Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

Of course, the one that hits the earth doesn't count.

"That's what he said."

Nodding, Joseph said.

Even though he said that, Joseph was still a little surprised.

It's like when you see the top students in the class actually fail the exam.

And it's not the kind of 'I failed the test' 'How many points? ' The kind that's two points away from the perfect score.

To be fair, does this kind of person really know what it means to fail a test? !

Isn't this showing off? !

It's the kind of mixed doubles that my parents will play when I get home.

Of course, the author who has been stocked since he was a child cannot understand this feeling, and he is a little envious (funny).

Does anyone of you have more experience and can fill in the gaps in knowledge for the author? (funny)

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"Continue to follow?"

Picking up the coffee and taking a sip, Joseph asked Luo Zhen curiously.

The coffee here is pretty good.

Much better than the coffee over there in Chiba.

Think the institute is the type where you can get anything you want?

You are right to say that.

But at least in terms of coffee, Chiba Research Institute basically buys from the local side.

Putting down the coffee, Joseph was about to say something to Rozen.

I saw Luo Zhen staring at himself with an inexplicable meaning.

stare.............

Feeling Luo Zhen's sight, Joseph silently took the coffee and drank it, and then heaved a long sigh.

"Okay, I probably know."

Joseph said that I was working hard.

Only a real person was contained before, and now Luo Zhen is going to arrest the strong man.

Kyojuro seems to have something to do with me after that.

Thinking of this, Joseph felt even more tired.

I want to rest, I want to be rotten.

Men, it's all like that.

When I was in school, there were always 30 days a month when I didn't want to go to school.

There will always be 30 days of not wanting to go to work a month after going to work.

The rationale for both is the same.

Simply lazy.

This is what human beings have in common.

"Very well, I am very optimistic about you."

Patting Joseph on the shoulder, Luo Zhen affirmed.

Now it turns out that bringing Joseph was a very good decision.

Although Luo Zhen didn't care about this small loss, it was always bad to run outside with such a thing.

A wise guy will be more restrained and patient, but it will be more troublesome when it does something.

In Luo Zhen's impression, there seem to be four levels of demon weapons.

Only rank one has been found so far.

Level 4 demon weapons can even hammer the protagonist.

Even the Noah family who made it look dissatisfied, although they were educated later.

It's better not to have this kind of thing.

"Thank you very much for your optimism."

Sighing, Joseph pulled out a tablet from behind him.

Hermit Purple spread out from the wrist and wrapped around the plate.

After being wound, the tablet automatically opens and unlocks, and a map of Tokyo appears on the screen.

Chapter 652 The transaction of selling the soul

"Everyone, welcome to watch this game."

At the boxing match, a beautiful, wheat-skinned woman dressed in bold revealing attire raised a microphone and said.

Obviously wearing extremely bold clothing but giving the illusion of an elegant lady.

However, this illusion was shattered in the next second.

"The exciting time has finally arrived!"

Raising her arms, the woman shouted loudly.

"Starting now, the Quanyuan Knockout Tournament officially begins!"

Not only the woman in the center of the stage, but the emotions of everyone in the audience were also aroused and shouted loudly.

These audiences are not lacking in ordinary socialites and elites.

But at this moment, they completely gave up their usual elegance and demeanor, and released the most primitive impulse in their hearts.

"Wow, this is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

In the auditorium, Sakura Hibiki, who had not seen him for a long time, and her friends looked at the scene in surprise.

It's obviously just a fighting match, but it seems that a lot of great people have come.

"It feels like the Colosseum in ancient Rome."

Suryuin Shumi, who was wearing a sun hat, moved towards Sakura Hibiki.

This scene made her a little uncomfortable.

At first, I came to see the muscles, but after I came, I found that it seemed a little different from what I imagined.

"There are many familiar faces in the competition."

Ayaka Uehara, who was on the side, looked at the official website of the Boxing Wish Club on her phone and said thoughtfully.

The Russian hairy girl Gina, who was with the three of them, was heartless and shouted with the rest of the audience to cheer for the players she didn't know.

Looking away from the auditorium to the players' lounge, a tall, serious-looking man was thinking about something with his arms folded.

"How is it?"

In the shadows behind him, a bloated fat man emerged from the darkness.

There was a nasty smile on his face, and the round spectacles reflected light unscientifically, making it difficult to see what his expression was like.

"not so good."

The man holding his arms said in a deep voice.

His name is Agugu Qingqiu.

Not one of the strongest in the Japanese Metropolitan Police.

Secretly and continuously lynching those whom he defines as 'evil'.

The purpose is to create an ideal world without evil.

He entered the boxing match for a different purpose than others.

Others are here to win, he is simply to kill those who he thinks are evil.

Well, from an objective point of view, his ideas can only be called ideals.

Very naive.

The idea of ​​removing evil by personal force alone is doomed to fail.

If you really want to change a region or even a country, you can refer to the Great Bear King.

From a KGB agent to the master of a country.

He succeeded in pulling back the furry bear, which was in chaos and on the verge of collapse.

As for what to say, the economy is not good under him.

Without him, it is not certain whether there is a bear now or not.

To borrow a phrase, if our enemies think we've done something wrong, we've done it right.

"yes?"

Shrugging his shoulders, the Millennium Earl said indifferently:

"But as far as I know, your strength is not outstanding in this arena now."

"Many people are stronger than you."

"How do you get rid of evil like this?"

"Weak justice is not justice."

Agugu Qingqiu's fingers trembled, obviously not completely indifferent to the words of the Millennium Earl.

In fact, he also found out during this time.

The strength of many boxing and martial arts practitioners has increased a lot.

The gap that was originally a big gap is narrowing, and the originally strong is now stronger.

Only his strength did not seem to grow.

It can't go on like this.

He was very clear.

As long as he accepts the fat man's proposal and gives his soul to this guy after his death, he can gain power.

Evil can be purged, he said.

but..............

Eyes closed slightly, Agugu Qingqiu said in a cold voice:

"Those people also accepted your proposal, right?"

Although it is a questioning statement, Qingqiu Agugu said it with great certainty.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain why so many people suddenly ushered in a leap in strength.

Other than that, he couldn't think of any other possibility.

One could be from an epiphany or something.

But the strength of a group of people suddenly increased.

Something must have happened by accident.

Agugu Qingqiu is sure of this.

"Who knows, maybe it is."

The exposed Millennium Earl kept his usual smile without the slightest panic.

Neither admit nor deny.