Anime: The younger brother of the Sawada family

Chapter 190 Attack

During the first week of the technical college term, Ye Moth hesitated to speak in front of them many times, and finally sighed and shook his head at Mi Yin before leaving. Gojo Satoru couldn't stand it anymore, so he rushed over and blocked the way of the head teacher.

"Why do you always sigh at Xiao Mi lately? Mr. Yaga."

"What a pity for such a great seedling." Thinking of the approval that was blocked by the top management, Ye Moth sighed again as he looked at the young boy. Even the speed of sewing the cursed skeleton had slowed down a lot in the past few days.

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru smiled and opened his palm towards Miyin: "Miyin-chan~ give me the knife~"

"What are you doing here?" Without thinking, he raised his hand and handed Miyin, summoned by the knife, to him.

"Of course, we're going to kill those high-ranking officials~" Gojo Satoru replied with a smile, striding towards the school gate with a black aura behind him.

"No, no, no, I don't care about this kind of thing." Miyin hurriedly chased after him and hugged him.

"You deserve the best!" Gojo Satoru, who was hugged by the waist, continued to move forward, but his speed was obviously much slower. "Those rotten oranges don't deserve it!"

"But there's really no need!"

"no!"

The onlooker, Geto Suguru, clapped his hands helplessly, successfully attracting the attention of the two men. "Xiao Mi, just listen to Wu this time. The level assessment determines the reward for the mission for the sorcerer. The higher the level, the greater the reward."

"Hmm?" This word accurately caught his heart. Mi Yin quickly turned around and asked, "How much is the difference?"

"The difference between level four and special level is the difference between one and ten thousand." Geto Suguru used the simplest and most understandable statement.

"Go! I'll go with you!" Miyin changed her mind instantly from hugging the other person's waist to pushing the other person away, all it took was a difference in compensation.

The two men also walked forward with a ruthless pace, which made the veins on Ye Moth's head throb. He threw out two cursed corpses in a throwing posture, hitting the two men's heads accurately.

"Ow!"

"It hurts!"

The difference between being beaten many times and being beaten for the first time becomes apparent. After being hit, Gojo Satoru turned his head back and looked like nothing happened. Miyin squatted down with her hands covering her head, tears in her eyes, and secretly sighed at the great power of Mr. Yega's curse.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." Gojo Satoru also squatted down and gently rubbed his head, then turned around and glared at his homeroom teacher.

Seeing how the child was beaten, he felt sorry for him.

"You two, don't be impulsive." Ye Moth held his forehead with a headache, feeling helpless as the number of problem children increased from two to three.

"You've just met with Mr. Yega and you're already storming over. What do you think they'll think?" Xia Yujie said bluntly. "You guys had a fight once and that's it. What if they take advantage of your absence and attack the teacher? They're capable of such a thing."

“…” The two squatting people looked at each other and stood up at the same time.

"How about I send someone to cause trouble?" Miyin suggested a bad idea. "Many of my partners are very active in this kind of thing."

"I'll go." Gojo Satoru lowered his head, his sunglasses hanging on his ears swaying slightly, revealing his pale eyes. "They don't dare to attack the Gojo family yet."

"But you not only represent the Gojo family, you also represent the Technical High School." Miyin touched his chin and brainstormed, "Let me confirm first, can we kill those senior executives?"

"I personally support it very much." Gojo Satoru answered obediently with one hand raised.

Seeing that the two of them ignored others and decided the fate of the senior executives, Ye Moth felt that his head had become much bigger.

Geto Suguru, who was also watching the show, put his hands in his pockets. Although he believed in righteousness, it did not mean that he believed in all righteousness. What he insisted on most was what he thought was right, so he was indifferent to the scene where they were discussing firing the top management, and just let them do as they pleased.

At worst, we can support other people to move up.

Unlike Yaon's deliberate blocking, Geto Suguru, who successfully advanced to a special-grade sorcerer, thought so.

"Then I'll find someone to act out a scene?" Miyin immediately thought of the two tools next door. "They'll be back in a few days, so why don't we have Liu and Tong pretend to attack them, and then we go over to rescue them?"

"That's feasible." Gojo Satoru nodded in agreement.

"Okay, that's settled! I'll discuss the action with them later."

You dare to block my path to wealth? I'll kill you!

The two people on the side: Will we be silenced if we know so much?

I have absolutely no intention of stopping you two.

On October 10th, in a low building hidden somewhere in the mountains and old forests, a group of middle-aged or elderly people were sitting around a long table in the hall. The room was dim and their faces could not be seen clearly, but each of them exuded an arrogant, mean and annoying temperament.

One of them suddenly slammed the table and stood up, saying something excitedly to the person in front of him. The person opposite him also stood up quickly, and the two began to curse at each other.

Something unexpected happened at this moment. Two black-robed men without any magical power slowly approached from outside the door. The two sorcerers serving as door guards collapsed to the ground at the same time, with the expressions on their faces frozen in that moment of disbelief.

"Who is it?!" The man facing the gate stood up suddenly and asked vigilantly.

"I'm here to take your lives." The voice was processed by a voice changer so that it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female, but one could clearly feel the murderous intent in it.

Without waiting for them to say anything, the two figures rushed out at the same time, holding two guns and attacking the other people in the room back to back in tacit coordination. Every bullet hit the target accurately. For a moment, blood splattered everywhere in the room. None of the injuries were fatal, which was full of irony.

The senior executives who reacted quickly activated their own techniques, but were dodged by the two at the same time. It seemed as if the two could see through everyone's moves, which made these senior executives who had been hiding in the dark and guiding the world of curses feel a chill down their spines.

How did these two know this place? And they dodged all their attacks... Could there be a traitor among them?!

Thinking of this, the senior executives who had been able to maintain superficial peace all looked at their colleagues around them.

A bullet flew past and hit the right hand of a person on the opposite side who was casting a spell. Everyone came back to their senses and continued to fight the enemy.

No matter what they think, let’s get rid of the enemy in front of us first!

Once the seeds of doubt appear, they will take root and sprout in the dark... What's more, what about this group of people who only care about their own interests?

At the foot of the mountain, Miyin, wearing a beige wide-brimmed straw hat, sat in the shade of a tree, holding a fishing rod in his hand. The float had been motionless for a long time, which made him yawn in boredom. A can of ice cola was suddenly pressed against his face, which scared him.

"Hiss... so cold!"

"Take a break~" Gojo Satoru helped him open the pull ring and handed it to him.

"What time is it?" Miyin gently put down the fishing rod, took a sip of the Coke, and said, "It should be almost time up there, right?"

"It's past nine forty now. Calculating the time, they should be about to issue a reinforcement mission." Taking out his cell phone to check the time, Gojo Satoru took out the remaining can from the bucket next to him.

The two of them sat by the river, silently drinking ice cola and enjoying the breeze. It was already autumn, but the air still carried some of the residual heat of summer. It was a temperature perfect for sitting in the shade of a tree, drinking drinks and chatting.

The buoy on the river and the message alert on the mobile phone sounded at the same time, and the two smiled at each other.

The fish is hooked.