Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

The sound of penetration and breaking is heard.

Just like Kyogre leaps into the Magikarp's fish pond, Groudon breaks into the Coal Turtle's lair.

The main entrance of the headquarters building, the highest power center in the Japanese magic world, was broken open in the most forceful way.

The orderly atmosphere was broken instantly.

The middle and lower-level staff were shocked and confused. Someone actually went to the Spell Alliance headquarters to cause trouble? Is the world crazy or am I crazy?

Those at the top who really hold the power have different expressions.

Some smiled bitterly, some panicked, some hid their faces, and some gloated.

"The worst has happened."

"Quick, contact the Rangers and ask them to cancel the operation quickly."

"We can't cancel it. If we cancel it, we will really be at the mercy of others. On the contrary, we must step up our efforts. He cares so much about the elves. We can use this as a bargaining chip to negotiate with him."

"That's right, we haven't lost yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another violent shaking, accompanied by a deafening explosion.

In an instant, a hole large enough to accommodate the Big Steel Snake and Gyarados opened in the ceiling of the conference room.

The boy with black hair and squinting eyes squatted half-crouched by the pit in a five-dimensional manner, and his joking voice was filled with a biting chill:

"Oh, you think so."

"Ming, Ming Ming..." The director in charge of supervision and special affairs tried to force a smile, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding... everything is a misunderstanding... It was the arbitrary action of Minister Ijuin. I and we didn't know it until now."

As soon as this statement came out, several people nearby quickly echoed:

"Yes, yes, we just found out too."

"It's all a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstand?"

Akari laughed angrily.

No, no, no.

I thought that as old men in the world of magic, you would have something to say, but I didn't expect that you would make such ridiculous remarks.

Are you, who are over 500 years old together, stupid, or am I stupid?

"Then let's try to understand the misunderstanding."

Needless to say, with a thought, Gardevoir's telekinesis came naturally and pushed everyone in the conference room to the ground, leaving only their heads free to move.

No one resisted.

The magic world, and even Japan as a whole, adheres to the principle of "elite supremacy", and those who can reach the top are at the lowest level.

The conference room itself represents the most elite group of combatants in the magic world, except for exceptions.

However, the super power system is too suppressive in reality. Under the same conditions, even Darkrai with a higher racial value cannot be so domineering.

Gardevoir was in a rage again. The more the enemy resisted, the greater the pressure he received.

As a result, there were several dents on the floor of the conference room, which were basically caused by the knee. You can imagine the condition of the knee itself.

One of the most suppressed directors saw that there was no hope of resistance and simply said with a pinched neck.

"Mr. Ijuin sent a special team to Akira's classmates and every elf. Are you not worried about them at all?"

"This...Southern Director, right? How do you want me to answer? If I answer that I'm not worried, will you use it to drive a wedge between my companions? If I answer that I'm worried, and then be blackmailed by you? Or should I be tougher and let everyone threaten each other? , they have lost one hair, so I will use transparent glue to wipe off ten of your hairs, see who is more ruthless, who is more miserable?"

Hearing Mingli's clear and comprehensive answer, the southern director had a vague premonition.

Could it be that a minor who is only sixteen years old has calculated all this?

When his attention was distracted for a moment, he found that Mingli had already arrived in front of him, still in a half-crouched posture, still looking down at him in a way that would be intolerable to the superior.

If it had been anyone else, he would have used all his strength, overtly and covertly, to defeat the other party, forcing him to beg for mercy and treat him like a dog.

Unfortunately, it cannot be replaced.

He also had to endure the humiliation of being photographed in the face by Mingli with his mobile phone: "Don't rush to give me the answer. You can think about it slowly. I have a lot of time anyway, so I'm not in a hurry to leave. Once you've confirmed the result, it's not too late to blackmail me again. After all, you have the The more chips you have, the more confident you will be in negotiations, what do you think? I almost forgot that it’s inconvenient for you, why don’t you tell me your contact information and I’ll ask for you?”

The southern director was silent.

Mingli didn't care. He stood up and waved his phone: "Same goes for you adults. Anyone you want to contact can tell me and I will contact you one by one. It doesn't matter if you call the police, ask for help, find media exposure, or find lobbyists. I promise to tell the truth. "

"..." Still no one answered.

"You don't want to say that? Then let's wait for the results slowly." Mingli scrolled through her phone calmly.

Five minutes later, Mingli received the first message on Line.

Sender: Yigu Youtai

Content: The high commissioner discovered the intruders, and had all subdued them, handing them over to Panda and Ji for interrogation.

After another two minutes, the second Line also arrived.

Sender: Zenyuan Maki

Content: We have reunited with the Ivy Snake and everything is going according to plan.

A third line was sent at the same time.

Sender: Ming Linmei

Content: We are here to take you home.

Mingli showed the received information to every senior executive in no hurry, walked around the conference room, and then returned to the southern director who was tough-talking and even harder-kneed: "It seems that all your arrangements have failed. Well, what are you going to do next?"

The ominous premonition became a reality, and the southern director's face turned pale. His wrinkled lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Don't be in a hurry, think about it slowly, it won't be too late to give me an answer when the person who comes to take me home arrives."

After speaking, Mingli casually found an empty seat, tapped his feet on the conference table without any image, leaned back comfortably on the soft leather seat, closed his eyes and rested.

A pair of green hands rested on both sides of his forehead, massaging him gently.

The young man raised his eyes and smiled, and the super girl who had long been accustomed to following him also smiled with narrowed eyes.

But behind that smile, the power of thought that enveloped the entire conference room did not weaken at all. Instead, it strengthened again. Even turning the head and moving the mouth became a luxury.

I can't let you disturb the master's rest.

For today, the master has stayed up late for several days in a row, just to take the bait of you bad guys with evil intentions.

At the same time, between the seals inside Tokyo High School.

Panda and Domineering Panda are on the left and right, each wielding a whip, with ferocious expressions, and their appearance has an inexplicable feeling of Deep♂Dark.

Let us get back the revenge that Dad (dad) suffered from being imprisoned and coerced in the past.

Dog Juanji sat firmly in the center, playing with all kinds of strange props in his hands. The curvature of the corners of his mouth actually made Kati Dog tremble a little.

This is the first time that the sunny and cheerful Kati dog knows that his little master has such a "terrible" side.

It is true that Inumaki Tsubasa is the best-tempered and well-behaved one at Tokyo High School, but don't forget that he is also a student of Gojo Satoru, and the "Crazy Batch" meme flows in his bones.

Spell: "Transparent glue sticks to hair and makes you bald."

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