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 of them.
This is twice as happy, no, well, it is twice as serious.
The huge movement inevitably spread to other nearby stores.
Look outside.
Oh.
Good guy.
There were densely packed people, standing on tiptoes and trying their best to look inside.
It’s better now.
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 store 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 turning around. Outside the broken glass showcase, there were onlookers on three floors outside and three floors outside.
It’s a big deal.
“Do you still have the strength?”
Boss Jiang asked calmly as he could smell her body fragrance even half a step behind the Taoist sister.
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. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he could still go for a few more rounds.
As long as you still have the strength.
Jiang Chen felt 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. He really wanted to play a few more rounds. .
Jiang Chen laughed inside.
What's going on?
I am afraid her senior sisters are not so violent.
Could it be that this is what is called a person’s appearance, and it was just a disguise in the past?
Or rather.
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 should be more than one or two, and they may 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 was very worried. Quick question.
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 tried.
“I didn’t bring my sword.”
Duanmu Liuli replied.
Jiang Chen was momentarily speechless, and couldn't help but change his eyes when he looked at the Taoist nun.
Be good.
People outside the country really don’t gossip. If she really brought a sword, wouldn't this girl be planning to kill everyone in this place that she dislikes?
"It means 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 procrastinator. 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, without any shame. He shouted: "Run!"
Duanmu Liuli's mind was empty, and then he felt a pulling force along with temperature coming from his palm.
Perhaps due to interruption of thinking, Duanmu Liuli did not resist and was pulled out by Boss Jiang.
“Get out of the way.”
If you really don’t show any respect, that’s right. If you stay here and take advantage of someone, 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 replicas of the people immediately. However, Japan, where militarism was once prevalent, is no longer the country that frequently commits seppuku. In this country, the spirit of Bushido has long been extinguished by physical castration. Faced with Jiang Chen and Duanmu Liuli's "hit and run", so many people did not stand up to stop them, and even hurriedly squeezed in to make way for them. "Broad Road".
Same.
The tragic situation of several victims is right in front of us.
We are here to drink and dine, 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 black hair floating as she ran, forming a touching scene.
I don’t know how far I ran or where I ran. Jiang Chen, who began to sweat on his forehead, gradually slowed down until he stopped.
He really wasn't trying to mop himself up, and he wasn't that mean. After he stopped, he immediately let go of his powerful yet boneless hand, bent down, held his knees, and panted.
Looking at others, they are calm and relaxed, as if nothing has happened.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
Jiang Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead, without any sense of frustration. The most important thing in life is not to look for trouble and compare with people like Taoist Sister. Then It’s the one who can’t get along with himself.
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 Master Duanmu looked away, quite considerate.
At this time, the two came to a crossroads 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 came from all directions.
Tokyo is an international metropolis after all. You have committed such a big thing and just rely on your legs to escape?
Movies don’t act like this.
Jiang Chen looked around.
I saw a menacing Taiwanese police car, with its 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...
"Pa."
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 this chapter)