A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

Soon we arrived at the other side of the bridge.

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"Lower your altitude a little." The female reporter ignored the two girls hiding under the bridge. After all, it was now very clear who the key targets were. The gimmick of modern warriors and young swordsmen was enough to add fuel to the fire of this show.

In order to get a clearer and more perfect shot, she called the driver.

Looking at the very photogenic muscle lines, she compared them with the bellies of the middle-aged directors in the station and the pile of hair around their belly buttons, and sighed: What a pity.

In the camera, he pulled out the sword from his horse, holding the gun in his right hand and the sword in his left hand!

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"How many times do I have to say this!!! Siguoyi!"

"Where is the God of War at Changbanpo?"

"Silver spear and dark horse!"

"How similar, how similar."

"Battle method activated! Single-horse drive!"

"This is Ikkitosensei!"

There are always more people watching the show than those who can see the truth. This is the most real feeling of Yukinoshita Yukino.

There are still more ignorant fools and stupid idiots in the world.

"I'm at Inagekaigan Station." The voice of Teacher Hiratsuka came from the phone. She was now driving along the Keiyo Line.

"Then please hurry up, teacher. They are over at Mihama Bridge now."

"Pick up those two girls first and send them back." She instructed Teacher Hiratsuka who didn't understand the situation clearly. She finally understood that if it weren't for these two people, the superman-like Uesugi Genshin would have escaped directly.

He was exactly what Feiren was talking about. She stared at the man on the screen who was taking off the bow and arrow hanging on his horse after temporarily clearing a space on the bridge. Her eyes widened. She was so surprised that it was not an exaggeration. At the same time, a flash of enlightenment flashed through her mind that it was probably too late for Mr. Hiratsuka.

"Animal!" Hikigaya Hachiman, who was far upstairs, couldn't help but swear when he saw this scene. But this was just a sign of respect for his best friend. Is there anything else this guy can't do? Is there anything else?

No wonder he is very confident in his own military power. It is more than just self-confidence, this level of confidence can be boasted to the sky.

"Unparalleled in the world!" This line appeared in the barrage, and then the entire screen was refreshed in an orderly manner, because this is truly "unparalleled" in the world!

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He threw the cross-shaped gun in his hand, piercing through the zombie's body and smashing it to the ground.

Having ridden horses for several lifetimes, this level is just the basics. No matter whether it is the daily life of fighting nomads in Bingzhou or the 15-year-old life as a knight's squire in Swabia, Uesugi Genshin is confident that if a knight's tournament was held in the Middle Ages, he would be the one who won the crown.

Because he was so skilled at killing, and the deaths were so unforgettable, even he could not forget these skills.

Whether he died as General Gao's personal soldier in the city of Xia Pi, or was finally crushed by Saladin's Muslim army along with the flood of knights.

The only thing he can show off is his ability of killing.

He hooked the string with his thumb, then pressed the thumb nail with his index finger, pulled the heavy rattan bow, and pulled it to the full length on horseback. He aimed at the scattered zombies in front of him, and the arrow flew out of his hand. The potential energy accumulated in the string was transmitted to the arrow.

The shot hit the side of a zombie 15 meters ahead, and the powerful kinetic energy knocked it to the ground.

He casually pulled out another arrow from the quiver, put it on the bowstring again, and shot quickly.

in!

This time it was the abdomen of the other one, leaving only the arrow feather in front of the zombie.

The third one is the chest.

The fourth one is the chest.

The tail of the arrow on the string bit the bowstring, and as the string stretched, it accumulated strength again and aimed at the zombies 20 meters away.

Hit right in the head!

color!

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"Beautiful!" The female reporter couldn't help but praise when she saw this scene.

"Move a little lower so that we can take the picture of his face." She called to the driver, and reminded the photographer worriedly.

Under the control of the pilot, the helicopter descended in altitude and landed above the river, keeping it as parallel as possible to the mounted warrior.

The warrior held the arrow in his hand and slowed down the horse. The horse cantered with a wonderful rhythm and finally stopped slowly.

When the camera is pointed at the young man, his stern face can be seen.

He! He looked over here!

The photographers and reporters were slightly dazed at the warrior's handsome appearance, and reassured themselves that he was indeed looking in this direction.

Quite interesting.

This scene would be broadcast live nationwide, and she could imagine what people would think of this cherry blossom-like samurai.

Just look carefully, it's like looking at a dead person...

dead?

"Hello?" The female reporter patted the photographer's back, but was afraid to shake the camera so she didn't dare to use force.

Then she saw clearly that the young man pulled the bow into a full moon shape and aimed the arrow in this direction.

The photographer's mouth was grinning with joy. He was very happy with the posing action.

"Did he aim his arrow at us?"

The photographer's heart skipped a beat after hearing the female reporter's words, and he didn't have time to say anything.

No need to doubt it.

The next second the arrow flew out.

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"My arm, he shot me! He shot me!"

“Aa ...

There were screams on TV, and then a sudden stop of screams, and finally a blurry shot due to shaking.

The camera fell into the cabin, with the sound of rapid and weak slapping against the seat, and was squeezed out of the helicopter the next second.

The spinning camera recorded a blur of blue, gray, and white, falling into the water with a "plop" sound.

Everyone in the room remained silent for a long time as they watched the TV go dark.

"Little girl, is this your friend?" There was a lot of surprise in his voice.

"Yes, this is my sister's friend!" Fengbin Hexiang showed off to the uncles and aunts in the room, waving her pink fists.

All the residents of this apartment building who had been visited one by one by my sister in the past two days gathered at the home of a middle-aged couple on the second floor, because... their house had the biggest TV.

"That's so awesome!" the young man shouted in relief and admiration.

"I didn't expect that Miss Mai has such an amazing friend. I really didn't expect it." The full-time housewife next to her clasped her hands and said enviously. She had watched the TV series starring Sakurajima Mai and was considered a half fan.

No one commented on the fact that the young man on the screen seemed to have killed someone.

After all, it's what he deserves, isn't it?

Sakurajima Mai responded with a smile on the surface, but her heart was filled with helplessness, a faint bitter smile and a feeling of sadness.

He Xiang, stop talking!!!

She turned her head away as if shy, and her red face showed her inner shame.

Subconsciously rubbing her thighs in black tights, her delicate toes hidden in slippers digging the floor, this kind of scene even she could not handle, the unintentional critical hit from her sister, her teammates beside her also echoed happily one by one, giving the boy all the highest words of praise.

The boy on the screen before did look photogenic, but he really wasn't her friend...

Chapter 61: So Astringent

Holding the last arrow in his hand, there were only three arrows left in the quiver, and he wanted to shoot them all at once.

However, after two bullets were fired into the cabin, the last one lost its target and there was nothing to shoot in sight.

Uesugi Genshin shook his head, watched the helicopter fly away, and put the arrow back.

The angle was not good, and when it rose higher, it could no longer penetrate the cockpit.

Forget it, let him go.

Uesugi Genshin was very sure that anyone shot by Shigeto Bow's arrow would be either dead or disabled, and it was unknown whether he would be able to find a doctor for treatment, not to mention that there was a high probability that he would not be able to survive the time it took to find a doctor.

Whether the driver will be held accountable is another matter.

He drove his horse back to the bridgehead, pulled out the cross-shaped spear that was stuck in the ground, and when the nailed zombie was freed and started to move, the spear fell and strangled it completely.

He looked back at the remaining zombies that were attracted here on the roads on both sides, while some were leaving following the distant sound.

My body felt a little tired. After relaxing at the moment the crisis was over, I now feel a little tired.

After clearing out the zombies nearby, he rode his horse up the downward stairs, walked under the bridge, and disappeared on the level of the road.

The horse's hooves stepped deftly on the stone steps without tripping or stepping on empty air. Well, horses will encounter ups and downs in the wild, and walking in the rugged woods, so how could they not go down stairs?

When you turn to the bridge tunnel, you can see the two girls wearing short skirts, sitting in the bridge tunnel with their knees hugged, and both of them are holding a katana in their hands.

Hearing the crisp sound of horse hooves, they also looked over here, and were overjoyed to see Uesugi Genshin appear in their sight.

"Are you okay?" Miura Yumiko stood up and walked forward, asking worriedly.

Uesugi Genshin said as he got off his horse, "It's safe now."

"That's great~" Yuigahama Yui breathed a sigh of relief, her back arched and her arms hanging down, the posture was very funny.

"Then we are finally safe and can go back to school soon." Miura Yumiko also laughed happily, "Ah~ah~".

"Well, I'll go wash my body in the sea first." After saying that, he left the horse where it was and walked towards the sea.

Miura Yumiko folded her arms and nodded, "I understand."

"Yeah, we'll wait for you here."

Seeing that the person had left, "Ha! Ah~, I'm so tired." Yuigahama Yui sat on the ground again, leaning against the wall, or rather lying there, gasping for breath.

“What I’m saying is, this kind of thing really shouldn’t happen again.” Yumiko Miura also sat down next to Yui.

Only then did she remember the pain in her chest, but now she felt nothing. She pulled the collar of her white shirt outwards and looked down.

What? There are bruises indeed.

Blue bruises were indeed visible on the milky white chest that was not covered by the pink bra.

It won’t hurt as long as you don’t touch it. This was her intuitive feeling after she touched it tentatively, and she decided to avoid touching this place as much as possible in the next few days.

"What, what's wrong? Yumiko?"

Miura Yumiko replied nonchalantly: "Nothing."

They sat there waiting, with nothing to do, watching the black horse moving around and the cross-shaped gun placed casually against the wall.

"This child is quite pretty."

In the past, Yumiko Miura was not very fond of these large animals, not to mention that they actually had an unconcealable smell.

But she loved the horse too much, so she stood up and walked over, looking at the bloodstains of zombies on its body and under its feet.

"Hehehe, I think so too, she's as cute as my Sabre."

Yui's dog? Yui is still a little naive when it comes to cuteness. Horses and cuteness are not related.

Yumiko Miura reached out and touched the horse's mane. The soft hair had been groomed, and it seemed that it had been well taken care of by its original owner.

Seeing this, Yuigahama Yui stood on the other side and picked up the horse, "This child is surprisingly well behaved."

"Ah."