Fist Godzilla

Chapter 30 "Fa" and Yuta and Light Me

Bai Tangjing, who was far away in Tokyo, didn't know that Yagami had found a helper before his funds were in place.

Now he's sitting in his bedroom, staring at the phone that's hung up in his hand.

"Will the nuclear power plant incident this time be the catastrophe that the mud bodhisattva said?"

Bai Tangjing, who has lived under the shadow of a piece of paper since childhood, was the first reaction after hearing Yagami's warning.

"The horrific symptoms caused by the radiation leak, and the wide range of people affected, may it really be possible to scare the mud bodhisattva who has never seen it?"

Bai Tangjing's deep black eyes flickered, and intense thoughts were churning in his mind.

But immediately, he shook his head silently, denying his conjecture.

"No, not likely."

Bai Tangjing didn't think that a mere nuclear power plant accident could be called by the mud bodhisattva as "the earth is armed with swords, and the world is like a hell of fire".

Nuclear power plant is the laurel crown of multiple scientific fields of human beings, and it is the wisdom crystallization of scientific theory combined with practical engineering.

Its own design at the beginning of its construction is ingenious.

Not to mention that this technology has been laid in the world for decades.

All kinds of problems and dangers have been stepped on and proven by the pioneers.

Although Bai Tangjing has always had no hope for the power of the Japanese government.

But he wouldn't believe that Tokyo Electric Power, a world-class company, has no plan for the nuclear power plant problem?

Even if Hinomoto's performance is always criticized when encountering new problems, it doesn't mean that he doesn't even have the ability to learn from the past, right?
Bai Tangjing has reason to believe that even if something goes wrong at the Fukushima nuclear power plant, if the remedial measures are done well, it will affect the urban area where the nuclear power plant is located.

You can't even get out of Fukushima Prefecture!

So this kind of small scene, no matter how you think about it, shouldn't scare the mud bodhisattva from the world of Gaowu.

There were no fewer deaths than this in a fight between the two of them!

Bai Tangjing shook his head helplessly, but seemed to be relieved in a vague way.

Although he still hasn't found out what the "big disaster" mentioned in the batch is, after all, doesn't he have the confidence to face the disaster now?
"call-"

The teenager in the bedroom closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

But when he opened his eyes again, those originally calm eyes were as hot as red-hot steel!
It is indeed a relief to rule out the possibility of disaster.

But the news of the nuclear power plant once again tensed up Bai Tangjing's slack mind after successively obtaining the telekinetic ability of "Dragon's Blood Secret Technique"!

Powerless, weak, doomed to die.
Numerous dark emotions entwined like poisonous snakes on that tempered heart
The muscular but slightly skinny arm was raised in front of his eyes.

The power called "desire to survive" burned in those eyes.

——Just like the toddler eight years ago!
"This weak body can't even withstand nuclear radiation"

Thoughts glowing with hazy brilliance flowed slowly.

And the will of the young man became stronger and stronger in the process.

"Perhaps, it's time to develop——my 'fa'!"

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After the meal, Ze Yong Yuta was dragged into the equipment storage of the dojo by Saeko.

In the dark equipment warehouse, bundles of bamboo swords, wooden knives and protective gear were scattered and piled up.

Ze Yong Yuta looked at the back of Saeko who was rummaging through the pile of utensils, and couldn't help swallowing.

As he rummaged through the swaying plump upper body, the slender but powerful waist with a full grip, and the full half-moon-shaped hill below.
Absolutely no young man can remain calm under such a beautiful picture!

But the premise is that the owner of this figure has never used only one hand to put aside the thick protective gear that is taller than a person like a water cup!
Zeyong Yuta swallowed again.

But this time the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

The reality always inadvertently made him understand the gap between himself and the "strong" again.

"Hey! Next."

It was Saeko's coquettish call that woke him up, but accompanied by Saeko's voice, what flew to Zeyong Yuta was also a complete set of kendo protective gear.

"Ehhh!"

"Boom-boom!"

The panicked yells couldn't stop the inertia of the protective gear in the air.

It looked heavy, but in fact it was really heavy. The armor hit the yellow-haired young man, hitting his back against the wall before it stopped.

"call!"

Ze Yongyu, who was pressed against his chest with a heavy object, opened his mouth too wide to breathe, and opened his eyes like goldfish.

In front of him, Saeko who was holding two wooden knives handed him one.

The grin on the corner of the beauty's mouth almost made the yellow-haired young man think he smelled blood!

"Since you learn swordsmanship not because you are handsome, but because you want to become stronger, then I will teach you according to the standard of this strike in the future, so be prepared!"

Ze Yong Yuta, who managed to catch his breath evenly, even though he was squatting on the ground with his heart pressed at the moment.

But under the terrifying smiling face of the other party, he still grabbed the wooden knife handed over like a vicious dog hunting for prey.

Although still speechless, she stared at Saeko's eyes firmly and never moved away!Never let go!

"Oh? Very good eyes." Saeko smiled with great interest, "Then, I look forward to your performance in the formal study tomorrow."

After speaking, he walked out of the equipment room.

And until he couldn't see Saeko's back, Ze Yong Yuta, who was holding his breath, made a "plop" and sat on the ground.

A burst of fly ash was stirred up.

"Just a blow like saying hello, I can hardly breathe." Zeyong You too tremblingly supported the wooden knife on the floor, "Hu-huchi! It's really exaggerated!"

"Buzz-buzz-" While the yellow-haired young man was still lamenting the gap between himself and the strong, the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

With limp arms, he took out the phone.

"Narishima? What is this guy looking for me for?"

Ze Yong Yuta was a little puzzled by the caller.

It is different from the little transparent self in the group of delinquent boys.

Narishima Hikari, this white-haired, burly fellow, has the reputation of "vicious and violent" even among delinquent boys.

I heard that when he was learning comprehensive karate, he even kicked out the club he was studying because he hated all kinds of fighting rules!
It is the experience that these ordinary people can't avoid, which makes him extremely popular among delinquent teenagers!
——The kind of high popularity that will be surrounded by crowds when walking on the street!

And now, what was he trying to do on the phone?
Although they had exchanged phone numbers before, this was the first time they had spoken to each other.

Yuta pressed the answer button apprehensively.

"Moses Mo"

"Zawaaga Yuta! Please, please tell me where you are now! That man with glasses, is he still with you?!"

Before Yuta could finish greeting me, Hikari Narushima's ferocious tone rushed out of the microphone like a cannonball.

But listen carefully.

What's with the reluctant honorifics in the words? !

Zeyong Yuta couldn't help being surprised.

But he doesn't remember who has the famous Hikari Narishima ever used honorifics to!

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