Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

The already crumbling factory building is now even more fragile.

After a slight vibration, it still stood firm and did not collapse.

At the same time that the lamp **** flew out, the oil lamp also flew out.

As if something was pulling it.

Noticing this, Luo Zhen strode towards the big hole struck by the lamp god.

The cloaks floating in the air rushed behind Luo Zhen as if they were instructed and disappeared.

It's like being integrated into Luo Zhen's body.

After stepping out of the factory, Luo Zhen glanced at Hikigaya Hachiman and Kawasaki Saki who were lying not far away.

Raising his hand, he threw out a burst of air and gently lifted the two up and placed them further away.

Before coming, Luo Zhen put on a headset to maintain communication with the institute.

We kept in touch during the previous battle.

A minute ago, the task force fighters were already nearby, so let them take Hikigaya Hachiman and Kawasaki Saki away.

By then, there was absolutely no worries.

"As a human, you're fine."

Floating in the air, Deng Shen said with arms crossed.

Although it tried its best to maintain a calm appearance, its obviously more illusory figure than before has exposed its current situation.

And Luo Zhen standing opposite it really didn't consume much.

It's normal for Kamen Rider to quit and transform, but obviously this guy can't make Luo Zhen exhausted.

"As an anomalous creature, you are quite stretched."

After hearing Deng Shen's words, Luo Zhen went back without hesitation.

If it is placed elsewhere, creatures with the word God will always make people feel afraid.

But this is Japan.

It is said that there are eight million gods.

Even stones and weeds can be called gods.

The most typical funeral god, it will be formed after the item is placed in a corner and forgotten for 100 years.

To be honest, the formation process is a bit sloppy.

At least for God.

These guys are not so much gods as they are spirits with the title of gods.

Just like a lot of people think Thor (man) is more of a powerful alien than a god.

Thor is more like a **** in the traditional sense.

"Although I don't know what the so-called abnormal creature is, your tone makes me very unhappy."

With a twitch of his cheeks, Deng Shen said gloomily.

This human language seems to regard it as something.

As a human being, there should be a limit without knowledge, right?

Really - no knowledge - no culture - food - lamp **** - chicken thought so.

"Your tone annoys me too."

With his waist stuck, Luo Zhen said in a flat tone.

Although I don't know what kind of attitude this lamp **** has, in Luo Zhen's eyes, this guy is just an abnormal creature with no culture or knowledge.

Just hit it.

With this thought in mind, Luo Zhen raised his hand and summoned the Sacred Emblem Sword.

At the moment when the weapon started, Luo Zhen's aura changed subtly.

What kind of magician is he who can't play melee combat?

After that, the lamp **** ushered in a brutal beating.

Under the premise of 'don't kill this guy' as the bottom line, Luo Zhen made the heaviest hand.

When Luo Zhen stopped, Deng Shen experienced the beauty of life for the first time.

‘Ah, it’s good to be alive. ’

Then he was dragged by Luo Zhen and stuffed into the containment box, together with the oil lamp.

The cramped containment box did not make Deng Shen feel depressed, but brought an unparalleled sense of security.

Chapter 361 Some things can't be said

Roughly stuffed the lamp **** together with the oil lamp into the containment box, Luo Zhen closed the containment box with a bang.

The lamp **** who slipped back into the oil lamp trembled involuntarily.

The few short minutes just now left a too serious psychological shadow on it.

During the battle, Luo Zhen was surprised to find that this thing was quite resistant to beatings.

So start getting heavier.

The lamp **** who was pressed to the ground and rubbed for a meal was a miserable person.

Although it is very resistant to beating, it does not mean that it does not hurt!

Like an immortal demihuman.

Even after death and resurrection, the pain is still there.

So is the lamp god.

It can be understood as a training sandbag with a long blood volume.

It would be hard to smash it for a while but the damage did feed back to it and it actually felt the pain.

In fact, in the middle of the battle, Deng Shen realized that he was not in a hurry and wanted to admit defeat.

"Wait for me......"

"Snapped!"

"Shut up and be honest!"

I don't know if Luo Zhen, who predicted the intention of the lamp god, went up with a slap.

A big backhand slapped the Dengshen's face.

God knows how much damage this big gangster has done to the Djinn.

After that, Deng Shen tried to speak several times, but Luo Zhen forced him one by one... No, it was the slap that came and pressed him back.

But when Luo Zhen stopped in a refreshing mood, Deng Shen, who was shivering in the corner, felt the beauty of life for the first time.

It is as desperate as a person who is forced by life but cannot resist or enjoy it.

It was hard to see the arrival of the dawn, but Luo Zhen's sentence, "The next step is the containment link", was abruptly smothered.

Raising his head, Deng Shen looked at Luo Zhen in disbelief.

Are you a little too human?

Beat me up and lock me up?

Do you have to say, "You're too dangerous"?

Gan!

Hateful human beings!

I am a lamp god....

"Do you have any question?"

It seems that he felt the inner activity of the lamp god, and Luo Zhen, who had not released his transformation state, turned his head and glanced at the lamp god.

Even through the masked lamp god, you can feel Luo Zhen's icy gaze.

It has no doubt that as long as it has an opinion, it will be beaten for up to ten minutes.

After carefully weighing his own life, Deng Shen still honestly admits to counseling.

Forget it, contain it.

It's good to be contained by him, just give yourself a vacation.

Retracting into the oil lamp, the lamp **** comforted himself.

Then it was picked up by Luo Zhen and rudely thrown into the containment box.

Don't ask where this box came from, it's the special soldier who brought it.

To Luo Zhen, task force soldiers are more like personnel in charge of logistics.

It always feels a bit overkill.

"What happened to those two?"

Locking the containment box, Luo Zhen looked back and asked the special soldier beside him.

When Luo Zhen beat... Hikigaya Hachiman and Kawasaki Saki were taken away by the special fighters when they were fighting with the lamp god.

Should be in a nearby car now, right?

"behind."

The task force who was questioned responded.

They haven't done any further memory processing on the two of them, and this has to be decided by Luo Zhen.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

When communicating with people in the agency, Luo Zhen always seemed concise and polite when he spoke.

After that, Luo Zhen took Hikigaya Hachiman and Kawasaki Saki to the research institute.

Together with the oil lamp in the containment box.

I don't know if the memory-clearing spray was too good, and the two of them remained in a coma along the way.

After sending the two to deal with their memories, Luo Zhen took the oil lamp to the containment room.

Logically speaking, this oil lamp will not be a big problem as long as it is left unchecked.

But Luo Zhen still felt that he should pay more attention to this guy.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Asuka Iikiki, who was wearing a black uniform, came over and said to Luo Zhen, and at the same time handed Luo Zhen's tablet.

Since Luo Zhen left the school directly between classes, strictly speaking, Luo Zhen skipped class.

However, there will be someone to help Luo Zhen deal with this.

This is still reassuring.

"Ah, thank you."

After taking the tablet in Asukai Kiji's hand, Luo Zhen began to read the information on it.

The content is probably Dr. Seymour's experimental records on the containment items of previous missions, and he also added a few additional topics at the end of the document.

The general meaning is that Fujiang has been restless again recently, you should tell her what the most basic qualities of a qualified containment are.

The original words are definitely not like this, but Luo Zhen understands this.

I'm good at this!

With a frown, Luo Zhen took this matter to heart.

At the same time, she was thinking about when to give Fujiang a socialist beating again, so that she could recall the sinister nature of this world.