I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Hey, two of them. Do you think that you can mess around with you because of your identity as a spirit remover? I don't have time to accompany you. I'm sorry, I borrowed..."

Mochizuki twitched his lips, ignored Kengo Yamada, and passed by directly, squeezing into the crack of the door.

"Damn it... good... such a strong power..."

When he collided with the opponent's shoulder, Yamada Kengo, who had always been tall and proud of his muscles, hit the side as if he had been rubbed by a truck.

"Hugh...Don't want to go in..."

Yamada Kengo stretched out his hand and grabbed Mochizuki's shoulder.

"Stop, this is still a restricted area of ​​our Metropolitan Police Department before the handover, one step further, don't blame us for being impolite..."

Seeing that Yamada was at a disadvantage, the ninth class agents on the side stretched out their hands and put on pistols around their waists, and without cowardice, they stood in a stalemate with the disaster prevention mobile team that was several times larger than them.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome, I thought I could get off work early and enjoy the long-lost Japanese nightlife..."

Mochizuki turned his head, rolled up his cuffs, an uncomfortable grin appeared at the corner of his mouth.

As the situation was about to erupt, a strong wave of resentment came from the apartment in front of Tibet behind everyone.

The siren in the guard room rang suddenly.

The expressions of Yamada Kengo, Tori Mayumi, and Mochizuki changed.

"'Gap' appeared! Report it immediately..."

Several Class Nine agents ignored the others, and immediately rushed back to the equipment in the guard room to check.

Through the monitors in front of them, it was possible to see that a huge gap that was dark and deep and could not see the internal situation was slowly cracking open in the center of the apartment parking lot.

"...According to the preliminary judgment of the size, the gap level is around [two], start the formation according to the response criteria, and request support!"

After the Meng Lan Bon Festival, the "gap" that appeared from time to time near the Tibetan apartment, as the space self-repaired, the scope of activities gradually narrowed to the parking lot of the Tibetan apartment.

According to statistics, the larger the size of the "gap", the stronger the ghosts that may appear in it.

This is why the ninth lesson strictly guards the apartment in front of Tibet, and the Association of Soul Eliminators also arranged for the Soul Eliminator to come and take turns.

"boom!"

Just when the agent reported, a huge human-shaped leg with thick curly hair surrounded by three people, stretched out from the gap, and stepped on a huge depression on the concrete floor with one foot...

The ground around the entire apartment in front of Tibet shook like an earthquake.

Immediately, a male giant nearly six meters tall, naked and wrapped in leaves between his legs, crawled out of the gap and stood in the center of the apartment parking lot.

Through the spirit detective goggles, one can see that the strong and substantial resentment is wrapped around the giant's body.

"Features are being read..."

"Judging from the appearance and the fluctuation of resentment, the coincidence rate with the image of "Yamao" in the record is as high as 73%! Expected level...two..."

In the guard room, the ninth class agent is broadcasting data loudly.

Yamao is said to be a giant race that lived in various parts of Japan in ancient times and liked to devour humans.

To this day, there are still legends like mountain giant, adult Yagoro, mountain girl, mountain grandma, etc., and the remains of their activities and the shrines where they were worshipped are still circulated.

From some historical records, we know that they have maintained a friendly relationship with humans and taught primitive humans how to hunt and cultivate fields.

However, this does not include the mountain man who turned into a resentful spirit...

"Strike formation II, line up, tentative volley!"

Following the tidy slogan, several members of the disaster prevention mobile team swarmed into the crack of the door and placed a siege on the outside of the parking lot. The automatic rifles in their hands began to shoot frantically.

"The psychic bullet is valid, and the entity-type wraith confirms..."

As Na Shan Nan's resentful spirit was ripped apart in the rain of bullets, a member of the Disaster Prevention Mobile Team immediately conducted a detailed analysis in the rear.

"The target has a biological weakness... the lower body is too hard... the focus is on the face..."

On weekdays, several class ninth agents who call themselves "elite" looked at each other's latest full-covering spirit detective goggles, fully automatic firearms, and large-caliber spirit force bullets, and they suddenly paled in comparison.

"Hey, where did these guys come from... this is not a joke..."

The uniform actions, precise marksmanship, and self-erasing cooperation of these team members show that not only the equipment, but also the combat literacy, are very different from the ninth lesson.

In the rain of bullets, the flames of spiritual power bullets constantly erupted on the surface of the mountain male resentful spirit body, creating tearing wounds on his spirit body.

"Roar!!!"

Following the thunderous roar, the muscles and muscles of the mountain male resentful spirit suddenly engorged with blood. From the grass between his legs, a giant stick suddenly popped out like a siege hammer, sweeping the hitting bullets to the ground...

"Good... so strong..."

Seeing that mountain male resentful spirit shakes the elephant-nosed "third leg" in the leaves at his waist, and shoots off all the oncoming bullets, Yamada Kengo showed a weird expression.

"I, I came directly after my club activities, and only brought some talisman paper..."

The bird Yu Mayumi on the side turned his face to the side and said with a timid expression.

If it is not necessary, she would never want to use Ling Ling Wing Chun to remove this type of resentful spirit.

"It's okay, leave it to me, I haven't been idle this month..."

Yamada Kengo solemnly pressed the chronograph on his wrist, took out a black pet collar and began to tie it around his neck.

The collar of a grudge, a dog with a human face.

"After leading the Kendo club to the Nippori Sports University camp and returning from a camp, I have been completely reborn!"

After a certain overuse of this object led to a prolonged "canineization" and a series of indescribable events, he must now strictly limit the wearing time each time.

"The data collection is complete, apply temporary plan B, and go to the'big baby'!"

Just when Yamada Kengo fastened his collar and turned into "Dark Kengo", several team members had already carried a dark, thick, long, round-tailed gun from outside the door and placed it directly on the ground.

Gatling gun.

"Da da da da..."

As the barrel rotates and the bullet shell clangs to the ground, the mountain man's resentful spirit wailes, crashing to the ground amidst the dense bullets, turning into scattered pieces of flesh, and the original fierce "third leg" also Only a small piece of pits remained.

"At the end of the battle, keep firepower alert, personnel battle damage 0, prepare to clean the battlefield."

"Hmph, see, this is the difference between'professionals' and'laymen', and the difference between'military' and'police'."

Raising his hand to stop the gunfire, Mochizuki inserted his pocket with one hand, as if walking on a stage surrounded by dry ice, and walked to the mountain man resentful spirit that was filled with gunpowder and was dissipating into resentment.

Until this moment, Yamada Kengo had just walked to the door...

"This, it has been resolved without the need for the spirit remover to take action?"

It is not difficult for him to solve this level of resentment, but this disaster prevention mobile team has just shot all uninspired soldiers, but they can solve it cleanly, and the meaning is completely different.

No wonder, these guys have the confidence to come over to take over the apartment in front of Tibet.

At the same time, a breeze blew by, curling up the resentment remaining on the ground, and lingering on the pile of meat left by Shan Nan.

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