Marvel: Age of Heroes

Chapter 291 I feel like there will be a lot of newcomers this time

"Teacher, I did it..." "You killed them?" "Yes!"

"Very good, well done."

"But will we really not be discovered? The school has already called the police, and they will come to find me soon." "Don't worry, stay calm, you don't know anything, understand?" "...Okay, I understand."

At the stairs, after hanging up the phone, Hiroto Sakurai took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

After feeling much calmer, Hiroto Sakurai stood up to face the police's questions.

At first, I was a little uneasy and nervous, but gradually, Hiroto Sakurai answered every question the police asked.

In the end, the police asked for Hiroto Sakurai's contact information and let him go.

After dealing with the tough policeman, Hiroto Sakurai returned home from class in the afternoon and lay on the computer desk.

He closed his eyes, trying to empty his mind, but the murder incident at school left him with a grudge that he couldn't let go of.

Although he knew that the people he killed were all social scum, Hiroto Sakurai, a high school student who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, was obviously not mentally mature enough. He could not tell himself that killing was the right thing to do.

It is said that only children can distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, while adults only care about benefits.

You are right, Hiroto Sakurai is now in this stage of growth and transformation.

He desperately needs someone to help him, even if he can't help him, at least someone can listen to his heart.

So, thinking of this, Hiroto Sakurai turned on his computer and contacted the netizen named "Pork Rib Soup".

"Can we meet this Sunday?" "I have something I want to discuss with you in person." "How about we meet in Shinjuku at 2pm?"

"The person holding Jump magazine outside the mall in front of the station is me." "I'll wait for you." After clicking the mouse to send this message, Hiroto Sakurai didn't know that his future had changed.

Tokyo Station, platform.

The radio was playing in a loop the safety regulations for getting on and off the bus, as well as civilized speech.

In the bustling crowd, a slovenly, strong man at least two meters tall walked out of Tokyo Station carrying a bag.

It is already late autumn and the beginning of winter is approaching, and passers-by are all wearing down jackets or thick coats.

Only the big man's outfit was very eye-catching. In the autumn wind, he was wearing a pair of gangster pants and a tattered long coat. In his open chest, he showed his solid pectoral muscles and a perfect set of impact-resistant abdominal muscles.

As he walked, a terrifying aura like that of an ancient military commander came towards him.

When the pedestrians on the road saw this, they all dodged and tried to avoid him.

In a small park nearby, a few idle young people were chatting and laughing together.

Seeing this, the big man walked over happily.

With just a few words, he stimulated those young men and they started to call for help.

Soon, there were 20 or 30 people, all of them looked aggressive. The big man was very satisfied with the situation. He put down his bag and kicked off his clogs. Then, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he began to sweep away the enemy.

None of the thugs present could withstand a blow from this big man.

Even if three or four people attacked together and held the big man's waist tightly, they were still easily shaken off by his Iron Mountain Backbone Move and all thrown away.

In just a few minutes, the small park was filled with corpses lying on the ground and wailing.

The nearby patrol police received the notification and rushed over to check the situation. They were stunned by the scene.

I could faintly hear the long sirens of ambulances.

The big man sitting on the steps of an overpass was extremely disappointed with those guys just now.

He originally thought that among so many people, there would be at least one or two capable fighters, but who knew that there was none.

Bah! Shame on you!

Eating the instant lunch box bought from the store, the big man lowered his head and ate his meal quickly. He was going to go to various schools in Tokyo after eating. He wanted to have a chat with the bad guys in those schools.

Ten minutes later, Xishenjiao Industrial College.

In the original work, this is the school attended by the Virgin Kato Masaru.

On the rooftop, all the bad third grade students gathered here at this moment.

(cdeb) They surrounded the big man, each of them looked fearless and shouted provocatively.

"I heard that the strongest guy here is called Chiaki Onizuka. Send that guy over here!"

"Ah! What did you say!"

"You're courting death! How dare you call Onitsuka Boss's name in front of us!"

"Beat him! Beat him to death!"

"Teach him a lesson! Don't think you can be arrogant just because you are tall!"

"Everyone, get out of my way!!"

Just when those bad guys were eager to try and get themselves killed, a 1.9-meter-tall man walked up to the rooftop with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking aggressive.

He is the person the big man is looking for, Chiaki Onizuka, the strongest delinquent who now dominates Nishishinka Industrial High School.

He is also a lightweight professional boxer in the Tokyo boxing world.

"Get out of my way! This guy is my prey!"

"Oh, a boxer, that's interesting."

"Boxing is not fighting, let me teach you a lesson!"

Chiaki Onizuka was very confident in his own strength and was much stronger than the big man in terms of momentum. He took the initiative to attack as soon as they disagreed. But unfortunately, he greatly underestimated the big man's strength.

Even though Chiaki Onizuka hit him several times, the big man remained as still as a mountain.

The big man, feeling that he had let Onitsuka off enough, punched him in the nose with his backhand.

At that moment, all the bad guys around heard a crisp sound. Gui Jia Qianming was thrown out and lay on the ground in a mess. His nose was broken and blood choked his throat. He was so irritated that he burst into tears and coughed non-stop.

Chiaki Onizuka, who looked like a pitiful creature, propped up his upper body with his elbows and asked with a stubborn and unwilling look in his eyes.

"who are you……"

"Don't worry about not being able to find me for revenge. Remember this, Kaze. Ozaemon! You'll be number one in Japan soon!"

"Ha, ha ha... Japan is number one, don't make me laugh to death, you are a frog in the well, beating me is nothing."

"Listen up, that Mexican guy who won the world boxing championship is coming to my place to play today."

"Although he is a super lightweight, he is much stronger than me. Go and beat him if you have the ability!"

"Great! Tell me where he is!"

Fuu Daizaemon opened his eyes wide with joy.

Soon, Fuu Daizaemon, who got the exact location of the boxing champion, left the school without looking back.

He hailed a taxi on the road and told the name of the place. The driver was frightened by the aggressive look of Feng Dazaemon, so he drove very fast and sent Feng Dazaemon to the destination in no time.

After paying and getting off the car, Fuu Daizaemon happened to meet the Mexican boxing champion, who was walking out of the door with the support of a crowd. Pulling out the prepared autograph board, Fuu Daizaemon walked forward with a fake smile, pretending to be a fan and asking for an autograph.

The Mexican boxing champion was initially very enthusiastic about signing an autograph for Kaze Daizaemon.

But who would have thought that after getting the autograph, Kaze Daizaemon tore it up the next second and sprinkled the crumbs on the head of the Mexican boxing champion. In the end, Kaze Daizaemon even bullied him for being short and touched his head.

Chapter 292 Izumi Shion: It’s not a feeling, it’s absolute!

"Boxing champion, nothing more than that."

After spitting, Feng Dazaemon withdrew his gaze in disappointment and turned away.

Behind him, a group of people were nervously surrounding the Mexican boxing champion who was knocked unconscious by a punch.

Walking into the downtown area, Fuudayaemon felt very ~bored.

In the next few days, Fuuzaemon defeated several bad students in Tokyo schools.

But the battle was not challenging at all, and for Fuu Daizaemon it was very, very - boring.

He hoped that there would be a strong person to fight with him! He wanted to have a battle that would make his blood boil!

Unfortunately, there are no such people in Tokyo...

"Are you kidding me? You can dominate all the bad guys in the school with your level!?"

"You are far inferior to the people in Hakata!!"

He knocked down the bad leader of Seiya Private High School with one punch, and blood was still dripping from Fuzaemon's clenched fist.

He grabbed the guy lying on the ground whose nose he had broken and wiped the blood with his uniform jacket.

"Hmph! A bunch of trash!"

The arrogant Fuzaemon looked down on the bad boys in the school where the protagonist Kurono Keisaku in the original novel studied, and then turned around and left in a cool manner.

After leaving the campus, Kaze Daizaemon felt that the level of bad students in Tokyo schools was too bad.

He wants to go somewhere else and heard that Shinjuku is a nice place, so he decided to go there this weekend.

Time has come to the weekend.

In the bathroom at Izumi Shion's home.

Various cosmetics and plaster models were scattered all over the floor.

He put on a hood, poured in dye, and turned on the hair dryer to dry it. Izumi Shion looked at herself in the mirror. Under his makeup skills, she was gradually turning into a black person.

Finally, after spending several hours, Izumi Shion, whose appearance had completely transformed into a black person, walked out of the bathroom.

He returned to the room and pulled out from under the bed all the things he had prepared at great expense over the past few days.

A Nepalese dog-leg knife, two M1911s, two submachine guns, more than a dozen magazines, and at least a thousand rounds of bullets.

Put on camouflage uniforms, put on a thick down jacket on the outside, and put the gun and magazines into a shoulder bag. Finally, Izumi Shion carefully took out five more cans. What was filled in them was not some soda, but ammonium nitrate mixture, which would explode!

After completing the preparations, Izumi Shion left home.

On the train to Shinjuku, Izumi Shion pulled up the hood of her down jacket, took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on her face.

Looking quietly out the window of the tram, Izumi Shion reached into his pocket and touched the black ball that gave him hope but was cold all over.

At the same time, at the entrance of the shopping mall outside Shinjuku Station.

The nervous Hiroto Sakurai was holding a Jump magazine and leaning against the wall.

His attention was no longer on the magazine, but on the crowd. He was waiting for someone...

Suddenly, someone behind him quietly tapped his shoulder.

Hiroto Sakurai turned around hastily, and the next second he saw the quiet girl in a knitted hat. "Hello, are you... Charlie?"

The 'Charlie' the girl mentioned is Hiroto Sakurai's online name.

Since the girl in front of him can call out his online name, she must be the one he is waiting for!

Hiroto Sakurai was so excited that he blushed. He quickly put down the magazine in his hand and began to introduce himself: "Yes! It's me! Hello! My name is Hiroto Sakurai, nice to meet you!" "Yes, nice to meet you too. Oh, by the way, my name is Shiraishi Nadeko, you can just call me Nadeko." Nadeko had a very warm smile, and Hiroto Sakurai fell for her unknowingly.

Shiraishi Nadeshiko had a good first impression of Sakurai Hiroto and felt that she should be able to get along with him. "Well, the reason I asked you to come this time is actually..."

"Wait, don't say anything yet. I know there's a very popular coffee shop in Shinjuku. Why don't we go over there and sit down?" Compared to the straightforward Hiroto Sakurai, Nadeshiko Shiraishi's way of dealing with people is obviously much better than his.

Unable to refuse, Hiroto Sakurai nodded. He and Nadeshiko Shiraishi walked side by side on the street, their hearts beating fast.

This feeling, this atmosphere, are they... dating?

The traffic light at the intersection turned red. Hiroto Sakurai, who had his head down and didn't notice, strode over. "Hey kid!"

Fuu Daizaemon grabbed Sakurai Hiroto's shoulder and woke him up from his distraction.

Hiroto Sakurai came to his senses, looked up at the red light across the road, and realized that he almost had a traffic accident.

So he hurriedly thanked Fuu Daizaemon. Shiraishi Nadeshiko, who was standing by, was so frightened that she didn't react. Now she accompanied Sakurai Hiroto and bowed to Fuu Daizaemon to thank him. ... Asking for flowers.

The green light came on and pedestrians began to cross.

After bidding farewell to the kindhearted Kaze Daizaemon, Sakurai Hiroto and Shiraishi Nadeshiko became closer to each other because of this incident. It can be said that they are destined to be together. "Hey! Sakurai!" "Teacher Sakata!?"

"Haha, why call me teacher? That's stupid."

The two people who were shopping suddenly ran into Sakata, which made Hiroto Sakurai surprised.