Zongman I fight weirdness in everyday world

Ye Xing waved his hand casually.

“It's about time. I'm going to sneakily devour your offerings then.”

Shikimiya Yan'an: "…Saying you're going to steal someone's offerings in front of them, isn't that a bit much?”

“I'm doing my best for your Shikimiya family. What's wrong with stealing a little bit of your offerings? Remember to put in a Crunch bar and room-temperature Pepsi.”

Upon hearing this, Shikimiya Kaguya couldn't help but frown slightly.

“Room-temperature Pepsi? Isn't that the thing you hate the most?”

“I'm giving it to your dad to punish him.”

Shikimiya Kaguya: "…I'm speechless."

Shikimiya Yan'an also looked emotional, as if implying something.

“Our Shikimiya family…perhaps soon, it will be called something else…”

Ye Xing didn't respond, just smiled at Shikimiya Kaguya.

“Then you should stay here and protect your father. Close the curtains and move his bed to a blind spot to prevent snipers.”

“Wait a moment.”

Seeing Shikimiya Kaguya grab his sleeve, Ye Xing teased with a smile.

“What? Are you worried about my safety?”

“No.”

Shikimiya Kaguya, after merging with Kaguya-hime, seemed to have returned to her Ice Kaguya mode, tucking her long hair behind her ear and pointing to her father, Shikimiya Yan'an's, hospital bed, and said calmly.

“I can't move it.”

“Oh right, I forgot you haven't gone through special training yet.”

Ye Xing replied casually, then walked to Shikimiya Yan'an's bed, squatted down directly, and, under Shikimiya Yan'an's shocked gaze, lifted the other party's body and bed together, as if lifting a thin wooden board, and walked to a blind spot where the hospital window couldn't see, before gently putting the other party down.

“Alright, I'm leaving.”

When Ye Xing walked to the door of the ward, he felt his sleeve being grabbed again, and couldn't help but turn his head, looking at Shikimiya Kaguya speechlessly.

“What, do you think it's unlucky for your dad to sleep backwards, and want me to turn his bed around?”

A faint blush appeared on Shikimiya Kaguya's pretty face, and she said softly.

“No…this time…I'm telling you to be careful, be careful, and come back early.”

“Don't worry.”

Ye Xing replied with a smile, and walked straight towards the corridor outside the ward, leaving a sentence that Shikimiya Yan'an felt was completely illogical, but inexplicably, sounded somewhat reasonable.

“How can mere firearms compare to my body that has been tempered a thousand times?”

…

When Ye Xing arrived in the corridor, he didn't see a single person.

This was a secret hospital specially built by the Shikimiya Conglomerate for Shikimiya Yan'an, Shikimiya Kouyou, and other high-ranking people. Not to mention other patients, even the existence of this hospital was top secret, and couldn't be found on online maps.

He wasn't in a hurry, just walked leisurely, as if talking to himself, and chuckled.

“What? Could it be that you only came to kill Shikimiya Yan'an, and didn't receive the order to kill me as well? That's really underestimating me.”

Listening to Ye Xing's footsteps coming closer and closer, without any concealment, the palms of the few black-suited bodyguards hiding in the fire escape were sweating.

Before carrying out this assassination mission, they had of course received a lot of intelligence and made full preparations.

They just didn't expect that Shikimiya Kaguya, the eldest daughter of the Shikimiya family, and the boy named Ye Xing by her side, would happen to come here by coincidence.

In the information provided by the client, there was only one sentence describing Ye Xing.

《Extremely dangerous, suspected of having the strength to eliminate dozens of fighters.》

And following that was a special instruction.

“He seems to have an unusual relationship with Yagami Souichirou, the head of the Kyoto Special Operations Group. Unless absolutely necessary, you must not attack him.”

Even though it involved this level of struggle, it was clear that the mastermind who issued the order this time couldn't even wait half a year and wanted to see Shikimiya Yan'an's death immediately, and still didn't want to involve the Kyoto Prefectural Police.

After all, the Kyoto Prefectural Police is different from the police departments in other cities. Because the frequency of bizarre incidents in Kyoto City is too high, Yagami Souichirou, as the hope in the hearts of the people, the reliance of the police department, and the hero of the police department, almost has absolute power in the Kyoto Prefectural Police.

His relationship with Ye Xing is extraordinary. He even personally went to watch the other party's high school school festival, and even sat in the front row.

The struggles between the Shikimiya family, the Shijou family, and other larger families have a set of their own rules. Although assassination is the most inferior of them, it is still within the scope of the rules, and the police generally don't care.

But if Ye Xing dies, or even if he is injured in this incident, and enrages Yagami Souichirou…

With the current power of that Special Operations Group leader, and the connections he had when he worked at the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, if he really started a major purge and brought the shady business of assassination to the table for investigation, it would be troublesome.

Because of this, the client issued the order that unless absolutely necessary, Ye Xing must not be harmed.

At this time, hearing the footsteps on the corridor getting closer and closer, without any concealment, these few black-suited bodyguards who had betrayed Shikimiya Yan'an couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Isn't…aren't you being a bit too arrogant?

Walking over so swaggeringly on a corridor that is empty and has no cover at all?

Do you really think guns are something to play around with?

“Control him.”

One of them gave a reasonable suggestion.

They didn't believe that facing the muzzles of their guns, that Ye Xing would dare to act rashly?

As long as they controlled the other party and prevented him from moving around, the others would kill Shikimiya Yan'an and complete the client's request.

Thinking of this, the few black-suited bodyguards immediately raised the guns in their hands and rushed out, only to find that the corridor in front of them was empty, and the sound of footsteps had disappeared as if it had never appeared.

“This…where did he go?”

Chapter 415 SERN's God-Making Project, Mai and Kazuka Under Public Opinion Attack

The bodyguards exchanged glances, standing blankly in the silent corridor. For some reason, a strange chill suddenly ran down their spines, as if they were being closely watched by something extremely terrifying, yet they couldn't find the source of that gaze.

In this deathly silence, they stood in place for nearly half a minute before suddenly hearing a voice from above, accompanied by the sensation of someone suddenly grabbing their shoulders.

"Are you looking for me?"

The moment they heard this voice, the expressions of the suited bodyguards changed simultaneously. One of them felt his neck being seized, his body lifted straight up into the air, while the others quickly distanced themselves, raising the guns in their hands.

When they saw Ye Xing lift a tall and burly adult man with just one hand, they couldn't help but reveal a hint of shock.

Now it seemed that the word "suspected" in the phrase "suspected of killing dozens of fighters"\n…

…could be removed.

This guy in front of them was not a normal human being at all.

"Let him go, or we'll shoot!"

Hearing the bodyguards' threatening words, Ye Xing simply shook his head dismissively.

"Then go ahead and shoot, I don't care."

After saying this, under the horrified gazes of the bodyguards, Ye Xing's right hand turned a ghastly white, and his fingernails became jet-black and sharp, like five sharp knives, slowly piercing into the bodyguard's crown.

The intense pain, far beyond the limits of human endurance, made the bodyguard completely forget the client's instructions. He let out a shrill scream, and driven by the instinct to survive, he raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at Ye Xing, pulling the trigger directly.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang…"

A series of gunshots rang out until the magazine was empty.

But the bodyguards standing in the distance discovered that Ye Xing was still standing there perfectly fine, not even swaying slightly from the impact of the bullets. Only the crisp sound of the bullet casings falling to the ground broke the silence.

"I already said…"

Ye Xing used his pale ghost hand to seize the bodyguard's soul and devour it. Then, he turned his head to look at the bodyguards, revealing a hint of a smile.

"How can mere bullets stand against my powerful body, forged through countless trials?"

The bodyguards were dumbfounded.

They knew that fighters were powerful beings, capable of punching through walls with their bare hands, lifting cars, or even killing several well-trained bodyguards single-handedly. They knew all these things, and had even witnessed them firsthand.

But blocking bullets with their bare bodies?

This was far beyond the scope of fighters, it was a psychic from legends…

Wait a minute…

Psychic?

The moment this thought sprouted in their minds, their vision was suddenly covered by black flames. The last sight in their lives was a pure black mask.

…

Five minutes later.

The originally pristine white walls of the hospital corridors had now turned into a bloody hell, stained red with blood.

"Is that all there is to it…"

Ye Xing stood in the hospital's first-floor lobby, looking at the corpses on the ground whose souls had been extracted. He simply shrugged dismissively, with even a hint of boredom in his eyes.

"Not psychics, not monsters possessed by evil spirits, not even fighters, just a bunch of ordinary people. How utterly boring."

"Boring?"

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Ye Xing turned his head and saw a middle-aged doctor in a white coat. Although his expression was normal, in this bloody scene, maintaining a normal expression seemed rather abnormal.

"It's you again."

"Again?"

"Of course it's again."

Ye Xing directly dispelled the "Mask's" disguise. In any case, besides Kaguya Shinomiya and Gan'an Shinomiya in the top-floor ward, and this middle-aged man dressed as a doctor in front of him, there were no other living people in the hospital.

"You were Makise Shoichi that time, the managerial staff member in Shuchiin a few days ago also had you inside their head, and it's you again this time. If I couldn't even discern this much, wouldn't I be too foolish?"

"As expected, you discovered it."

The middle-aged doctor smiled and slowly opened his mouth.

"That's right, the two people you saw before can indeed be considered the same person as me, in the strictest sense."

Just as Ye Xing said.

This middle-aged doctor, the female teacher in the Shuchiin incident, and the bartender in the Makise Shoichi incident, although their appearances were completely different, many subtle mannerisms were exactly the same, and even their personalities were no different.

There was only one explanation.

These three people were using the same memory, and their personalities were completely consistent.

"So you've come to see me again, wanting to be killed one more time? SERN's memory storage technology seems to have become so widespread that it can be wasted at will."

"You don't need to probe me, I've already prepared to die, but…"

The middle-aged doctor changed his tone and smiled.

"I want to talk to you. In that future world line, we never had the opportunity to talk."

Ye Xing returned a smile.

"Is it because you didn't dare to appear in front of me?"

"Yes."

The middle-aged doctor nodded without the slightest concealment, pointing to his head.

"Although we have developed the application technology of brain science, the technology of selectively preserving memories without destroying personality is still very costly. The moment it was invented, we came to this timeline to negotiate with you."

"Negotiate? How do you want to negotiate? How about this?"

Ye Xing's smile seemed very kind, but the words he spoke were very terrifying.

"All of you SERN members commit suicide in front of me, in exchange for me allowing you to choose your own way to die, so you can suffer less pain, how about it?"

"I can't agree to that request."

The middle-aged doctor shook his head, and then said something that Ye Xing didn't expect.

"In fact, shouldn't we… cooperate, rather than be enemies?"