverse scales, and these are the reverse scales of Kazuma, the solitary dragon.

——So it turns out that the solitary dragon refers to the descendant of a dragon who lives alone in Japan?

Kazuma had already beaten this man's face until he was no longer human. He was still wondering, thinking that this guy was considered a BOSS no matter what, how could he be so faceless?

Is this what God is like?

Is this all about being angry?

His previous experience with Kazuma's plug-in was that the tougher the enemy, the more sound and light effects he had on it, and the strong one was like a Super Saiyan, with golden aura coming out of his body, like a ball of blood surrounding a person. Like fire.

As a result, I met someone like this this time - wait a minute, when I dismantled the Tsuda group, Tsuda Masaaki had an entry for "Become a raccoon dog", but there wasn't much he could fight.

It turns out that the people I encountered recently happened to be strong in force, so did I have this misconception?

While Kazuma was thinking, he punched Eita Mukai's face with his fist.

He vaguely heard someone shouting: "Stop fighting, if you fight again you will really die!"

Soon after that, someone broke in through the window.

Kazuma raised his head when he heard the sound, and the first thing that caught his eye was his long white hair.

The long-haired owner also looked at Kazuma, with his erect pupils looking like a cat's.

Humans would not have pupils like this - of course it could be that they were wearing contact lenses, but at this moment Kazuma determined that these were his real pupils.

Maybe it's because this guy has a strong wild aura left in him.

The person who rushed in raised his hand——

The hair on Kazuma's back stood up, and he rolled back to avoid it.

There was a sizzling sound, and five paw prints were left on the sliding door on the opposite side of the corridor.

Kazuma immediately made a judgment: the claw itself was equivalent to a sharp weapon, and the blade was about five centimeters long.

Without thinking, he lifted up the tatami on the ground and held it in his hand as a shield.

The tatami is quite thick, just enough to block the claws of beasts with long nails.

This trick was learned from "Dragon Ball". When little Goku fought the ninja sergeant, he encountered the ninjutsu of using a tatami as a shield.

The white-haired guy ignored Kazuma, grabbed the president who was groaning on the ground, and ran out.

President Mukai yelled: “Save me quickly!”

Kazuma's first reaction was that Mukai was shouting at the white-haired boy, and then he noticed that this guy was looking at the group of people from the Promotion Association.

——Wait, are you asking everyone from the Promotion Association to save him?

This is because I want to draw a clear line with the white-haired guy!

Seeing that you were about to be beaten to death, people came out to save you, but they got this result...

However, the white-haired guy was dragging Eita Mukai behind him, and he couldn't even notice who he was looking at.

The white-haired guy took the words "hurry up and save me" as his words of course, and ran out of the house a little faster!

He Ma originally braced himself for a 300-round fight with the white-haired Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway.

I really didn't expect him to run away when he came up.

Kazuma held the tatami in front of him as a shield and rushed towards the guy.

After all, the opponent was dragging someone with him, so he couldn't dodge easily. Seeing Kazuma rushing towards him like this, he could only drop the person he was dragging and jump to the ceiling.

Kazuma rushed to Eita Mukai who was beaten into a pig head, kicked him unconscious, and then signaled the people from the Promotion Association to come over and drag him away.

He held the tatami himself and confronted the white-haired man who was stuck to the ceiling like Spider-Man.

The shrine's office is a very traditional Japanese-style room. The ceiling is not a single piece, but is composed of a series of cover panels of the same size. The cover panels are supported by beams, and the narrow space on the roof can be accessed by opening the cover panels.

This space is the favorite place for ninjas to hide.

The white-haired man lifted up one of the roof panels, inserted his hands into the gap to grab the beam, and stepped on the wall with his feet to provide friction. In this way, he achieved a Spider-Man-like posture.

Kazuma carefully observed these, which is very important. It shows that this weirdness largely abides by the basic laws of physics and does not have the ability to bring Newton's energy to life.

After all, Kazuma has been in this world for so long and has never fought against real monsters. He doesn't know how capable they are, so he must be treated with caution. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger.

While Kazuma and Weird were confronting each other, music could be heard outside the house. It seemed that the festival had begun. The speakers temporarily erected in the shrine courtyard began to play festival music played by taiko drums, shakuhachi, shamisen and other musical instruments.

The thumping sound of the taiko drum gives people a feeling that "the festival cannot be without this".

In this way, although the community office is right next to the festival venue, the sound of fighting may not affect the festival.

That's fine.

At this time, Uncle Xiaolin led the people from the promotion association and lined up beside Kazuma with long and short sticks: "We are here to help! Although I don't know what this has to do with Mr. Kiryu's sudden beating of our president, but this person is obviously not Good guy!

"You will explain it to us after this is done, right? You will explain it, right?"

Kazuma: "No need to help, keep an eye on your president! He is the prisoner!"

"The president has passed out, and Dr. Fujita is watching him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the white-haired man attacked Kazuma.

Kazuma used the tatami to block him, and was about to use the tatami to push him against the wall. Unexpectedly, two crossed X's of cold light flashed, and the tatami split into four pieces, leaving only sandwich-sized triangles in Kazuma's hands.

"Fuck!"

While Kazuma exclaimed, his hand did not stop, and he directly used the tip of the triangular tatami fragment in his hand as a weapon to hit the white-haired man's temple.

However, this is a tatami after all, and it actually has no offensive power. It just looks sharp. Kazuma just wants to distract the opponent's attention and interfere with his attack.

While the other party slapped away the tatami that was thrown at him, Kazuma picked up the cushion on the ground!

Don’t I have any reliable weapons?

Kazuma suddenly discovered one thing. There are too few furnishings in an ordinary Japanese-style room, which is not suitable for Jack Chen to play!

The room that Yukiko and Uncle Sakata were guarding the last time they broke into the White Summit had a lot of messy things deliberately placed there. It looked like it was not a normal Japanese room.

The cushion in his hand only withstood one attack before a large hole was cut open, and the chaff inside spilled out.

Kazuma took advantage of the situation and threw out the broken cushion and the chaff.

The other party was also surprised. He could just gently push this piece of crap away, but he ended up tearing it apart like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Now all the chaff was spilled in the air, causing serious visual disturbance.

Uncle Xiao Lin used the stick in his hand as a bamboo spear and stabbed the white-haired man with a strange scream.

As a result, this guy grabbed the stick, picked up Uncle Xiaolin's whole body, and threw it at Kazuma.

Kazuma rolled back to dodge, knocking down the sliding door and entering the next room.

Uncle Xiaolin fell heavily to the floor.

Kazuma picked up the sliding door panel that he knocked down.

Although the main body of the sliding door is made of paper, the wooden frame is quite heavy, so it can be used as a weapon.

If the person on the other side has the ability, just cut such a thick piece of wood in half.

The white figure flashed in the field of vision, and rushed towards Kazuma in an arc at an extremely fast speed.

Kazuma waved the door panel and stepped forward to greet him!

The opponent jumped up suddenly and tried to cross the attack range of the door panel from above——

He Ma's hand used a lot of force to break off a piece of wood on the side of the door panel, and smashed it into the enemy flying in the air!

The white figure screamed, and the scream was exactly the same as that of humans.

He was knocked out of the air and fell to the ground.

At this time, Kazuma felt that he had completely figured out the details of this guy. It actually didn't have much combat experience and was just fighting based on instinct.

Completely different from a battle-hardened veteran like Kazuma.

Kazuma removed another piece of wood from the door panel, took it in his hand, and kicked the remaining door panel open.

Now he looks like a viking dual wielding axes.

The contrast between this form and the Japanese-style festival music coming from outside was too strong, giving it a sense of confusion.

Now Kazuma can blow the white-haired man's head off at any time.

But it was not Kazuma's original intention to kill this guy. He had to find the truth behind it and find evidence that Chairman Eita Mukai was the mastermind behind it.

So he asked: "Tell me, who are you?"

The white-haired man raised his head, and only then did Kazuma have time to look at its face carefully.

He is actually a very handsome and beautiful boy?

The boy did not answer Kazuma's words, but roared at Kazuma like a wild animal. This roar frightened the uncles gathered behind Kazuma to take several steps back.

"Can't you speak?" Kazuma looked contemptuous.

"You can't speak!" the young man said angrily.

It feels so easy to fool him by actually trying to challenge him.

"So answer my question. You're not human, right?"

The other party let out a hostile roar again, seemingly not interested in answering Kazuma's question.

Kazuma was about to continue questioning when suddenly there was the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground behind him.

He turned around slightly and found the uncles from the Tourism Promotion Association lying on the ground.

Only then did he suddenly realize that although he was not breathing fast, he was sweating a lot and was extremely thirsty.

——Is it bacteria?

President Mukai Eita clapped his hands and appeared from the shadows: "It's really amazing. Adult men who weigh much more fell down, but you can still stand. You are worthy of being a man who has won the name of a legend in Tokyo. But you How long can I still stand?

"Bacteria are really good things. They can kill people invisibly. They have obviously succeeded, but those bastards said that they were not effective when used on Iwo Jima and Okinawa. They are completely useless weapons. Hmph!"

Kazuma originally wanted to rush over and give him a beating, but he suddenly felt that the person in front of him was different from the feeling Eita Mukai gave him just now.

Moreover, Mukai looked to be about thirty-five to forty years old, so it was unlikely that he had ever been a germ warfare expert in the old Japanese army.

But the way he spoke now was as if he had experienced it.

Kazuma's eyes turned to the entry above his head: Ten Evil Ghost.

The original version of the legend of Tian Xie Gui was that he ate Guazi Ji, then put on her skin to replace her, and infiltrated into human society.

Could it be that this man is mentally disturbed and thinks he is an officer of some old Japanese army?

The sound of the taiko drum outside the house was a bit harsh, making Kazuma unable to concentrate on his thoughts.

Mukai saw it in his eyes and said with a smile: "Your hearing has become very keen now, right? This is a normal reaction. Soon your eyes will become photophobic. A little bit of light will be extremely dazzling to you." , may even make you cry.

"This means that your body has entered the second stage, and you are not far away from death. This was originally a technology developed to create Yamato Superman. As long as it symbiosis with bacteria, you can enhance your perception and become a super soldier.

"It's a pity that none of the test subjects survived, but I discovered that this bacteria can be used as a weapon. I am really a genius."

Kazuma: "There seems to be no trace of tears on the body of the God Lord."

"That's because he was too weak and died immediately after entering the second stage." Mukai showed a ferocious smile to Kazuma, "Soon everyone who has witnessed everything here will die. There is no evidence of what happened here."

Kazuma sneered: "But such a mass death incident will definitely lead to a police investigation, especially if I, a news figure, died here."

"Hmph, don't worry. I have figured out that the current Japanese government is still controlled by the same group of people. They will bury everything that happened here just like they buried us back then. All insiders will die.

"Of course I will die, but it doesn't matter. I will choose a better skin, leave here, and start all over again. The hot spring development here is to attract suitable skins. I waited for several years and finally found the perfect skin!"

Mukai laughed wildly.

"She is beautiful! And she has an ancient family background! She also has great influence among the current upper class!"

Um?

"I can't wait to possess her!"

"Let me ask," Kazuma raised his hand like he was answering a professor's question in class, "are you talking about Jinguji Tamamo?"

"Yes, it's her. Not only will you die here, your beloved woman will also become my plaything!"

**

Jinguji Tamamo gently bit off the tip of the grilled squid.

"Ah, it's delicious." She gently covered her mouth with her hands while chewing.

Next to her, Mikako took a hand full of food, her cheeks bulging and squirming: "Does it taste good? I'll have a bunch later too. But we are attending a festival in the mountains, is there anything wrong with eating squid?"

Tamamo looked at Mikako and handed the squid skewer in front of her: "Here, you can try it."

"Okay." Mikako stretched out her neck, swallowed everything in her mouth, then bit down on the squid, tore off a piece, and deliberately made an "Aum Aum" sound while chewing.

Qingliu looked like she couldn't stand it: "Just eat, why do you do such a childish thing like a child?"

"Because it will be cute, right? It's really delicious. I'll have another bite." Mikako said and took the initiative to take a bite of the squid skewer that Tamamo had already taken back.

Tamamo wasn't upset, and took Mikako's bite in the same place.

Not far from them, speakers hanging on wooden pillars were playing very festival-like music, and taiko drums were beating loudly.

**

Kazuma waved his hand next to his ear, as if this could drive away the annoying taiko drum sound in his ears.

"Oh, that's it, come on."

"Hmph, are you so weak that you can't even react?"

Kazuma didn't bother to respond, he was now thinking about what to do.

If you have bacteria on your body, you can't go to crowded places. If this thing is airborne, it will be over.

Especially since they couldn't go back to the festival site, the density of people was so high that the first wave of outbreaks started immediately.

One option is to go to the mountains and send a message to Tamamo at the same time. Only she can immediately understand what is happening - in fact, Kazuma himself is not sure that he understands the current situation. It looks like he is possessed by an evil spirit from the old Japanese army or something. It came to the president of the Tourism Promotion Association.

And Tamamo shouldn't be afraid of this bacteria at all. After all, the white-haired boy has always stayed very close to Kazuma, and nothing has happened to him.

It is not effective against human bacteria, but against monsters.

Besides running away, there was another option, which was to kill the guy in front of him and then use the social office radio to call Tamamo to come to the social office.

But it is not easy to defeat the enemy in front of him now. The white-haired boy has been staring at Kazuma.

And He Ma was much weaker than he was just now.

Not only was he weak, the sound of the taiko drum in his ears became increasingly harsh. The bright lights in the room stimulated Kazuma's eyes, making him burst into tears.

Mukai Eita laughed loudly: "You should have pounced on me as soon as I appeared, and maybe you could die with me! Now you have no chance at all! Otherwise, I will take advantage of the last time you still have time to kill me." Call your beloved Tamamo over and seize her body in front of you?"

Um?

Kazuma knelt on the ground with a slightly exaggerated movement: "Stop! Don't involve her!"

Please, call her over!

But Mukai shook his head again and said: "Forget it. Although being possessed by me can avoid the damage of bacteria to a certain extent, it will still cause damage. Now this skin is in tatters. Such a beautiful skin is still I want to cherish it more.”

Kazuma cursed in his mind.

At this moment, a familiar voice came into Kazuma's ears: "President...Sang?"

He raised his head and looked around, and saw Hiroko standing on the other side of the corridor leading to the social office hall, looking at him with a blank expression.

Kazuma shouted: "Run! Go to Jinguji Tamamo at the festival!"

"Eh?" Hiroko looked at Kazuma at a loss, "Eh? Uh, what... happened? I heard a loud shout, but I didn't dare to come over and look. It was only after it quieted down..."

It's over.

The white boy had already rushed towards Hiroko, the sharp blades on his claws flashing with cold light.

"Get off here!" Kazuma roared angrily, grabbing the white-haired boy who jumped over his head and throwing him to the ground with a clang.

Then he continued to shout to Hiroko: "Go quickly! Go and evacuate the people in the square, just say there is a fire!"

"Eh? Eh?" Although Hiroko still looked confused, her body began to retreat.

At this time, Eita Mukai said: "Hiroko, don't listen to him, come here and do your uncle a favor."

Hiroko visibly hesitated.

On one side is a stranger whom I just met recently, and on the other side is the "big man" who has always been familiar with and gives orders to the adults. He is the most powerful elder in the village.

In the end, Hiroko chose to listen to Mukai's words. Although she had a frightened expression on her face, she still walked this way.

Kazuma used his last strength and could no longer suppress the white-haired boy.

——Damn it! Damn it!

As soon as the call came, I started typing until now...