I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"not good!"

Not waiting for the red light in the opponent's hand to approach, the tree planter who was standing on the side of the road suddenly disappeared into the green belt.

Then, from the green belt on the other side, a handful of small things were thrown to the Shiratori Inspection Department out of thin air.

It was a handful of common small steel balls in Pachinko's shop that lingered with grievances.

Lost by the small steel ball full of resentment, Shiratori couldn't inspect his whole body and was entangled by the black resentment. The originally shriveled flesh immediately fell to the ground weakly.

"Huh, no one who was lost by me can stand up..."

Seeing that his divine power took effect, the tree planter slowly emerged from the grass and heaved a sigh of relief.

Zhi evil ghost is a ghost that likes to hide in grass and other dark places and throw things at passing pedestrians.

Legend has it that people who are thrown into the hands of the evil spirits will be cursed, severely ill, and possessed by bad luck.

He gained the "Power of the Evil Ghost" and gained the ability to curse by throwing things and hide in the grass.

Anything lost in his hands, an adult man will immediately lose his whole body strength due to muscle weakness and muscle spasm caused by potassium loss.

In severe cases, it will be killed directly because of the weakness of the heart and respiratory system.

And he, who has been obsessed with the small steel ball shop after working for half his life, naturally likes to throw this easy-to-carry, unobtrusive, and ubiquitous thing as a weapon.

Not only is it difficult to dodge, but it also has the pleasure of spending big money.

Just as a few people relaxed their vigilance and got out of the car to check the situation, the officer Shiratori, who had fallen soft to the ground, moved.

With the last of his strength, he threw the Juyiwen Zezong in his hand at the man who fell softly on the front of the car.

The sharp long knife pierced the sky, and the tired bird returned to the forest generally inserted into the lower body of the man lying on the front of the car.

Ju Yi Wen Zezong unexpectedly resorted to this trick to "deceive death and call for transfer of Dafa".

"Jiuye-kun..."

In the horrified eyes of several people, the Kuno-kun, who had fainted due to excessive blood loss, slowly stood up.

The original tall and strong body shrivelled like blood was drained.

The sword that had not penetrated his lower body, only the hilt was left outside, trembling happily.

Jiune-kun rolled his eyes and turned around, slowly leaning his right hand down.

"Snapped."

Zhong Shuren, who had quick eyes and quick hands, threw another small steel ball toward the opponent without hesitation.

Jiu Ye-kun, whose hand had touched the handle of the knife, was stagnant, and after struggling a few times, he fell weakly to the ground.

Only Taito who was not in the body was left, and he let out an unwilling scream from his lower body.

"Kunno-kun...what exactly happened?"

The two men kept their distance, and looked at them in horror. They were still alive, but now they have become corpse-like companions.

"I'm afraid this sword has become a legendary grudge... No wonder even that adult wants to get it..."

The tree planters obviously know more than a few people.

"Junye-kun is out of help. Put him in the trunk. Let's take this knife and leave, find a place to change the car and return to Tokyo."

He cautiously lost a few small steel balls to Jiuye-kun, and ordered.

Tomorrow is the deadline for "delivery". Sacrificing a subordinate to seal the knife is already the best result.

The two men looked at each other with complex expressions, boldly carried the motionless Kuno-kun into the trunk and walked away.

On the narrow asphalt road, only the white bird police officer lying quietly on the ground, mummy, a large pool of bright red blood, and a small steel ball...

...

The day of the Akagi festival.

Above the vermilion torii, red and white lanterns were hung, and the long banner read "Akagi Shrine Anniversary Festival and Collection Expo".

Only after two o'clock in the afternoon, a large number of people to participate in the event have poured into the shrine.

On both sides of the stone road leading to the main hall behind the torii gate, there are several stalls selling various snacks, local specialties, torii keychains, Yutaro Kotori cheering t-shirts, autographed photos, waiting pillows, and other shrines. Peripheral products.

"Hey, there are so many people just after noon. It's really great... This event at Mayumi-chan's house will definitely have a good effect!"

A high school girl with double ponytails, a slender figure, but unexpectedly on her chest, and a mixed-race girl wearing a pale yellow dress with the appearance of a junior high school student, intimately holding hands, followed the flow of people into Akagi Shrine.

These two people came to "help fist" for this activity of Toriyuki Mayumi, Gu Dasha and Mochizuki Ayano.

Looking at the hustle and bustle in front of them, the various stalls in Mentingruo City, and the festive decorations inside and outside the shrine, the two girls both showed excitement.

After all, various festivals are irresistible to the Japanese.

"There are so many people who have to receive and perform for a while, Mayumi-chan must be very busy... Let's just stroll around, don't disturb her before the ceremony begins."

"That's right... I didn't have a good lunch when I came here in a hurry. The snacks on the stall over there seem to be great, you see there is such a long line, let's go quickly..."

The ancient principle Sha Qiong's nose moved slightly, and excitedly pointed to the first booth behind the torii gate, and pulled Mochizuki Ayano into the line of people without any explanation.

"Hey, this foodie..."

Mochizuki Ayano, who was "kidnapped", couldn't help sighing at the comrades who were eager to line up without even looking at what they were selling.

After this period of contact, she also has a deep understanding of the character of Gu Lisha.

Good appearance, foul figure, inspiration from an early age, and often entangled by some inexplicable “things”. In addition to being slightly neurotic when facing things in that area, it is usually a natural and full of vitality. Just eat food.

Perhaps this is the secret to her "broad-minded" but so thin.

Looking down at his chest, Mochizuki Ayano thought.

The stall where the two people lined up may be due to the good location. The length of the line is three times that of the other stalls. The inner and outer three floors are full of enclosures, and the line is all lined up outside the torii gate.

Most of them were female college students and female white-collar workers. They were excitedly patted in the line, leaning their heads and looking eagerly inside the booth.

It seems that it sells some kind of popular dessert that is popular with women.

Looking at this lively atmosphere, Mochizuki Ayano also followed with a little anticipation.

"Come on, this guest, please take your meal... Welcome to continue patronizing next time... Master Dongye, there are 20 more, hurry up..."

"Oula Euler, Euler Euler, the firepower is fully on, I'm not a human being..."

Across the "wall of people", one can still hear the stall owner inside who is yelling with great dedication and enthusiasm.

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