Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

The face of the girl standing in front of the floor button gradually became serious, her body and consciousness were tense like a string, and the magic prop box in her hand naturally moved in front of her, so that it could be suddenly thrown behind her at a critical moment. people's faces.

Susie's eyes were fixed on the shadow on the elevator door, and she realized that the other person took out a dark object from his arms and aimed it at her. The girl no longer waited and decisively took a step back, and then used her legs to lead her waist. Holding his hands with his belt and his shoulders, he spun half a circle like a top, picked up the magic suitcase and threw it diagonally upwards, aiming at the exact angle where the opponent pointed the gun at his head.

With a "bang" sound, while the things in the man's hands were smashed away, Susie raised her foot and aimed a crippling blow at three inches below the man's navel. There was no way, time was tight, the task was heavy, and the space was small. She had to do it as soon as possible. Let the other party lose their fighting ability, otherwise with the difference in size and strength between the two parties, she will lose all room for resistance as long as she is caught.

However, as the clear sound of shattering glass resounded in the small elevator, the magic prop box that Susie smashed out was caught by someone, and the lethal whip leg was firmly grasped by a big hand, and the legs were connected together. A standard "7".

At this moment, an untimely emotion came to the girl's mind: Fortunately, she was wearing pants instead of a skirt today, otherwise she would have been naked.

Her mind was spinning, and the girl's figure was not slow at all. After confirming that her ankle could not break free, she decisively used her strength to jump up, causing her whole body to completely fly into the air. Her upper body leaned back and her slender waist drove her slender left leg, and she used her supporting foot to move. A self-sacrifice kick that can only be seen in movies.

When practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall, the instructor occasionally asks students to form teams to compete, and every time he will take the trouble to emphasize that hitting the crotch, throat, chin and other vital parts is not allowed.

At the moment, Susie's self-sacrifice kick is still hitting the opponent's indescribable parts. She only has one last chance to attack. If she can't kill the opponent, she will have to be caught in a jar... and captured alive.

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and Susie felt as if she had kicked an iron plate. Her toes hurt as if she accidentally hit the table leg while walking. She glanced before her body was completely unbalanced and fell to the ground: Okay, it was indeed a magic kick. The metal baffle of the prop box is gone.

Just when she stretched out her hands to support her body to prevent the back of her head from hitting the ground, she suddenly felt the hand holding her ankle tighten, and then her whole body was lifted up.

She was caught off guard and slipped into the air. The girl subconsciously grabbed the hem of her clothes to prevent them from being exposed. Then she reached out to pick up the baseball bat that fell out of the prop box.

But the next second, the man who had lifted her up in the air suddenly spoke, with a hint of helplessness and confusion in his familiar accent:

"Hey, hey, little kid, I probably didn't mess with you, but why did I hit someone for no reason?"

Susie was stunned when she heard this. Her eyes widened as if she wanted to say something, but she found a broken mirror in the corner of the elevator. The black plastic shell was cracked in half, just like a girl's tight mirror. That string.

The silence in the elevator lasted for nearly 10 seconds. It seemed that he noticed that the girl's body was shaking slightly because of her shyness and shame, so the man finally let her down.

After a while, the elevator arrived at the parking lot on the first floor of the basement. Susie walked out slowly behind the man she almost accidentally injured. She held the prop box with both hands and lowered her head like a bad student who made a mistake and was caught by the teacher. .

Arriving in front of a black Maybach 62, the man opened the door and asked the girl to get in:

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

"Thank you... thank you." Susie had not recovered from the embarrassment just now. She whispered thank you, opened the car door and sat in the back seat.

"Call your parents." The man sitting in the driver's seat handed a black, silver and red flip phone to Susie in the back seat, while still criticizing and educating:

"I'm not targeting you specifically, it's just that you, a little girl traveling in a foreign country, dare to leave your parents and go shopping alone when you are not familiar with the place. Do you think that all Japanese gangsters are good and law-abiding people? ?”

"You have a big heart, and you know how to carry a baseball bat with you to defend yourself. You have to be careful, but you attack others inexplicably, as if you have a persecution delusion. I just wanted to see if my hair was messy, and I almost got a beating from you. .”

"But judging from your posture, you must have practiced it before. What I saw with those two feet just now..."

The man in the driver's seat kept talking while starting the car. Suzy in the back seat could only answer awkwardly while holding the phone. When asked just now why she suddenly hit someone, she made up a story about an underage girl who didn't know society based on the facts. The reason why he got lost here when he came out to play and was harassed by gangsters.

There was no way, there was only a few meters away from the nightclub. It would be terrible if the two neighbors belonged to a brotherly company and found out that she had just escaped from there and sent her back.

Although the reason he made up sounds a bit untenable, considering that this is Magical Tokyo, the man said that it was acceptable, and he very generously said that he would send Susie back to find her parents.

Although it was working time now, as the boss, he could give himself a day off if he wanted to, and deduct the wages of anyone who had any objections.

With the man's chatter in her ears, and the mobile phone making a call in front of her, Susie knew how to make calls in a foreign country before going abroad, so naturally she didn't need to ask this fellow in front of her for advice.

However, no one answered after several calls. Susie couldn't help but wonder if the driver had forgotten to pay the phone bill, but judging from his luxury car worth tens of millions, he should have enough phone bills.

"Don't rush and take your time, there is plenty of time." Sensing the anxiety on Susie's face through the rearview mirror, the man comforted her very considerately.

The six-meter-long Maybach 62 ran unimpeded on the streets of Shibuya. Its high performance and high horsepower and the driver's superb driving skills allowed it to reach the junction of Shibuya and Shinjuku within ten minutes.

Susie was worried because she had never been able to get through her father's phone number, and was very afraid that he had also been kidnapped.

Although my father looks very strong and often goes to the gym to exercise, there is no way he can be an opponent of the group of gangsters with his bare hands. They don't follow the moral principles of the world and challenge you one-on-one. They all go together side by side.

"Hey, why did someone roll over?" Passing a residential area, the sharp-eyed driver found a Honda rolled over on the side of the road. The car body was covered with scratches and smoke was coming out. It looked like it was going to be returned to the factory for overhaul. , if you didn’t buy insurance, you would probably cry to death.

When Susie heard what he said, she turned and looked out the window, and found that the Honda rolled on its side looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but she had been hit several times in succession, and she was so depressed that she couldn't remember it for a while.

The Maybach 62 was extremely fast and passed the overturned Honda in the blink of an eye.

No one offered to get out of the car to check and ask if anyone needed help. After all, there was no one inside or outside the car. It was like a robber who robbed a bank and overturned the car on the way to escape. He had no choice but to abandon the car and run away.

But there was a Toyota parked in an alley ahead, and it looked a little damaged. Susie felt that there was a high probability that the two cars had collided, and then the car owners decided to have a private negotiation before the police came, the kind of communication with fists.

"By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet." As the car drove into Shinjuku, the man suddenly remembered that he had done good things for a good person and had not left his name. He was afraid that the girl and her family would not find anyone to repay him and said quickly:

"My name is Sherlock, and I am the designer of a deadly game. What's your name, little girl?"

Deadly game?

It seems that Mr. Sherlock has stayed abroad for too long and has an accent in Mandarin.

Susie thought to herself and kept answering: "My name is Susie, and I am a second-year junior high school student."

Saying these words was like opening up Sherlock's chat box. He kept chattering like Donald Duck: "Oh, how are your grades? Are you unable to keep up with your studies due to practicing martial arts? Parents? Are you opposed to girls learning martial arts to develop their hobbies? Do you want to take the path of a student with special talents and go to a key university in the future? If the school does not support it, have you ever thought about changing to another school?

If you are interested, you can consider a private middle school in my hometown. I heard that a new school director has recently come in and is vigorously rectifying the school's ethics and disciplines. Not only must moral, intellectual, physical, artistic and labor aspects be taken care of, but students are also encouraged to develop their own interests and hobbies. And specialties, it is said that he also plans to open an e-sports major. "

"Well, I don't have that idea at the moment." Susie was a little confused by the sudden enthusiasm of the other party. She finally found an opportunity to interrupt and quickly declined the other party's kindness:

"My grades are pretty good, my school teachers also take good care of me, and my parents also work locally..."

"That's it." Mr. Sherlock nodded thoughtfully, with a gleam in his eyes as if he was planning something.

In an old house just one wall away from where the Honda rolled over, the short-haired man and his three younger brothers were sitting on the grass in the yard with bruises and swollen faces, their arms hanging down by their sides as if they were dislocated.

Standing in front of them was a tall, burly man. His face, which was somewhat similar to Susie's, seemed to be covered with endless frost. His eyes were staring straight at the scum of society kneeling in front of them.

This man was of course Su Xiao. After killing Doi Enshenji's nightclub and getting the whereabouts of his wife and daughter, he rushed to the Decepticon Nightclub non-stop, hoping to rescue his family as soon as possible.

As a result, when he was waiting at the traffic light just now, he discovered that there were three people in the Honda on the opposite side who had very similar appearance features to those in the message left by his daughter.

The short-haired man, the yellow-haired man, and the green-haired man were all dressed in black, and the man with the short-haired man had a tattoo on his neck. Su’s father’s terrifying eyesight allowed him to see clearly the ferocious tattoo on the guy’s neck from a distance of more than twenty meters.

Worried that the other party would move his wife and daughter to other places, he did not immediately go to the Decepticon Nightclub, but chose to follow him. Then he found the right opportunity to step on the accelerator in an accident-prone area of ​​​​the residential area, and the Honda came at the moment it passed by. A standard American stop.

Fortunately, he found the angle well. The four gang members were still alive and kicking after the car rolled over, and they were able to crawl out of the car on their own with their heads covered in blood, so he didn't have to waste any time.

Needless to say what happened next, one person fucked them all at once, then found an empty house and began to torture them.

Compared to Doichi En Shinji, the short-haired man and his little brother still had a little bit of backbone, but not much. After their two arms were removed, they honestly explained everything.

Again, don’t think too highly of the moral integrity of gangsters. Those who make their fortune in the custom industry have already thrown their moral integrity and chastity into the sewer.

Father Su was slightly relieved when he learned from the three cowards that his wife and daughter had not been moved and were not in any danger for the time being. Considering that this was someone else's home, he did not let them enjoy the scenery that could only be seen from the back of their heads. , just waved them unconscious and stuffed them into the trunk of the Toyota.

Of course, the four big men couldn't fit in, so Su's father very considerately helped them relax their bodies, removed some unnecessary joints, and forcibly rolled them into balls and stuffed them inside.

The Toyota, which had a scrapped bumper and severe front-end damage, was racing through the streets of Shibuya. Shortly after they left, the Honda exploded violently. All four wheels were blown into the sky, attracting a group of housewives to come out and watch.

The Decepticon nightclub is currently conducting a carpet search. This group of gang members affiliated with Inuyama Wedge are just like hunting dogs searching for traces of Susie's mother and daughter based on their scent.

Mother Su, who was hiding under the desk in an office on the second floor, clasped her hands and prayed in her heart that her daughter would escape to join her husband and call the police. At the same time, she also did not forget to recite scriptures and pray for the undercover man who cut off her daughter.

In such a dangerous situation just now, she didn't think that the undercover gentleman with his hands and feet locked had any chance of escaping, so she went straight to the point and recited the Rebirth Mantra silently to relieve the tension in her heart.

The noisy search outside was getting closer and closer. Mother Su felt that they might find this place soon. She lamented that the power of the tranquilizer bombs was not as powerful as live ammunition. Then she stopped reciting the rebirth mantra and huddled under the table, holding her breath and concentrating to prevent herself from making any noise. Pay attention outside.

"Boss Nossis Duck, please bring me excitement (this is the boss's office, go in and take a look)!"

Afraid of whatever, a murmuring voice soon sounded outside the door. Su's mother covered her mouth with her hands, fearing that she would be exposed in advance because she couldn't bear the fear and shouted.

With a "crunch", the office door was pushed open, and the sound of two leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded, as if stepping on her tight heartstrings.

"Oi~Duoguoda (where is)?"

"Die Dieshu rate (come out)!"

The office was not big, only about ten square meters, and the only place where people could hide people was the desk except for the sofa and curtains. So the two gangsters were not in a hurry at all, and they were disobedient little by little with a bit of cat-and-mouse banter. hostages to exert pressure.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Just when Su's mother could already see each other's toes, a deafening roar suddenly came from downstairs, like a car crashing into a wall. There were screams from downstairs, attracting two gang members. Turn around and run out.

Someone who is riding a horse is causing trouble!