I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Even if you don't understand Japanese law, you know with your buttocks that attacking a public official is definitely illegal.

And there are still two.

It's twice as fun, no, well, it's twice as serious.

The huge movement inevitably spread to other nearby stores.

Take a look outside.

Oops.

Good guy.

There were densely packed people, standing on tiptoes and trying their best to look inside.

This is just great.

When I first arrived, I became a news figure.

The Taoist nun sister had already finished wiping her hands, as if nothing had happened, exuding incredible calmness from inside to outside, knocking down a store and two serious policemen in uniforms, just like kicking away three pugs on the roadside, I don't know where her confidence in being so calm comes from.

The shop owner and the two police officers were unable to get up again. They were either lying on the ground and curling up in pain, or wailing and tossing and turning. Outside the broken glass showcase, there were onlookers on three floors inside and three floors outside.

Big fuss.

"Do you still have the strength?"

Boss Jiang asked calmly, even half a step behind the Taoist sister, who could smell her body fragrance.

I didn't eat anything the whole way from Mount Fuji to Tokyo. I originally planned to fill my stomach here, but I didn't expect to encounter a racist store. Fighting is a very consuming sport.

Duanmu Liuli turned around silently and looked at Boss Jiang. From the looks of it, it looked like he could still go for a few more rounds.

As long as you still have the strength.

Jiang Chen was relieved and glanced at the waiter who was shivering by the kitchen door.

When the conflict occurred, although he was very sensible and did not come to help his boss, after all, he was just getting a living wage and did not have to work hard, but at this time he was still secretly talking on the phone.

Cao Jing’s phone number from the police department should have been ringing off the phone in the past few minutes.

"The police will come soon."

Faced with Boss Jiang's reasonable judgment based on reality, Duanmu Liuli remained unmoved and motionless, as if he had not been able to enjoy himself to the fullest and really wanted to play a few more rounds.

Jiang Chen laughed inside.

what happened.

I'm afraid her senior sisters are not that violent.

Could it be that this is what is called a person’s appearance, and it was just a disguise in the past?

Or.

What specific environment and encounter inspired her bloodline talent?

There does seem to be a similar setting in the game.

"The next batch of police officers to come should be more than one or two people, and maybe they will also have guns."

Boss Jiang continued.

He thought that this powerful heroine would still maintain Yuan Ting Yuezhi's fairy demeanor, but who knew...

"what to do."

Duanmu Liuli asked quickly.

Jiang Chen was stunned and almost laughed out loud.

Who said she was innocent?

Take a look.

Be more flexible.

Jiang Chen looked at the crowd of people outside the store, "With your skills, you should be able to use soldiers to block water and cover up soil, right?"

Duanmu Liuli didn't answer, but the eyes he looked at Boss Jiang seemed to be able to speak.

In those pure and clear eyes, Jiang Chen felt like an idiot.

This young Taoist nun is really becoming more and more like a worldly person.

"Can't handle it?"

Jiang Chen probed.

"I don't have my sword."

Duanmu Liuli replied.

Jiang Chen was momentarily speechless, and couldn't help but change his eyes when he looked at this Taoist nun.

Be nice.

People outside the country really don’t talk around. If she really brought a sword, wouldn't this girl be planning to kill everyone in this place that she dislikes?

"It's like saying you can't handle it anymore."

Duanmu Liuli was silent.

Boss Jiang is also thick-skinned, as if he is unaware of his status as a troll. If he can provide a little help, maybe the answer may be different.

"Then why are you still standing there?"

Under Duanmu Liuli's gaze, someone who was as calm as her from beginning to end suddenly held her hand and shouted without shame: "Run!"

Duanmu Liuli's mind was empty, and then he felt a pulling force along with warmth coming from his palm.

Perhaps due to a disruption in his thinking, Duanmu Liuli did not resist and was pulled out by Boss Jiang.

"Step aside."

If you really don't care about any face, that's right. If you stay here and take advantage of others, that's not domineering, that's stupid.

Quite literally.

If the identities were reversed, if Jiang Chen and Jiang Chen were replaced by Japanese people in China, it would definitely activate the vast sea of ​​copies of the people. However, Japan, where militarism was once prevalent, is no longer a country that frequently commits hara-kiri. The spirit of the bushido They had long since been wiped out by physical castration. Faced with Jiang Chen and Duanmu Liuli's "hit-and-run", so many people did not stand up to stop them. They even hurriedly squeezed in to make way for a "broad road".

Also.

The tragic situation of several victims is right in front of us.

They are all here to drink and eat, not to be beaten.

Boss Jiang grabbed Taoist sister's hand and ran aimlessly along the street, feeling like he was participating in a sports meeting in elementary school.

He took the time to look back and saw the young Taoist nun following him, her green hair floating as she ran, forming a touching scene.

He didn't know how far he ran or where he ran. Jiang Chen, who began to sweat on his forehead, gradually slowed down until he stopped.

He really wasn't trying to take advantage of him, and he wasn't so mean. After he stopped, he immediately let go of his powerful but boneless hand, bent down, held his knees, and panted.

On the other hand, others look calm and relaxed, as if nothing has happened.

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Jiang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead. He didn't feel any frustration. The most important thing in life is not to look for trouble. Comparing yourself with people like Taoist Sister is something you can't live with.

After resting for a while, he straightened up. Although he felt at ease, he still explained: "I haven't eaten anything and my body is a little weak."

A common problem among men.

Good face.

Taoist priest Duanmu looked away, quite considerate.

The two came to an intersection at this time, with busy traffic and tall and bright buildings around them.

"It should be fine."

Boss Jiang is indeed a very optimistic person, but reality once again shows that sometimes optimism does not work.

He just finished speaking.

"Beep beep..."

Rapid and loud sirens sounded from all directions.

After all, Tokyo is an international metropolis. How could you just rely on your legs to escape after committing such a big crime?

Movies don't act like this.

Jiang Chen looked around.

I saw a series of menacing police cars, with their lights flashing, coming from all directions from southeast to northwest.

Passers-by didn't know why and stared in shock.

Jiang Chen, who was at the end of his rope, sighed, but he heard it immediately.

"You run first."

He was stunned and turned his head.

Duanmu Liuli took a step forward.

Two steps...

"Snapped."

Jiang Chen grabbed her wrist again and looked at the police car that was getting closer and closer.

"Stand back."

He pulled Duanmu Liuli back, and then stepped forward, leaving only a domineering and chic back. (End of chapter)