Chapter 086 Chapter 86

Sui City, No.3 Middle School.

It was just time to go home from school, and Yan Jun, who was sitting in the back row, was slowly packing his schoolbag.

"It hurts so much." Ming You, the short-haired boy sitting next to me, rubbed his face with his hands. His left cheek was a little swollen. "Can you be a little gentler next time? You almost knocked my teeth out."

Yan Jun: "I can be gentler, but I won't be gentler when I encounter something weird. And you fought back, didn't you? My elbow is still hurting now."

"The martial arts teacher suggested that we choose a weapon. It's more convenient to have a weapon in hand than to fight with bare hands." Ming You gestured with a smile, "What do you think of me using a sword? Swordsmen are so cool, right?"

Yan Jun put on his schoolbag and said, "I suggest you use the meteor hammer."

Ming You: "Why?! That thing is so heavy! I can't even run a few steps with it. The only option is to fight! Didn't the teacher tell us to choose something that is easy to carry?"

"Because you are so strong." Yan Jun rubbed his elbow, "You actually threw me out. How did you develop such great strength?"

"Hmm... maybe it's genetic?" Ming You shook his head. "My dad said that when he was chasing my mom, my mom mistook him for a stalker, so she grabbed my dad's arm and threw him over her shoulder with one hand."

Yan Jun chuckled: "Your mother is really a warrior."

After saying that, he took out his cell phone and took a look. Not seeing any new message notification, the young boy frowned slightly.

Mingyou came over to take a look out of curiosity, but Yanjun immediately pushed his head away in disgust and put away the phone.

"Your brother hasn't contacted you recently." Mingyou walked out of the classroom with Yanjun, carrying a bag on his back. "Is his injury still not healed? You are so worried. Should we go see him? Isn't he in the next door Heng City? It only takes three hours by car to get there."

As Yanjun's best friend, Mingyou knew that Yanjun's brother Qingtong was involved in a weird live broadcast incident. Yanjun kept talking about it for the past few days, and it was impossible not to have a deep impression on him.

"He said the injury was not serious," Yan Jun said, "and he didn't like me sticking to him all the time."

"I understand that. It's okay if it's the younger sister who's clingy, but it's a bit offensive if the younger brother is clingy..."

Before Ming You could finish his words, he was tripped and knocked to the ground by Yan Jun's sweeping kick.

Ming You rolled over on the spot and got up, brushing off the dirt on his body.

The two walked out of the campus together, and Ming You asked again: "So what weapon do you want to choose?"

"Long stick."

"It's not lethal at all."

Yan Jun paused and looked at Ming You: "Do you think you can kill Qiyi with a sword?"

Ming You was surprised: "Hey, can't I do that?"

"...Use your brain when watching weird live broadcasts." Yan Jun patted Ming You on the shoulder, "It's said that only weirdness can solve weirdness. Our weapons can only repel some of the weirdness at best, but they can't kill them."

Ming You sighed and said, "Then I can't be a handsome swordsman. Why don't I learn stick fighting with you?"

"It's up to you." Yan Jun said, "In fact, I want to learn more than just stick techniques. I want to learn how to use all kinds of weapons. In the future..."

The young man stopped talking and looked at a place not far behind Mingyou with a blank look in his eyes.

Ming You raised his brows slightly and turned his head to look behind him: "What's that over there..."

Yan Jun immediately covered Ming You's mouth and pulled him to the corner of the wall: "Hush, keep your voice down."

Mingyou pried open Yanjun's hands and asked in a low voice: "What did you see?"

"The Smiling Man." Yan Jun lowered his voice and said, "It's the weird guy who turned a smiling face into a paper man in the first live broadcast."

Ming You's eyes widened. He looked in the direction Yan Jun was staring at, and sure enough, he saw a man in white.

Perhaps it was because the weather was too hot recently, the paper man was walking on the street holding an umbrella, with the umbrella pressed very low, covering most of his face. People passing by him could not see the paper man's face.

Many people did not notice the existence of the paper man. Some people noticed it, but did not dare to verify its appearance. When they saw the familiar white robe, they immediately left quickly.

Only Yan Jun, who was still a junior high school student and not tall enough, could see the eerie smiling face under the umbrella of the paper man from a distance.

"What should we do? That's the Smiling Man, right? He can turn others into paper dolls." Ming You whispered, "Is he coming here to turn this place into a paradise for paper dolls?"

"I don't know." Yan Jun said in a low voice.

Ming You tugged at Yan Jun's clothes: "Let's go, let's not get involved with him."

Yan Jun didn't say anything. He just stared at the paper figure, unable to take his eyes off it.

Passing by a small alley, the paper man walked in holding an umbrella. Yan Jun's eyes lit up slightly and he quickened his pace to chase after it.

"Hey——" Ming You ran after him, "You don't want to die, do you want to become a paper machete too?"

"It's okay just be careful." Yan Jun turned around and whispered to him.

Ming You: "No problem, that's ridiculous. We will definitely be caught and then..."

He didn't dare to say the following words. Yan Jun had already arrived at the entrance of the alley and was looking inside.

The alley between the two buildings was so narrow that only two people could walk side by side. There was not a single person in the alley. It looked empty.

Ming You carefully leaned over and saw the empty alley. He breathed a sigh of relief: "He left, luckily, otherwise you would be in danger."

Yan Jun frowned and walked to the center of the alley: "Ming You, what street is ahead?"

Ming You followed him into the alley: "Let me think, it seems to be jade..."

"Yutang Street." A man's voice sounded behind the two of them.

Mingyou and Yanjun both froze in place. They slowly turned around and saw the man in white who had put away his umbrella and was smiling.

The paper man looked down at the two junior high school boys and asked, "What do you want to see me for?"

Ming You broke out in a cold sweat and stammered, "No, no, we were just...adventuring! Adventuring in the alley! We didn't mean to follow you, not at all!"

"To say 'you didn't mean to follow me' means that you knew I entered this alley, right?" The paper man smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Ming You's head.

Yan Jun hurriedly stepped forward and slapped the paper figure's hand away, glaring at it viciously.

The paper man's hand stopped in mid-air, and he turned his head to look at Yan Jun.

"I'm the one who came with you." Yan Jun pulled Ming You behind him, "If you have any suggestions, you can come to me."

Ming You was about to cry: "You are really crazy!!"

The smile on the paper man's face disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes and stared at Yan Jun.

Yan Jun frowned and looked at the paper figure without fear.

The two of them remained in this stalemate for quite a while, and finally the paper man's expression softened again and he laughed out loud.

"You are not afraid of me at all." The paper figurine said, "You are a little kid with barely grown hair, yet you are so brave. Well, while I am in a good mood, tell me what I want to do."

Yan Jun was stunned.

What was he trying to do by following him? To be honest, Yan Jun didn't think too much about it. He just followed the paper man on impulse after seeing him.

To be honest, it was probably because his brother Qingtong had already faced weirdness, so he felt that he should also have the courage and determination to not be afraid of weirdness.

And then there's the curiosity about the weird.

He had always observed weirdness through live broadcasts, but this was the first time he had come face to face with weirdness. He wanted to know what the difference was between actually facing weirdness and observing it through live broadcasts.'

There is a big difference. When the paper man appears in front of you and gives you an unfriendly smile, the sense of oppression is a feeling that cannot be understood through live broadcast.

"I want to know why you're here." Yan Jun swallowed, "Are you planning to hold a carnival like the night market?"

"Carnival? I haven't been interested in that lately." The paper man said, "Today I'm just walking around and looking for new targets. I already have enough weak puppets without any power. I want more and stronger puppets. It's a good idea to make them with powerful monsters. I've been looking for such prey recently."

Yan Jun: "You want to hunt weird things?"

"Well, is there something wrong?" the paper man asked him with a smile.

Yan Jun shook his head quickly, and then whispered: "Then... have you found a suitable target?"

The smiling paper figure tilted its head slowly: "Do you think I would tell you this kind of news? I was in a good mood when I answered your question, and you may have gotten a little carried away."

"You are such a proud brat. You need a lesson."

Yan Jun, who was quick to sense the opponent's malicious intentions, immediately took a defensive stance, which was the defensive stance against attacks that the teacher had taught him in class.

But obviously, it is of no use against paper figures.

Although the stance was correct, he lacked practical experience and the paper man was too fast. The kick was so fast that only a shadow could be seen. The boy, who had just learned martial arts, had no time to respond and was kicked away, rolling on the ground twice with Ming You behind him.

Yan Jun, who was kicked in the abdomen, knelt on the ground and groaned.

Ming You rolled on the ground in pain and was unable to stand up. Even though he was kicked out, the damage caused by this blow was not comparable to the strength of his classmates who learned martial arts.

"Get up." The paper man stepped forward. "Do you think I will give you time to rest on the ground?"

After saying that, he kicked Yan Jun out again.

The boy rolled twice on the ground, his body covered in blood. His schoolbag was also thrown out.

"Yanjun..." Mingyou stood up, covering his arm, "Let's run."

The paper man laughed: "Don't tell anyone about the battle plan, especially if the idea of ​​running away is known, your retreat will be blocked. Are children nowadays so stupid and naive?"

Ming You's face turned pale when he heard that.

"Forget it. Be more careful next time." The paper man smiled and raised the umbrella in his hand, as if to give Mingyou the final blow.

Just then, the alarm sounded and there were the sounds of several people running.

Qin Zheng, who was in charge of the city's strange response department, rushed into the alley first, and pointed his guns at the paper figures with his subordinates: "Don't move!"

"You don't think that kind of thing is useful for weird things?" the paper man asked in astonishment.

Qin Zheng and the police officers behind him were sweating, but they still held their weapons. This was their only and best way of attack.

The next second, the weapons in the hands of several people were knocked to the ground, and the paper man who appeared behind them pointed the tip of the umbrella at Qin Zheng's throat.

"If you want to deal with me, you'd better think of other ways." The paper man smiled, "You stupid guys."

Just as he was about to take action, he paused, as if he sensed something.

"I've found new prey. You are so lucky, I'll let you go." The paper man smiled and disappeared.

The police officers whose guns were knocked down wiped the sweat off their faces, and Qin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Looking at this situation, can I really live until next year?"

Seeing Yan Jun and Ming You still lying on the ground, he gestured to the people behind him: "Go and check on them. If that doesn't work, call an ambulance."

"No, I'm fine." Yan Jun stood up, holding his stomach, "I'm really fine."

Qin Zheng said helplessly: "Don't do such dangerous things in the future. If a passerby hadn't seen it and called the police, you two might have been dead, understand? Don't let your family worry!"

Yan Jun lowered his head: "Yes, I'm very sorry."

Ming You even wanted to swear and promise: "There won't be a next time, there definitely won't be a next time!!"

Qin Zheng: "Okay, I'm glad you're alright. I'll escort you home, just in case that guy turns back halfway..."

But even if they turned back, they wouldn't be able to protect anyone with their current strength.

It's pretty embarrassing to think about it. I should really contact that businessman named Bai Yixin and get a weapon that can deal with weird things. Otherwise, what's the point of calling it a weird response department?

I just don't know where that businessman is now.