Chapter 31

When the explosion occurred, the superpowers of the Special Powers Department instinctively used their superpowers to protect the people present, but because the situation was too urgent, casualties were inevitable. Fortunately, the nearby crowd had been evacuated before the pursuit mission, so no ordinary people died.

Amemiya Keisei was organizing an orderly rescue on the scene. As he was speaking, his heart suddenly tightened. He couldn't help but stop talking to his colleagues and looked around in panic.

...Shuji-kun?

Amemiya Leisheng clutched the clothes on his chest. He was filled with great panic and even his breathing became rapid. He bent down, gasping for breath, his stomach churning, as if he was going to vomit two mouthfuls of blood in the next second.

"Mr. Amamiya?"

Sakaguchi Ango looked dusty and shabby. Seeing this, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

The boy's voice overlapped with the system's scream, stinging his brain: [Host! The target's health is rapidly decreasing! ! ]

The system's words instantly awakened Amamiya Leisei. He raised his head abruptly, pushed through the crowd and rushed out.

[Tell me where he is!] Ignoring the doubtful voices of others, Amamiya Leisheng quickly rushed to the nearest car and stepped on the accelerator.

[The route has been marked for the host!]

Twenty minutes had passed since Tsushima Shuji disappeared. Although Amamiya Keisei informed Taneda Santoka immediately, there was no news of him. Coupled with the strangeness of the situation at the time, it was not difficult to suspect that a psychic had taken him away.

The location marked by the system is still inside Tokyo. Unless you can teleport over a long distance in this short period of time, you will not be able to reach Yokohama.

[Sorry, host, I don't have enough energy. If the life of the mission target is not threatened, I can't detect his location.] The system hangs its head and sighs.

[It’s okay.] Amemiya Rei was driving very fast, turning the steering wheel completely based on instinct. Fortunately, he had practiced driving for a while, otherwise he would have been in an accident by now.

The young man stared straight ahead.

"I'll bring him back."

…

"Cough cough cough cough--" Tsushima Shuji curled up his body, and the cold air poured into his mouth again, making him dizzy. His lungs were overloaded, and when he regained his breath, it was terribly painful.

He closed his eyes and coughed violently, a few drops of physiological tears oozed from the corners of his eyes. Even with his eyes closed, his vision was blurry. The burning pain in his neck stimulated his nerves, and even his scalp was numb and throbbing.

The boy opened his eyes with difficulty, but there was a layer of mist in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, even the man in front of him was blurry.

Tsushima Shuji coughed for a while, looked up at the man, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did you let go? Is it because I look a lot like my biological mother that you can't bear to let go?"

The man laughed softly: "You're right, so I was wondering if I should destroy your face first."

Tsushima Shuji sneered: "Really? Then you can do it after destroying my face?"

His hair was disheveled and covered his face, and there were vicious handprints on his neck. His originally clean little face was now covered with dust and blood, with several bloodstains scratched by fingernails. His pair of iris-colored eyes were wet, but appeared brighter. At this moment, he was looking at the other party with full of sarcasm, as if it was not his life that was threatened just now.

The man stared into Tsushima Shuji's eyes and said, "Your eyes are the same as your father's."

"It's so disgusting, so disgusting..."

The man began to rub his body: "Where's my knife? Where's my knife... It's not here, it's not here."

"Dig directly?" He looked at Tsushima Shuji again, looked down at his hand, stretched it out tentatively, and touched the boy's eyelid.

Tsushima Shuji closed his eyes instinctively. The hand that had almost strangled him just now now stopped at his eyes. His heart was beating like thunder, so loud that he could not hear the whispers in his ears.

Perhaps he was already prepared to die, so he was not worried about what the man would do to him. He just inexplicably thought of Amamiya Ruisei's lost eye.

It must have been very painful for the gentleman when he lost his eyes. He must have been like he is now, almost fainting from tension and fear. Even though the pain has not really fallen on him, he seems to have felt it.

The fingers pressing on his eyes were already exerting force. This dangerous aura was extremely strong, so strong that it stung his eyeballs. A strange squeezing sensation went up through the nerves in his eyeballs. His body trembled instinctively, trying to escape the coming pain.

"No, no, still no..." The man stopped moving and murmured unconsciously, "It's so dirty, I'd better go find a knife."

The dangerous aura left him and gradually went away along with the chaotic footsteps. Tsushima Shuji closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes trembling uncontrollably. When the other party stopped, he admitted that he breathed a sigh of relief.

At least leave an intact body. I don't want him to die in a disfigured state.

Tsushima Shuji thought to himself that he had to find a way to stop this man from digging out his eyes. After all, if he could dig out his eyes, he might have to chop off his hands and feet too. Otherwise, when the master found him and saw a corpse that could not be put back together, that would be terrible and too ugly.

The boy sighed.

Now that the person is gone, Tsushima Shuji finally has the chance to take a look at the environment he is in. When he woke up, he was strangled and his eyes were gouged out, so he didn't get a good look at his burial place.

He seemed to be in a small brick room. There was a faint pungent smell of engine oil coming in from outside the door, but he could not hear any sound. Perhaps he was in an abandoned warehouse or an old factory.

I don't know when the people from the Special Powers Division will find him.

Tsushima Shuji thought dazedly, I hope the first person to find his body is not Mr. Amamiya. He looks so unwell, what if he is scared? Will he have nightmares at night? Ah, Ango’s guy will comfort him, it’s just so frustrating.

Mr... Mr. Amamiya...

The sound of a door opening was heard, and footsteps appeared in his ears again. Tsushima Shuji didn't need to look, he knew that the man had taken the knife and returned.

Tsushima Shuji closed his eyes and clenched the hands tied behind his back.

"Are you nervous, Shuji Tsushima?" The man moved the knife in his hand, and the metallic silver light shone on the boy's face, exceptionally sharp.

Tsushima Shuji said nothing.

"Don't be afraid, I will move quickly. After all, you are my nephew," said the man.

The coldness of the knife gradually approached Tsushima Shuji. The boy squinted his eyes and looked at the tip of the knife that was already in front of him. His eyes moved and he was about to say something.

“——!”

There was a sharp sound of brakes outside the building, followed by a buzzing sound. A big hole was made in the bricks of the room by a van. Both Tsushima Shuji and the man with the knife looked over at the same time, looking a little silly.

What happened?

Tsushima Shuji's eyes widened. What car had gotten into an accident and crashed right into him?

The person in the driver's seat kicked open the crooked door and staggered out of the car. The young man with a gray face wiped his face, wiped off the blood on his forehead, lifted up the messy hair on his face, revealing a pair of blue eyes.

"It's great to have caught up with it."

Amamiya Reizo was choked by the dust and coughed twice. He looked at Tsushima Shuji who was lying on the ground and smiled softly: "I'm here to pick you up, Shuji-kun."

Tsushima Shuji stared at Amamiya Keiichi, his wide eyes full of disbelief.

Mr. Amamiya, sir?

How did he find this place?

The boy's dead heart began to beat again. He clenched his fists, stood up and knocked the dazed man next to him to the ground. The man rolled several times on the spot and rolled into the corner.

The man finally reacted. He subconsciously ignored Amamiya Keizo and followed Tsushima Shuji who was running away. But before he could get up and run over, he felt a force on his back.

One foot stepped on the man's back. Amamiya Leisheng spat out a mouthful of blood foam, stepped hard, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "You are the one who bullied my students?"

He didn't intend to listen to the other party's explanation. The familiar silver light of Tsushima Shuji appeared on his fingertips, and his skin began to bleed. The inorganic prosthetic eye looked at the man at his feet with an unprecedented coldness.

Tsushima Shuji quickly opened his mouth and shouted: "Sir, don't do that!"

Using supernatural powers to hurt your body!

Amamiya Reisei's fingertips paused, and the man seized the opportunity, picked up the knife that fell beside him, turned his wrist and stabbed towards the young man's calf, but when the tip of the knife was about to touch, he paused and scratched the man's wrist.

"ah--!"

The man screamed, and Amamiya Raisei coughed up blood again, mumbling, "Just now, were you trying to hit Shuji-kun's eyes?"

"I can handle Anyi's eyes and the like by myself. How can you let a child go through this?" Amamiya Reisheng kicked the man in the abdomen, causing him to hit the wall heavily.

"Are you from the Port Mafia?"

Amamiya Raisei slowly approached the man. His steps were a little unsteady and he looked like he was going to fall down any second. "Actually, I have never killed anyone... Because I was in poor health before, I was often sent to the emergency room. Later, I became a teacher. Seeing the cute children, I didn't want to smell of blood."

The man's special ability was probably not a combat type. Amamiya Tadashi guessed that it was a property like teleportation. However, when he took Tsushima Shuji away just now, his special ability had already fallen into disuse.

Seeing Amamiya Leisheng approaching step by step, the man panicked: "I am Tsushima Shuji's uncle, you can't kill me!"

Amamiya Leisheng paused and said, "Is that so?"

He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "In that case, let Xiuzhi-kun deal with you later."

Amemiya Leisheng walked closer and stepped on the man's head again. His forehead hit the ground heavily and he fainted.

"gentlemen……"

The boy called him with a hoarse and weak voice. Amamiya Leisei shook his head, left the guy behind, and walked towards his students.

The young man's consciousness was already very blurred, but he still walked to Tsushima Shuji's side and cut the ropes tied to him: "It's okay, Shuji-kun, it's okay..."

Amamiya Rei's voice became lower and lower, and finally he leaned on the boy and said in a daze: "It's great that you are not dead."