Chapter 24: Hey... Don't mess with me!

  With one kick, the man wearing a white coat, who was slightly thin and had a tattoo on his left cheek, was kicked flying for over ten meters. The opponent was quite sturdy, and after rolling around for another ten meters or so, he struggled to get up with the help of people nearby.

  The emotion of "what the hell, this guy is not playing by the rules" was impossible to cover up, so he made the simplest and most direct response.

  One rocket shell... then the rocket shell flew back along its original route.

  What the heck is this guy?!

  Fortunately, that rocket shell flew halfway and was detonated.

  Why did the nine lives target this guy? Do you need to think about it? The surrounding troops were all dressed in plain clothes, not even showing their faces, except for him, who was an exception. This is similar to the situation where the more fashionable you dress during a battle between two armies, the easier you are to be ridiculed.

  Among those present (enemies), you are the only special one, if I don't hit you, who should I hit?

  This pink-clad enemy is worth fighting - brothers take him down and strip his equipment!!

  Kihara Number, the leader of the 'Hound Dog Unit' from Academy City's dark side, somehow managed to find this place.

  It's clear that the Nine Lives' state successfully piqued his interest, as Mugino Mult is not only the leader of the Hunting Dog Unit but also one of Academy City's top ability developers and a discoverer and developer of versatile abilities.

  This is very important.

  He now wants to send Jiu Ming to the operating table.

  "What on earth are you?"

  Anyone who isn't blind can see the difference in Jiuming's nine lives, and Jiuming himself has become a bit more transparent due to exhaustion. "Forget it, catch him for me, and bring that thing along while you're at it."

  He got the message that the Nine Lives were brought by Misaka Mikoto when she reappeared after her mysterious disappearance.

  No matter what the reason is, he has the confidence to extract the information he wants from the brain of that experimental animal.

  Those who originally regarded humans as weeds would be even less likely to have any special emotions towards clones.

  After giving orders, Mokoto Sumio turned around and left. He had already seen the nine lives, and let those hands that he didn't care about at all solve the rest. Failed?

  It doesn't matter if it fails, as long as the other party is in Academy City, they can't escape. If Nine was caught so easily, he would be disappointed.

  "Oh......?" He slightly turned his head, and Jiǔ Mìng indeed saw a figure lurking behind the wall, like a stray cat. That appearance... let me rephrase it, a very calm stray cat...... Hmph! Didn't you leave? Why are you back, or rather, did you ever leave at all?!

  As the hunting dog troops split off a small batch approached Musashi No. 1, Kurenai took the initiative and kicked one of them flying, the opponent knocked over several teammates in a row before falling to the ground softly.

  Bullet?

  Conventional weapons are useless... What the!?

  As a bullet pierced through him, Jiǔ Mìng was momentarily stunned for an instant, and his material immunity seemed to have decreased?

  Regular bullets no longer had the same negligible effect on him as before, although they didn't cause much damage. The nature of the bullets changed from passing through air to passing through water. The former would have no impact no matter how many times it happened, but the latter, being water, meant that each time a bullet passed through the water, it would take away some of the water with it, even if only a small amount, which was still a loss.

  Increased consumption, reduced immunity, and side effects of crossing? Jiǔ Mìng doesn't know if this situation will worsen further. Indeed, as Miàn Bǎn Jun explained, he can't choose to stay in a world he crossed into for a long time.

  His physical immunity has decreased to the point where he wouldn't mind even if it dropped to normal levels, and his soul body is still quite resilient, no worse than those with physical abilities. At that time, he would have another kind of immunity... No, relying on his body to withstand attacks would be physical resistance.

  A serious point of consumption increase, spiritual power drying up to a certain extent, the nine lives will become extremely illusory, just like a normal person's physical strength consumption is too much and dizzy.

  No longer relying on his physical body's special ability to ignore those bullets, Jiǔ Mìng's harvesting speed was still not satisfied. These people now, apart from shooting guns, didn't dare use area-of-effect weapons, even if they timed it well and threw a hand grenade, which posed no threat to Jiǔ Mìng, and might even be easily kicked back by him.

  The sound of gunfire was transmitted hastily, gradually becoming less frequent and eventually returning to calm.

  "Hey... don't mess with me." After knocking down the last person, Kusakabe 9 looked at Mikoto's blood-stained summer sweater, wounded, or rather, shot, and behind her were several people who had been knocked down.

  These people are how they got around back there... uh, no, it's not that they got around, but rather it was predetermined from the start!

  It's a given, Misaka Mikoto is easily recognizable, unlike her other clones, the military night vision goggles on her head have been taken off... basically the same as her original body, of course, even if it was just a coincidence to run into the original, the existence of a group of small fries would be settled in an instant, no need to think about it.

  "This wound is currently not life-threatening," Misaka endured the pain and replied.

  "......I'll take a look." Rubbing his hair, Jiǔ Mìng had a feeling of being at a loss. He was good at killing people, but saving people... Saving people is simple, the key is to rescue and treat injuries, he didn't understand any medical skills, only preparing when necessary.

  He didn't need medical treatment himself, his soul body would recover quickly even if he was seriously injured, and could maintain the integrity of his physical form. The way to judge was to look at the transparency of his body.

  That is to say, as long as it's not a fatal blow, as long as he still has the strength, no matter how severe the injury, he can maintain his complete physical form until the last moment of battle.

  She lifted up the hem of Mikoto's shirt, and the girl turned her head slightly to the side with a completely expressionless face... this movement was probably supposed to be an indication of shyness...... but that calm expression didn't show any signs of it.

  The girl's delicate skin was stained with a slightly thickened bloodstain, and the place where she was hit wasn't fatal. After confirming that there was no immediate danger, Jiu Ming let out a sigh of relief, but then he felt a bit puzzled - this wound wasn't a through-and-through injury...

  "Wow, this girl's physique isn't bad at all... the bullet didn't even penetrate... Alright, having a bullet left in her body is also a hassle."

  "After discussing it thoroughly, you're actually that kind of creature known as a pervert? said Mikoto, stating the conclusion she and the other Mikotos had reached."

  "Huh?" Jiǔ Mìng's mouth twitched, this is outrageous! Outrageous! Helping the opposite sex check for injuries, how did it become related to being a pervert?

  "Wait... Misakas!? After discussing it...?" This is a sign that the entire forest will be despised!

  "You're thinking too much, I'm just checking the wound!" The ninth life felt a bit pale and weak, didn't bother to speak up, "Bear with it, I'll help you remove the bullet."

  Under Misaka Mikoto's calm gaze, Kuroko's hand passed through her stomach in a rather eerie manner. As a result, the conversation within the Misaka Network became even more chaotic. As for what they were discussing... Kuroko had no idea what was being said on the Misaka Network, and even if he did know, he didn't want to know the content.

  It's a bit more convenient to be a ghost, for example, when taking out bullets, he easily found the location of the bullet. If someone else were to put one hand into the slender body of the girl and grope around to take out the bullet? This is murder!

  Two fingers gently pinched the bullet, and where the fingers touched the bullet, a localized materialization occurred. Because in Jiǔ Mìng's body, objects couldn't be materialized inside, but after touching the bullet, since it squeezed open some space within the 'object', Jiǔ Mìng was able to slightly materialize in some areas.

  Even if it was only the thickness of a sheet of paper, that was enough. The process of pulling out the bullet was almost perfect, as if she had been shot and then pulled out in the same way. Throughout the whole process, the girl didn't make a single sound, her expression was equally lacking, but her slightly trembling arms and legs honestly expressed her pain.

  Even without emotions, physical sensations are no less, and lack of emotions is not equivalent to loss of pain!

  "Hmm..." With a light hum, the bullet in Jiǔ Mìng's hand flew out and shot into the wall beside him. "Stop bleeding... Ah, I'm going to... If only I had died a few more times back then to learn those martial artists' acupoint skills."

  The bullet has been removed, but the bleeding won't stop. As expected, this physical body is really troublesome!

  Even if he was blown out of a big hole, he wouldn't have any bleeding symptoms... He's the devil who is immune to poisoning and bleeding.

  Among the nine PK opponents, there were not a few martial arts practitioners who had been injured and were bleeding profusely. Just by tapping a few times near the wound, the bleeding would stop at an unscientific speed. As long as it could save lives in critical situations, what more could be asked for?

  "I've done it." The white undershirt under Misaka Mikoto's summer sweater was torn off, and she quickly wrapped it around the wound. As a result of Kuroko's unskilled treatment, the girl's already slender waist had shrunk in another circle...

  Forget it, let's just go to the hospital quickly then.

  A hurried footsteps approached, Jiǔ Mìng took a deep breath, "Anyway, I'm not in the mood now!"

  "I can still walk." said Misaka Mikoto, who was being carried by the Nine, and added another hurtful remark. "Misaka felt her waist being squeezed in pain, but didn't want to ruin the other's good intentions, so she could only pretend that everything was fine."

  I'm going crazy......!

  Go find a hospital!

  "Minnows! Time to cut grass!!"

  The imposing declaration, filled with intense killing intent, caused the newcomers to be overwhelmed with fear, instantly gaining N negative buffs, and their combat strength plummeted, falling to the point where they were almost being treated as weeds to be harvested.

  Then the party ran away, leaving a back view like the wind, and in a few jumps, not even a ghostly figure could be found. However, don't worry, they have special tracking... or should I say, suicidal skills.