I can't be invincible through Tokyo

Chapter 121 The Psychopath Holding the Golf

The more he thought about the actions of the three priests, the more reasonable Qiao Shuya felt.

Just do what you say, taking advantage of the noon time, Qiao Shuya spent money to download several of Disney's most classic songs on the mobile phone. It is definitely the kind of song that will be heard as long as you play the prelude of 3 syllables on the video website. Delete the existence of the video.

In addition, I also found a manufacturer to order several inch shirts with patterns similar to a certain mouse.

At that time, there will be an incident like the last time in Ginza. When the BGM starts, the clothes will be taken off to reveal a certain mouse, and then pick up a golf club and pretend to be a psychopath, so that some unscrupulous people can understand what it means to be a shining human star. The Golden Golfer.

While customizing the clothes, Qiao Shuya thought of that silly apprentice again. Even though it was during lunch break, he didn't bother to cross a teaching building to go to the higher one, so he asked on the phone.

Guest Qing (Qiao): What are your measurements?
pressed salted duck:? ? ?
Guest Qing (Qiao): Tell me your measurements, hurry up.

Banya: Are you not seriously ill?Crazy, suddenly want measurements.

Ke Qing (Qiao): I'm making clothes, hurry up.

Banya retracted a message

Duck: 70, 48, 72
Ke Qing (Bridge): OK!

Qiao Shuya quickly sent Yuan Zhiai's measurements to the custom-made manufacturer. When the manufacturer saw the measurements, he was silent for a while and said, "The person of your second style should be less than 140cm, right?"

Qiao Shuya: "The guess is really accurate."

Merchant: "That should be for children under the age of 12, do you want children's styles?"

Qiao Shuya: "..."

He is still thinking about how to explain to the merchant that a high school student's measurements are about the same size as a 10-12 year old elementary school graduate.

At this time, another hot blonde girl from an unknown class came to Qiao Shuya's white plastic chair, and said in a seductive tone, "Senior JO, can you leave a cell phone number?"

Qiao Shuya was silent, and silently wrote Yuan Zhiai's mobile phone number to her, watching this hot girl leave happily, and then she seemed to be showing off with her other friends.

Qiao Shuya always felt that such a scene had happened to him many times.

Have I somehow become the bragging rights of these hot girls?

Maybe these idle high school girls began to regard themselves as the big boss of the dungeon, whoever can get their mobile phone number is the real attractive hot girl and so on.

Forget it, don't worry about it, anyway, it was the mobile phone number of the little apprentice Yuan Zhiai, she should be the one who should be troubled.

happy.

……

On the other side, Yuan Zhiai looked at the phone, no matter whether it was Qiao Shuya's private chat or the news in the group, her face wrinkled like a Tibetan fox.

"Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai, I heard that a senior from the third department of high school jumped off the third floor in class today. I heard that nothing happened. He took a breath and ran away from the school directly." Yui Asakura came to Yuanzhi I love the gossip around me.

"Eh..." Yuan Zhiai didn't know how to answer this troublesome friend, but the idiot who jumped from the third floor was the godfather you were thinking of, my friend.

Not only that, but it only took him 10 minutes to get to Customs Street, then 2 minutes to kill the strange demon, and 10 minutes to rush to the Association to deal with the matter before returning.

The whole process gives people the haste of driving on the pavement.

Yuan Zhi'ai covered her forehead, the height was high, her blood pressure was high.

"Xiao Ai, why do you think that senior jumped off the building when he received a call during class? Is he a warrior running for love?" My friend Asakura Yui is still gossiping, and even the D-class poor breasts are still dangling in front of him. with.

Yuan Zhiai: "???"

"Tell me, is there a possibility that that person simply fell ill..." Yuan Zhiai returned cautiously.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Jumping from the third floor is more than six meters high. Even high jump sports students will doubt themselves when they see this height. It must be a very urgent matter to make him jump for love." Chao Cang Wei seems to have fallen into some kind of fantasy,

"For example, his girlfriend had an accident, or his girlfriend was bullied and insulted. He jumped off a building to charge for love. Love has infinite power. It's so romantic!"

Yuan Zhiai: "???"

"Just as long as you're happy..." Yuan Zhiai couldn't complain.

She could only take out a pack of milk and drink it, silently watching this friend go crazy in front of her.

If it was said that there was a 1% chance of this thing being liked by the master before, it is absolutely impossible now that it is crazy. If you want to be the mistress of the office, you should die.

After all, Qiao Shuya is a person who is extremely afraid of trouble in other aspects, except when encountering news of strange demons.

While the two of them were having their daily chat among female high school students, a boy with short hair who looked like an athlete walked over.

"Smi Masay, may I interrupt?" He came to the two and bowed.

Yuan Zhiai elbowed Asakura Yui, she was used to it these days, most of the time it was someone who sent a love letter to her friend or asked for a mobile phone number.

After all, this good friend of mine can be regarded as a super beautiful girl in front of ordinary students, and even her bust is invincible in the whole freshman year of high school.

And she just held the expression of watching a movie, drinking milk, and watched her friend look embarrassed again.

Yuan Zhiai: Happy!
She didn't know yet, maybe her master had encountered exactly the same thing at this time, but the master was dealing with hot girls.

However, this male high school student did not turn towards Yui Asakura, but bowed deeply to Yuan Zhiai, bending his waist almost to 90 degrees, and then said: "Mr. Yuan, can you give me your mobile phone?" Number?"

Yuan Zhiai: "???"

For a moment, the smile froze on her face, and she couldn't be happy anymore.

It's just that the smile gradually shifted to Asakura Yui's face next to her, and now she has the word "happy" written all over her face.

Crazy?Is there really any pervert who would be interested in a guy like me who looks like a primary school student?

Yuan Zhi'ai was full of black lines, but she didn't show it, and she had to pretend to be a young lady in front of outsiders.

Yuan Zhiai was silent, and calmly wrote down Qiao Shuya's phone number, and handed it to the male high school student.

"Hi!" The male high school student left excitedly holding the phone number, as if holding an imperial decree in his hand.

It's disgusting to be a pervert, but fortunately she gave Qiao Shuya's phone number, and he should be the one who should have a headache at that time.

Yuan Zhiai could already imagine Qiao Shuya's expression full of question marks when he received a phone call from a male high school student, and then he kept pacing and thinking about how to catch him, and then filled him with cement and sank into Tokyo Bay.

happy.

……

The afternoon class also ended quickly, and nothing happened for a day.

The angle of the sun gradually shifted, Qiao Shuya looked at the class monitor who was packing up the books, hesitant to speak.

He really cherished his talents, thinking that such a person with SS level talent might not be able to become a watcher in his life, such a good talent is useless, Qiao Shuya felt that he gave up after seeing his friend draw cards ten times in a row and 8 gold It's like a pit.

孽 孽!
If Yuan Zhiai had such a talent, she would probably be drooling, the kind who would wake up happily after being hit by a jeep for 25 hours a day.

However, the awakening of the watchman, at least in the research of the People's Federation, does not have much regularity and manufacturability.

It seems to be completely random, and it is difficult to find too many commonalities among these people.

Perhaps the only commonality is that at least their moral values ​​are online, and at least they haven't seen that kind of outrageous guy among the watchmen. If you want to say that the most outrageous Kiryu Ryoma is just a little bit of a waste.

However, he is likely to pay for his own ability, after all, he is a dragon...

So Qiao Shuya didn't know how to speak at all. If the squad leader had a template, he might try to give her an ability to see if she could be transformed into a watcher.

Ugh.

"Student Qiao, is there something on my face today?" Yoshida Su has been feeling very uncomfortable today, and she can see Qiao Shuya turning her head every time she turns her head.

I don't know if it is her illusion, her heart beats fast, but she is afraid that this is just an illusion.

"No, it's nothing, it's just a pity..." Qiao Shuya sighed, "It's just that the wind is very noisy today..."

He looked out the window, just in time for a gust of aisle wind to blow on him.

Qiao Shuya really wanted to see what the SS-level talent would look like. Is it so exaggerated to be promoted to A-level after being hit by a jeep for one day, and then directly surpass A-level after being hit by a jeep for the next day?
But, now I can only think about it.

And that 98 favorability degree...

Sin ah...

"Okay, I'm going to pick up my daughter!" Qiao Shuya waved his hand, kind of saying hello to the guy who was barely acquainted in this class.

After all, nine out of ten times life is unhappy.

When he came to the jeep, he saw Yuan Zhiai in the car, thought of giving his little apprentice's cell phone number to a hot girl at noon, and almost couldn't hold back, but fortunately he was a professional, no matter how funny it was, he held back.

When Yuan Zhiai saw Qiao Shuya's face, she almost couldn't hold back. She remembered that she had given Qiao Shuya's cell phone number to a pervert at noon, but luckily she managed her expressions well.

"Drive, let's go to the association..." Qiao Shuya said.

"Uh, do you still have to go?" Yuan Zhiai was a little puzzled.

"Yes, my cross is ready and I can pick it up today," Qiaoshua said.

"By the way, what happened to the custom-made clothes?" Yuan Zhiai was curious.

"Father and the others have created a new job. It is said that if there is a certain mouse printed on the clothes, they will not be afraid of being exposed, because the video cannot be released at all." Qiao Shuya said.

"Is there still such a job?" Yuan Zhiai was shocked.

It’s the rush hour for get off work at this time, and the streets of Tokyo are not surprisingly congested, especially around the Overwatch Association. In fact, the original location of the Association is relatively remote, but after the Association is located there, the place is getting more and more prosperous. .

Even various builders and businesses rushed to buy land around the association, as if the center of Tokyo was no longer the Imperial Palace, but the association building.

"Drip drip!"

Yuan Zhiai honks the horn angrily, what she hates most is being stuck in traffic.

Originally, the two of them could happily finish the journey in a few minutes, but they had to gamble for more than an hour, and the food was not fresh by the time they got home.

Qiao Shuya also happily played with his mobile phone, since he wasn't driving anyway.

But at this moment, the priest in the group suddenly hit him.

Priest: Guest, I have encountered a very difficult matter here. I can't handle it. Not to mention me, there are not many people in Tokyo who can handle it. Come quickly and have a look.

Ke Qing (Qiao): OK, I will come right away.

Priest: Send the coordinates, Amakusa Cross Church, 1-chome, Mihuacho.

"Temporarily change the itinerary and go to Amakusa Church." Qiao Shuya said.

Yuan Zhiai was still honking the horn angrily, she wished she could hammer on the horn like a hammer, she turned her head when she heard this, and asked, "How do I drive out here?"

Qiao Shuya looked at it and said, "Isn't the bicycle lane quite spacious? Drive!"

……

The priest was in the Amakusa Church, and his face was serious at this time.

"Ma'am, I know you are in a hurry, but don't worry, let the others worry first, otherwise we will all be in a hurry together." The priest looked at the lady in front of him who still had a graceful and luxurious charm, but his face remained calm. .

Not a tomboy or a little boy, he wasn't interested.

Half an hour before the incident, the priests and brothers left the association and went home. They lingered in the Kabuki district for several days, and the brothers got tired of it for the time being and were ready to continue working.

The priest returned to the association and assembled the billet that had been enchanted with gold. It was not only straight and hard, but also had unimaginable toughness. This was the most perfect work in his life.

After finishing the holy cross sword, he left and returned to the church, smiling and preparing to continue his career as an ordinary priest in Tokyo, but at this time, this rich lady who still had a charm came up to confess and pray.

The priest greeted the client with a smile. He was actually very happy today. He smiled and faced the prayers and prayers of the rich lady with the most sincere smile.

Mrs. Fu is not an ordinary person, but also belongs to the existence of a wealthy family. They naturally knew that the priest was an A-level watchman, so they slowly said a strange thing.

Their family manages food in Tokyo, mainly rice and flour. However, when they opened the granary a few days ago, they suddenly found that 1.7 tons of food in the entire warehouse had disappeared.

And the priest's original grinning expression, the more he listened, the more silent he became, and then he couldn't laugh at all, and turned into a Sima face.

This expression also made the rich lady panic. In a word, she is not afraid of the watchman laughing, but afraid of the watchman's sudden silence.

"Father, Father, this must not be done by human beings. It must be done by strange demons. 1.7 tons of rice and flour, even if each ton needs to be hauled away by 1.7 people, I don't even know how many trucks are needed. Suddenly gone?" Mrs. Fu cried anxiously.

"Ma'am, since you think it was caused by strange demons... Well, I can only find someone to come here..." The priest quickly contacted Qiao Shuya in the group. Ya come directly to find out the situation.

He was also paralyzed, why did he come across such a bad thing when he just returned to church and received the first petition and prayer.

Another 1.7 tons of grain disappeared for no reason...

The priest only felt that it was outrageous. Even if there were 1.7 pigs, they would not be able to run them all in a few days.

(End of this chapter)