My Identity As a Black Organization Boss Was Exposed by My Wife Shirley

"Ahhh!"

"Murder!"

Shiraishi looked at the sound.

A man with a bloody switchblade in his hand was running away.

He was crazy.

"Get out of the way!"

"Who dares to stop me, I will kill anyone!"

Shiraishi silently stepped aside.

It's dead, mind me!

I want to live an ordinary life.

Then he saw that the murderer rushed towards Kudo Shinichi and his female companion.

Oops!

The two of them were still blocking the road and didn't dodge.

Isn't this looking for death?

Kudo Shinichi also forget about it,

But if such a beautiful young lady got hurt, he couldn't bear it.

Alas, poor.

Shiraishi seemed to see the miserable state of the girl with the "horn" on her head falling to the ground.

However, in the next moment, something unexpected happened to Shiraishi.

The girl with the horns on her head looked calmly at the murderer who was holding the murder weapon and ran wildly.

Then fly to the sky.

The slender white legs were like lightning, volleying and kicking the murderer in the face.

Shiroishi shook his head secretly.

This dress is so unscientific!

Newton's coffin board could hardly hold back.

The girl's thighs were at an angle of more than [-] degrees to the ground.

As a result, the hem of her skirt was crushed to death.

With a bang.

Look on the other side.

Turtle!

The arrogant murderer just now had half of his body embedded in the wall.

I'm afraid it has to be hit by a car with dozens of speeds per hour to get this effect.

This is too unscientific!

This horned girl who bowed her head in front of her and apologized to her comrade just now has such magical power?

I thought that what I was traveling through was Shiraishi in an ordinary modern city, and began to dispel the previous guesses.

Like the male protagonist of the novel I saw before, shouldn't I have also traveled to a world of high martial arts where the fighting power is gradually collapsing?

What's even more outrageous is that just like this, the murderer whose head should have been kicked to pieces is still alive.

So unscientific!

Thinking of this, Shiraishi shook his head with a wry smile.

"Am I doing something wrong by looking for science in a world where high school girls can knock out traffic-level injuries with one kick?"

"Let's stay away from them first and improve your strength as soon as possible."

At this moment, a black Porsche stopped beside him.

"Baishi, get in the car!"

Shiraishi looked at the sound.

It was a sturdy man.

He was wearing sunglasses, a black hat, and a black suit.

how to say?

The aura that gives people, at first glance, is not a good person!

It seems that this is the person sent by his "boss" to pick him up.

Getting in the car, Shiraishi started talking to the man in black, but the other party showed an impatient attitude.