Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

"I say you....."

The mobile phone called the emergency number, and the driver spoke to the doll as if complaining.

At this moment, he still felt that the person lying on the ground was just an idiot wearing a doll costume and walking without looking at the road.

"Bang!"

A dull crash sounded.

A little bit of warmth splashed onto Kitahara Haruki's face.

Hesitantly, he raised his hand and wiped it.

The scarlet color caught Kitahara Haruki's sight.

"It's... blood."

Staring blankly at the warm blood on his palm for a few seconds, Kitahara Haruki raised his head.

A big face with an exaggerated smile was sticking to a position less than one meter in front of his eyes.

From Kitahara Haruki's point of view, you can just see a pair of feet lying in a pool of blood.

And a broken arm not far away.

The relaxed and cheerful song in my ears still rang non-stop.

Chapter 162 Who are you!

Looking at the big face in front of him, Kitahara Haruki opened his mouth.

But he found himself unable to make a sound.

The huge doll suit didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill Haruki Kitahara, but looked at him with interest.

From a perspective that is difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye, there is something in Kitahara Haruki's body that is continuously inhaled into the mouth of the doll suit.

This may also be the reason why many monsters like to torture humans.

With his mouth wide open, Kitahara Haruki suddenly reacted.

Stiff legs turned with some comical steps, then strode to escape.

A lot of cold sweat on the forehead mixed with the blood that had been stained earlier slipped down the sides of the cheeks and dripped into the collar.

'So sad. ’

Haruki Kitahara felt very uncomfortable when she felt the clothes sticking to her back after being wet with sweat.

But there is no time to think so much now.

Kitahara Haruki, who was running all the way, restrained his desire to turn back. He was afraid that as soon as he turned around, he would find the doll behind him.

But in fact the doll never left the truck.

Just quietly looking at Haruki Kitahara.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

Because of the usual less exercise, coupled with chaotic breathing.

Kitahara Haruki felt that his physical strength was rapidly declining before he ran too far.

Bending down, he kept running forward in a very ugly but slightly more comfortable position.

But running and running, Kitahara Haruki found something wrong.

Originally standing on two feet, he did not know when he became standing on all fours like an animal.

The strange song sounded again, and the doll holding the fire ring was standing not far in front of Haruki Kitahara.

It excitedly waved the ring of fire in its hand, signaling Kitahara Haruki to hurry up.

The dizzy Kitahara Haruki realized the problem, but his body was very obedient and stumbled towards the fire ring.

However, how could such a thing as a fire ring be done by an ordinary high school student.

Not to mention Haruki Kitahara's now twisted posture on all fours.

Not surprisingly, he failed.

"Ahhhh!"

Kitahara Haruki, who rolled to the ground, let out a painful howl.

He finally woke up after being burned by the flames.

The school uniform, which was covered in dust and a mixture of blood and sweat, ignited a bright flame, but it did not warm Haruki Kitahara.

Instead, he suffocated.

The doll standing on the side clapped his hands excitedly with the rhythm of the song, as if he was watching a performance.

This eerie scene makes me shudder.

Haruki Kitahara, who was screaming in pain, did not notice that there was a little noise in the song that had been playing.

It was as if someone was moving.

"shot."

In the darkness, a young male voice suddenly came.

Afterwards, a large number of projectiles were fired with the trigger pulled, and the tongues of flames spit out recklessly illuminated the surrounding darkness.

A group of armed men dressed in black combat uniforms and armed with special firearms surrounded the doll suit and Haruki Kitahara.

The unresponsive doll was hit by a large number of bullets.

Kitahara Haruki, who was lying on the ground, struggled to raise his head to see what happened.

"laugh-"

There was a sound similar to a tire deflating from the corner of the street, and a telescoping and precise sleeve caught Haruki Kitahara's ankle, and then dragged it away from the doll's side.

"You are?"

Kitahara Haruki, who was dragged all the way, felt pain all over her body.

It feels no different than being towed by a car.

"keep quiet."

The soldiers of the task force who were also wearing combat uniforms whispered, and then grabbed Haruki Kitahara by the collar and took him away.

The doll who noticed the movement behind immediately became furious and wanted to catch up.

It made him feel very angry that the toy he was looking for was just taken away.

When it turned around and prepared to pursue, the special fighters behind it stopped firing in unison, as if they had received an order.

The doll didn't think too much about it, it just wanted to shred that **** **** to pieces now.

"good evening."

A teenager wearing the same combat uniform as those bugs suddenly appeared in front of the doll, holding something similar to a belt in his hand.

"do you know."

The boy casually put on the belt and said:

"I was going to go home and sleep!"

"Amazon!"

A storm suddenly rolled up, and the high temperature air flow directly lifted the doll out.

The scarlet armor seemed to glow faintly in the dark.

Luo Zhen under the mask looked at the guy who made him work overtime, and his face was quite bad.

There was a blond worker who didn't want to work overtime once said that overtime is shit.

Of course, this was just what Luo Zhen said casually, and he didn't know if the migrant worker said this.

If he didn't say it, it's supposed to be said by a certain Xun brother.

"The next picture will be very bloody, children don't watch it."

Clenching his fists, Luo Zhen said in a gloomy tone.

As he said, the subsequent paintings are full of **** violence, which cannot be broadcast normally.

"Investigator Luo Zhen, it has been dealt with."

Five minutes later, the ravaged, impersonal dolls were packed into boxes by a group of task force soldiers.

The task force in charge of packing the box seemed to see a hint of relief in the other's eyes.

'Illusion. ’

With that in mind, the task force shoved the doll into the box and locked it discreetly.

This kind of thing can't make it appear in the eyes of the public.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Luo Zhen, who had not contacted the transformation until this moment, nodded to the team leader.

He is obviously the captain of the task force, why is Yinshi so unreliable?

Thinking of Yin Shi's recent performance of consuming sugar frantically and then being forced by the doctor to give up sweets for a week, Luo Zhen felt that he should not pull Yin Shi in.

"Hey, who are you guys?"

Turning his head, the embarrassed Kitahara Haruki asked in disbelief.

Others didn't say it, but he still remembered Luo Zhen's face.

In the morning, he looked indifferent, and now he is very easy-going.

"Just a passing Kamen Rider."

After thinking about it, Luo Zhen borrowed the lines of a certain robber without any psychological burden.

"Who cares! Don't you have to explain to me?!"

Kitahara Haruki stepped forward and questioned very excitedly, as if Luo Zhen and the others had done something wrong to him.

Although it was because of the emotional excitement that happened tonight, it still made Luo Zhen very unhappy.

When you face monsters, you look like you are going to die, but when you face us who have cleaned up the monsters, you look like we owe you.

"Explain? Okay."

After thinking for two seconds, Luo Zhen said with a smile.

Then, without waiting for Kitahara Haruki to ask a question, he just punched up and hit the front door.

"Add a Class-A amnestic to him, physical."

"OK."

Looking at the fainted Kitahara Haruki, the task force responded very calmly.

This young man is so pitiful, he was actually stunned by the containment.

Chapter 163 is very energetic!

Early the next morning, Luo Zhen came to the classroom as usual.

Some students have already arrived in the classroom, and their mouths always have endless topics to talk about.

Among them was a car accident in the western suburbs last night.

In fact, things like car accidents are very common, but last night's car accident received special attention because the victim's death was very tragic.

The most outrageous thing is that the car that hits the person is hit by the person.

The details are said to be still under investigation.

"Morning, classmate Luo Zhen."

Kono Sakura, who was yawning, sat down and said.