Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Chapter 564: Saeko: I feel comfortable chopping people now. Next

"Although I want to say that you did a good job, Saeko's mess is everywhere. It's a bit troublesome to deal with." Cui Ming frowned, looked at the messy scene in front of him, and shook his head helplessly.

There were fragments scattered all over the ground, and blood was still slowly spreading around. The air was filled with a strong and pungent fishy smell mixed with the damp sea breeze, which made people feel nauseous.

At this time, it had been exactly ten minutes since Busujima Saeko wiped out the SEAL team. The fierce battle just now seemed to be still before my eyes, and the screams of the SEAL team and the sound of weapons colliding seemed to still echo in my ears.

Cui Ming was now helping Saeko deal with the situation here. Looking at the body parts that were cut into too small pieces by Saeko Busujima, Cui Ming nodded secretly, this was cut very well!
Although it looks too broken up, it is almost unrecognizable what the meat originally looked like.

From the butcher's perspective, the minced meat and bone scraps were scattered everywhere, some even splashed onto the surrounding walls and trees, looking particularly scary in the moonlight.

This is not a good idea, but Cui Ming also knows that Busujima Saeko is not yet experienced in molecular cutting, so just take it slow.

But to be honest, this thing at the scene not only looks disgusting, but also seriously pollutes the environment. If it is discovered by ordinary people, it will become an urban ghost legend.

"Hachisha, check to see if there are any souls or something like that, take them away and let the monster eat them."

As soon as Cui Ming finished speaking, the eight-foot-tall woman appeared.

Then she seemed to do something and said, "Then I'll go back first, Cui."

"Well, hard work."

"I'm sorry, teacher." Busujima Saeko looked at Cui Ming apologetically. There was a hint of guilt in her eyes. She had indeed been too harsh just now. She didn't expect to cause so much trouble to the teacher.

This still requires Cui Ming to work hard to clean up.

"Teacher, let me help too." Busujima Saeko took a step forward and wanted to reach out to pick up the debris.

"No, you don't have the skills to handle this kind of professional work. Let me do it." Cui Ming waved his hand to stop Busujima Saeko's actions, and then began to spray some special chemicals around. The chemicals emitted a strange smell and seemed to be able to decompose these disgusting things.

"Teacher, didn't you say that we don't have to worry about being discovered?" Busujima Saeko asked puzzledly. The teacher had clearly said before that the action would not be discovered, so why did they have to go through so much trouble to deal with the scene now?

"There's really no need to worry, but it's not a good idea to do this." Cui Ming said as he put on gloves and carefully picked up the scattered pieces of things into the garbage bag. Every move he made was professional and skilled.

You can tell at a glance that he has done a lot!

This matter is actually no secret. During the period when the Yabo people were rampant, Cui Ming would help clean up the scene after the rapists were killed.

As for whether this is in accordance with the rules?

My rules are my rules! If you have the guts, come and join me!

"So just send it to them, postage paid on delivery." Cui Ming's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smirk.

"." Busujima Saeko was speechless for a moment. Sometimes she felt that her teacher was quite sinister and did things that were quite unexpected. He even came up with such a dirty trick as sending these things back and asking for the postage to be paid.

"Okay, take a good shower when we get home." After Cui Ming finished dealing with the scene, he stood up, brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, and said to Busujima Saeko.

"Okay, teacher. By the way, teacher, is there anything else today?" Hearing Busujima Saeko ask this, Cui Ming looked at the schedule and flipped through the task recording board in his hand.

"No more." Cui Ming answered concisely.

"I understand. From now on, the teacher is mine." Busujima Saeko showed a playful smile on her face and said while pulling Cui Ming's arm.

"." Cui Ming didn't say anything, just nodded.

Since you have invited me to fight, let’s fight!

"Captain, have you finished dealing with your side?" When Araki saw Cui Ming and Busujima Saeko coming back, he immediately went up to them and asked with concern.

"Well, I've done it. The postage is paid on delivery. It shouldn't get smelly if it's left for long enough. I put some ice in it to help keep it fresh." Cui Ming said with a relaxed look, as if what he had just done was just an ordinary little thing.

"." Araki's eyes twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Captain. It's really scary to even pay on delivery. As the deputy captain, Araki knew very well what Cui Ming was talking about. When he thought of those disgusting things being sent back to the headquarters of the Navy SEAL team, he couldn't help but shudder.

He is worthy of being the captain of our Set team, he is so awesome. Araki silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

"Okay, it's almost done here. Let's go back and have a midnight snack. The next step is to wait for these idiots to report to the Sete Team." Cui Ming said as he moved his neck, making a "clicking" sound, as if to draw an end to the operation.

"Okay, that's it! Everyone! Let's go back to the plane and have a midnight snack and get off work!" Araki clapped his hands and shouted loudly, his voice full of excitement and joy.

"Oh!!!!" The team members cheered when they heard Araki's shout.

"Finally finished!"

"Home! Home!"

"Long live the captain!" The cheers of the team members rose one after another, echoing in the night sky.

Kirisaki stroked his chin and said thoughtfully, "Kotaro, what should we have for supper later?"

"Um, I think I need to control my weight," Kotaro said with some embarrassment, his hand unconsciously touching his slightly bulging belly.

"It's okay, let Spike chase you all the way, I promise your weight won't be a problem." Kirisaki said with a smirk, and the funny scene of Kotaro being chased all over the field by Spike emerged in his mind.

"." Kotaro's expression froze instantly, and he looked helpless, which was quite funny.

What do you mean I can lose weight by letting Spike chase me? ! "Fuck!!!!!! Shit!!! Damn it! I shouldn't have trusted those damn Japanese dwarfs!!! They can't even do this kind of thing! Damn it!!! @#!! @#! @￥! @" Mr. Smith, the commander of the Earth Guard, had a red face, veins popped out on his forehead, and he kept saying obscene words. While cursing, he slammed the documents in his hand on the desk, and the documents were scattered, the papers flew in the air, and then fell to the ground in pieces.

after all
Damn, something big is happening now!
These damn Japanese dwarfs used the advanced equipment they provided, and spent a lot of manpower and material resources to finally capture Queen Tosta. But who could have thought that the queen would run away just because of such a ridiculous reason as eating eggs. When Smith thought of this, he was so angry that he trembled all over. He stood up suddenly and kicked over the chair next to him. The chair fell to the ground with a clang, making a harsh sound in the empty office.

Damn it! Can you touch that egg?!
Damn Japanese shorty!!! Shorty!!!
Just as Smith was pacing back and forth in the office, cursing in anger, a knock on the door broke the tense and depressing atmosphere.

"Come in!" Smith shouted unhappily.

A young soldier cautiously opened the door and walked in with a package in his hand.

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Seeing the package marked as being sent by Storm One, Smith's face instantly turned as pale as the remaining snow in winter, as if he had really seen a ghost. His lips trembled slightly uncontrollably, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, flickering with anxiety under the light.

"Damn it! There's definitely something wrong with the stuff sent by Storm One!" Smith cursed in his heart, his heartbeat suddenly quickening as if it was about to burst through his chest.

Smith was silent. A fierce tug-of-war was going on in his heart. At this moment, should he... pretend that he didn't see it? But the package was right in front of him, how could he really ignore it?

"Commander, shall we open it? And they're waiting for the postage." The soldier asked in a low voice, with a hint of uneasiness that was hard to conceal in his voice. He seemed to be keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the moment. The air seemed to be frozen, and the oppression made people breathless.

"What? Damn it! Storm One actually charges postage upon delivery?!" Smith widened his eyes, a look that seemed to want to eat someone, and roared angrily. He felt that the patience he had accumulated during this period of time had completely reached its limit, and every nerve in his body was ignited by anger.

"Yes, sir." The soldier was frightened by the roar, and his body shrank instinctively. His voice became even weaker, as if it would be swallowed up by the oppressive air at any time.

"Shit!!!!" Smith cursed again, and his whole body seemed to have lost its backbone. He sat back in the chair dejectedly, his eyes full of helplessness and irritability, like a deflated ball.

"Go pay the postage," Smith gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

"Yes, sir." The soldier responded hurriedly as if he had been granted amnesty, and turned around to deal with the thorny postage issue.

"Just reimburse $100." Smith thought for a moment and added, as if he was still trying his best to maintain those pitiful financial rules in this difficult time.

"Yes, sir." The soldier left in a hurry and said to the finance person, "Reimbursement, $200."

At this time, Smith was staring at the bag in front of him. The bag seemed like a Pandora's box, exuding an unknown and terrifying atmosphere.

He took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and opened the bag... Instantly a horrible fishy smell so strong that it was almost tangible rushed into his nose. The smell was like long-rotten fish and shrimp mixed with blood, which was nauseating.

And after seeing clearly what's inside.

"vomit!!!!!"

Smith vomited without any image, his stomach churning as if he was going to vomit out all his internal organs.

The SEALs are back... Those who were mailed back can even make dumplings... They look just like the pork you see at the butcher's shop. Cui Ming was kind enough not to wash it, so the dried bloodstains tell of a tragic experience.

"It's over. Storm One is about to begin. It's over." Smith sat there with a look of despair and empty eyes. He knew... it was all over... This money-making operation seemed to have just begun, but he could already smell the scent of failure.

And Cui Ming, the Storm One who made Smith feel hopeless, is now fighting with Busujima Saeko.

Busujima Saeko's well-trained legs were placed firmly on Cui Ming's shoulders.

Cui Ming was no ordinary man. Facing the attack of Busujima Saeko, he did not hesitate to launch a counterattack.
The battle was in a stalemate, and Busujima Saeko knew that this was not a solution, so she decisively changed her tactics and performed a fatal scissor kick, locking Cui Ming tightly with her legs like steel, and that fierceness would never let Cui Ming have the slightest chance to escape. Cui Ming gritted his teeth, and the power in his body surged out like a volcanic eruption, releasing the strongest attack in recent times, aiming directly at Busujima Saeko's core position.

With a shrill scream, Busujima Saeko was finally defeated. She fell down after a slight convulsion.

There was a hint of fatigue and unwillingness in the "teacher's" voice.

"Hmm?" Cui Ming turned his head slightly and looked at Busujima Saeko who was lying beside him.

"It's great to meet you." A smile appeared on Busujima Saeko's lips, and her eyes revealed a special tenderness.

"Well, I should be the one saying this. To be honest, I know that I'm not a normal person, but..." Cui Ming and Busujima Saeko looked at the ceiling quietly together.

“But I just don’t want to lose.”

Busujima Saeko knew what Cui Ming was talking about, and she also knew what Cui Ming was carrying.

In comparison, the battle they are facing now, although full of dangers and challenges, is nothing compared to the suffering Cui Ming has endured.

"By the way, how about the scars on my body? Pretty scary, right?" Cui Ming lowered his head slightly, and looked over his body covered with various scars. To be honest, just these scars on his body were enough to give people nightmares at night. Any one of them could be the beginning of a horror story.

"No, I like it very much." Busujima Saeko gently reached out her hand and gently touched the deep or shallow scars on Cui Ming's body. Her fingers slid slowly, as if she was touching a treasure. "At least I know that this is your medal, teacher." Her voice was soft but firm.

"That's right." Cui Ming nodded slightly, his thoughts seemed to drift away. After a moment, he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, I guess I'll have to kill some high-ranking officials in a few days."

"Let me do it!" Busujima Saeko's eyes lit up instantly, and her whole body emanated an excitement that was eager to try. She looked so impatient as if she was about to rush to a feast rather than a dangerous action.

"Okay." Cui Ming looked at the excited Busujima Saeko.

Then let Saeko chop Smith off.

(End of this chapter)