Infinite Gentleman

"Teacher~"

"Mr. Mushan~"

"Teacher Mushan Harusheng~"

Just like I said before, surrounded by a hundred guys with the same looks and clothes, the feeling made Mushan Harusheng feel Alexander.

"Okay, OK, I just promised."

Under the strong pressure, Harubo Kiyama had to say so—then Misaka cheered in a voice that was completely emotional.

"Then, I will leave the whole thing to you, Mr. Harusheng Mushan~By the way, I will bring my sisters here from time to time~"

"What, this—"

"Well, it means literally."

Before Mushan Chunsheng wanted to catch the sincere question, Sincere had already turned and left like a rice eel: "You can use as many resources and manpower as you want. You can join whoever wants to join. In short, I just have to see. When you get the results, you can. Come on, Mr. Harusheng Mushan~"

After speaking, he instantly moved away at the fastest speed.

"This one--"

Mushan Chunsheng wanted to turn around and leave the warehouse to chase the battlefield back. But before that, she was once again surrounded by Misaka sisters.

"Misaka has a problem, Mr. Harubu Kiyama."

"What kind of experiment will Misaka participate in?"

"If possible, Misaka hopes that the experiment can be safer, at least not to sacrifice lives."

"How should Misaka's diet be solved?"

"Also, where Misaka lives."

"Misaka wants to see the target quickly, the battlefield is sincere."

"Speaking of the goal, is it true that Battlefield sincerely does not regard Misaka as hot weapons?"

Misaka rushed to ask various questions one by one, and soon overwhelmed Mushan Harusheng...

...

at the same time.

"Really, how did those Kihara guys make these top-quality products." Walking on the street, Battlefield couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that they have all known information about me. Enter it?

Am I such a bad person in that group of bastard eyesight? It's..."

Of course, complaining goes to complaining. In fact, if you really want to speak sincerely, he still likes these sisters a little bit more-if the guys from the Kihara family really cloned 20,000 real Misaka Mikoto, he would definitely be more than now. Headache ten thousand times.

That Bilibili, Battlefield has never seen a girl more troublesome than her. At least that's right for now.

It was like a curse.

Crow's mouth.

He thought about Misaka Mikoto in his heart, and finally met Misaka Mikoto at the next corner.

In addition to this there is a group of punks. This guy seems to have a natural physique that attracts bad boys. Almost every encounter is like this.

——So, turned his head.

The battlefield prepared to leave without hesitation.

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Chapter 6 Impossible, We

"……Ok?"

One thing, the battlefield may have been described incorrectly.

Misaka Mikoto is not a passive physique that is always in trouble. It's the physique of taking the initiative to look for things in fear that the world will not be chaotic.

Although I didn’t ask, Battlefield was able to guess that this guy must have nothing to do and scratch his head to find a group of bad plays. After hooking that group of guys like this, he took it to the alley. Her lv5 level superpower paralyzed them all. Then another: I did a good deed, don't thank me, so I went to the Commissioner for Discipline and Discipline to ask for credit.

Ah, ah. This feeling of fishing law enforcement is really true.

All in all, I sincerely feel that I shouldn't make irresponsible remarks about other people's hobbies, so I just assume that I haven't seen it here.

He thought so in his heart and turned around, so nothing happened. Today is another happy day for myself——

"Hey!"

However, it was seen.

Although Zhanchang Yuanzheng turned around and left quite quickly, Misaka Mikoto saw it. Then Bilibili said hello without a brain.

Hearing her voice, Battlefield didn't hesitate and didn't mean to look back at all, but accelerated his pace.

"It's Zhanchangyuan, Zhanchangyuan, right? Don't pretend that you haven't seen me!" Bilibili said this, and ran to the battlefield at a small pace.

Maybe it was because I had never encountered something like this before, and those bad things didn't react, letting Misaka Mikoto slip through the crowd.

"Hey, hello!"

She pulled the clothes of Zhanchangyuan in this way: "There is a weak girl struggling to suffer bad abuse over there! Why did she turn her head and run away?!"

"Weak girl?! Where is it?"

Since she was caught, there was no way. Battlefield Hara sighed, and then asked.

"I! Of course it's me!" The weak girl (official) said without embarrassment: "So what do you want to do in Battlefield? You are the boss of the Commissioner for Discipline, right? You are facing this kind of thing. Flinched at the time?"

"I should ask you this kind of question, right?" Sincerely said helplessly: "Every time I have to trouble us every time, and then I help myself, asking us to praise you for your appearance, you think How much trouble have you caused us?"

"What? I'm bothering you? It's obviously those bad guys who come to find fault——"

"——On this basis, the damage you have caused to houses, streets, and power supply systems has far exceeded the acceptable range." Zhanchangyuan said sincerely: "If you really want to help, you want to stand up. If you say such things with confidence, get rid of clearing the bill first."

"Eh-you kind of want a girl to pay the bill?"

When talking about this topic, Bilibili's tone obviously became less confident. Although still continuing to mess around. At the same time, the bad guys around seemed to react.

Just like the vast majority of punks. This group of guys made actions that were very suitable for small gangsters. Just happily with a ferocious expression, leaning towards the battlefield and Misaka Mikoto two people: