Thousand Blades of Death

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The setting sun and the breeze are just good weather for a walk.

However, the riverside, which is usually full of people, is quiet and scary at the moment, like a needle landing, clear and audible. It is said that there must be a demon if something goes wrong. This empty and quiet environment lets passersby hurriedly pass by, and his expression is uncertain. When he hears something, he subconsciously winces, and his pace is fast, and he starts running without raising his head. .

It seemed that he was infected by this unusual atmosphere, and even the untouched river surface started to surge.

However, this scene was broken by a figure walking slowly.

I saw that the person was dressed in a relaxed and relaxed style, with a clearly defined face and his temperament as a young man. Even in such a relaxed dress, he looked very handsome, just like an unarmed **** who came out to play Similar.

It looks out of place with the unsettled bad surroundings and pedestrians around here.

The second floor of a corner not far from the river.

"Claude, what should I do now?"

A sturdy man in a black suit, holding a telescope in his hand with an irritated look, looked at the figure walking along the river.

The white-haired spectacled male who was asked for his name narrowed his eyes, and the white spectacle frame revealed a cold breath. He took a sigh of smoke at his hand, gently flicked the ash at the hand, and exhaled a curl of white. Fog smudged his transparent frame and narrowed his eyes.

"The cadres, the cadres, the little girl and the young girl are about to leave school, this time...?

"boom!"

A bullet quickly wiped the ears of the sturdy man and blasted!

A white smoke came out of a hole deeply embedded in the wall, and the man touched his aching ear in shock, a red blood stain on his hand.

Looking at the man who was still cold, he muttered suddenly. Thinking of Missy, he took a deep breath and silently lit a candle to the dude walking by the river. Even at this time, I bumped into it, and I can only admit that I'm out of luck.

really.

"I will solve it immediately. I don't want the lady to see what she shouldn't see." Claude squinted towards the man walking on the river bank.

"What about the Jiying group?"

The sturdy younger brother, a member of the American gang "Hive", looked at their cold and cold cadre Claude. During this time, they had been in friction with the Jiying group, and the movements became more and more intense. The younger brothers said a word It is even more common to fight if there is any discord.

In order to allow Missy to have a good environment for going to and from get out of class, they finish the fight with the Jiying team at this point every day, and then clean up to pick up Missy’s return. It happened that there was an equally old master in the Jiying group, so their team members did not involve the other party’s heirs, and they were acquiesced, and the local people around them also understood this law. After so many lying guns, I have long learned to master, no longer disturb them to dry rack, gave them a relatively quiet fighting environment, they also fought happily, but today, but was destroyed by a colorless kid.

"Is your brain made of tofu? Solved it for me, understand?"

The knife was scratched in the eye, and he shivered: "Yes, yes, understand."

Then he shouted loudly: "Go."

With a sound of shifting brakes, a typical ruffian rogue came out from every corner.

For a while, it was blocked by the person who was walking, and the gun in his hand was aimed at the person who was walking. "Hey, the boy quickly left this place with consciousness."

Amano Hara, who was walking leisurely on the shore, looked at his gun with his eyebrows raised, glanced at them, and there was a surprise in his eyes. He didn’t find the plot, and sent his emotions to the door. Anymore?

He looked away calmly and glanced at Claude without trace. It turned out that Claude was barely a handsome guy ten years ago. Feeling his obvious murderousness, Ma Yuan slowly and quietly left his eyes.

Just at this time.

Jiying Group stronghold.

"Leader, look!"

A young man in a kimono hurriedly took the telescope in his hand and ran over: "The people of the hive appeared in advance, and it seemed that they would shoot an ordinary person."

"What? Dare to shoot ordinary people on my site? I think it's an impatient life. If the master sees it well? Give it to me, don't be merciful." Long looked at his watch, already I was ready to point to the master's class time, and my heart was anxious. As a result, I looked up and saw a member walking slowly holding the samurai sword, which ignited the unknown fire in his heart.

With a hard kick at the foot, he kicked over: "What are you doing? You don't want to move me yet, don't you want to let those nasty ghosts succeed, even in my place?"

Rubbing his buttocks with pain, the atmosphere did not dare to pant, and rushed out.

Amano Hara, as soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he was wearing it again. He was still himself, that is, Amano Hara, the same value, but this world is not the other world. It was only by accident that he discovered that the original I have traversed into the world of pseudo-love, and, just ten years ago!

It can be said that it is an important stage. After all, in the original plot, the whole plot is revolved around the agreement of ten years ago.

‘Agree Girl’ and ‘Key’.

Amano had originally thought that after so many battles and passions, occasional relaxation is not bad, which is equivalent to giving yourself a vacation.

Since it's a holiday, there must be no shortage of champagne beauties. Well, it's better to have another affair. Thinking of the cute girls of pseudo-love, Amano Ma Yuan's lips and corners were ticked. Looking at this clear river, Amano Mahara, he took a leisurely start.

Who knows, when the plot comes, it can't stop the drops, it doesn't?

Didn't the characters come up on the initiative?

"boom!"

A fast-rotating bullet flew by, and the pupil of Amano was shrunk, bending lightly backward.

Click!

The sound of a wooden sword breaking.

The dragon looked at the broken sword in his hand, his eyes narrowed, and the knife was released: "Fight!" The hurried and chaotic footsteps sounded

"Hey, are you guys when I don't exist?"

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