[Comprehensive] Personality is money

The empty right arm and the piercing pain made the enemy realize that what happened at this moment was not a dream. He gritted his teeth and lay on the ground in pain, his chest heaving violently.Ninomiya looked at his distressed look with cold eyes, and stopped Shigaraki from trying to kill him.

"We still have questions for him."

Shigaraki frowned unhappily, but did not continue to attack, and obediently withdrew his arm.

Ninomiya returned his comforting smile, then slowly squatted down, picked up the small knife on the ground amidst the twisted face of the enemy, and flicked it twice in the air: "I'm sorry for what my companion did to you..."

He used his usual gentle and polite tone, but the temperature in his eyes seemed to be icy: "But I don't think he did anything wrong, because even though we didn't intend to take the initiative to attack, you still did it... …he was just acting in self-defense."

The man lying on the ground stared at him resentfully. If his eyes could kill, Ninomiya would have died thousands of times. Shigaraki didn't like the way he looked at Nigong very much, so he snorted coldly: "Huh , a lunatic who doesn't even know how to be polite...how about digging out his eyeballs and kicking him like a ball."

"No." Ninomiya rejected the proposal with a smile: "It will be disgusting."

Seemingly imagining the scene with bloody eyeballs, Niugaragi's face became a little ugly, he subconsciously tugged at his sleeves, agreeing with Ninomiya's words very much.

Seeing that he was more peaceful, Ninomiya refocused on the man in front of him.I have to say that this man's willpower is also very strong. After his arm was cut off abruptly, not only did he not groan/groan in pain and roll back and forth, but he still confronted them calmly, and even prepared to take advantage of their relaxation. Preparations for another sneak attack.

Such a reaction would not have been possible were it not for the constant threat to life.

Ninomiya started to wonder again, what kind of place this is, and why these people became like this.

So he sent the knife to the man's neck, half-closed his eyes threateningly, and the corners of his lips curled up with a frightening arc: "Answer my question, I can still save your life, or else...you still want to die?" You don't want to die so soon, do you?"

His threat alone wasn't enough, Shigangmu also sneered in agreement, and the man was obviously more afraid of Shigangmu's personality, his eyes trembled in horror, and finally he chose to compromise and nodded.

"The first question." Nigong stared at the emotion in his eyes, judging whether he was lying: "What is this place?"

The man's pale face moved his lips, sweat rolled down his forehead, and he spoke in an extremely dry voice, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time: "... Meteor Street."

Second Palace needs to identify carefully to understand what he said: "Meteor Street?"

He looked at Sidangmu suspiciously. After Sidangmu noticed his gaze, he shook his head calmly: "I haven't heard of it."

Ninomiya had no choice but to ask the man again: "Where is this place in Japan?"

"Japan?" The man was clearly puzzled: "...I haven't heard of it, Meteor Street...doesn't belong to any country...it's an abandoned place."

Ninomiya was really surprised this time, even Japan has never heard of it, what kind of magical place is this!

Even Shikuragi listened seriously with interest: "Why do you say that?"

The man licked his dry lips, impatient with the two people's questioning, but still explained because of his life: "There is no sign about Meteor Street on the map, and there is no official record of the people who live here... ...A world where only the strong can survive by accepting things abandoned by the outside world, so there are a lot of people with abilities..."

"Nian?" Ninomiya keenly caught the word and interrupted his introduction: "What is Nian?"

The man glanced at him in surprise, slowly touched his empty right arm with his left hand, and tightened his palm: "...Isn't your companion a person with the ability to read, and wiped out my arm in an instant."

Ninomiya nodded clearly, and understood that their people called their personality Nian here: "So you came to attack us because you wanted to grab some supplies?" He suddenly felt that he understood this man a little bit, To be driven to this point by a life of poverty certainly arouses rebellion.

"Looking at your clothes, I know it's from outside." The man suddenly sneered, "It's lucky that you only met a weak person like me who has no thoughts, but as long as you go deep inside, can you save your life?" Not necessarily, the people on Meteor Street have always been ruthless, and their fighting power is extremely strong!"

The suspected threatening words made Nigong smile with a good temper: "Thank you for your warning, then how should we go if we want to leave here?"

The man's tone choked, and he felt like his hostility had been punched into the cotton. It was soft and nothing happened: "...you are absolutely inseparable. It's easy to enter Meteor Street, but no one can get out of here. Leave, let alone such a path, give up."

After all, he turned away angrily, not wanting to look at these two annoying people.

Ninomiya didn't pay attention to him anymore, but sighed distressedly at Shikaragi, who didn't expect the luck of the two of them to be so bad, let alone a place full of dangers, there is no way out, if not for Ninomiya's own In terms of transmitting personality, according to the words of Akatsuki, this is simply gameover.

The surrounding garbage dumps and this lunatic who attacked as soon as he came up made Sigangmu not have a good impression of this place, and immediately ordered: "Use teleportation, who will spend in this place, let's change another place."

"That's true." Ninomiya also nodded in agreement, but when he wanted to activate his personality, he found that an hour had already passed due to the two of them lingering—in other words, the personality had failed!

And after hearing him say this with a dry smile, Shigaraki also showed a constipated expression: "Huh? What are you kidding! I can't bear to stay in this slum area for a long time!"

That's right, although Shigaoki doesn't usually have too much cleanliness, but when he thinks that he will be covered in mud, his clothes are torn, and he can only eat food from the garbage dump for several days... he has a feeling that he might as well die a feeling of.

"Well, calm down and hang on." Fortunately, Ninomiya was following him, who made him feel more at ease. Ninomiya maintained his squatting posture, turned his head to look at Shigaoki, with a touch of comfort in his eyes: "Things are not that bad. As long as you have enough money, you can go back. There must be someone like the boss here."

There was a bit of cunning in his slightly bent eyes, and he waved the knife in front of the enemy again: "You should know, who has the most power here, who is richer...can you tell me?"

"..." The man glanced at the small knife that kept wandering near the artery, and gave him a resentful look, which was not a request at all: "This place is divided into thirteen districts... the center of each district lives The district chief, the first district also has a council, which is the representative of the highest power."

"Thank you for your cooperation." Ninomiya smiled slightly: "That means we can go to them to find a way to get some money."

Hearing this, Sigangmu's complexion gradually improved, and he returned to his usual calm: "Let's go now."

"Then thank you for telling me so much information." Ninomiya threw the knife far away into the garbage, patted the dust on his palm and stood up: "You can move freely now, but it's best not to attack us , I won’t be merciful next time.”

"Hmph." The man got up from the ground in embarrassment while covering his shoulders, and said in a dark tone: "If you really plan to go to the district chief, you will only go to death sooner, and the district chiefs employ many capable people. Otherwise, you two are like hitting a stone with a pebble."

Ninomiya couldn't tell for a while whether he was advising them with good intentions or threatening them, but in order to leave this place, money is necessary. In any case, the choice between him and Shikuraki can only be to move forward, so it is only a mystery She smiled, and walked towards the center of what the man said.

Along the way, they met many people with unkind faces. It was obvious that the clothes of these people got better as they walked in, and they no longer got covered in mud. Although they were still a little thin, they were not Nigong imagined that he was starving to death, and it seemed that he was under very formal management.Some of these people attacked them without saying a word, some stared at them vigilantly with a pair of dark eyes, and did not move, but no matter how you looked at them, the two outsiders were not welcomed by the people here.

During this time, Ninomiya and Shikuragi also had bad luck to meet a few psychics. The first person they met seemed to be able to manipulate the leaves, and turn the thin leaves into sharp blades, shooting at them The speed is also very fast, it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.This somewhat tricky ability caught the two of them by surprise. Shigaoki was also injured because he did not evade in time, and the severed hand on his face fell to the ground. Fortunately, this enemy is only good at long-distance attacks. Once Nigong Whoever gets close to him with Siganmu easily grabs his throat.

"...It hurts." Siganmu maintained the movement of pinching his throat with four fingers of his right hand, first bent down to pick up the severed hand that fell on the ground, kicked it into the pocket, and then glanced at the left wrist There were still bloody scratches, and the voice was low and full of threats: "Ah, I got hurt again, it's really annoying, what should I do with you?"

He muttered to himself, not caring about the response of the capable user at all, and slowly stretched his left hand towards the other's left arm: "In short... let you return this arm."

So the ability user who was still racking his brains on how to use his thoughts to break free from the restraints suddenly felt a piercing pain before he showed a disdainful smile, and his left arm was lightly turned into ashes. His mind went blank for a moment, and he immediately panicked. He cried out, his expression became extremely panicked: "My arm!! My arm!!! You, you, you...!"

He looked at Shigangmu as if he was looking at some terrible monster: "No! You are obviously not a power user! How is it possible! How is it possible?!"

"Oh?" Ninomiya drew back his attention from the fact that he had gradually upgraded to an arm terminator with emotion, and was very interested in his words: "Can you know if the other party has... the ability to read?" Is it?" This is a good ability suitable for investigation.

Perhaps because the whole person was in a dizzy state of pain and fear, the person blurted out the information: "Isn't this the most basic skill! Impossible... My circle has not sensed your thoughts, and you can't keep it up." The hidden state, isn’t this too wrong?!”

As soon as this remark came out, Nigong suddenly felt strange. He had always thought that the ability to read was the so-called personality, but what happened next left him in a fog, and he couldn't figure out his mind. Could it be that the ability to read is actually Not personality?

And Sigangmu, who had easily disabled several of the enemy's arms, didn't bother to pay attention to what the enemy was saying. What he wanted to know was clear from the beginning: "Where is the richest person in the neighborhood? Take out your other arm too."

"I said! I said!" This time the enemy was obviously more life-saving, nodded again and again, and said immediately as if he was afraid that Shigaoki would regret it: "Are you referring to the spider? The richest and most powerful person around here is They're gone."

"Spider?" Dead Handwood whispered this weird word again: "Who is it?"

"The full name is the Phantom Brigade, which has seven powerful telekinetics. The head of the group, Kuroro, is a well-known strong man. They like crimes, robbers, murder and arson... and do whatever they want." Recited the official information in one breath. , the man swallowed nervously: "...so they are rich, and I happen to have news about their lair, as long as you let me go, I will definitely tell you."

Shigaraki ignored his begging for mercy in the second half of the sentence, but instead had a playful smile on his face: "Oh? Do whatever you want?"

Seeing his somewhat interested eyes, Ninomiya felt a little bad. Originally, Niigaragi's idea was to destroy all things that were not pleasing to the eye, but this brigade sounded very much in line with Niugaragi's philosophy. If they hit it off Even sympathetic to each other... The second palace's bet that he wanted to break the dead tree into an upright and good seedling was over before it even started!

Seeing that the dead handle wooden horse was about to ask the man's address, and showed a look of eagerness to try, Ninomiya took a step forward decisively, and suddenly grabbed his left arm with one hand, realizing that the wound on it was still bleeding, and subconsciously relaxed. Some strength.

"Why?" Sidangmu looked at him with doubts in his eyes.

"Hmm..." Nigong, who just wanted to draw his attention back, was a little silent, and quickly found a topic: "How is your injury?"

Sigangmu seemed to have just discovered that he was still injured, his tone gradually became low, and inadvertently revealed a few traces of fragility. He looked at him with some grievances, as if the person who disabled the arm just now was not him: " Uh...it hurts."

Ninomiya: "..."

If he hadn't seen the scene where he asked for the address in high spirits just now, Ninomiya would definitely be dazzled by his superb acting skills!

Looking at Sigaoki who was humming as if he had suffered some great grievance, he couldn't help but bend his lips amusedly, looking at the scar that was shorter than his little finger, he blinked his eyes teasingly: "How much does it hurt?"

"..." Shigangmu looked at him quietly, as if he was thinking about the answer. After a while, he suddenly said, "It doesn't hurt when you leave."

Ninomiya: "..."

What a straight ball!

Even the thick-skinned Nigong confessed face-to-face with such an impact, and couldn't help but feel his cheeks warm up, he unconsciously tightened his palms, and the smile on his face froze a bit.

Is it his illusion, why does he feel that this love-talking Sigangmu seems to have been swapped!

And the arm that was already injured was squeezed so hard by him at this moment, and the wound that didn't hurt became painful, and Shigaoki's face suddenly turned pale, and he pursed his lips and frowned.

After enduring it several times, Shikuraki finally couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Ninomiya's wrist: "Hey—let go, do you want to hurt me to death?!"

Only then realized what he had done, Ninomiya let go of his hand quickly: "Ah, I'm sorry."

Seeing that the wound that had almost healed was oozing blood again, Shigaraki glared at Ninomiya faintly. Ninomiya accepted his gaze and looked up at the sky innocently, trying to erase this oolong incident from his memory go.

Thus, the romantic atmosphere that was finally created was replaced by a deep embarrassment.

The author has something to say:

Please call the domineering president or the new arm terminator who has no teacher and no teacher, thank you.

This chapter mainly introduces Meteor Street, just sprinkled with sugar at the end.

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