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Flanda, who had completely stood up, pressed her beret with one hand, her eyes like a hawk holding up its prey, and locked her eyes firmly on Haramura Makoto.

When she said this herself, her tone was very contemptuous.

After all, to her, everything is the same.

No matter what it is, nothing is more important than the coming of life. Only when life is still there can we continue.

So in order to save her life, she would do anything.

Because of this, she could not understand the choice made by Haramura Makoto.

"Pride?"

"It's not that kind of thing."

Haramura Makoto also stood up slowly, his eyes were very calm and showed no other emotions, but his words did reveal a complete coldness, a chill that could directly freeze to the heart.

"I just don't think it's necessary, and it's just not that important."

"Thank you for your kindness to us, but my subordinates all trust me. I cannot treat them as consumables that can be consumed at any time."

"And just like what I said, ANBU are actually nothing but superpowers."

"It's not worth begging for mercy."

As soon as Haramura Makoto finished speaking, Flanda, as if by magic, took out a white, handle-shaped remote control directly from her hip-length skirt.

"Remote-controlled bomb."

"When I came into this room, I had already placed bombs in many locations."

"You wouldn't think that I would step into the base camp of an enemy who might turn against me without making any preparations."

"Now let me take Fremea away."

It has the same shape as a handle, with a red protruding button on it. It is held tightly by Flanda, and her thumb is tightly clasping the protrusion.

It's obviously just such a thing, it's obviously just such a petite girl, but it brings such a threat to Haramura Makoto.

Haramura Makoto looked at her calmly. Faced with such a situation that was definitely a crisis, after a few seconds, the corners of his mouth raised.

"You know, I'm a very cautious person."

"From the beginning, I was very clear that the positioning of 'Leo' was a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh in the eyes of many people."

"So I will definitely do my best to protect myself in places that should be protected."

It was like a copy of the action just now. Of course, instead of taking out a remote control from the skirt like Frenda, Haramura Makoto took it out from his pocket.

The intuition honed over the years on the battlefield made Flanda feel that something seemed a little wrong.

Therefore, she naturally cannot sit still and wait for death. The battlefield is constantly changing, and she must make a decision at the appropriate time.

Just press it with your finger!

"For example, I have placed enough signal blockers on each floor."

"What's the matter? It can't be detonated."

That calm and indifferent face didn't look very good just now, but now it looks extremely hateful. Why?

He pressed it viciously several times again.

But the reaction that was supposed to happen, the explosion that was supposed to happen didn't happen.

"So you, now you, do you have anything else that can coerce me?"

(Fire...)

Flanda's white teeth gritted loudly, and the remote control in her hand was thrown to the ground heavily like rubbish.

"In the end, you thought you won, right?"

It should obviously be very tough words and tough actions.

But if the speaker who speaks is a lolita, it will look a little bit funny and sarcastic.

With that said, Frenda took out a cylindrical, extremely thick thing from her skirt again.

It was something like a mushroom head.

"Portable anti-tank missile warhead?"

Haramura Makoto could tell directly what this thing was at a glance.

As you can tell from the name, this is Academy City's high technology. It can be carried with you and is powerful enough to directly blast away the missile warheads of tanks.

"Fuck!"

He cursed directly in his mouth. He had no idea that Fremea's sister would be such a bomb maniac.

Of course, his movements were not slow at all, even when he cursed loudly.

The brilliant muzzle flames bloomed and exploded around him.

"boom--"

"Bam—"

Amidst the explosion, fire erupted directly from the tail of the warhead.

"Chong-"

In an instant, the missile originally held in Frenda's hand turned into a small missile. Like a fleeting meteor, it directly hit Haramura Makoto with an irregular trajectory trace. The glass of the office exploded outside the window.

all of a sudden.

The storm generated by the bomb explosion swept back directly, and the strong wind even blew the cabinet behind Haramura Makoto to the ground.

"Did you use a gun to directly change the trajectory of the missile? Is it true?"

The orange-yellow warhead was squeezed into a ball and fell at Flanda's feet. Looking at this scene, Flanda couldn't help it, and her brows twitched.

The warheads of his portable anti-tank missiles are all specially made by ANBU, and the materials used are the latest technology from Academy City.

Even if it wasn't a head-on confrontation, I wouldn't even dare to think about it being changed by a mere pistol.

Is this really common sense?

"Also, when did he take out the gun? Why didn't he see his movements at all?"

"Did the fire from the explosion obstruct the view?"

Her whole body was wet with sweat, and Flanda felt as if she was enveloped by an invisible pressure, completely wrapped up.

This was a behavior that only appeared after she was completely suppressed in the battle.

"So, was your missile just for reporting a message?"

"The trajectory of the missile isn't quite right."

Pointing the gun at Frenda, Haramura Makoto also raised his own questions.

It was wrong just now.

He thought that Flanda wanted to kill him directly with a missile, so he aimed his bullet at the path Flanda would shoot the missile towards him.

According to his budget, the missile would be hit down the line by him in the center, causing the missile to lift up and rush out directly through the roof, or blow up the ceiling.

Anyway, this is the top floor. Even if the top floor is blown up, it will not cause any damage to other floors.

But the missile flew towards the window from the beginning, not towards him.

Without the intervention of his bullet, the missile would not have flown out of the rear window with such a strange trajectory. It should have flown out of Frenda's side window.

"Ah, maybe so?"

"boom--"

Chapter 027 There are ten thousand ways to expose

This is a crackling sound that is different from an explosion.

But, rather than the sound of an explosion, it was actually more similar to the sound of something breaking.

"Here you go, you deserve to be a silk flag."

Haramura Makoto only heard this whisper, which was not much louder than a mosquito, and then the girl in front of him seemed to turn into an afterimage, and in the blink of an eye, she had jumped out of the window.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Haramura Makoto came to the bedside at a speed that surpassed Flanders. From the broken window, he saw Flanders opening the parachute and falling freely.

"Well, but this is just right."

"It just so happens that I don't want to set the battlefield here either."

According to the speed of his shooting and the speed of his movement, it was impossible to stop Flanda's actions just now.

But who knows how many bombs this bomb maniac has on him.

If he didn't do it well and it exploded at close range, he would be in trouble.

Although his physical strength is far beyond that of ordinary people, he doesn't know what will happen if he resists the explosion.

And, just like he said.

Even if he had no damage, what if Frenda exploded and the load-bearing walls of the building had problems as a result.

"Komaba?"

"Sorry, Boss, a brown-haired girl just rushed in. Hanzo and I were knocked down in an instant, and Fremea was also snatched away by her."

Komaba Ryder looked very anxious.

This was not because he was injured, but because Fremea was taken away.

Although the two were not biological brothers and sisters, after more than three years of mutual friendship, he had already regarded Freme as his blood relative.

Now that his sister was taken away, how could he not be anxious?

"Don't worry, Fremea has no safety issues."

"Calm down the other members and I'll take care of the matter."

……

"Frenda, why are you leaving? If you stay there, if we solve it directly, it will be over."

On the dilapidated asphalt road with cracks everywhere, a girl with a shoulder-length brown bob looked over her shoulder at a girl with blond hair who had fainted, running fast.

And beside her was Frenda who had just ran out of Makoto Haramura's office.

"That guy is weird."

"His abilities don't seem to be the same as those described in the library. It's an unpaid job anyway. There's no need to take risks on this kind of thing."

"Go back and tell Mugino that if Mugino still insists on choosing, Mugino will solve it, and the result is already determined."

Now Frenda is no longer as kind as she was at the beginning.

After all, she was an egoist. Except for her sister, whom she could equate with herself, she didn't take anyone else seriously.

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this.

According to her position at the beginning, it can be said that Haramura Makoto is indeed the most benevolent and righteous person. She cannot be described as a white-eyed wolf.

"How strong can the leader of an incompetent organization be? Flanda, have you exceeded your expectations?"

Maintaining a fast running posture, Kinuhata loved to complain.

They were ANBU, exposed to the darkness of this city.

They are not like those idiots who are still in school and are full of fantasies every day, thinking that if they work hard, their grades will be improved.

The moment all ability users develop their levels, the potential behind them and the highest level they can reach in the future have already been marked.

And this kind of ability user who can grow into a high-level person in the future will be targeted by various research institutes the moment the results come out.

Become the boss of an incompetent armed group?

No research institute in Academy City would allow such wasteful behavior to occur.

Therefore, an incompetent armed group is still incompetent no matter how small it is.

Perhaps it was indeed a case of those with abilities losing to those without abilities, but those were just flowers in the greenhouse, how could they compare with guys like them who were in the ANBU every day, accompanying themselves with blood and fire.

"He has an indescribable sense of evil."