I disguised as the second personality of a beautiful girl

Chapter 123: Dare the Dog Thieves! (big chapter)

"Please... Tyrannosaurus Dragon!"

"Are...you...ready? (Boom)"

With the roar of the host, his figure disappeared in an instant.

The projection drone went up, announcing the official start of the game. The Tyrant Dragon appeared on the field and gave the audience a heavy blow, causing an uproar.

"Hey, tyrannosaurus dragon..."

"This is a monster, damn it."

"I think back then, when the city of Yokohama next door fell, there was a nearly 50-meter-tall tyrannosaurus dragon participating in the battle. Tsk tsk tsk, tactical nuclear bombs were useless, so desperate..."

"The gap is too big. How can we fight? I suspect that the organizer deliberately messed with me. I bet a lot!"

In the auditorium, those who had placed big bets wailed one after another.

As old viewers, they have watched the Battle of Blue and Blue several times, so they naturally know how powerful the Tyrannosaurus Dragon is.

An ordinary savage charge brought much stronger impact than that of a tank, and its outer skin was covered with hard gray biological armor, giving it excellent defense.

With an ordinary suppressed sword, it can't cut through the skin at all, and it can even resist the Stinger missile.

The only downside might be that it is relatively bulky.

This is still a tyrannosaurus that has just stepped into the fourth-level mutation. If there is enough time to develop the leather armor harder until it reaches the fourth-level mature state, it will really be comparable to the existence of tank armor, and it will be equipped with armor-piercing bullets!

Even many experienced evolutionaries of the same level dare not fight against them with cold weapons alone. It would be tantamount to making fun of their own lives.

but.

If they can really win under such extremely unbalanced conditions, it will be enough to prove their own strength, enough to make many big forces offer extremely high conditions to recruit them, pay a lot of resources to cultivate them, and they will rise steadily from then on.

on the other side.

Seeing that the tyrannosaurus dragon appeared on the stage, the audience who bet on the mutant side were given a reassurance, and they boiled in an instant, as if they had a lot of chances of winning.

"Kill him!"

"Little cutie, crush him to death!"

"Grind him to a pulp! Just like before—!"

"..."

Orihara Feng, who was on the scene, was much calmer.

He drew out his two knives and stood upright. Even though the eyes hidden in the visor were completely infested with scarlet, they were still as plain as water and were not affected by it at all.

foreseeable.

This is another asymmetric confrontation.

There is absolutely no chance of winning in a head-to-head confrontation, and one can only rely on skills to make up for the gap in strength.

Compared with the last time he confronted the ghost claw, this time he collected the second-stage nine-tailed fox gene and the second-level leather armor, which has stronger mobility and defense.

of course.

His defensive power is still vulnerable to the absolute power of the fourth-level tyrannosaurus dragon.

Even if a worker ant has an extra pair of wings, it is still an ant.

"Anyway..."

"No hurry... play with it."

Mon5 also calmed down.

At present, there is no choice but to believe in Orihara Feng's level of strength.

Even though he had excellent performances before, no matter in terms of skills or judgment, he was one of the best, but at this moment he couldn't give him a sense of security.

The enemy is too powerful, and one's own side is too restricted.

Due to the "black-faced warrior" in disguise now, there is no way to use the biggest advantage - the fox tail and [red fox].

When the tyrannosaurus came up from the dungeon, it shook its broad head vigorously, as if it was speeding up its brain sobering. This scene was captured by Orihara Feng's eyes.

Guessing that he might be in the dungeon, Qingjiao used drugs to make him sleepy.

However, even so, Orihara Feng did not take the opportunity to attack, but stood quietly, as if waiting for the opponent to return to his peak state.

However, this move became timid in the eyes of the audience, and they all shouted: "Fuck it, you are a master of swordsmanship, you pretend to be chicken feathers!"

The tyrannosaurus dragon raised its head to the sky and let out a series of rough roars, as if venting its depression and arrogance when trapped in the dungeon, and then its eyes locked on the opponent this time.

A short human being.

The next moment, it stepped on heavy steps, turned into a torrent, and ran towards Orihara Feng. Every step could make the ground tremble and make the opponent feel the ultimate sense of oppression.

Ten meters!Five meters!one meter! !

The tyrannical dragon has a huge body, but its speed is not slow at all, and the distance is rapidly reduced.

But Orihara Feng's figure remained motionless.

But Mon5 and the audience sweated for him and raised their hearts.

"hiss……"

"You fucking move..."

Kiyoji Kimura, who was far away at the VIP table, was also the same. Most of the previous petty fights were a little bit unpleasant, but the current round is undoubtedly a high-end round.

The VIP seat has a virtual panoramic image of the scene.

This experience is like watching a battle at a distance of less than 5 meters from the battle scene.

As the characters move, the angle of view also has the same level of camera movement as an art film, bringing people an experience like a high-scoring action movie and an immersive sense of presence.

At that time, when the tyrannosaurus dragon came crashing, his heart was in his throat. This visual impact was several times more terrifying than a tiger tank rushing at full speed!
Really exciting.

The battle continues.

In the next moment, the two are very close.

"Roar!!!"

A huge fist, which was the size of a car head, smashed down from the top of Orihara Feng's head, and the huge kinetic energy was bound to smash him into a meatloaf!

Just 1.5 seconds before the fist landed on the body.

He moved.

With a desperate killing intent, Orihara Feng rushed forward with a low body, dodged the heavy punch, and stepped on the external biological armor protruding from the skin of the tyrannosaurus dragon with a quick leap, borrowing strength again.

The body climbed up like a fighter jet, and was instantly parallel to the two pairs of eyes of the tyrannosaurus.

The knife that was raised high was shining with a cold light.

To those staring eyes——

cut!
The powerful and heavy punch just now landed directly on the hard plane of the arena.

Like a meteorite falling to the ground.

With a loud bang, a pit suddenly appeared on the ground, and spider web-like cracks spread rapidly around the fist, forming a terrifying visual impact.

Under such a huge inertia, it has no time to return to the defense with its hands, and can only tilt its head to avoid it, otherwise it will be half blind.

"Shh-"

The sharp samurai sword fell on the cheek, tearing the solid skin and muscles, leaving a deep blood mark, bringing a brilliant splash of blood.

"Wuhu!!"

It drew cheers from the audience.

After finishing the slash, Mon5 let out a cry of pity, and Orihara Kaede's upward force also decayed to zero, and he began to fall, followed by a huge slap from the side.

Like swat a fly, I want to swat him away.

There is a huge gap in strength. If he hits the target, he doesn't know how many bones in his body will be broken.

Fortunately, before that, Orihara Feng's feet stepped on the horns of his upper body, and he used his strength to go around sideways, avoiding the slap dangerously, and fell to the ground five or six meters away.

This short confrontation has tested many things.

For example, the dual-knife performance of "Black-faced Warrior" is still worse than that of "Red Fox", but its sharpness and toughness are not bad, and it can break through parts that are not protected by hard armor.

The power and speed of the tyrannosaurus are terrifying.

But the regeneration ability is the same as the ghost claw, it can only be regarded as regeneration level II, and it cannot heal quickly.

This is a common problem with very large organisms.

This provides the premise of scraping therapy.

However, this is just a necessary process, not his purpose.

"Roar--!!!"

For a moment, the tyrannosaurus dragon was humiliated by this behavior and the overwhelming cheers, turned to face Orihara Feng, opened his bloody mouth that could swallow two of him alive, and roared.

"Why are you yelling so loudly!"

Mon5 is cursing, its perception system is different from Orihara Kaede's perception organs, so it can smell the stomach acid smell in the air, which is disgusting.

Soon, the tyrannosaurus dragon rushed over again.

Orihara Maple could clearly feel the vibration from the soles of his feet.

Then, he did something that surprised the audience, directly throwing away his greatest advantage, the dual swordsmanship.

A knife was thrown away, and it stood straight on the ground, like a sword in the stone.

Holding the remaining knife in one hand, he waited quietly.

"What is he doing?"

Kimura Kiyoshi at the VIP seat didn't understand, and asked the master Yuko Koseki next to him intently.

It was written in the player introduction that the most powerful black-faced samurai is the double sword. Xiaoguan Yuko was also attracted by the opponent's behavior just now, and explained:

"Dual-knife style, which uses flexible and quick attack, lacks strength, and it is impossible to break the defense against this kind of opponent, so abandon a knife and pursue strength and armor-piercing damage."

"Search for death~"

The moment their voices fell, they fought hand to hand!

Orihara Kaede once again escaped a bombardment with an elegant movement and an invincible soul-style roll, and then attacked the relatively fragile parts of the leg joints.

Not fatal, but can limit mobility.

The opening angle of the samurai sword is small, and the pursuit is a sharpness and a quick swiping from the enemy.

The slightly curved blade and tip determine its fatigue in armor-piercing ability.

Far inferior to his usual horizontal knife.

If a rough-skinned and thick-skinned mutant like Tyrannosaurus can't penetrate armor and the opponent can avoid the fatal parts, then it can't cause fatal damage to it at all.

among them.

Orihara Kaede once aimed at the popliteal cavity behind the knee and stabbed.

This part of Tyrannosaurus is the same as the human body. There are many soft tissues such as muscles and tendons. These soft tissues will cover the back of the knee joint, leaving only a diamond-shaped gap. There are lymphatics, blood vessels and nerves in the deep layer. Other gaps are Fat.

There is no tough leather armor, so it is suitable for attacking.

However, when the blade pierced deep, it slammed into the hard bone. With his current strength and weapon performance, he couldn't penetrate this hard substance at all.

It can only be drawn horizontally, and with just one stroke, a thrilling blood line is drawn.

Soon, the tyrannosaurus was in pain, and subconsciously threw its leg. Orihara Feng was hit by its leg, and the whole person was thrown out by the huge force, forming a parabola in midair.

"The Wardfa of the Gift Crab!"

"What the hell, the fox tail can't come out, otherwise I can touch it, dog wow!!"

This moment immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the crowd.

Some people thought he was too aggressive.

Orihara Feng, who just fell from one knee, is still not used to appearing in front of so many people and showing his abilities, but he encountered such a rough-skinned and thick-skinned opponent.

Really tired.

Especially with hands tied.

……

the other side.

A young woman wearing an ordinary city hunter mask, surrounded by many mysterious people wearing death cloaks, came to one of the most luxurious offices in the Qingjiao underground arena.

This is the place where Hiroshi Maeda, the highest person in charge of the arena, is entrenched.

"Mad elephant?"

"Rare guest, what can I do for you?"

"Also, who are you, the new executive recruited by Wild Elephant?"

Seeing a group of strangely dressed people rushing in, Hiroshi Maeda knocked on the mahogany table again and again, neither bowed nor said any polite words, just hummed a few words with a superficial smile, the etiquette was quite in place .

He looked very impatient.

Especially the one who came was a woman who had never dated before.

Looks like the leader.

But when the wild elephant comes, it must be all right.

He had already contacted the headquarters before, and reinforcements would arrive soon, so he continued to stay without fear of death.

Most people in the world don't like wild elephants.

Because they are a terrorist organization recognized by the Human Alliance. In order to achieve certain goals, they directly led to the destruction of several cities and killed tens of millions of people.

Bloody hands.

Worse than mutants.

A little relationship with them is undoubtedly an enemy of the government, an enemy of the phantom consortium, and a dead end.

"Maeda-san."

The woman bowed with a smile, expressed politely, and then introduced herself: "I am... Akabane, maybe you have heard of me recently, but this is the first time we meet, please take care of me."

"Oh?"

Hearing the code name, Hiroshi Maeda became interested.

"Are you the one who was cruel and ruthless recently? Who was the one who wiped out all the heterogeneous groups in several cities in Tokyo in a few days? You really have heard about it for a long time..."

It is indeed quite famous.

Second only to the most recent Death Envoy.

Of course, compared to the former, the so-called death envoys blown out are all small ones.

The woman in front of her is the real devil.

witch!

There are no good people in Mad Elephant. Their actions these days are all hints that they have made some big moves recently, which may be to start a war with the Metropolitan Police Department and the response team...

"Wherever you are, work according to your duties."

"So, what are you guys doing here? Stop talking nonsense, and get out of here if you have farts."

Hiroshi Maeda waved his hand and was about to see off the guests.

He is a relatively strong group of level 6 evolutionaries in the outer city. These people on the opposite side are not enough for him to warm up.

Even if the opponent is carrying a white Grim Reaper.

Maeda Hiroshi cast a glance at the strange man standing by the door, that guy was wearing a completely different white death cloak, his face could not be seen clearly, his whole body was gloomy, and exuded an ominous dead air.

Not very annoying.

A fifth-level evolutionary, but somewhat evil.

It is said that every Grim Reaper carries the high-tech biological technology of the mad elephant, and at level 5, it has the strength of level 6.

I don't know if it's true or not.

"Straight to the point, since Maeda-san is so impatient...we're here to cooperate with you, to be precise, it's the Youth Education staff of your faction."

Akabane said lightly.

There was no discussion in the tone.

"........."

"Wardfa..."

Hiroshi Maeda's face stiffened for a moment, and then he couldn't help but smirked, "Are you here to tease me? You mad elephants just want to drag Qingjiao into the water, right?"

"I'm sorry, but this is beyond your control, Maeda-san~~"

Akabane took out a 3D holographic projection pen.

brush--

Soon, the holographic projection structure diagram of the entire arena appeared in front of everyone.

Among them, there are shocking red dots, densely packed, almost occupying every point of the underground building structure, including auditoriums, escape exits, and even outside the opera house.

obvious.

The red dots represent where the Wild Elephants are deployed.

They didn't know when it started, but they planned this action against the Qinglan dispute, placed undercover agents, and waited for the opportunity until it broke out completely today.

Hiroshi Maeda froze all of a sudden, his pupils constricted, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

He even wondered if the other party had planted an undercover agent at the headquarters and blocked his call for help just now...

"As you can see, here..."

Akabane opened his arms and turned around in a circle, "We have completely controlled it, those upper-class people who came to watch the game, high-ranking officials, rich people, etc..."

"Think about it, if they all die on your territory, I'm afraid..."

"boom!"

"Do you dare to be a dog thief!"

Before Akabane could finish his words, the noble mahogany table was torn apart. Hiroshi Maeda stood up with a grim face, staring at the woman in the mask in front of him.

"brush--"

Before everyone could react, the white shadow standing at the door disappeared in vain, like a frame drop on a computer screen, and suddenly appeared in front of Akabane, facing Hiroshi Maeda with red eyes under his cloak.

(End of this chapter)