The hospital for chasing souls in the underworld.

Qinggong was strolling anxiously in front of the operating room door. Beside him, Kikyo Yoshikawa sat quietly there.

The moment the Qing Palace arrived, it was actually too late.

Although Qing Gong smashed Yaxiong from Tianjing with one punch, causing the position of the shooting to shift, his bullet still shot out, which made Qing Gong vomit blood, and still hit a passer-passing head like inertia.

After kicking Aotoshi Temple out in anger, Qinggong was about to walk around with his side to find the Soul Chasing of the Underworld for treatment. At this time, Kikyo Yoshikawa's car also arrived.

Although seeing another superpower in the Academy City here surprised Yoshikawa Kikyo, at the critical moment, the two of them cooperated and sent their last work to the hospital in a tacit way.

"Although it's presumptuous to say that," Yoshikawa Kikyo suddenly said to Qinggong softly, "But isn't that child antagonistic to you? Why..."

"Why did you save him?" Qing Gong stopped pacing when he heard this, "Well... hostile relationship... even if it is a hostile relationship, it won't affect my saving him."

"Why?" Kikyo Yoshikawa asked in confusion, "Is there any special reason?"

"Maybe." Qing Gong sighed, "Actually that guy looks very similar to me. He has no good feelings for the researcher, so I am the same; he has participated in this kind of experiment, so I am the same; he is an orphan... so I am the same."

Kikyo Yoshikawa held her breath, and she knew that what she heard next might be a secret that she would never imagine in her life.

"When I was a child, I used to be an experimental subject from a certain research institute." Qing Gong sat down gently, raised his head to look at the ceiling, "But I am different from him. I didn't have such strong power when I was born. At that time, my ability was only level     1. I don't know how many times I have experienced the dangers to reach this level now."

"But I'm lucky than him, I met my father in the research institute." Qing Gong smiled slightly, "He protected me for a long time before I could grow up smoothly and not be regarded as a guinea pig."

Kikyo Yoshikawa listened quietly without saying a word. At this time, she was just a listener.

"Later, my father died." Qing Gong said softly, "In order to protect me, I was killed by the director of the institute. I escaped from the institute and when I was desperate, I escaped to this hospital."

"Uncle took me in and gave me the courage to continue." Qinggong smiled slightly and looked at the surprised Kikyo Yoshikawa, "Don't be surprised, you should know much more about the darkness of the school city than me. Just the sisters' plans can tell the disgust of those researchers, but you are a little better."

"Later I killed that dean." Qing Gong said softly, "Even his research institute and his ambitions were destroyed, that was the only person I have killed so far."

Kikyo Yoshikawa looked at Qinggong in disbelief. The young man who led the famous Anbu organization Owlet in the Academy City has only killed... one person so far?

"Nothing is impossible." As if I understood the shock in Fangchuan's eyes, Qinggong smiled faintly, "My organization never takes on killing tasks. Although I can't control them when there are no tasks, it doesn't mean I'm so pedantic."

"That guy and I... are actually the same type of people after all." Qing Gong said softly, "Even if we were enemies, it will not affect my appreciation of him."

"'I killed ten thousand sisters, but it doesn't mean I will refuse to save the remaining ten thousand sisters'." Qing Gong said softly, "You can see what he said. Although he has always called himself evil and bad guys, I can still see his essence clearly."

This sentence was actually not said by one party in this life, but by one party in the previous life when he was defeated by Ao Temple and tried his best to block the final work. Although he did not say this sentence in this life because of the arrival of the Qing Palace, his actions showed the same thing.

"I see the possibility from him now." Qing Gong said softly what Kikyo Yoshikawa couldn't understand, but he himself knew very well.

Once in the alley, he said to a party.

The lights in the operating room turned green, and then the door opened, the soul chasing in the underworld came out, and the Qing Palace was the first to rush up.

"How is it, uncle?" Qing Gong asked impatiently, "His injury...is no problem?"

"I remember you and him seem to be enemies?" The old man looked at Qinggong with a little strangeness, "Don't worry, who do you think did the surgery?"

"He...will not affect his ability due to head injury, right?" Qing Gong breathed a sigh of relief, but he said with concern.

"Huh?" The soul-chasing of the Underworld was completely surprised, "How do you know..."

The Qing Palace suddenly felt dizzy.

"How do you know that he might have lost his ability?" The next sentence of the Soul Chasing in the Underworld made Qing Gong roll his eyes suddenly, "From the original direction of the ballistic shooting, it is indeed possible."

"Please, uncle, can you not breathe heavily before speaking next time?" Qing Gong said unhappily, only then was completely relieved, "Then what happened to him?"

"According to the original trajectory, the bullet should penetrate his front leaf." The soul-chasing in the underworld said calmly, "In that case, his language and computing ability will indeed be greatly affected, and he may be completely incapable of ability, but if you smashed it, the ballistics changed, and the bullet did not cause too serious injuries to his brain."

"That's good." Qing Gong breathed a sigh of relief.

He was really shocked just now. When Shangzhao lost his memory, he hated that he had not changed. If he could not save another party this time, he would be so useless.

"However, although the computing power has not affected him, the head injury still had a part of the impact on him." The Soul Chasing of the Underworld said seriously, "For example, some problems may occur in his language function and physical coordination ability. The most serious situation is that he may have problems in his later speech."

"Damn..." Qing Gong's mouth twitched wildly, "Can I understand that he can't speak or walk in the future?"

"That won't be." Mingtu Chasing Soul smiled, "Language ability is easy to deal with. Can't ten thousand people's brains be connected to make up for his language ability? Moreover, his computing ability can be improved to a higher level."

After all, can't one party avoid the fact that he can't use the Misaka Network? Qinggong couldn't help but hold his forehead, "What about walking ability?"

"I can customize a pair of crutches for him." The underworld said calmly, "If it is not enough, a wheelchair can do it."

"......Forget it." Qing Palace sighed. The inertia of history is really hard to change.

However, if you think about it carefully, the original Misaka network could make up for less than half of the combat power of one side. So now can it be understood that the combat power of one side has been half enhanced?

Damn, this is enhanced, okay?

"But, that's good." The soul chased the soul of the Netherworld looked at Qing Palace whose face was changing constantly, and smiled slightly, "I thought you would take the opportunity to take revenge on him. It seems that you have grown a lot."

"Tsk...who will take this time to take revenge on him?" Qing Palace curled his lips disdainfully, "When his injury heals, I can beat him."

Seeing this scene, Netherworld Chasing Soul and Yoshikawa Kikyo couldn't help but chuckled.

At the same time, another scene opened gorgeously on a building in the Seventh School District.

I was so tired... I came back after 10 o'clock, thanks to writing some of the manuscripts during the holidays...

(End of this chapter)
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