Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

Inside the bedroom on the second floor.

“Whew… It’s time to use the sword skills of the reed celebrity. ”

After closing the door to his bedroom, Kitahara sat down on the soft bed, his brown eyes flashing a light, and he whispered softly.

In order to avoid mental fatigue for a while, he deliberately sat on the bed.

He also took out the horse charm he had drawn last time in his hand, just in case.

“System, using the Reed Celebrity Sword Art.”

Kitahara said softly.

[Using a special item: Reed Celebrity Sword Art]

As the sound of the system sounded in his ears, the next moment, Kitahara felt that a large number of strange memories suddenly appeared in his mind.

The moves of the reed celebrity poured in like a running tide, making him subconsciously grit his teeth.

One word chop, climb the carp, lower the carp… Secret Sword Reed Cross Slash, these skills honed between life and death were all engraved into Kitahara’s memory.

Sure enough, this kind of special prop is completely stuffed into the head of all the skills contained in it.

The last [Cooking LV5] was the same as now.

About half an hour passed.

Those strange techniques that came in were finally completely accepted by him.

“The swordsmanship of the reed celebrity… Why are there still tricks with fire pistols and cross guns? ”

Recalling the moves of the reed celebrity, Kitahara had a tired face, the corners of his eyes jumped slightly, and he thought speechlessly in his heart.

I always feel that this sword saint of yours is a little unorthodox.

Forget it, let’s use the horse charm to recover first.

Thinking so, Kitahara clenched the horse charm in his hand, and the horse pattern carved on it also emitted a shimmer.

As the horse spell took effect, he felt that the faint feeling of swelling in his mind instantly faded, and the tired expression on his face disappeared.

This thing is really easy to use.

Gently throwing the horse charm in his hand, Kitahara thought with some relief.

No matter how tired you are, you can immediately recover your spirits without any side effects.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help but have a bold idea in his heart.

But unfortunately, there are no experimental subjects now.

Kitahara shook his head, forgetting those unclean thoughts, and then walked out of bed and stretched slightly.

“But… The swordsmanship of this reed celebrity also contains too many things. ”

Coming to the window, Kitahara picked up the hot tea on the table and took a sip, muttering to himself thoughtfully.

The reed celebrity moves written down in his head are not just swordsmanship.

In addition, there are ten-word guns, the skill of the fire hammer, and the production of gunpowder – the number of aspects involved is simply amazing.

I originally thought that only one sword art was drawn, but I didn’t expect that there were so many things attached to it.

Although the fire hammer has long been eliminated in this era, it is not impossible to replace it with modern firearms.

Now he has a skill in close combat.

The superb swordsmanship of the reed celebrity, combined with spider induction, the combination of the two is definitely not to be underestimated.

That’s really good.

Kitahara touched his chin, and the corners of his mouth rose to think.

“Looks like I’ll have to go and buy a knife tomorrow after work.”

He came back in a bit of a hurry tonight, and when he got home, he remembered that he had forgotten to go to the knife shop.

I can only try the reed celebrity’s move again tomorrow.

Thinking so, Kitahara turned around and lay on the soft bed, picked up the mobile phone that was thrown next to the pillow and glanced at it.

As the screen opens, the message notification bar above also has a new friend notification.

It was sent 20 minutes ago.

At that time, he was still receiving the swordsmanship of the reed celebrity, so he didn’t notice the notification sound on his mobile phone.

It’s Suzuki Sonoko.

Looking at the notes uploaded by his friend’s notification, a hint of clarity flashed in Kitahara’s eyes.

Two days ago, he gave his contact information to Maori Lan, but he didn’t expect that Suzuki Sonoko had only added it now.

Kitahara thought about it and agreed to Suzuki Sonoko’s friend application.

With a flick of his finger, there was another female high school student on his empty contact page.

How do I feel that there are more and more girls on my LINE.

Beiyuan Xun touched the tip of his nose, and thought subtly in his heart.

His current contacts, except for two male colleagues, Wataru Takagi and Chiba and Shin, are all women.

Less than three minutes after the friend application was approved, a message from Sonoko Suzuki was sent.

It is nothing more than a normal greeting and asking if he remembers himself.

After a brief chat with Sonoko Suzuki, Kitahara found a reason to end the conversation.

Looking at Suzuki Sonoko’s energetic message frequency, it is estimated that if I continue to chat with her like this, I am afraid that it will not be until twelve o’clock at night.

He still has to go to work tomorrow morning, so how can he have time to chat with female high school students at night.

Thinking so, Kitahara yawned.

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The next day.

The early morning sun is very soft, not as gloomy as yesterday.

Kitahara picked out a casual casual suit from the closet to replace the black suit he wore to work.

The Metropolitan Police Department does not have strict dress requirements for those of them in the search class.

After all, these criminal policemen may go outside to work as plainclothes policemen at some point.

As the Porsche slowly parked in the parking lot, Kitahara also walked leisurely to the lobby of the Metropolitan Police Department.

“Oh, isn’t this Kitahara?”

“It’s really rare to meet you at the door of the Metropolitan Police Department so early.”

As soon as he reached the door of the hall, there was a teasing sound with a smile in his ears.

Hearing this voice, Kitahara turned his head helplessly and looked at the woman standing on his side wearing a sky-blue traffic suit with a wicked smile on his delicate face.

It is Yumi Miyamoto, a police supplement from the Traffic Enforcement Division of the Traffic Department of the Metropolitan Police Department.

A fun-man who specializes in teasing juniors.

“Senior Miyamoto, there are still seven minutes left before work, is there a possibility that you are late?”

“You played mahjong all night again yesterday, right?”

Saying that, he showed a dead fish eye and looked at Yumi Miyamoto.

“Don’t look at me like that—and who told you about my all-night mahjong game?!”

Yumi Miyamoto, a senior, shouted in annoyance.

She clasped her hands to her chest, leaned forward slightly, and stared at him with dissatisfied eyes.

You don’t refute yourself playing mahjong at all.

“Sato-senpai told me, so… Is there anything else going on with Miyamoto-senpai? ”

Kitahara glanced at his watch and asked a little casually.

“If I put it on any longer, I’ll be late.”

“Hey, Miwako’s relationship with you is really good.” Miyamoto Yumi smacked her mouth, and then she looked at Kitahara with half-squinted eyes, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and asked softly.

“There’s a Metropolitan Police Department fellowship at night, do you want to-”

“Don’t.”

Before she could finish, Kitahara directly refused.

Just kidding, since he joined the Metropolitan Police Department, he has participated in eight friendships hosted by Yumi Miyamoto in just one month.

At first, it felt a little novel, but later it turned out that it was a waste of time.

Moreover, he was not interested in the girls in the Ministry of Transportation.

“The juniors are not allowed to interrupt the seniors!”

Yumi Miyamoto said fiercely with anger.

However, the next moment, she pulled the corner of his clothes and said in a pitiful tone

“Please, it’s really important to me if you can come!”

“If you don’t come, those girls from the Ministry of Communications won’t be ready to participate!”

You woman is really fickle.

“Not going.”

Kitahara shook his head expressionlessly and refused again.

He didn’t want to accompany the girls who were almost thirty years old to drink fraternity wine.

“No, if you don’t go, the two of us will die together!”

As the two got on the elevator, Yumi Miyamoto hugged his arm in annoyance.

“I’m going to be late in three minutes, you promise me!”

How can you threaten your juniors like this.

Feeling the softness coming from his arm, the corners of Kitahara’s mouth couldn’t help but tug.

You’re giving benefits!

(It feels like Yumi Miyamoto is like a mischievous female ghost, but unfortunately she is twenty-eight years old.) ）

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