I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Jinyu cracked feet... a good name..."

Staring at the man's tattooed body, and the black Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on his broad back, Jiutun Boy stood in awe and reverence with his hands slowly folded in front of him.

"Can you, Rong Wu ask one more question..."

This gesture of putting his hands together, he hadn't put it out for thousands of years, but it was extremely natural at this time.

Because when he was still the "God Son Ibuki", this gesture had already been incorporated into the soul every day and night before serving the gods.

"...Dare to ask, is there a god who saves all living beings in this world?"

The dark things that make up the full body tattoo of the man in front of him have troubled Jiu Tun for his whole life, and it can be described as familiar.

At first, he was only contaminated with a trace, and he could no longer bear it and turned into a ghost.

What is burdened by this one in front of me is more than a million times more than I was back then?

"Puff... If there is such a'Kamisama', do I need to be anxious and jump up and down here?"

With these words, Araki Sosuke quickened his pace and ran towards the long house where Tori Mayumi was located.

"Rather than expecting something like that, it's better to find a way to come quickly...without parents, wouldn't the children of Daisy not grow up?!"

Towards the direction where Araki Sosuke left, the huge mountain-like Jiudun boy slowly leaned over, and his narrow horns slammed heavily on the ground.

"Boy Ibuki, thank the Buddha for enlightening..."

As the dark red flame ignited, Jiutun Boy's huge body, more than three meters high, collapsed like a mountain.

"Hey, as agreed, I helped you wait and asked..."

Large pieces of black flesh and blood flew away, and a bald little monk was sitting cross-legged in a kneeling posture, closing his eyes and motionless.

His immature face was filled with a pious and sacred smile.

At this moment, the sin karma disappeared, leaving only the divinity that was born with him.

In this world, it doesn't matter whether there is a god who can save all sentient beings.

Buddhas do not cross people, but people cross themselves.

Blame yourself for being dull and failing to become a god who saves yourself.

...

"Little Bird Yushi, how are you!"

"Ms. Araki, I'm okay... That Shudan Boy..."

When Sosuke Araki opened the door of the long house, Yu Mayumi Kotori was lying weakly by the window.

"Don't worry about him, we have to get out immediately."

He lifted up the weak girl and returned the July rain in her hand into the scabbard around her waist.

"Um."

With her hair wet on her forehead, Yu Mayumi Torii nodded as if it were fished out of the water, and tried to prop up her body.

"Sister Hanyu, Lu Dou, we are done here, we will come out soon...how are you doing?!"

Running down the spiral staircase hand in hand, Sosuke Araki called the names of the two in the communication channel.

"Boom boom boom boom... Investigation Corps... we are in the tunnel... boom boom boom... awful... another..."

The communication channel was full of noise, and Mai Hanyu's words were swallowed by the sound of exhaust, wind and electricity.

"Hey, I didn't hear clearly...what's the matter?!"

The communication was suddenly interrupted, and the two of them turned pale, subconsciously wanting to speed up their pace.

"Ms. Araki...you run ahead first...don't wait for me..."

Bird Yu Mayumi only felt that her feet were floating, and almost fell on the stairs.

"Ah!"

"It's not my style to throw girls in a grave-like place like this! Hold on, I want to speed up..."

Seeing that the other party's condition is not good, Araki Zongjie simply picked up the girl who was exclaiming, changed from running to jumping, and leaped down the stairs in a stride.

...

"Boom boom boom... boom woo woo woo woo!"

In the secluded Thousand Valley Tunnel, the sharp exhaust sound of locomotives blew up a wave of extremely hot echoes.

A black heavy-duty locomotive with a hideous appearance is passing through the tunnel at a speed of more than 300 kilometers, close to the high-speed rail, pulling out a black streamer.

Three women in white clothes squatting and standing, their figures seem to be motionless, but in fact they flicker crazily, hanging stubbornly a few meters behind the black streamer.

If you don't look at the tunnels and roads that are rapidly retreating on both sides, you would think that this locomotive and the three women form a "still picture."

"Oh...sister...pulululu..."

Behind the speeding locomotive, a short and fat man wearing a baseball cap sits facing the rear of the car.

He leaned over and grabbed the frame with his hands bursting with blue veins, and stared at the three white figures behind the car with his bloodshot eyes covered with adhesive tape.

"You know...you know...you know...you know...you know...you know..."

Three low and hoarse female voices formed a dense duplication, which exploded in his ears like thunder in a rainstorm.

"I... ugh ah ah ah... I can't hold on anymore..."

And in his mouth, precisely because of the excessively fast reverse acceleration, gastric acid with a strong DR.

"Huh, the hacker Lu Dou, the car door has been welded to death, so no one can get out of the car..."

At the front of the car, holding the handlebars of the locomotive, was a woman in a white coat with a brave posture, long hair and surging waves.

"Also, if you don't take a few more glances while you keep your eyes open now..."

While looking in the direction ahead, she said the words that made the men behind "burn their lives": "After the eyeballs are exploded by them, the world in front of them or the new notebooks will be nothing. It has to be watched."

She stubbornly held both hands on the handlebars of the car, without any manipulation at all, just to fix her body.

Because she has no license for motorcycle driving at all, and she has only bicycles for similar driving experience.

The two of them were naturally Mai Hanyu and Hou Hailu Dou who were surrounded by three "door-to-door service" women in white clothes a few minutes ago.

Just as Hou Hai Lu Dou was about to be tragically stricken by the newly-appearing third woman in white clothes, the "splendid house", the imposing warrior of the Warring States Period suddenly sprang out of the green belt on the side and carried the two directly away.

From the beginning of the operation, the warriors of the Warring States period acted as "PLANB", following the van all the way in the dark.

When Mai Hanyu gave an order to "smash the pot", it immediately appeared as a surprise soldier.

After the siblings got on the car, the three women in white relied on teleporting speed to follow with perseverance.

"For the next issue of the book...I...I'm fighting with you!!!"

In the strong wind, Hou Hailu Dou suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, and his eyes began to scan left and right with high frequency.

Regardless of the gastric acid gushing out of his mouth, his head twisted horizontally like an Indian dance.

The second order of gene lock · repeated horizontal jumps.

Although it has brought an indelible burden to the eyeballs and cervical spine, the sacrifice of the thick sea and land is worthwhile.

The white woman closest to the rear of the car, whenever she meets his eyes, she stagnates and froze in place.

However, the other two figures will close the distance between the several flashes to make up for the position.

Relying on the "slag man" winks that swept through the three women in white clothes, he was temporarily spared from the fate of being pinched on his neck, bursting eyes, and losing too much blood and heart palsy.

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