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The cool breeze blew away a lot of the heat in their hearts, and their eyes gradually became clear again.

Mrs. Yukinoshita spoke first, "This trip ends here. From now on, you should return to school and study as usual. Relax for a while, and Yukino and Haruno must not show a decline in grades."

Yang Nai's face turned bitter and she responded in a soft voice. Since she moved out to go to college, she has relaxed a lot and her grades in various subjects have been maintained at an upper-middle level.

If I let my mother know, my dream of living alone would be ruined. I will have to work harder from now on.

Yukino was fearless. She glanced at Amamiya and said, "It's impossible for your grades to decline, but it's a bit difficult to surpass Amamiya-kun."

Amemiya smiled and said, "It's just luck."

"Amamiya-kun is too modest. Being number one in the grade is not something that can be achieved just by luck. As for Yukino, it would be good enough if she could maintain her ranking."

Mrs. Yukinoshita brushed the hair that was blown to her mouth, and waved her hand without any intention of continuing the topic.

"Let's stop here today. Amamiya-kun, go back and have a good rest and prepare for school tomorrow. We'll see where to go next time."

"Okay, goodbye, Mrs. Yukinoshita, Sister Yukino and Sister Yangno."

Chapter 227 Undercurrent

Somewhere in an underground office.

"Are you sure that this guy is the culprit behind Yamada Ichiro's disappearance?"

"Yes, big brother. I have investigated all the people who were present that night. Although the surveillance footage at the scene showed that Yamada and his men were...killing each other, there were footage of them fighting with this guy before the incident. Several eyewitnesses who were interrogated at the scene all pointed out that it was him!"

"Okay, it's been a long time since anyone dared to provoke the Yamaguchi-gumi like this! Pass my order down, bring this kid to me, dead or alive."

"Hey! I'll do it right away."

"And have you dealt with that troublesome lawyer?"

"I'm sorry, big brother. That woman is a tough one. We can't do anything with her, no matter how much we threaten her or bribe her. And she's too famous in the legal profession. We can't act rashly."

"Don't worry about it. She will find out about our problem soon. If we don't solve it quickly, we will all be doomed! Bring her here as quickly as possible, no matter what method you use. I will let her have a good taste of the regret of overestimating her own abilities!"

"yes, Sir!"

Behind the gloomy conversation there is the vibration of passionate music, as if they are in a lively entertainment venue.

-

One week after the trip.

Early morning, Amemiya family.

He stopped the alarm clock, put on his school uniform, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Take out the bread bought in advance from the refrigerator, put it in the bread maker to heat it up, and add milk to it, and a simple breakfast is ready.

When I walked to the entrance, it was exactly eight o'clock in the morning. I casually called out the panel and signed in silently.

[Super-speed regeneration: Your body cells have the property of infinite division. When you suffer non-destructive damage, your cells will divide and proliferate at an abnormal speed to repair the wound until you are fully recovered.]

Amemiya stroked his chin with a strange expression as he looked at his new ability that had not been used for a long time. He always felt as if he had turned into Wolverine.

Except for the lack of claws on the hands and the not-so-thick beard, the body physique also exceeds the limits of normal humans. It looks exactly like them.

The young man sighed quietly, he didn't know if this trend of evolving towards an inhuman direction was a good thing or not.

He stopped as he was about to go out to school, turned around and walked back towards the kitchen.

He picked up a small knife that was very sharp for a normal person and gently cut the palm of his hand.

Amemiya was stunned. It couldn’t be said that the knife just now did not cause any damage, but it could only be said that he felt nothing at all.

I looked at the place where the line passed suspiciously, and saw only a very tiny white mark that was changing rapidly, flashing by for a while and then returning to the original skin color.

It seems that he has turned into more than just Wolverine. He should be a Wolverine who has practiced the Iron Shirt or the Golden Bell Cover?

In order to test the actual effect of [Super Speed ​​Regeneration], Amemiya ruthlessly continued to stab with the knife.

The force continued to increase, and the small white marks gradually turned into red marks similar to abrasions.

Could it be that this surface layer of skin can block bullets? !

Seeing the tiny red marks he had spent so much effort on recovering at an incomprehensible speed, Amamiya's face darkened and he muttered to himself:

"This is the last time. I really don't believe I can't make a wound."

His eyes focused, and he used all his strength, combined with the power-generating technique of [Grandmaster's Power]. A muffled sound was heard, and a one-centimeter wound was finally formed on his arm.

Amemiya blinked and saw that the wound closed almost instantly, and returned to its original state in less than two seconds. He was extremely surprised.

"Turtle, now it's really hard to die. If I go back to my previous life, a mere dump truck would want to kill me. How ridiculous!"

After a while of being in the second year of school, Amamiya finally calmed down and continued to go to school as usual.

Although [Super Speed ​​Regeneration] is very practical, Amamiya can't find a place to use it in the everyday world.

Unless you choose to fight as a mercenary on the Western battlefield, the most you will suffer is physical trauma. It seems that you will not need to go to the hospital to treat ordinary wounds in the future.

It’s at least a good ability, Amamiya comforted himself optimistically.

-

"What? Who are you? I warn you not to act rashly!"

"Haha, a big lawyer like you won't understand the difficulties of people like us at the bottom of society. If you don't want me to hurt your daughter, just come to this place to meet us. Remember, you can't call the police or tell anyone else about this. Once you call the police, I won't guarantee your daughter's life~"

"You - I will go, provided you guarantee my daughter's safety."

"Hahaha, don't worry, Lawyer Fei, I am an honest and trustworthy person!"

beep-

In the abandoned warehouse, the sinister man with yellow hair hung up the phone, then laughed to the people around him:

"It seems that this lawyer Fei is not very smart. She was fooled by the fact that I just stole her daughter's phone and used a computer to create a kidnapping video."

The younger brothers around him quickly echoed: "Big brother is very skilled. He took down this tough bone in one move."

The sinister man's face turned cold and he said, "Okay, stop flattering me here. There is another person that the boss wants to capture. Hurry and bring him here."

"Hi!"

Tattooed men in black jackets filed out of the abandoned warehouse, riding their exaggeratedly modified motorcycles, and sped towards the road with their engines roaring.

-

Inside an office in a high-end office building.

Hibiki Eri angrily slammed the table. The loud noise startled the secretary assistant who was working diligently outside the door. She quickly opened the door and asked:

"Lawyer Fei, what happened?"

The mature and beautiful female lawyer took a deep breath to calm down. The kidnapper's threat flashed through her mind, but she still didn't dare to call the police. She said:

"It's okay, Kuriyama, you should go back to work first. There are some things I need to take care of alone."

She called her ex-husband several more times, but the call was never connected. The feeling of frustration and boredom made Hibiki Eri extremely angry.

Damn it, Kogoro Mouri, you bastard, what the hell are you doing!

After a long silence, the beautiful woman closed her eyes resignedly, and then a determined look flashed across her face.

No matter what, at least I have to rescue my daughter first, no matter what the cost.

Barely supporting his weak body, he walked down the stairs with a somewhat dejected look under the watchful eye of Assistant Kuriyama.

Kisaki Eri called a taxi and headed towards the location on her phone.

On the other side, the top high school girl was taking a breath and resting near a wasteland, and she couldn't help but complain:

"Really? The public security in Tokyo is getting worse and worse. A biker gang actually stole my phone in broad daylight. If he wasn't on a motorcycle, I would definitely teach him a lesson."

Mao Lilan's face was filled with anger, and her clenched fists made a crackling sound, as if an unimaginable force was gathering in her hands.

The daughter of a former Metropolitan Police Department detective, she is the leader of the Teitan High School Karate Club and holds a black belt level.

If the robbers were caught, they would probably have suffered a very tragic end.

Chapter 228: The one who blocks the road may not be a tiger (one more chapter)

It was a remote place with no one around, and my cell phone was stolen, so I couldn't contact my family.

After complaining a few words angrily, Mao Lilan could only walk home on foot, but it would take a lot of time.

Kogoro Mouri, who had no idea what was going on, was still drinking beer and playing marbles in the marble parlor, having so much fun that he forgot everything else.

The cell phone in his trouser pocket had long been turned off because the battery ran out.

On the way to the abyss, Hibiki Eri continued to call her daughter's friends and school without giving up.

The results were all uncertain about Mao Lilan's location and situation, and her ex-husband's phone could never be reached, which made the beautiful woman completely give up.

He subconsciously clenched the sharp knife hidden in his slim-fit trousers and bit his pink lips, as if he had made some kind of resolution.

-

Sobu High School, Service Department.

Yukinoshita Yukino's face turned slightly red, and she stretched out her fingers to scrape the white from the corner of her mouth into her mouth.

His face was full of aftertaste.

Amemiya watched the girl's actions in silence, subconsciously tightened his belt, and a look of relaxation appeared on his face.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but why do I always feel that my belt is getting looser and looser recently?

It is obvious that he has the best crotch in the world, the young man fell into deep thought.

"It's really too inconvenient to be in school. Amamiya-kun, are you going to my house today? I have learned a few new Chinese dishes and I want Amamiya-kun to taste them~"

The slender legs rubbed gently against each other, and Yukino blushed as she made a tacit invitation.

Dessert is not enough, you want to have a full meal, right?

Amemiya shook his head and refused: "Forget it today. The publisher has some documents that need my signature and confirmation, so I can't spare the time tonight. Sorry."

The girl smiled gently, tidily helped Amamiya straighten her clothes, and said:

"Well, since you are busy, let's talk about it next time. But you are not allowed to refuse next time, Amamiya-kun~"

"Of course, I will definitely satisfy Yukino next time."

"No, don't make me sound like a bitch who's always thinking about that kind of thing!"

Yukino raised her fist and pounded her chest a few times in dissatisfaction, and cheerful noises spread from inside the door to outside the corridor.

After saying goodbye to the Service Club, Amemiya walked out of the school gate leisurely, and saw a group of yakuza wearing black jackets surrounding him.

The students around looked at this scene in horror and left as quickly as they could.

Those who are a little braver will hide in the distance and observe the development of things curiously.

When did I provoke this group of social scum?

Forget it, I have no impression of them at all. I might as well find a remote place to get rid of them.

Amemiya sighed helplessly, but completely forgot about the conflict he had with the Yamaguchi-gumi at the live house last time because of Michiru Hyodo.

But even if they remembered it, they probably wouldn’t care. Cleaning up this kind of social garbage is just a matter of convenience.

"Hey, kid, come with us, my brother wants to see you."

The yellow-haired leader looked relaxed, with a cigarette in his mouth.

He waved the folding stick in his hand intentionally or unintentionally, as if trying to intimidate the teenager in this way.

Yu Gong scratched his ears calmly and said:

"Why should I go with you? I don't think I have ever provoked you. And what organization are you?"

The young man's nonchalant tone angered the gangsters surrounding him, and they all raised their weapons and shouted:

"Tie Mei, you don't even know the reputation of our Yamaguchi-gumi!"

"Brother, this kid is too arrogant, let's beat him up!"

"Bakayalu, you should kneel down and apologize to us and beg for mercy now!"

When the students around saw the commotion and the fight was about to break out, they immediately moved further away and only dared to continue watching after ensuring their own safety.