There is something wrong with my infinite flow teammates!

"Why is this happening..." Kitahara Haruki sobbed softly, his voice was hoarse and he was completely exhausted.

Hearing the whisper again, Dirang's cold face suddenly showed an elegant smile. He withdrew his gaze from Sabra's body and joked to Nandena beside him: "Isn't this interesting?"

Seeing the captain's relaxed and happy expression, Nandena's body trembled slightly, and fear flashed across her pupils, but she still managed to speak: "Sabra is too arrogant. I asked him three times if he needed support, but he didn't answer me."

"No, no, no, dear Nandena, I don't feel sorry for Sabra's death, but he made me lose a piece of equipment." Dirang shook his head and smiled gently: "You know, it's not easy to get an A card. It's a waste, too much of a waste."

"I was too merciful. I was worried that he would be killed, so I let him go with the shoulder cannon. I didn't expect that this equipment gave him the confidence to die. As a result, our team lost three points."

Di Rang opened his mouth and laughed louder and louder. He said while laughing, "It's very funny, stupid me didn't expect this idiot to be so stupid, so I lost an A-level equipment, haha."

"Captain, Captain." Nandena's body trembled.

"Oh, don't worry, Nandena, I think you are not that stupid." Dirang placed his hand gently on Nandena's shoulder and patted her kindly.

Then he unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of the mineral water left by Kitahara Sora. He turned around and focused his attention on Kitahara Haruki, muttering to himself as he walked towards him: "At least tying the score by two is the only thing that makes me feel relieved."

Kitahara Haruki watched this handsome and elegant dark-skinned man approach him, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, she opened her mouth in fear but could only make an "ah ah" sound.

"Hey~ Don't be nervous, buddy." Di Rang smiled kindly, and in order to ease the atmosphere, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Nikata Akina's bloody buttocks with a "slap", making a crisp sound.

And Akina Nikata groaned weakly and drooped her bald head again.

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-" Kitahara Haruki screamed in fear and moved his body frantically, trying to get away from the man, but he was tied up with hemp ropes and could only crawl on the spot like a caterpillar.

"Am I really that scary?" Di Rang touched his face doubtfully, and a trace of blood suddenly appeared on his dark cheek. "Why are you afraid of me? My friend, if I am really that scary--"

Kitahara Haruki stopped screaming because he saw Dirang's smile become ferocious.

"That's right, my friend." Dirang returned to his humble and polite smile, stretched out his hand and gently patted Kitahara Haruki's face, "I mean, I don't know these words, can you help me interpret them?"

As he spoke, he took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolded it and placed it in front of Kitahara Haruki, and asked in a sincere tone of earnest inquiry: "What does this sentence mean?"

The masked boy next to Yuan trembled, but did not dare to turn around to look. The three white "slaves" at the other end quietly moved their feet, trying to go downstairs to avoid the captain who was on the verge of exploding, while the three "beasts" were still lifeless.

Kitahara Haruki's eyes gradually focused as he stared at a line of Japanese on the paper. His breathing gradually became rapid, as if he had asthma, and his eyes fell into panic again.

"Don't you know him? Aren't you a high school student?" Di Rang made an exaggerated expression and asked in confusion, "Isn't this your native language? Come on, read it out, read it out in English, and tell me what kind of blessing your captain left for me."

"His ha—his ha—"

"It seems you don't understand English." Di Rang nodded to himself, touched his chin and smiled: "Since you don't understand English, let me translate it for you."

He pointed at the paper with a smile on his face and read out the text word by word in very standard Japanese pronunciation, "If you drink this cup of Ganges water, you will become an Indian in your next life."

"Is that so? It seems I understand Japanese better than you."

Di Rang shook his head helplessly, folded the paper neatly and put it back in his pocket, then drank the water in the mineral water bottle in one gulp and asked Kitahara Haruki seriously, "Why does it feel like your captain is very hostile to us? We have never even met."

"Ah - I see." Dirang suddenly realized and I nodded, "Because I asked Deborah to test your strength and injure your team members. He is a very vengeful person. Or, he loves his teammates very much, even if they are newcomers. How to describe this word?"

Dirang turned his head and looked at Nandena behind him, and at the thin man leaning against the wall in the corner without saying a word. He suddenly patted his thigh in a funny way, his eyes leaped with joy, and laughed: "In Chinese, it can be explained as 'protecting one's shortcomings'! He can't bear to see his team members suffer any injustice... We injured his people, so he must kill my people. It's interesting, too interesting."

"you……"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Dijon Nai, the captain of the hymn team." Dijon suddenly stood up, bowed elegantly to Kitahara Haruki on the ground, and said with a smile: "It's an honor to meet you, my friend."

"The Anthem Squad." Kitahara Haruki murmured in a daze, "Friends."

"Great, my friend, we are friends." Dirang laughed crazily. He gently patted Kitahara Haruki's face and said, "Since we are friends, your captain also gave me a gift. I should return the gift out of courtesy. He should have received it by now."

He stood up and stopped talking. Instead, he suddenly stretched out his hand and inserted it from behind Akina Nikata. With a twist and pull of his arm, a red heart appeared in his palm.

"The sincere heart of a friend..." Di Rang shook his head helplessly, walked to Sabra's body holding the heart, pried open his mouth and stuffed the heart in.

Then he flipped his hand, and an ancient Sanskrit scripture appeared in his palm. The building was suddenly filled with cold wind, and a huge black shadow more than two meters tall appeared behind Di Rang.

The black shadow has a ferocious appearance, a green face and fangs, three eyes, two heads and six arms. It is the residual image of "Yama, the god of death" in Indian mythology.

"It's not time to fall down, idiot." Di Rang closed his eyes, scolded Sabra's body, and muttered scriptures from the book.

At this time, Yama's phantom roared, and the different magic weapons on his six arms waved rhythmically, and Sabra's lips, which had already been cold, moved slightly. After swallowing the heart with great effort, he suddenly opened his eyes...

The corpse moved, slowly sat up, and then stood up.

Its stiff muscles kept wriggling, filling the missing parts of its body. Soon, its two arms grew back from the broken parts, and its broken spine and the big hole in its mouth were also filled again due to the wriggling of its flesh.

After a while, Sabra appeared in front of Dirang in the posture of a normal person, but his huge body of more than two meters tall was shrunk to about one and a half meters. Although he stood upright, his pupils were still dilated. He did not come back to life, but was still just a cold corpse.

"Devil." Kitahara Haruki stared blankly at the scene in front of him, muttering incoherently: "You are a devil..."

"No, I am a god, the god of death." Dirang turned his head and smiled: "I am still your friend."

At this moment, the thin man who had been leaning against the wall without saying a word began to laugh. With a bloodthirsty light in his pupils, he slowly approached Kitahara Haruki. He stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked the scalpel in his hand.

The sharp blade cut his tongue, and after tasting the blood, the guy smiled morbidly: "Since we are friends, let's play a game, friend. My name is Goda O Luoha. Come on, let's play a game, just like your girlfriend, and see how long you can last. I think you should be braver."

As he spoke, he suddenly cut off a piece of bloody fat from Nikata Akina's chest, held it in his hands as if he were holding a priceless treasure, with a look of regret: "Ah, after peeling the skin, there is only this much left, what a pity..."

"Okay, friend, tell me about your captain's plan." Goda's sick expression was restrained. He dropped the fat and gently stroked Kitahara Haruki's face. "Tell your friends the secrets you know."

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At this time, Aoki Hong loves her family.

Kitahara Sora was shirtless, and Yukino was gritting her teeth and using a small knife to pry open Kitahara Sora's skin. She used tweezers to take out the metal bullets in his body one by one and put them on a plate on the coffee table.

A total of four bullets were taken out. They were shotgun shells fired by Sabra's Iron Fist. Kitahara Sora only blocked important parts such as the heart and brain, while the other split bullets were all embedded in his body.

Naoto's remains were taken away by a young man named 'Ang' from Erina's team. He rushed over just after Yukino finished her phone call.

Ang conveyed a message to Yukino that Xiao and Takeo were not dead yet, and Xiao's message to Yukino was to ask everyone to use Hongai's house as the gathering point, so this scene happened.

Kobayashi Daigo and Kagaya Shuichi were talking in low voices, while the carefree Hongai was squatting beside Kazami Yuji, watching him fiddling with his sniper rifle with curiosity.

"What that woman meant was that if Takashi and Takeo were in her hands, they would be able to survive as long as Aoki Aoi and Kagaya were alive, otherwise she would kill them. Is that what she meant?"

"She didn't say anything extra to me. She only said that she would guarantee the safety of Komuro and Gouda, provided that her sister and Shuichi were alive."

Yukino concentrated on using tweezers to pry open Kitahara Sora's flesh and blood. After finally taking out the last bullet, she was obviously relieved and said, "She must have taken them as hostages. Xiao and Takeo persisted in her hands for a long time. When she was about to kill them, she received my call."

"very dangerous."

"It's really dangerous. If they were a step slower, they would have been killed by that woman." Xueno showed a worried look, "But she still didn't tell me what Dirang said to her. I always feel that things are not that simple."

"Can't guess?"

"I can't think of it for now." Xue No shook her head regretfully, then took out a bandage from the ring and carefully wrapped it around Kitahara Sora's chest, lowering her voice a bit, "They should understand Jiang Lina's character. She is not crazy and can communicate."

"I can't imagine how he managed to make Jiang Linai fear him and hate us at the same time. I can't understand how he managed to make Jiang Linai not attack if he cooperates with us, but will hunt us down if he goes to war with us..."

Yukino Hidemi frowned, looking a little confused: "Judging from the fact that two of his team members were killed, Jiang Lina must hate them very much, but at the same time she is afraid of him and dares not act rashly. What means did he use to make her obedient?"

After thinking for a moment, Kitahara Sora said, "There is another point. What you said is not that simple. He should have a backup plan. Jiang Lina's personality is unstable. If she fails to kill us or is unable to kill us, he should have thought of this, just like the current situation."

"I think my dear sister is afraid of some kind of power." Aoki Hongai came over at some point, looked at Kitahara Sora and Yukino and said with a smile: "She is actually a very simple woman, a hopelessly stupid fool."

Kitahara Sora looked at the freckled hottie in front of him in surprise and said with a smile: "You don't hate her anymore?"

As soon as these words came out, Aoki Hongai's face immediately turned cold. "For now, I know that everything she did was for me and Shuichi, but she killed my parents after all. Some things can't be let go so easily."

"I remember you and Kagaya also participated in our battle, right? You should have met in the afternoon, but she still didn't tell you?"

Erina went straight to the downstairs of Akai. Akai and Shuichi also participated when she was fighting with Takeo and the others. In fact, if they hadn't stopped them, Xiao and Takeo might not have waited for Yukino's call.

From this point of view, Kitahara Sora owes the two of them a favor, so his attitude will naturally not be very bad.

Smart Hong Ai understood Bei Yuankong's gaze. She sneered and said, "Although I don't know where you came from or why you intervened in this battle, those two people must not have told the truth or didn't finish their words, so they can't die for the time being. As for my bastard sister..."

Hong Ai's expression suddenly relaxed, and she looked at Kitahara Sora with a half-smile, "If I'm not mistaken, Shuichi and I played a very important role in your purpose. For this reason, you will tell me everything sooner or later."

Bei Yuankong stared at her with a stern look, and after a moment's silence, he said, "To be honest, your sister may not tell you after all this is over, but if we are both alive by then, I will tell you."

Seeing the other party's serious expression, Aoki Hongai's expression also became serious, "Do we have to wait until all this is over?"

Kitahara Sora nodded and said with an unquestionable tone: "It must end."

Aoki Akai fell into deep thought, and Kagaya Shuichi was also staring at them. Just when Yukino was about to comfort them, she suddenly frowned and stared at her bracelet.

At this moment, Kazami Yuji, Kobayashi Daigo and Kitahara Sora were all looking at the backs of their hands in unison, which made Hongai and Xiu Yizhanghe monk confused. It can be seen that their expressions are extremely solemn. Suddenly, they felt a chill, and even the temperature in the room dropped by a few degrees?

"What happened?"

"Someone's dead." Kitahara Sora looked up and replied, then asked Yukino, "Is Hui not back yet?"

Just as I was about to page her through the headset, there was a sudden click from the door lock and Kato Megumi walked in with an expressionless face.

She looked around at everyone, moved her lips and said, "I didn't find Gotha, nor did I find Kitahara Haruki and Nikata Akina, but I just went to the room they rented again..."

Kitahara Sora noticed that Hui looked very bad, even a little pale, and his mood suddenly sank. He asked bluntly and briefly: "Just tell me what's the matter."

"Dirang gave the gift back to the senior. I'm afraid that leaving this gift in the B&B will cause accidents." Hui bit her lip, which was rare, "So..."

Gift? Surprise?

Not only Kitahara Sora and Yukino, but also Kazami Yuji and Kobayashi Daigo were aroused by Kei's words.

"Take it out, Hui." Kitahara Sora nodded to her encouragingly and said softly, "I roughly guessed what it was. Nikata Akina died just now."

"Senior, you can't guess." Hui took a deep breath, and his voice trembled a little: "I thought they were worse than animals, but..."

Hui shook her head vigorously, and with a wave of her hand, a bloody bag appeared on the ground, and in her hand was a mobile phone, which was Kitahara Haruki's phone.

After Kitahara Sora took the phone, Hui's voice came again, "Video file, the first one."

Yukino sat next to Kitahara Sora, and Aoki Akai also poked her head over curiously. When the video was turned on, a fair and delicate body was tied to the ceiling, and a thin man with dark skin was scratching something on her face with a scalpel.

A shrill scream came from the speaker of the mobile phone. Aoki Hongai's eyes widened wider and wider. She covered her mouth in horror and ran to the toilet to retch.

Yukino's pale lips trembled slightly, and even her breathing became cautious, until the human skin was peeled off her body like peeling an orange. Yukino finally couldn't help but turned her head away and covered her mouth.

The second room Akina's apology was faintly heard from the phone, and the person filming deliberately put the phone to her mouth...

Yuji Kazami untied the bloody bag, and Shuichi Kagaya looked at it carefully for a few seconds before letting out a scream of horror.

The person skinning the skin was very skilled, but the process only lasted a few minutes. However, the other party's psychic kept Akina Nikata awake from beginning to end, and even coma was a luxury.

Soon after, a dark face appeared on the screen.

He was wearing a spotless white suit, his hair was combed neatly, and he had a tough and gentle look, giving off the image of a handsome black man with a British aristocratic style.

Di Rang showed a friendly and kind smile on his face. He took the mineral water given to him by Kitahara Sora and raised his glass enthusiastically. Then he took a sip gracefully, shook his head and smiled, "This is not the water of the mother river, my friend."

Beiyuan Kong dropped his phone, covered his face with his hands, and after a long silence, he muttered to himself: "This is... my fault?"

If she hadn't angered Dirang, perhaps she would have died more easily. When this video was recorded, it was not completely dark yet, and the death notification of her teammates had just been received. Nikata Akina had just died...if she hadn't angered him.

Even when she was facing Sabra, she never thought of abusing him. Yukino broke Naoto's limbs to ensure her own safety. Besides, they can repair their bodies with coins.

Beiyuankong just felt a little cold all over. No filth could compare to the evil of human nature. In this twisted world...

"No, it's not your fault." Yukino shook her head tremblingly, not caring about the atmosphere around her, and slowly embraced Kitahara Sora's head in her arms, "The provocative behavior on the battlefield can be traced back to thousands of years ago...Because Kitahara Haruki is still alive, if you didn't do this, Dirang would have chosen one of them to torture and extract useful information. It's not your fault."

It wasn't Kitahara Sora's fault. The reason why it turned out like this was that he felt a little guilty in his heart. He was still a human being, and everyone had a conscience.

Kitahara Haruki and Nikata Akina are just strangers to everyone. Maybe she deserves it. She is not adapted to this world. She can be eliminated, but she should not be treated like this.

Xue No's eyes gradually turned cold, with some rare bloodshot in her eyes. "If you feel guilty, help her get revenge, but not as a teammate."

"No, Yukino." Kitahara Sora raised his head and looked at the girl calmly, "I think that when it comes to treating one's own kind, people cannot, or at least should not..."

Chapter 35: The Hair is Dry

Beiyuan Kong leaned on the balcony with his hands, feeling the cool night breeze brushing across his cheeks, and staring at the new moon hanging in the sky, feeling a little confused.

Komuro Takashi and Takeo were probably in a coma. I paged them countless times through the headset but received no response. These two guys are really stupid.

In this world, they still use the real world. They want to prove themselves, don't want to cause trouble to the team, and don't want themselves, as the captain, to think that they are useless.

But even if they are useless, will I despise them? Live well, bastard!

Fortunately, Jiang Lina didn't kill them, otherwise I would really go crazy...

Seeing Nikata Akina being tortured like that, Kitahara Sora actually felt a little uncomfortable. These two were the people he had abandoned, but why did he feel uncomfortable seeing them being tortured like this?

But it only took a moment for him to figure it out. He wasn't feeling bad because of Akina Nikata, and the guilt wasn't because of his own behavior, but because of other things...

Kobayashi Daigo explained the matter of the Anthem Team to Aoki Akai and Kagaya. As for how he would make up the story, Kitahara Sora didn't want to care. At least the two protagonists had realized the seriousness of the problem.

The two of them, including Hong Ai's sister, have been involved in a serious incident, and this battle is far more than just a fight over coins.

It is around ten o'clock in the middle of the night. Ever since she watched that video, Yukino has locked herself in the guest room. Perhaps this incident has made her understand a truth. Will Yukino be the brain of the Izumo team? Maybe we can come to a conclusion tonight.

"Sigh..." Kitahara Sora sighed softly, but a light voice sounded from behind him.