Illimitable Until Death

Heroes' Association headquarters, underground space.

This is a space for shelter in the event of a large-scale disaster in City A.

One of the walkers moved here and into this vast space.

Front, far opposite the Honey Mask.

A look is always calm.

An attitude is incredible.

“Miss Silvia...”

As an escort, Cicci was constantly wiping sweat from her face with a handkerchief and making unknown confirmations to Sylvia next door.

“Really... don't you have to stop them? ”

With regard to the sudden decision by Fang Li and Honey Mask to confront each other, Siqi had already briefed many of the Commission's cadres, making them a mess of porridge.

If that's okay, the cadres are definitely trying to stop this.

Not for anything else, just because both sides are unpleasant beings.

Behind the square lies the world-class gookie.

The Honey Mask itself is a popular idol.

Both were recruited by the Association of Heroes in order to gain popular recognition and solicit donations. As advisers to the Commission, they had the voice and decisiveness to manage the Association.

People like that, no matter what happens on either side, the Heroes' Society is affected.

How can this keep the cadres of the Heroes' Association from turning into a pot of porridge?

The cadres can only be happy now that Sylvia is not on the field, but in the square.

If Sylvia were to play, the cadres would surely come forward to stop it, even if they were offended by the Honey Mask.

After all, Sylvia is the world's number one visibility compared to almost being the number one sweetheart mask in the country.

Now that Sylvia has decided to join the Heroes' Association, the effect can be almost non itchy, even if the Honey Mask is excused.

It's not Sylvia, it's Fang Li.

This left the Commission's cadres uncertain at once, whether or not to stop it.

That's why Sylvia can only be confirmed over and over again.

“Though Mr. Fong Li is recognized as a Class A hero, the Honey Mask is ranked No. 1 in Class A and is not in itself unable to advance to Class S, but deliberately stays in this position. ”

Cicchi could only sweat his head and speak to Sylvia as she could not help herself.

“What if one of them accidentally hurt Mr. Fong Li with a sweetheart mask? ”

In other words, Cicci doesn't think Square can beat Sweetheart Mask.

It's not because of the power in the underestimate, but because Cicci knows more about the sweetheart mask than he does about nothing.

In that case, it would be natural to have such an idea.

But Sylvia didn't answer, just watched quietly.

Unlike the Association of Heroes, which considers only the effects and consequences of this battle, Sylvia knows that the immediate conflict between the two men is inevitable.

The reason is no, it's just because the two people are very different.

What's pure in the square is a look at the sweetheart mask.

I can't help it.

A man, paranoid, is not impossible, but paranoid to his head, and wants to teach him with this paranoia, there is no reason to let the other party do it.

This sweetheart mask is so self-righteous, no one will see it right.

As for the sweetheart mask, it's even more intolerable.

In the eyes of this popular idol, there is no sense of justice, only power, presumably no different from the outward path?

In other words, for each other, the square is evil.

Since it is evil, it must be eradicated.

That's all.

To think of it, sweetheart, the mask stuck her hand in her pocket, closing her eyes like she was defenseless, laughing.

“Fang Lijun, you know what our duel means, right? ”

Sweetheart, masked words, in exchange for a somewhat apathetic answer.

“Don't you just want to tell me that you don't agree with me and won't allow me to go up to S-level, so if I insist on becoming an S-level hero, then I have to beat you? ”

That's right.

This is what it means to confront an outsider who looks like there's been a conflict between Square and Sweetheart Mask, and therefore intends to address it with violence.

“Now that you know it, it's easier for me.” Sweetheart, the mask opens its eyes, looks in the square, expands its hands, smiles in the square: “The reason I stay in position A 1 is to keep the weak mutton from climbing up. If the world's highest glory is guarded and the S-class heroes are a bunch of self-proclaimed heroes, even evil can't be eradicated, it's just throwing away the face of the hero, how can justice be done? ”

“The so-called hero should be a magnificent and powerful being that can indeed be eradicated in the face of any evil, and who can be defeated by evil is not worthy to be called a hero at all. ”

Sweetheart, the mask points to the square, so declare.

“You want to be a hero, right? ”

“Then let me see how capable you are to do justice! ”

The emotions in the eyes of such a proclaimed sweetheart mask are nothing else.

Exactly cold.

“Huh!”

The next second, the Honey Mask disappears.

“Whoo!”

Like a gust of wind, the sweetheart mask appeared in front of the square.

Spin, punch.

“Boom --! ”

With the burst of air, the punch in the face of the sweetheart fell on the cheek of the square, like a shell.

That punch not only caused a heavy impact, but also made the airflow seem like a riot, two people centered, swept up and blew around.

Both speed and power are well deserved in the third level.

You can even feel it by your cheek, and the prick that falls on it brings a sharp energy.

Without the protective capability of the battle suit, perhaps the cheeks in the square have been cut and a wound has appeared.

However, in this regard, the party stood motionless and only watched calmly the sweetheart mask in front of him.

“Huh...”

Sweetheart, the mask is holding a punch, a word of surprise and irony.

“This is just a greeting, Fang Lijun, are you trying to tell me you can't see? ”

Slight laughter and disappointment spread through vast spaces.

Of course I heard it.

Still indifferent.

No, no, no.

It should not be said that it is indifferent.

Because the way you look at the sweetheart mask has changed.

Become extremely merciful.

Then, the square opens up like this.

“Stupid. ”

After leaving such a review, the convenience is to turn around and go straight away.

“You...! ”

Sweetheart, the smile on the face of the mask suddenly tasted different.

But, sweetheart, the mask also found something wrong.

“Knife?”

Yes, it is.

In the hand of the departing square, I don't know when I grabbed a pure white knife two meters long.

There was no sheath on the knife, but it smelled bloody.

In the moment of awareness, sweetheart, the mask found out.

Very painful, coming from the body.

“Pfft! ”

After the tearing of the flesh, it sounded like a sensation.