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Chapter 48 You slowly pull away your fingertips, it is a kind of aesthetics

The boy from another world named Jagi took a deep breath. The thick smell of blood emanating from these mercenaries, along with their chaotic shouting, impatiently penetrated into his brain, stimulating his nerves and causing this body to begin to wake up.

The mercenaries, who were ready to attack, discovered at the first moment of the siege that the target had disappeared out of thin air.

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!!"

An index finger appeared out of nowhere and broke the hard blade, piercing straight into the attacker's throat, leaving a trace of blood before being quickly pulled out, and then immediately looking for the next target.

"Ah da!"

There was another strange cry. The finger pierced through the leather armor and poked the second man in the middle of his chest. Then it moved up from bottom to top and touched the chin of the third thug without any delay. The powerful finger force knocked him over and spun him into the air, with his spine making a terrible scream.

In an instant, the three people who rushed the fastest and in the front were hit and screamed. Especially the last person, he was actually hit and flew into the sky? !

That’s right, it’s “beat”.

Because it can leave an afterimage, which exceeds the ultra-fast speed of motion capture, making it impossible for these small fish to see what is happening.

This sudden change caught everyone by surprise, and everyone couldn't help but slow down their pace.

And it was this half beat that made them have the most desperate and regretful thoughts in their lives——

The devilish figure appeared again, but said nothing. Instead, he walked towards the crowd leisurely as if strolling in the garden, and at the same time, he lightly snapped his fingers with his right hand.

"click~"

Strange noises began to be heard.

At the same time, the secret holes in the bodies of the three people were activated as if by the snap of Jagi's right thumb and middle finger, and they began to wreak havoc.

The two mercenaries dropped their weapons due to the pain and covered their necks and chests respectively, but they were horrified to find that something seemed to break through their bodies and expand to three times its original size... No! Five times, ten times!

Just like an alien walking out of a ghost theater, the two men tried desperately to press down the deformed part, but they couldn't do it. The moment they wanted to open their mouths to call for help, their bloody teeth fell out one by one and rolled into their stomachs. Every companion who was touched by their pleading eyes subconsciously took a step back.

Because their round eyeballs almost completely bulged out of their eye sockets, with only a few thin blood lines connecting them at the back, it was extremely horrifying.

The last mercenary who was flipping in the air was the luckiest. His head swelled first, so he felt the least pain.

"Oh!"

The three mercenaries' skin was stretched to the extreme and turned into pieces. Their flesh and blood exploded like fireworks, turning into a blood rain that scattered in all directions.

The ground was covered with smelly flesh and bones, and the yellow, white and red pulp flew directly onto the face of every mercenary who was eager to kill the young man in front of him.

"Why, why did you provoke him?!"

Half of the bloody intestines hung from the leader's helmet, and the unpleasant smell kept rushing into his nostrils. He was terrified by this shocking reality.

"What exactly is this?!"

"What happened!"

After removing the protective fighting spirit, his body was spotless, but Jiaji didn't want to be covered in dirt by "others".

He looked at the remaining people with a grin.

Although these people were trembling with fear at the moment, if they were allowed to escape, they would still cause a lot of killing in the future.

"Humph, you want to escape?" Since they decided to attack him, all they had left was -

One way to death!

"Beidou Whirlwind Combo!"

The human figure turned into a wild wind, blowing gently to the side of everyone. The ten fingers, like plucking the strings of a guitar, unscrupulously touched every energetic and vigorous body, bringing them to the world of death.

When Jagi stopped, he had already appeared in front of everyone, and behind him, there were more than a dozen "human statues" frozen in place.

The statue's body began to deform violently.

"Bang bang bang!"

First it was the head, then the chest, and finally the torso. No one escaped and all exploded, with internal organs, bones, flesh and blood scattered all over the ground.

Tsk tsk.

What an exaggerated way to die.

Jia Ji, who had just pushed the number of experience points to 20 in one breath, sighed inwardly. After all, human relationships are such troublesome things. Either you don't kill any of them, or you kill them all.

In addition, the secret hole acupressure that showed surprisingly good results on the first use really opened his eyes.

No wonder Beidou's boxers, who could clearly beat people into meat patties with their fists or blow them to pieces with a light cannon, took so much effort to create this secret method of killing people.

All I can say is that it is extremely entertaining to watch, with a literal sense of "explosion and scattering" beauty, earning it the reputation of "Human Explosion Fist" and unanimous recognition from the public.

How nice it would be if Esdeath was here. Jagi, who had just shown off his magical powers, wanted to immediately say lightly in front of the little girl, "It's just like snow in winter, not that special," and pretend to be very powerful.

The Death Fist, which was created to deter evil, and the Fist of the North Star, which would be feared in peacetime, are just right for dealing with these scum.

Jagi picked up his big bag and began to search for corpses among the piles of weakling fragments that could not be put together. He had none of the demeanor of a strong man who had just killed so many thieves.

After all, how can a person give up money for the sake of dignity?
It's true. Since he left Beidou Dojo, he has been a penniless pauper until now. He relies entirely on Esdeath for food and can't even be tough even if he wants to.

Although the newly established Assassination Classroom has ready-made staff and venues, its daily expenses are not small. At this moment, it can only be maintained by Orberg's property.

However, finding things among these more than ten piles of mosaics is not an easy task - he now particularly hopes that he has the automatic pickup and portable space plug-ins to be able to loot all the valuable things.

Just like the materials on the roadside, as long as they shine, people will be unable to resist picking them up, even if they are all fashionable little garbage that will never be used even once in the future.

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[Big Cute God: The first pot of gold in life, got it! After returning, I can finally open a buffet in a fried chicken restaurant! ]

[Forever Seventeen: You are a person whose mind is full of fried chicken]

[Yin Yang Eyes Seeing the Son: Break it down a little bit)*]

[Ice Queen: How did you get it? ]

[Big Moe God: It’s a long story…Have you heard the story of “Beidou Xing”? In the 996th year of the Empire, a passing traveler passed by the local mercenary group…]

Afterwards, Esdeath made an important comment on the attack of the "White Wolf Tengu Mercenaries": they didn't plan enough.

　I just briefly described the details of Fist of the North Star, and it just came out. If you don’t like it, I won’t write it next time ()
　　"You slowly pull your fingertips away, it is a kind of aesthetics" - "First-class Funeral" (actually "First-class Love Affair")
　　Fragments of the weak - Fragments of the strong (a fuzzy word I just created on the spur of the moment)
　　In the last chapter, I accidentally wrote "犬走椛" as "犬走華", thank you for correcting the mistake... Che Wanchu, lost Gree o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
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