Chapter 708 Hope and Despair (11)
He said he wanted to help, but Masato Nanijou, as a newcomer who had just become a psychic, had no idea what to do when faced with this situation. good.
"Anyway... just knock that guy down, right?" Masato Shichijo looked at Saito Yuichi who was kneeling on the ground and kept attacking his body, and swallowed.
"Weapons, are there any weapons..." He looked around, but he didn't see any props that could be easily picked up in the ghost realm, so he could only muster up the courage and raise his fist. , walking towards Saito Yuichi.
"Don't go there, Mr. Shichijo!" Inuyama Heita was shocked when he saw this, but at this time he was trying his best to resist the black mess in his body, and couldn't make a sound at all. He could only shout in his heart: " This is a ghost realm! Normal attacks are completely ineffective! We have to find a way to stop him..."
Just when Masato Nanijou was about to punch Saito Yuichi hard, he was suddenly hugged by his thigh.
"President Shichijo! Please stop!" The middle-aged social worker said with tears in his nose: "Don't use violence, this will get the company into troublesome lawsuits."
"A lawsuit? What kind of lawsuit? Let me go!" Masato Shichijo was a little anxious. After all, who could be hugged like this by a middle-aged Mediterranean man? Everyone was anxious, Masato Shichijo said: "You are Heitaro's subordinate, right? At this time, you should help me, instead of holding me back!"
He struggled to take another step forward. But unexpectedly, the middle-aged social beast threw him to the ground. Just when Masato Shichijo was a little angry, he looked up and was stunned.
The middle-aged social beast stood in front of him, already strung into a sieve by black lines. Not far away, Saito Yuichi "tsk", retracted his hand, and continued to talk to the disgusting feeling in his body. The forces are fighting.
"President, be careful..." the social beast said, spitting out black water.
Shichijo Masato was so frightened by this scene that his heart stopped. He quickly moved away from Saito Yuichi, the source of danger, and asked: "Um...are you okay?"
The social animal turned into a beast. A puddle of mud, and then reshaped, he gave a thumbs up to Masato Shichijo, and said with a forced smile: "For the company, I have no problem, please don't fire me, please, I still have a big family to support. ..."
"You don't have any problems at all!" Masato Shichijo shouted when he looked at the weak appearance of the social beast.
"Anyway, please don't come near that place anymore." The social animal rubbed his hands and said flatteringly: "President, you are the most important person in the company. You must not put yourself in danger."< br>
Masato Shichijo was a little touched. If this was his employee, he would definitely give this guy a salary increase.
Ah, no, now is not the time to discuss this, and he is not a young master now.
"Since we can't help Heitaro defeat the enemy, we can only help him share the damage." Masato Shichijo took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards Heita Inuyama.
Heita Inuyama is trying his best to prevent Masato Shichijo from approaching him with his eyes. The chaotic cognitions in his body are not ordinary things. If it weren't for the power of the human-faced dog and Takeru's help, I'm afraid even he wouldn't be able to Resistance, if it were Masato Shichijo who was a half-hearted psychic, it might be even worse.
"President! Don't be like this, president!" The middle-aged social beast quickly pulled Masato Shichijo and said, "How can you, president, do this yourself? It's too dangerous!"
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Masato Shichijo said with firm eyes: "Although I am not a powerful psychic, I am confident in this kind of thing. Please believe me, Heitaro. If you want to ask why...this is the evidence!" < br>
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a black line on Inuyama Heita's body. When the line touched Shichijo Masato's hand, it was like a fly smelling the smell of blood. It penetrated into the skin of Qi Jiao Zhengren and moved along the veins in his arms. Masato Shichijo gritted his teeth and swayed for a while, but finally stabilized.
"Actually... actually withstood it?!" Inuyama Heita's eyes were filled with surprise.
"You can bear it! Don't underestimate me, Heitaro. I am also a social person, and my endurance is much stronger than yours." Masato Shichijo smiled. During this period of dark part-time work, he It wasn't for nothing. During this period, he encountered the appearance of resentful spirits many times.
And during this period of time, Masato Nanijou discovered a talent of his own, that is, his ability to withstand curses, resentment and other forces is much stronger than ordinary people, at least that's what Terao Iku said.
Iku Terao was amazed when he discovered this. At that time, he arrived a step late because of the evil spirit's trick. Just when he thought that Masato Nanijou had been harmed by the evil spirit, Masato Nanijou could withstand it. Forget those resentments.
After helping him deal with the remaining resentment, Terao Yu asked: "Masato, what did you do? You can even bear that level of resentment."
Masato Shichijo thought for a while and smiled bitterly: "Maybe... it's because you're used to it, right?"
"Habitual? Can you still get used to this kind of thing?"
The figures of relatives in the ward flashed through Masato Shichijo's mind, and he said: "I have also been tortured by curses, and I have tried to help others share the curse, so I know the feeling very well. Over time, I have gradually gotten used to it. That feeling..."
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"So, let me share these pains for you!" Masato Shichijo raised his head and reached out to Inuyama Heita's back. Those black lines.
Those black lines plunged into Qijiao Zhengren's arms with joy, and continued to penetrate deeper, gradually spreading all over Qijiao Zhengren's body. At this time, Qijiao Zhengren's blood vessels all over his body turned black, and blue veins appeared on his face. Get up, he gritted his teeth, Shouted: "Heitaro! Give me all those damn things!"
This time, he took the initiative to grab those black lines and pulled them out with force, and he gradually drained away the despair in Inuyama Heita's body. All his thoughts were transferred to his body.
"Guwa!" A mouthful of black water spat out from Masato Shichijo's mouth, and this time he fell to his knees.
Inuyama Heita finally stood up. He asked worriedly: "Mr. Shichijo! You..."
"Leave me alone, I can still hold on!" Masato Shichijo turned his head, Looking at Inuyama Heita with bloodshot eyes, he said painfully: "Kill the enemy now! Go quickly!"
"I know!" Inuyama Heita also understood that the faster he can kill the enemy, the better he can do it. Quickly help Masato Shichijo deal with those things, so he strode in the direction of Saito Yuichi.
Saito Yuichi heard the footsteps and raised his head. At this time, he had two faces, one was his own, and the other was that of the social animal Oda. It looked like his face was It was like a human facial tumor, very weird.
"You actually...recovered before me?" Saito Yuichi murmured.
(End of this chapter)