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- Looking at the address text message sent by Junno Okita on the mobile phone, Hirumoto couldn't help using the beautiful Chinese curse: "Fuck it."
If you think about it with a small head, you can know that the address sent by Daxita Juno is 100% problematic.
Perhaps the left and right swordsmen had been ambushed there a long time ago, waiting for him to rush out after entering the door, and chop himself into a pulp.
It's not that maybe, but definitely.
And now I don't have the BUFF of the special state, I can't perform like a superman at the school gate, and the opponent is not ignorant and unprepared, so I can't catch them by surprise again.
The situation is not good for him.
?But if you know the problem, you don¡¯t have to go, and you can comfort yourself in your heart that ¡®this is an invincible battle¡¯, so you can retreat like a turtle?
"Tread."
Hirumoto's footsteps were not slow but fast, and he strode firmly and quickly through the crowd.
Will I accomplish nothing without the BUFF? Is it useless to kill fish like crazy and work part-time these days?
No, of course not!
He doesn't just want to go.
Even fucking cut off the dog heads of all of Dakita Junno's subordinates, and then rode on Dakita Junno's body, to let her know what the anger of the common people is, and what is the upper hand!
Zhiben has never been a good-tempered person. Logically speaking, Xiao Chunqian doesn't know that she is a witness anyway, so she just needs to silently take advantage of Xiaochun's death. Whether Xiaochunqian lives or dies has nothing to do with him.
But people are a combination of rationality and sensibility. Even if he didn't take advantage of Koharu's death, Hirumoto believes that his childish sensual impulse will not give up an inch!
This pile is not fair, he will be in charge of it!
Anyway, I already ate the fish in Xiao Chunxi!
With wildfire in his chest, he turned and walked into a down-street sports equipment store.
"I want to buy a knife."
The old man at the front desk was sitting on his seat, looking at Hirumoto through his glasses: "Suzhen stick? Nylon knife? Bamboo knife? Or wooden knife?"
Kendo belongs to the category of sports competition in Japan, and there are a wide variety of kendo training knives on the shelves of this sports store.
None of them are made of metal. After all, if they sell metal knivesit doesn't look like a sports competition.
"This one, this one, this one, and this one."
Picking several wooden knives from the shelf, Hirumoto hurried out after paying quickly.
"What, isn't it just to buy a few wooden knives." The store owner looked at Hirumoto who was going away in confusion, "It looks like he is going to carry knives to kill people, but buying so many knives is for club activities? "
After stopping a taxi on the side of the road, Hirumoto sat in the back row and put the knife flat on his lap.
"Sharpen the knife."
He reached out and stroked the blade of the wooden knife.
[Successfully sharpened the knife]
[Quick Knife: When wielding this knife, the attack speed increases by 50%]
"Sharpen the knife."
[Successfully sharpened the knife]
[Heavy knife: blunt damage caused by wielding this knife is increased by 50%]
"Sharpen the knife."
¡¾Failed to sharpen the knife¡¿
The wooden knife in Hirumoto's hand made a clicking sound, and fine cracks appeared on the knife body.
The driver driving on the right hand side glanced at the rear seat from the rearview mirror, wondering where the sound was coming from.
Putting down the unusable knife, Hirumoto picked up another knife.
"Sharpen the knife."
"Sharpen the knife."
¡¾Failed to sharpen the knife¡¿
"Sharpen the knife."
¡¾Failed to sharpen the knife¡¿
"Sharpen the knife."
"Sharpen the knife."
¡¾Failed to sharpen the knife¡¿
"Sharpen the knife."
"Sharpen the knife."
"Sharpen the knife."
"Sharpen the knife."
[The material of the knife has reached the upper limit of sharpening. ¡¿
[Level 2 Quick Knife: When wielding this knife, the attack speed increases by 100%]
[Heavy knife: blunt damage caused by wielding this knife is increased by 50%]
[Qianyue Jianbing: The knockback effect caused by stabbing with this knife is increased by 100%]
There are three entries in total, among which Quick Knife was swiped twice in a row.
And the several wooden knives before this knife all showed fine lines, and one was directly broken into two pieces from the middle.?.
"Guest, the quality of the wooden knives you bought doesn't seem to be very good."
The driver of the car looked at Hirumoto from the rearview mirror and joked. He had already heard the sound of three knives breaking in a row, let alone a knife that broke in two next to Hirumoto himself.
"Well, it's not very good." Hirumoto opened the car door, "But this knife is enough."
A traffic broadcast is playing on the taxi's stereo.
"It's 7:45 p.m., and I'll broadcast the state of the highway for you."
"There is a traffic jam about 5 kilometers from the Shibaura Interchange to the Heiwajima Exit."
"From the sub-city center of Linhai to the exit of Higashifan Island about 16 kilometers away, traffic jams occurred due to the concentration of traffic. It takes about 10 minutes to pass this congestion point."
The traffic radio broadcasts information from distant places, which makes Hirumoto feel a sense of dislocation in time and space. Technology is really a magical thing. Even if you stay at home, you feel that you are closely related to the world, not just in the ocean of traffic. An insignificant drop of water wave.
"The front is the place you said, do you want to stop next to that tree?"
"OK, thanks."
Stepping out of the taxi, Hirumoto shook the wooden knife in his hand.
In front of it is a corridor leading to the underground street. This kind of structure of the underground floor facing the street is very common in Tokyo. Usually, many coffee shops and LIVE music venues are opened underground. The so-called "underground concert" actually comes from these facilities.
Many unknown bands and idol groups started their careers in this kind of underground¡ªand often wandered in this kind of underground for a lifetime, never having a bright future.
Every day in Tokyo there is life and death. This is really a helpless thing.
In the middle of the narrow stage, a group of bands were singing, and the girl who was the lead singer held the microphone tightly with both hands, watching everyone in the audience.
¡¾You are so scared because you saw the scene at this moment. ¡¿
[The passer-by demon roars in the deep forest. ¡¿
[In this deep and lonely secret environment, a boundless avalanche is set off. ¡¿
To Hirumoto's ears, this is not a song suitable for singing underground.
It is neither a blood-spitting rock, nor a cute song that can attract Japanese otaku. It can even be said that it is completely chanting. Except for the background music played by the musicians on the stage, the chanting itself has no meaning. melody.
And it was a poem, which Hirumoto had heard before, and it seemed to be written by a guy named Kotaro Takamura.
Maybe it was just a half-time break, and I chose to read Bai to recover my strength.
[I don¡¯t know where to go in the future, the herd of running cattle, but let¡¯s stop today. ¡¿
Walking past the crowd, Hirumoto pushed open the corridor door leading to the second floor.
"The herd of cattle has started running wildly, how could it stop."
"This poem is so stupidly written."
Holding the wooden knife, he walked into the room on the second floor from the dim corridor. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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