Ms. Quan, who is male

By the time Zhongyuan Zhongya realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

He was sleeping soundly just now, but suddenly he heard a loud and harsh sound of metal falling from the entrance, like a heavy gong ringing in people's ears. He woke up suddenly, his eyes widened, and his heart was beating like a drum.

"Dong dong" jumps straight.

Then, he turned into an afterimage and disappeared on the sofa in the blink of an eye.

"Quan, how... Quan?!"

When he arrived, a short knife had been inserted into Quan's chest. The blade was deeply embedded in his thin chest, leaving only the handle outside.

As soon as the murderer wearing a delivery boy's uniform saw him, he turned around and wanted to run away.

"Where to run?!"

Zhongyuan Zhongye became furious and crushed the floor with his foot, sending smoke and dust everywhere.

The gravel controlled by gravity cut through the dust like a bullet, pierced the air, accurately hit the murderer's hands and feet, and nailed him to the wall.

After controlling the murderer, Nakahara Chuuya ran to Quan and prepared to check on his condition.

However, just when he was only an arm's length away from Quan, Quan, who had his head lowered and his face obscured by hanging black hair, suddenly raised his head.

His eyes were wide open and his expression was dull, as if he was still stuck at the moment he was seriously injured.

Change happens in an instant.

The originally clean and gentle black eyes were stained red, and the pupils disappeared, replaced by one, two, or three magatama... Magatama was like a living thing, spinning in the scarlet eyes.

The magatama rotated faster and faster, almost in line, and perfectly closed into a circle. Finally, at a certain moment, the black circle gathered towards the center, and suddenly a mysterious and strange five-flowered flower bloomed.

petal flower.

Zhongyuan Zhongya was shocked when he saw it, and subconsciously stopped approaching the spring.

Before he could think more, Quan's body burst into a layer of white flames, and a skeletal arm as tall as two people outlined its shape bit by bit, and finally materialized in the flames.

That is to say, the ceiling of Zhongyuan Zhongye's house is high, otherwise once this thing appears, the entire roof can be demolished with just a few moves.

The skeleton arm is no different from a human hand, with flexible fingers, great strength, and amazing strength.

Zhongyuan Zhong was stunned for a moment, then slapped the murderer into the wall with his hand!

With a "boom", the entire wall was penetrated. The murderer who was originally nailed to the wall by the gravity bullet didn't even have time to scream. He lost his breath in an instant and fell bloody and bloody on the ground.

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After the murderer died, the skeletal arm did not stop. It wreaked havoc on everything in front of it until it opened a path large enough for it to pass, and then it stopped.

At this time, two lines of blood and tears suddenly flowed from the expressionless spring eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhongya, who had been unresponsive, was mentally shaken.

"Quan! Quan!"

However, Quan acted as if he couldn't hear her and was completely indifferent. He didn't even look at her.

Zhongyuan Zhongya was about to step forward, but the skeleton arm regarded him as an enemy, turned around, and punched him unceremoniously!

Of course, this attack failed. Nakahara Chuuya activated his supernatural ability, floated in the air, and retreated to a safe distance.

And he also discovered that as long as he had no idea of ​​getting close, the arm would not actively attack him. It was like a loyal guardian, carefully protecting its owner.

But……

Zhongyuan Zhongya looked at the knife on Quan's chest and frowned hard.

If you don't pull out the knife, it won't cause heavy bleeding for the time being, but the blade is inserted in an awkward position and the time must not be delayed for too long.

He quickly called the hospital under the Hong Kong gang name and asked them to prepare first aid.

Then he fell from the air and spread his hands to show that he had no hostility.

"Quan." He tentatively approached slowly, "It's safe now. I'll take you to the hospital, okay?"

Quan turned a deaf ear and had no expression on his face, as if his spirit had left and what was left here was just an empty shell.

No matter what Zhongyuan Zhongya said, he even used "salary" and "grandpa" to stimulate him in an attempt to regain his consciousness, but none of these had any effect.

Whenever Zhongyuan Zhongya steps on the safety line drawn by the skeleton arm, the latter will attack him without hesitation, giving him no chance to get close.

Nakahara Chuuya was not very patient to begin with, and Izumi's treatment time could not be delayed. After trying three times in a row and failing to regain Izumi's consciousness, he decided to make a quick decision and directly knocked the person unconscious and took him away.

After crossing the "warning line" again, he faced the attack of the skeleton arm. He did not dodge or dodge, and gravity increased his body, and he forcefully caught the punch of the skeleton arm that could penetrate the entire wall.

The powerful impact caused the surrounding ground to deeply dent, and deep or shallow ravines and cracks opened outward.

Fortunately, Zhongyuan Zhongye's family is a single-family house, so as long as they don't make trouble outside, they will be fine no matter how much trouble they make.

It's just that the movement of demolishing houses is a bit loud.

After Zhongyuan Zhongya caught the punch, he used gravity control through contact to suppress the skeleton arm to the ground so that it could no longer move.

There was no obstacle, and this time he came to Quan smoothly.

But what he never expected was that white flames rose from Quan's body again, and another skeletal arm appeared.

That hand held Zhongyuan Zhongya in his palm, and gradually closed it, as if he would not give up until he was crushed to death.

"hateful!"

Zhongyuan Zhongya was not too worried about his situation. As long as he could touch it, he could control the gravity of this thing. Therefore, this arm was easily suppressed by him.

However, he still failed to reach Quan.

Because a rib-like skeleton appeared around Quan, and there was a white transparent barrier covering the outside, which firmly protected him inside and isolated the Central Plains from the outside.

Arms, ribs...could this thing be able to embody an entire giant?!

After this somewhat ridiculous idea appeared in his mind, Zhongyuan Zhongya couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

Judging from the bleeding from Quan's eyes, the use of this ability should have certain side effects for him. Therefore, Zhongyuanzhong does not dare to do anything to this thing rashly. If it is destroyed, what will happen to Quan himself?

Therefore, he stood outside the skeleton, banging on the outermost barrier like a door, and kept shouting Quan's name.

"spring!!!"

Suddenly, Quan's body shook visibly, his neck turned stiffly and slowly, and he looked towards him.

Zhongyuan Zhongya was quite happy to see that he had responded. But at this time, the two skeleton arms controlled by his gravity disappeared. After breaking free from his shackles, they condensed out of the white flames again.

!

He was shocked and wondered for a moment, could it be that this thing was not under Quan's control and would only act according to the set program?

Surprised, he didn't feel panic. After all, if he could control it once, he would naturally be able to control it the second time.

But this time it wasn't his turn to take action, because Quan's consciousness returned.

When he saw Zhongyuan Zhongya, his mouth moved, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out of his throat. However, Zhongyuan Zhongya was close, and he could tell from the shape of his mouth that he was talking.

:Chuya...

"!" Nakahara Chuuya's eyes suddenly widened.

Quan's consciousness didn't last long. Soon, he closed his eyes and fell down weakly.

The skeletal arm that had been blocking Nakahara Chuya from approaching, and the rib cage that stood between the two of them, suddenly disappeared into the air as quietly as if they were blown away by a gust of wind.

Nakahara Chuuya stepped forward and caught the fallen Izumi with quick eyes and hands. The moment he touched it, he also used his supernatural power as a buffer, and his movements were gentle, so that he did not suffer secondary damage.

Take a look at the knife on Quan's chest, and then look at the blood marks on his face. For a moment, Nakahara Chuya had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know how to describe his feelings at all.

When Mori Ogai learned about this, Izumi had already been pushed into the emergency room.

"So, he does have supernatural powers, but he just lost his memory and didn't know it." After listening to Nakahara Chuuya's description, Mori Ogai came to this conclusion, "The blade stabbed into the chest at the same position as the one he was injured before he lost his memory.

The place is close. Therefore, it is probably because similar experiences and pain stimulated the brain, the body produced a stress response, and subconsciously used supernatural powers to protect itself."

"I think so too." Zhongyuan Zhongya said solemnly.

"And you said before that he didn't respond to your calls for a while before he regained consciousness?"

"Yes."

"Hmm... I guess it's possible that his brain received huge and complex information in a short period of time, which made it unable to process the information, so it temporarily blocked the input of external information."

Hearing what he said, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought of a possibility.

"Could it be that……?!"

"Yes, that's right. I guess it's possible that part of his memory has been restored...maybe, all of it."

After hanging up the phone, Nakahara Chuya returned to the waiting area outside the emergency room.

The subordinate saw him and said: "This operation will take a long time. You didn't sleep last night, otherwise you should go back first..."

Zhongyuan Zhongya waved his hand to interrupt him, and then sat on the chair without saying a word.

Seeing this, his subordinates stopped talking and waited quietly with him outside.

At this moment, in the emergency room.

The doctors and nurses were busy preparing for the next operation. But what was unexpected was that at this time, Quan, who was supposed to be in a coma, actually woke up.

The nurse preparing things nearby noticed it and said in surprise: "Anesthesia..."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

Others who turned around after hearing the noise were caught in the attack. They all seemed to have seen nothing, and seemed to have forgotten about it. They put aside the matter of Quan waking up and continued busy with their own preparations.

The only doctor who didn't look back just now put down what he was holding and walked quickly to Quan's side.

When he leaned down, Quan, who was extremely sensitive to spices, could even distinguish the faint black fragrance coming from his body from the smell of disinfectant water that filled the room.

"Are you okay?" he asked with concern.

Quan: "It hurts so much."

"Sigh. Although I am following your instructions, if things go off track, I need to help you retrieve your memory in advance. But that idiot was a bit harsh, so please forgive me." Although he apologized, there was something in his tone.

There was no apology at all, more like excitement - Wei Quan looked so weak.

Quan closed his eyes and said nothing.

The man continued to mutter unwillingly: "I'm so sorry to meet you in such an unromantic place. But there is no way. Once you leave this operating room, you will probably be closely guarded by the port mafia."

Get up, so I can only choose to report to you here."

"Useless thing." Quan opened his eyes and said weakly and coldly, "If I had the strength, I would give you two slaps right now."

Instead of being angry, the man covered his face and chuckled twice, with undisguised excitement and excitement in his tone: "Does that mean you can do whatever I want now?"

Quan remained unmoved, his scarlet eyes filled with indifference.

"The dog is disobedient. If I'm happy, I might even try to train it myself. But if I'm not happy..."

As he said that, the doctors and nurses who had been fooled by his Sharingan illusion before all looked over.

Their eyes were red, and the needle tips and scalpels in their hands emitted a chilling cold light under the illumination of the light.

"Some people will kill you for me."