Rebirth of Japanese high school students

"Brush~~"

Nishimura Masaki looked up and avoided the fatal knife, but a strand of hair on his temples was cut and floated down the air.

The assassination killer who pretended to be a doctor was very experienced in assassination, and had already made follow-up preparations for one missed. The scalpel turned around in the palm of his hand and slashed it back horizontally.

Nishimura Masaki quickly lowered her head and narrowly avoided the second fatal attack. Then she became angry. She was forced to such a mess when she was not prepared at first. Now she came to her senses and lowered her body and punched her in the abdomen.

The killer dodged and lost the opportunity. Nishimura Masaki went up and launched a storm-like attack.

Although the killer is not weak, his qi and blood are only five or six times that of ordinary people, which is not as strong as Nishimura's Masashima. If he only talks about assassination, he may be able to exert his power by surprise, but if his strongest killer move is exposed, he can only be beaten by Nishimura's Masashima.

Although he had extremely sharp weapons in his hand, they were basically useless because Nishimura's speed was so fast that he could only fight and retreat.

Seeing that this would attract more policemen, the killer's eyes flashed with fierce light, he held the scalpel tightly and cut it horizontally, and even died with her even if he was injured.

Nishimura Masaki couldn't help but be shocked. Although she could guarantee to knock down the other party, she might be injured, so for safety reasons, she took a step back.

However, the killer was waiting for this opportunity. After forcing her back, he rushed forward. In front, the young man who had just revealed his identity was there. Although he was not the target person this time, he had not finished his mission, so he would die.

The killer held a scalpel in his hand and had a plan in his mind. The chaos caused by killing the boy would make him escape more easily.

"Go away quickly-" Masahi Nishimura, who was unable to catch up with him, shouted loudly.

Li Xuehao watched the killer approaching, especially the fierce and ruthless determination in the other party's eyes, clearly reflected his true thoughts.

I really don’t know how to live or die!

Li Xuehao felt cold in his heart. What he hated the most was this kind of scum who did not take human life seriously.

The killer had rushed forward, and his hand holding the scalpel had been raised, his eyes were full of viciousness...

Behind him, Nishimura Masaki looked shocked. Although that little ghost is not a good person, he has not yet reached the point where he must die.

The moment the scalpel was stabbed out, the killer obviously laughed. Although he was wearing a mask and could not see the specific expression, his proud eyes betrayed him.

The next moment...

The pride in the killer's eyes immediately subsided, because the scalpel he stabbed out not only failed to hit the target, but also his wrist was caught by the other party.

The killer was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting this situation to happen. After all, the only one in front of him was just a boy, but his strong mental quality made him wake up in a short time and kicked him hard.

"Crack", the killer groaned, and the kicked foot was gently tapped on his calves with his toes, making a sound of shattering bones.

When the kick was scrapped, the killer couldn't stand firmly, but the person did not fall down because the hand holding the knife was still pinched steadily, and it was impossible for him to fall down even if he wanted to.

"Who are you?" The killer was wearing a mask, probably enduring pain, so his voice was strange. He absolutely did not believe that this young man who seemed to be threatening was stronger than his target, the female policeman.

Nishimura Masaki also came over at this time. Seeing that the boy had nothing to do, she breathed a sigh of relief, but she easily subdued the guy who almost killed her just now, which was incredible.

"Officer Nishimura, he will leave it to you." Li Xuehao let go of the killer's wrist, the latter lost his support, and fell to the ground with a scalpel aside.

Nishimura Masashi quickly took out his handcuffs and handcuffed him. A dangerous guy like this must definitely be the highest level of defense.

After the handcuffs, she looked at the boy who had helped a lot and thought that if it weren't for him, it might have been dangerous this time, because she could never imagine that the doctor passing by would attack her.

"You..." She couldn't think of anything to say for a moment, but she was sure that this was not an ordinary teenager. She was so far away just now, but the other party could see that the doctor had something wrong, but as a policeman, she didn't notice it at all. The more she thought about it, the more she felt ashamed.

"I have something to do, Officer Nishimura, let's go away first." Li Xuehao said as he saw Yuki Mashima coming out of the ward and walking towards him.

"Hey, you haven't told me who you are yet." Perhaps he was angry that the killer, who was caught by a boy and had his hands handcuffed, spoke coldly and resentfully. His voice had returned to normal, and it might be that he was paralyzed in pain, so he didn't feel anything.

Li Xuehaori ignored him. Yuki Mashima had already walked up to him and looked at the scene in front of him with curiosity: "Koji, you..."

"Sister Yugui, are we going back now?" Li Xuehao interrupted her calmly. Now is not the time to explain. It is better to leave it until the two of them get along.

"Yeah." Yuki Mashima nodded obediently. She was a little shy when there were too many people, especially the female policeman next to her was looking at her with a strange face, which made her feel guilty.

"Hmph, she is a very important person to you, right?" The killer spoke again at this time. He was handcuffed and didn't care about his situation. Instead, he took a special look at Yuki Mashima, "You little kid, although you can protect yourself, what about your friends and your family? You won't be with them all the time, right?"

"Hmm?" Li Xuehao heard something, his eyes slightly cold, "Are you threatening me?"

The killer smiled unanimously, his voice was low and gloomy, and he lowered his head to look at the position of his chest: "Here, I have already recorded what you all look like..."

Li Xuehao was stunned at first, then understood something, his face changed, he reached into his arms, and found a small thing that looked very delicate and subtle.

"It's a pinhole camera." Nishimura's face became ugly, probably because he didn't expect that even killers are playing with this kind of high-tech now.

Li Xuehao glanced at the pinhole camera in his hand and looked at the killer again: "I think you may not know what the consequences will be if you make me angry." As he said that, a golden light in the depths of his eyes flashed, and a spiritual mark rushed straight into the killer's body. He would have been "gentle" even if he did this before, but this time he did not reserve anything.

"Ah--" The killer who had not screamed even after suffering from bone cracks and pain, screamed in terror, scaring the families of the patients who passed by and ran away from afar.