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"How could it explode?"

"I don't know, there seems to be someone inside!"

"It seems like a discipline committee member..."

"What!" Shirai Kuroko, who had just arrived downstairs, was stunned when she heard this, and a trace of death suddenly appeared in her eyes.

"Early spring!" Kuroko didn't care about the building that was still emitting thick smoke, and flashed directly and headed straight for the building.

Inside the building.

Qinggong slowly straightened up, looked at the safe and sound people behind him, and let out a breath.

The power cannot be underestimated. Looking at the charred black that is less than half a foot away from his feet, Qing Gong twitched slightly, and he had rarely underestimated his opponent before.

The explosion caused by this heavy particle actually affected the entire second floor of the mist. The explosion shook all the glass on the second floor into pieces, and the ground under your feet, except for the area protected by you, all other places seemed to have been bombed by planes. If you hadn't controlled the temperature in time and suppressed the temperature below the ignition point, the second floor would have long become a sea of ​​fire. Don't forget that this is a clothing store, and there are as many flammable materials as you need.

What surprised the Qing Palace even more was that most of its "absolute domain" was penetrated by the power of the explosion. Although he was careless, even so, it was not a level. The explosion of 4 could be broken at will. Franda's bomb could not hurt the Qing Palace at all. Although it was related to the fact that the Qing Palace only needed to protect itself at that time, and the "absolute domain" was only attached to the surface of the body. Now, in order to protect others, the expansion of the domain is absolutely extraordinary. After thinking about it, the Qing Palace could only attribute this situation to the particularity of this ability. After all, the ability to control heavy particles is rare.

It would have been great if he hadn't let Shangyou go at that time. Qinggong couldn't help but smile bitterly. His ability to deal with such things was much easier than himself.

"Early spring!" At this moment, an anxious shout suddenly sounded in the air. Then, the anxious face of a girl with tea-red two ponytails suddenly appeared in the air. When she saw two traces of black and white with clear winding paths on the ground, she was stunned.

"Student Shirai!" Chuchun shouted excitedly, "I'm here!"

"Chuchun!" Seeing this, Kuroko immediately rushed over and hugged Chuchun. The anxious look on her face slowly faded, and changed to the disgusting look that had been used to hanging on her face. "That's true! You guy! You are in a hurry to hang up the phone before I finished speaking?"

"Hi, hey." Listening to Kuroko's disgusting tone, Chuchun was not angry, but instead looked at Kuroko with a smile, "Thanks to senior Qinggong."

"Why are you here again?" Kuroko then noticed Qinggong and Mikoto who were beside her. She first made an excited expression at Mikoto, then lowered her eyes and looked at Qinggong, "You shouldn't keep following your sister, right?"

"Your tone of speaking is very annoying." Qinggong smiled bitterly, "After all, I have saved you, why are you so different from me and Misaka's attitude?"

"Tsk." Kuroko shook her ponytail proudly, turned her head and stopped looking at him. Just when Qing Gong sighed that Kuroko was indeed a lily girl, she heard the girl's faint voice slowly coming from the front:

"This time...thank you." Kuroko whispered, "After all, Hakura... is my very important friend."

"What are you saying?" Qing Gong was stunned, then chuckled, "What else do you need to thank for to save you? You..."

"It's also my very important friend."

Kuroko didn't say anything or turn her head, but Mikoto's mouth slightly raised.

Sure enough, you guy... I'm not wrong.

"Misaka, come with me." A cold and gentle smile appeared on the corner of Qinggong's mouth, and a light golden color flashed across his eyes, "Let's go and meet that bomb demon."

If the enemy of the Qing Palace stood in front of him three years ago, they would have been shocked to find that the smile on the corner of the boy's mouth was exactly the same as the unforgettable part of their previous memory...

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"Very good, very good!" The young man's face smiled a little distorted, "I am becoming more and more adept at this powerful force!" Speaking of this, the evil color on his face became even stronger.

Suddenly, a figure appeared behind the young man. When he heard this, he frowned hard, and then kicked it hard at the young man's waist. The young man cried out in pain and was kicked away by the Qing Palace. He hit the trash can in the alley next to him, and the drink bottle suddenly scattered all over the floor.

"It's so disgusting." Qinggong frowned in disgust, "Don't laugh like this in the future, you know if you're okay, you're likely to get beaten?"

"What... situation." The young man turned around with difficulty, and when he saw the boy in front of him, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Stop loading, Mr. Bomb Demon." Qing Gong kicked a rolling drink can at his feet, making crisp metal collision sounds from time to time. "That power cannot be underestimated. Even I almost got hit without paying attention. However," Qing Gong looked at the young man on the ground, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "No one was hurt!"

I have to say that the contrast between the two smiles seemed extremely obvious at this moment. Although the smile of the Qing Palace was also evil, it gave people a handsome and cute feeling. Unlike this young man, it only made people feel disgusting.

"What!" The young man on the ground suddenly raised his head, looking incredible, "Impossible, that's already my biggest output! Um..."

"Stop pretending." Qing Gong looked at the person on the ground with contempt, "The aluminum spoon in your hand has been prepared for a long time, right? But unfortunately, from the beginning, your place is my field, and your little tricks cannot be successful." As he said that, Qing Gong flashed his fingers lightly, and the young man's shoulder bag immediately burned. The aluminum products inside suddenly made a crackling sound, and slowly melted into a pool of liquid in the young man's horrified gaze.

"You...Who are you!" Looking at the aluminum liquid on the ground in horror, the young man looked at Qinggong tremblingly, "This ability is absolutely impossible for an ordinary person with anger! You are..." After looking at the Qinggong for a while, the young man smiled in despair.

"'Heat energy control'!" the man murmured in a low voice, "This time, is it a level                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

"You are really disgusting." Qing Gong looked at the young man with disdain, "Now you have enough strength, but do you dare to attack those who bully you? level                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          �

When the young man heard this, he was stunned, with a hint of dodging in his eyes.

"The strong will always be strong. What is strong does not depend on your strength, but on your heart!" Qinggong turned around and walked slowly out of the alley. "A person like you who just jokes about the lives of children, even if you give you the power of gods, you will be defeated by me here!"

"Remember, for you, weakness is not sin, stupidity is!"

Outside the alley, looking at the Qing Palace slowly walking out, a light flashed in the tea-haired girl's eyes.

"Let's go." Qinggong stretched and chuckled at Mikoto.

"Yes." Looking at the boy's beautiful side face, Mikoto's heartbeat accelerated slightly for some reason, and her face turned slightly red.

She suddenly remembered that before the explosion just now, he subconsciously called himself.

Mikoto…?

Achievement: Self-healing#

Completeness: less than 20%...

I'll take the medicine honestly...

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!