MTL - The Sword Deity in Tokyo-Chapter 57 Encounter Boarding Spirit

The gray-colored hook jade looks like rough stone products and looks rough.

However, since Kimura and Shusuo are a little strange, it may be a precious thing.

Hiroshi Kushiro said, "Master Kimura, since this item is for you to destroy the vampire bat, it is naturally your trophy. I will prepare another reward, please do not refuse.

This kind of thing, for better or worse, he knows that he can't have it. And if Kimura and Shuzhen gave it to him, he would not dare to collect it. After all, it fell from the inside of the Buddha sculpture, who knows if it is infected with evil.

Tochimura and the tree shook their heads. "Just do what I say."

Tochigi-mura and the tree have their own principles, the Buddha sculpture is the counterpart's thing, and this thing falls out of the Buddha sculpture. In essence, the ownership belongs to Kubo Koei.

虽然 Although he is in the stage of loving money, he also knows that he cannot be blinded by money.

Gentlemen love fortune, in a proper way. Whether it is the Guqiao sisters trading with him because of the cafeteria seat, or the salary of the tutor, it is a kind of remuneration itself, which he deserves.

"This ..." Kubo was lucky to see Kimura and the tree's look beyond doubt, and he could only nod. He placed his unconscious son on the couch in the study and sighed slightly. He knows that his son must have come to his study to steal things and sell money, and hoped that this would change his son.

既然 "Since the matter has been resolved, I will not stay much." Kimura and Shuji did not inform each other about Kubo Sakurako, after all, Kubo Sakurako is completely dissipated in the world, and it will only increase sentimentality. A rebellious Kubo is enough to annoy the other side.

"I send you."

The two men soon came to the Karate Dojo again, but this time Kimura and Shu didn't go out directly. He stopped in the empty hall. At this time, there were many karate students sitting around the hall. A middle-aged coach at the center was pulling a companion to demonstrate the teaching.

"Karate is formed by Chinese traditional martial arts combined with Ryukyu martial arts tang hands. It originated from Chinese martial arts and Ryukyu tang hands. Tang hands were developed by introducing Chinese martial arts into Ryukyu and combining local martial art Ryukyu players. Combining fighting techniques such as falling and pitching in Kyushu and Honshu with Tang's hands eventually formed karate. "

防守 While defending the offensive practice, he explained the origin and basis of karate to the students. The middle-aged coach was relaxed. However, he soon saw the curator, Kubota Koei, who didn't want to stop, but when he saw Kimura and the tree next to the curator came over, he had no choice but to stop.

Although Hiroshi Kubo was curious, he didn't dare to ask more. He could only accompany Kimura and the tree.

"It's Kimura! This bastard, he's coming to our side!"

"Damn! He seems to recognize us?"

"What should we do in Tojo?"

"I knew I should have taken time off from home when I saw Kimura, but now I can't run away."

The small group sitting on the right was the people who just saw Kimura and Shu threatening revenge. Obviously, when Kimura and the tree came towards them, several people withered and their eyes were frightened.

Although this is a karate school, Kimura and Tree's brutality has long been popular.

Tojo Chijo listened to the words of his partners and saw Kimura and Shuki coming towards them. The whole body was soft, and the fear had penetrated into the bone marrow. If it weren't for his weakness now, he estimated he might be the first to escape.

现在 But now he is the leader of the small group, but can't cower.

Only when Kimura and Shu came to him, a flattering smile could not be restrained on his face, "Kim ... Kimura, are you here to learn karate?"

"Do you know me?" Kimura and Shuki stunned.

Uh…

Aren't you here to teach us? Chijo Tojo and others were confused.

Tochigi and Shuki certainly didn't come to teach these people. He didn't know these people. What caught his attention was a soul behind Tojo Chiken.

"This mentally retarded coach repeats this every day. My ears are almost starting to cocoon. Can't I say something new?" This soul body is a male, lying obliquely behind Chijo Tojo He looked scornful, commented wildly, and was not worried that anyone would hear it.

He could not see Kimura and the tree, and he was also curious.

Only after Kimura and Shuki met his eyes, he suddenly stunned. Then Mumu's face was shocked!

"You see me, right?"

"Ahhh! Don't look away, you just stared at me."

"Don't talk! Answer me soon!"

"Please ... don't be invisible ..."

"If you don't speak, believe it or not, I'll turn into a grudge and entangle you!"

呆 He originally stayed at the Hanazawa Mingjiang behind the Tojo Chiken, and saw Kimura and Shuji staring at him, his eyes clearly showing emotions, and he was ecstatic after being shocked.

He has been dead for more than a month. He has been in the body of Tojo Chiken for more than a month, but he cannot stay too far away. This caused him a headache, and he became a ghost, but seemed to be trapped. He is just like a camera, which can only record every bit of Tojo Chiken's life.

He wants to be attached to a girl, but he is attached to a boy. Every day when he sees this guy holding a magazine to solve his physiological needs, he wants to cry. He can only lament the health of the young man silently.

没 No one has talked to him this month. He can only comment for him while doing something in Tojo Chiken and explain some truths. Although Tojo Chiken can't hear it, he can only entertain himself. Otherwise, he feels that he will soon go crazy.

I now see Kimura and the tree as if I can see him, naturally wept with joy, and he had always been a talker when he had not spoken much. Now he looked at Kimura and the tree and chattered.

Tochimura and Shuki could hear this guy's words, but he obviously would not respond. This soul should haven't communicated with people for too long, and his mind is a bit stiff. If he responds now, wouldn't it seem that others are talking to the air?

"Director Kubo, do you have a spare room? I have something to talk to him alone ..." Pointing at Tojo Chijo ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ He also said whether or not the other party would like to, and Kubo Yuki .

"Ah? Let's talk alone?" Tojo Chiken's face changed drastically, and he couldn't care less about his face. He was sitting on the ground, directly pulling Kimura and the trousers of his tree, full of horror, tears in his eyes, and weeping. Kimura ... Boss Kimura, you can't do that. Baijing has been taken to the hospital by you, I'm just his younger brother ... It's been almost half a year, can you let me go! As long as you let me go, I ... I will never do it again Not coming to Karate Dojo! "

"Yeah, yeah, brother Kimura ... let go of Tojo, let's learn karate just to strengthen the body, there is no other idea at all!"

"Boss Kimura, as long as you let go of Tojo, we will be your brother in the future."

"Boss Kimura, please accept us!"

The trainees and coaches around him looked at the situation aggressively. These people changed from asking for forgiveness to Tojo Chijo to wanting to be the younger brother of Kimura and Shuki.

"I just have something to talk to you about." Although Kimura and Shu had forgotten who Shirai was, he was obviously the one who had been beaten by him before. Now this group of people may be the younger brothers before Shirai.

"It's okay to talk here ..." Chijo Tojo looked sullen and charming. He didn't want to stay alone with Kimura and Shuki. Maybe he broke his hands or broke his feet.

Tochimura and Shu see this, too lazy to talk nonsense to the other side, he directly pulled the clothes of Tojo Chiaki collar. Regardless of the other's struggles, follow Kubo's instructions and walked towards the room next to him.

Hearing the miserable sorrow and begging of Tojo Chikane, his partners swallowed, and no one dared to speak.

It seems that even Hanazawa Mingjiang was deterred, and no longer chattering.