Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

"What sound? What happened to Yamamoto again?"

The geologist continued to cover Yeyezi's mouth, and the rough hands pressed heavy marks on the face. The little idol's face has changed from pink and tender to white to black and purple, and the chest is still holding back. Take a breath, but it will break at any time.

"Well!"

Yeyezi kicked his legs, then slumped down feebly, his whole body tensed up, and he passed out.

If the oxygen supply is insufficient for a long time, even if it is finally rescued, the brain will suffer irreversible damage, become a vegetable, or become paralyzed.

"Well! Die for me!"

He was strangled fiercely for a few more seconds, and after confirming that he had passed out, the geologist walked forward.

If something goes wrong on Yamamoto's side, all the effort will be wasted, and he will have to embark on a road of exile, or even go to jail.

"Yamamoto, your side..."

Yamamoto came at the sound!

A round thing turned to the heel, which was half of Yamamoto's head. The geologist's expression was at first confused, then suspicious of life, and finally trembling.

The elevated intracranial pressure in his brain caused black vision in his eyes, and the world of blue sky and white clouds was torn apart by black and gray.

Not far ahead, beside the tool cart, a little girl with a bright red weapon in her hand stood alone.

There was no expression on her face, and the dripping blood fell on the ground along the body of the bottle. Looking at the thick blood on her body, it made people's hearts stop twice.

The geologist's head was twisted and rusted, unable to comprehend what was happening before his eyes.

There was a bang, and then... Yamamoto became half of Yamamoto. Is this some kind of surreal horror story?

Yamamoto on the ground looked at his companion peacefully, yellow teeth could be seen on the flying cheek.

"Ho ho ho ho."

The thick blood was as viscous as a living thing, making a whoo-ho sound.

"Hey, don't run so fast."

A young mother walks the street with her child, who holds a red balloon tail in his hand.

The child looked up at the red balloon, and the world in his eyes was completely occupied by red.

The red balloon blown by the wind swayed. According to the fate of most balloons, it has a half chance of flying into the sky, and when it reaches high altitude, it will deform and explode due to the pressure.

"Mom, look."

The tiger-headed child pointed to the distance and called to his mother in a childish voice, as if he had seen a novelty toy in a store.

There were red balloons there too, but in human form.

"What... ah!" The young mother turned her head away, then immediately embraced her son's shoulders, covering his eyes with both hands, "Don't look, don't look!"

The agent who was covered in blood staggered towards him, and the moment he saw the pedestrian, his face did not show the joy of being saved.

"Ghost, ghost, there is a ghost behind!"

A face that is no longer young is distorted, blood is the makeup on this face, the leg that was stabbed is bleeding, walking staggeringly, struggling to move forward, the width and depth of the wound gully makes people feel creepy at first glance.

It is said that there are ghosts, and no one here does not believe it.

It looks like it's covered in blood, it's not a real ghost, at least it's a terrifying murderer!

The horrible murderer is behind.

"ah!!"

The Amelika people were terrified before the gunshots, while the nerves of the islanders were tense before the endless terrorist incidents. Seeing the tragic appearance of the manager covered in blood, a chaotic commotion broke out on the street.

Akita County has experienced ups and downs, why do ordinary people like them always encounter these messy and horrible things!

"Mommy mommy."

Children, adults, men, and women, passed from the front row to the rear. Even if they didn't see it with their own eyes, under the transmission of the terrifying atmosphere, the streets and squares were full of wolves running around.

"Boom!"

The running pedestrians caused the cars on the road to brake suddenly, and the vehicles behind them that could not dodge were rear-ended one after another.

"Red Deer Yelang! Is the driver in front going to die?!"

"ah!"

There was a series of rear-end collisions, and none of the drivers in the car were idiots. When they saw the pedestrians running on the street, their minds were instantly clear that something was wrong.

"All the people in front give way! How should you turn like this!"

The vehicle in the front row ran away from the nearest fork in the road, and the driver who was blocked in the middle of the road at the rear also opened the door and ran wittily.

"My wheelbarrow."

An old lady wearing dentures was pushing a trolley. The trolley was squeezed downhill in the chaotic crowd. She staggered a few steps, but she didn't fall, but the dentures in her mouth almost flew out.

In the forest of Akita Prefecture, two commotions occurred simultaneously inside and outside the city.

The poor people who were sent to track down the traces of the black angel walked slowly. Fortunately, there were other groups of unlucky people, so I felt a little more balanced when I thought about it.

"Jingle Bell."

The bear-repelling bell hanging around his neck rang, and it was unknown if any bears in the deep forest were disturbed.

"You said we have been half a month, and we haven't seen a bear..." A supernatural police officer pinched his chin, which was slightly prickly with stubble.

"Is it because there are no bears in the mountains, or has the bear-repelling bell driven away the bears?"

As soon as the words fell, his eyes revealed the divine light of a philosopher: "Because we have not really observed bears, the existence of bears has been in a state of uncertainty. I announced that this is the bear in Akita Prefecture. No superposition theory!"

The companion next to him was shocked by the cold joke: "Then I want to announce that a thinker has emerged from the Northeast Supernatural Headquarters, but how could your plagiarism be recognized by others?"

A group of people walked forward laughing and laughing, without the mystery and terror of the supernatural police in the imagination of outsiders. The supernatural hall in the eyes of outsiders must be wearing a black trench coat, killing people on the spot if they disagree with each other, rubbing fireballs with their hands, and emitting lasers that kill people from their eyes.

"Well, maybe I should have gone to philosophy when I was in college."

While speaking, the thinker opened the way ahead with the tools in his hand.

"That way I'd be famous early on...uh."

The half-spoken words stopped abruptly, and the thinker's eyes were staring straight ahead, as if he had finally figured out the three major questions of life after thinking hard for a hundred years.

Ahead is a blood-stained world, with pieces of flesh and bones exploding, black fur, orange-red flesh, and bear heads with staring eyes all embedded in trees.

Such a miserable scene could never be caused by the animals in the mountains and forests, even the resurrection of dinosaurs in ancient times could not cause such a terrifying scene.

Unless this bear was studying in the Middle East and then smuggled back to China.

"Who is this bear, where did it come from, and where is it going?"