Yiren's non-human chat group

Chapter 166
"Naphthalene~, Yazi, do you feel that it is extraordinarily cold today?"

Walking well, Shizuko who was chatting and laughing with the girl called Yazi suddenly trembled all over, only feeling a gust of dark wind as if consciously, madness poured into her clothes from her neckline, making her let out a cry Uncomfortable exclamation.

It's just that Jingzi herself had no choice but to press the schoolbag in her hand against her chest.

I want to stop the invasion of these strange winds in this way.

Yazi on the side didn't feel this way, and the flat neckline didn't give the evil wind any room to show its power.

"Cold? Is there? It's Shizuko, you're in poor health, I've already said, you shouldn't be in the classroom every day, it would be nice to exercise more like me, Hora..."

Looking at the little faces beside her, the leather bag in her arms and her body form a 75-degree angle, and the soft flesh is pressed down by Jingzi, Yazi has a smug smile on her face, and a pair of slender and powerful thighs are stretched out , the soles of the feet lightly tap the ground, a few steps, a few jumps, and a few laps around the girl named Jingzi, and finally stood in front of Jingzi and walked backwards, with a proud look, as if saying .

"Look at how good I am."

"Let me just say, Shizuko, you still have to exercise hard..."

"Crack~"

But just after taking two steps, Yazi bumped into something unknown on his back.

Yazi feels like a human being, because it doesn't look like a car, a wall or a street lamp.

But it doesn't look like a human being, because it feels a little heavy when it hits it, and it doesn't even shake.

"Smi Masay~"

But although it felt a little wrong, Yazi still jumped up quickly, jumped to the side, and quickly bowed and apologized.

But after bowing and raising his head, Yazi realized that in front of him was a tall man about 1.8 meters five in casual clothes.

The other party turned his back to her, the back half of his body was illuminated by the light, the front half of his body was hidden in the darkness, and he was motionless, looking extremely weird.

"Ah Nuo? Simmasai."

Jingzi on the side also seemed to feel something was wrong, and couldn't help but feel a little bad feeling in her heart. She couldn't help taking a half step back, thinking of those people who committed suicide around the school that Yazi mentioned before, and the "faceless man" "s legend.

And just as the two of them called, the person who was motionless in front of them moved.

I saw him turn around slowly under the light of the street lamp. In the alternating position of light and darkness, neither Shizuko nor Ako could see the other person's face clearly.

In this atmosphere of a certain name, the two female high school students, Shizuko and Ako, couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"It's okay, I'm okay, you're okay."

Turning around was a big handsome guy with a strong body.

As soon as Yazi saw this handsome guy, his eyes lit up immediately, but he didn't feel embarrassed to be too enthusiastic, so he just bowed his head and apologized.

But Jingzi on the side didn't come forward. Because she is good at painting, Jingzi is extremely sensitive to the movement of facial muscles. Looking at the "handsome guy" in front of her for some reason, Jingzi always feels that the expression of the guy in front of her seems a bit uncomfortable. nature.

But where there is a problem, Shizuko can't see it.

But Jingzi's worries were quickly put down, because the two of them soon separated from the man.

And as they walked, the surrounding noise gradually returned, sparse crowds and gorgeous neon lights appeared slowly, and the surrounding roads were illuminated again.

"Na~, Jingzi, aren't you interested in such a handsome guy? You didn't even want to say a word just now."

On this occasion, the two girls fully recovered their former vivacity and started chatting.

Hearing Yazi's words, the girl named Jingzi didn't have any other expressions on her face, she just shook her head and said:

"I just don't feel right."

"What's wrong?"

Hearing Jingzi's answer, Yazi also seemed a little strange.

"The mask in his hand makes me feel something is wrong..."

"Mask? Is there any?"

Regarding the mask that Jingzi mentioned, Yazi was at a loss. Did that handsome guy just hold a mask in his hand?She didn't pay attention at all...

Regarding this, Shizuko gave her a straight look.

"You have been concentrating on looking at the handsome guy just now, your eyes are almost imprinted on his face, how can you pay attention to this..."

……

On the other side, what the two girls call "handsome guy" is here.

There are handsome guys and there are masks, but this mask is an unscrupulous mask, and handsome guys are also unscrupulous handsome guys.

The handsome guy is naturally Xiao Yiren's "holster". As for the mask...

Then put the time a few minutes ahead.

About six or seven minutes ago.

Still this place.

Feeling the inexplicable atmosphere around, and those sparse crowd who inexplicably turned to another direction, and those two female high school students who didn't follow the trend at all, Dang even realized that something was wrong.

"Illusion and dispersal of idlers are really the routines that ghost movies should have."

After complaining, Xiao Yiren directly controlled the holster and rushed into this "no man's land".

After passing through a series of dark and abnormal streets, I found a tall and thin man about three meters tall, who looked like a street lamp, with his head lowered, no facial features at all, and he looked quite hellish. guy.

To be honest, at first Xiao Yiren didn't react when he saw this guy, thinking it was a broken street lamp, until this guy stretched out his claws towards Xiao Yiren.

The blade-like claws slashed over like sharp swords, and the sharp sound of cutting through the air made Xiao Yiren's hair stand on end.

However, fortunately, Xiao Yiren's reaction was extremely fast, and the response of the outer holster was not slow. He jumped away and avoided the blow, while a long scratch was left on the ground.

"My good fellow, the avenue has been cut open, this faceless man must have cut his face with this hand."

After thinking about it for just a moment, Xiao Yiren didn't show him any courtesy, since he has already done it, then he will do it more thoroughly.

"Walker!"

Following Xiao Yiren's soft shout, a not-so-tall figure suddenly appeared, with a pair of fists glowing with green light, he directly greeted the claws stretched out by the faceless man in front of him without mercy.

In an instant, there was a sound of gold and iron clashing.

Then I saw the palm stretched out by the faceless man directly twisted into a ball, the curved palm twisted and deformed, tangled together, it looked like a twisted fork.

Seeing this situation, Xing Zhe didn't stop attacking, but directly perched forward, surrounded by the cyan lightning fist, he hit the monster in front of him one after another with meteors, directly opening several holes in its thin body .

It's just that what flows out of these holes is not blood, but patches of gray, poisonous mist-like powder, but even the walker who is immune to Sadako's virus doesn't care that much.

Only ten seconds later, the huge faceless man was dismantled into a mass of waste by Walker.
But even so, this guy still doesn't seem to be dead, the gray powder that pervades from his body attracts each other and wants to gather together. I really don't know if this guy can recover, but this scene still makes Xiao Yiren frown slightly .

Since he can still be a demon, it proves that the guy in front of him is not dead yet.

And now the complete part of this guy is a head without facial features.

In other words, if you want to kill this guy, you probably need to smash his head directly.

However, Xiao Yiren didn't do that for the time being. Instead, he put Xing Zhe away first, and summoned another substitute - the prop maker.

Just like transforming the withering heart-piercing attack, Xiao Yiren directly pressed the big hand of the prop maker on the only remaining head.

Part of the reason why Xiao Yiren didn't move even after being bumped just now was that he was concentrating on transforming the Faceless Man into a prop.

And when the props are finished, all that's left is the mask in Xiao Yiren's hands.

Looking back to the present, Xiao Yiren looked at the brass-colored mask with a strange smile on his hand, and his expression became serious. He was not familiar with this mask, but he was not unfamiliar either.

At the same time, it was only at this time that Xiao Yiren noticed that the gray powder on the ground was poisonous mist, which was clearly the pencil dust of the paintbrush.

If things are really as he thinks, then his workload will probably be very heavy in the next period of time, and it will be very troublesome at the same time.

"Forget about Sadako, Anzhiju is also here, this JOJO's Bizarre Adventure is really a pervert, what a disaster..."

(End of this chapter)