Chapter 66: Outlaws

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Ginza Hospital, Tokyo.

Originally, after the strange demon disaster, this place should be overcrowded and wailing everywhere.

But now, there are not many injured people here. As usual, the nurses are even chatting and laughing while watching the video.

Yesterday, the super-A-level Devouring Demon descended on the center of Ginza, but it did not cause many casualties. The most seriously injured were the several watchmen who had previously resisted the Devouring Demon. Among them, the A-level watcher codenamed "Iwa Fist" suffered the most. .

In the previous battle, the Rock Fist Watcher directly turned into a stone man to absorb the frontal attack of the Devouring Demon, and then was dunked by the Devouring Demon. After all, according to Qiao Shuya's perception, the Rock Fist can only have 12 love at most. Combat power, Devouring Demon is close to 50 love.

As for other ordinary people in Ginza, the most serious injuries were those who fell to the ground and broke their legs.

Qiao Shuya also took the opportunity to visit these colleagues. To be honest, they seemed to be enjoying themselves quite a lot. They were sitting in a ward bragging, and the nurse was still peeling apples for them.

When they saw Qiao Shuya and Yuan Zhi'ai, they greeted each other warmly. It was obvious that they had learned about the outcome of the incident from the news. As for whether Qiao Shuya killed anyone or not, they didn't think it was a matter.

After greeting these colleagues, Qiao Shuya took Yuan Zhiai to another ward. Hayakawa Satoru, who had half his body shattered by a sniper gun, had left the intensive care unit and came to a single room.

When Qiao Shuya entered, he saw the president of the Nakamura branch smoking a cigarette on the side.

Even though smoking is not allowed in the hospital, he still sneaks by the toilet, with cigarette butts almost filling the toilet.

At this time, Hayakawa Satoru did not feel sad about losing his arm, but curiously moved the mechanical arm on the right half of his body.

He has already been equipped with a mechanical prosthetic arm, but this should be just the basic model for him to adapt to now. Uncle Li said that an S-class warden who plays with mechanics will come here to customize the mechanical arm for him in the future.

"Ah, you're here!" Hayakawa Satoru saw Qiao Shuya and the others and greeted them warmly. He even raised the robotic arm unskillfully.

"Um..." Qiao Shuya didn't expect that this little brother who almost lost half of his body could still be so optimistic.

"We're all here, just find a place to sit." It was obvious that this little brother was very happy.

"Sorry, we don't have anything to entertain." President Nakamura seemed to have aged a lot in the past two days, and obvious dark circles could be seen.

"It's okay, it's okay. We just came here to take a look. We may leave soon." Qiao Shuya didn't know what to say.

In this incident, I am afraid that the only victim is this optimistic young man. If Qiao Shuya had not decisively released the Fist of Heaven at that time, this young man would not have survived.

"Can the prosthetic hand adapt?" Qiao Shuya asked.

"No problem, I also think this thing may be better than the original one. When the time comes, I will install a 20mm gun barrel on this hand, load half of the arm with ammunition, and install a telescopic bayonet. It's so cool. Got it!" Hayakawa Satoru seemed to be really thinking about his future.

Qiao Shuya was a little speechless. He didn't know why the association would choose such a person to be an agent. His character should be a publicity ambassador or something like that. Being an agent would be a waste of talent.

"President Nakamura, are you still continuing the investigation?" Qiao Shuya just asked about this matter.

As for Nakamura, his gloomy face was full of viciousness and cruelty. The corners of his mouth raised: "Yes, why not?"

He stood up and patted Qiao Shuya on the shoulder: "Don't worry, our entire association will help you with your lawsuit. I have handed over all the information about the person you killed from birth to death to the association. That is a complete and utter fraud." dirty gloves."

"Actually, the witnesses, lawyers, and judges this time are all from the 11th District Government. To be honest, it is almost impossible for us to win. However, there will be people in the association who will contact the higher-ups to pay attention to this, so all their plans to play dirty are useless. "

Nakamura smiled, they are bound to win this lawsuit, it just depends on how many people are sent in in the end.

"Even, I seem to have caught the insider in the association, not the watcher, but among the scholars who became guest ministers." Nakamura smiled and revealed a bombshell again.

Qiao Shuya's pupils tightened, was the ghost among their guests?

who is it? Are they those guests who study subspace and alien demon culture? It would be fine if it was a bunch of losers and ignorant "masters", but if it was those scholars who study technology...

Since Nakamura has already said it here, it is estimated that the top leaders of the association have known about it for a long time, and may have already begun to play Werewolf...

Although the senior officials laughed very loudly during the interrogation with Qiao Shuya yesterday, each of them was a person who survived the chaotic era of strange demons, and no one of them was a fierce man with blood on his hands.

Now it's just that they want to follow the rules. If they don't want to follow the rules, then no matter how many people come, they probably won't be enough to kill.



Time passed very quickly, and Qiao Shuya seemed to be completely free today. He no longer had to think about stacking up his passive or dealing with various things.

He only needs to wait for the court to start, and then wait for Lawyer Luo and the association to show off their power to see how many people can be sent in. He only needs to deduct 666 while he is standing by.

The whole day today, he just held the ice-cold happy water and watched the tokusatsu drama. In the courtyard was the panda Lao Chen who kept twisting the elemental power into a chainsaw disc blade. It seemed to have an idea, and it came out The disc blade can at least cut bamboo.

It's just that it's still far from what Qiao Shuya thought it was like a guillotine.

Yuan Zhi'ai is also practicing the water swords. Originally, her water skills were very superficial, such as water walls and water drills, but when she was fighting the Devourer, she seemed to suddenly have an idea and figured out the control of cutting off the water flow. The idea of ​​cutting and destroying the enemy's blood inside.

Qiao Shuya felt that he could let her continue to practice in this aspect. As for the details, he would not force her to learn according to her own ideas.

Then let’s see if we can use the stacking ability to create a water control skill for Minamoto Chia.

He watched the TV and saw that one person and one bear who were constantly practicing in the courtyard were practicing hard.

But when he changed the channel, he saw that all the TV stations except TV Tokyo started reporting another news.

"Our reporter reported on the front line that the Qishui Pier in the Minato District of Tokyo was occupied by a group of thugs and had a fierce exchange of fire with the police. We are waiting for our reporter's follow-up report..."

There were constant gunshots at the scene, mainly because Qiao Shuya saw an acquaintance.

The chubby and fat man looked at the police station. On the TV, he huddled under the car and replaced the bullets in his pistol.

It seems that they are just a group of outlaws. After all, they are fighting the police in the middle of the door. They should not have much to do with the strange demons.

Qiao Shuya thought and suddenly lost his attention.

He will enter the court tomorrow. To be honest, he is still a little curious. Will the criminal proceedings here be as crazy as the TV series he watched in his previous life, slamming the table and shouting "objection".