The Evil God is Invincible

Ximen Feixue immediately turned her head angrily, and gave this rude guy a hard look! It was a man of medium build, wearing a pair of large sunglasses, and carrying a black lockbox in his hand. After hitting Ximen Feixue, he didn't look back at all, and walked straight to a car parked by the side of the road.

Ximen Feixue sighed secretly: "Who said that the Japanese are well-bred? This man is not very good. The scene in the movie where he bows when he sees people is all fake!" She turned around and continued walking forward. Suddenly, there was a piercing roar of a motorcycle from behind!

As soon as Ximen Feixue turned his head, he saw a motorcycle rushing towards the man at an astonishing speed! The two people on the motorcycle were dressed in black tights and masks, and they could not be identified as male, female, old or young. The driver in front leaned very low, his nose almost sticking to the handlebars, and the man sitting behind was slightly bent, holding a shiny machete in his hand. Before the man carrying the lockbox could react, the motorcycle had already rushed in front of him! !

The goal of the two was obviously the password box in the man's hand. When the man realized it, he saw the motorcycle passing by him at high speed, the knife was shining, and the blood was splashing. Ximen Feixue heard a scream, The man's right hand and the password box were already in the hands of the man with the machete.

Time seemed to freeze for a few seconds, everyone—the pedestrians on the street and Ximen Feixue were stunned, and then the pedestrians screamed loudly and ran around.

The motorcycle roaring behind her was getting closer and closer, and Ximen Feixue woke up from the shock. She didn't have any weapons by her side, and she didn't know what to do. However, out of a policeman's habit, she still lifted her skirt up, put her left foot on the wall by the side of the road, spun her body, and her snow-white right leg swept towards the two people in the car.

Hearing the sound of "Dang", Ximen Feixue felt a pain in his toes, and his body was already knocked over by a strong force. It turned out that the man erected the lockbox in an emergency to block Ximen Feixue's foot. The strength of Ximen Feixue's foot, and the impact of the motorcycle were all counterattacked by the combination box. No wonder Ximen Feixue felt pain in his feet.

Ximen Feixue didn't expect this to happen, she was squatting on the ground rubbing her ### toes, but she didn't expect that motorcycle to come back like flying. Through the helmet, Ximen Feixue could see the fierce light in the eyes of the driver in front. It seemed that these two people were irritated by Ximen Feixue's meddling.

The motorcycle crazily rushed towards Ximen Feixue who was squatting on the ground, Zhao Yun'an, who was following behind Ximen Feixue two steps away, yelled, and followed Ximen Feixue just now, kicking To the two people on the motorcycle!

It's a pity that Xiao Zhao's skills are obviously much lower than Ximen Feixue's! His legs hadn't knocked down those two people, the man sitting on the back seat had the same arm, and with a flash of white light, Zhao Yun'an had already screamed and fell to the ground. On the right leg, a blood arrow splashed out from the cut trouser leg.

Before Ximen Feixue could stand up, the person who had slashed Zhao Yun'an stretched out his body nimbly, fingers spread, and grabbed Ximen Feixue's top door with the sound of the wind.

"This is not an ordinary robber!" Until this time, Ximen Feixue vaguely understood that what the other party did just now was just a prologue before the main show, and the person these two people really wanted to deal with was actually herself.

This can be seen from the position of the opponent's capture. The opponent's arms are slightly bent, and his five fingers are spread out, unexpectedly blocking all the directions he dodges. He is obviously a master of martial arts. Even if such a person can come out to rob, there is no need to deliberately expose his behavior with a knife.

Ximen Feixue's guess was correct, and the scene of coming down from the house further confirmed her thoughts. The other party grabbed Ximen Feixue's hair, and the car didn't even shake, the man had already lifted her up and placed her sideways on the car.

With the sound of the car roaring, the car sped like an arrow from Li Xuan, and did not stop after passing several streets. The car didn't slow down until it smelled the salty smell brought by the sea breeze and heard the sound of waves hitting the rocks.

It wasn't until the motorcycle came to a complete stop that the person who caught Ximen Feixue raised his hand and threw her off the motorcycle.

Ximen Feixue rolled seven or eight meters on the ground before dissipating the force of the man's throw. Standing up from the ground, he just took a posture and prepared for the final struggle, watching the man sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle slowly Taking off the hood, Ximen Feixue couldn't help being stunned!

The mask on that person's face was torn off, and Ximen Feixue was stunned for a moment! This fierce and cruel guy turned out to be a beautiful woman! However, the expression on this beautiful woman's face was full of cruelty and an indescribable taste, like sarcasm. Such as mocking!

Seeing the young woman in black in front of her, Ximen Feixue seemed to be stunned. She knew this woman, she was Sakurako Yamamoto who was chased off the cliff by Li Jun on Lantau Island.

The two women looked at each other quietly like sculptures, and did not speak for a long time. In the end, it was Ximen Feixue who suppressed her surprise and said, "You are not dead, are you still alive?"

The sneer at the corner of Sakurako Yamamoto's mouth was even stronger. She squinted at Ximen Feixue with her eyes and said slowly: "Are you disappointed? Since I didn't die, you are not far from death!!"

Following her words, seven or eight men dressed in black came out from the small iron house by the sea, staring at Ximen Feixue with no expression on their faces.

The person riding in front also took off her helmet at this time. Under her mask was an astonishingly beautiful face, with white and delicate skin, a pair of round almond-shaped eyes under the curved eyebrows, and a high nose bridge. Tall, with a small red mouth, black hair like a waterfall hanging over her shoulders, she is slightly taller than Ximen Feixue, although she is not as plump and attractive as her, but she is also bumpy and extremely attractive.

The driver was also a woman, who looked a few years younger than herself, with a faint smile on her face, and she looked as delicate and lovely as a porcelain doll carved with jade. Ximen Feixue rubbed her eyes suspiciously. It's hard to believe that such a delicate and beautiful little girl just drove like crazy?

"Invite Police Officer Ximen to the house, and we will board the boat later." After Sakurako Yamamoto finished speaking, those men slowly surrounded her.

"Sakura, it's over like this, it's not fun at all." The little girl driving the car seemed to be a little unsatisfied, while she was talking, she also shouted to Ximen Feixue: "Hey, you jumped so high just now, we How about a competition?" After she finished speaking, she put away the motorcycle and walked in front of Ximen Feixue with a smile.

Ximen Feixue has been watching her approaching, and she is still more than three meters away from him, which is the best distance for him to attack. The girl raised her right foot and didn't intend to stop, Ximen Feixue was already bouncing like a leopard...

However, when she saw the girl's little snow-white hand towards her like waving an orchid, she felt that she was a bit too adventurous.

This little girl with a pure smile on her face is far from being as simple as her appearance gives people.

With the dancing of the girl's arms, Ximen Feixue suddenly felt that the leg he kicked out was being supported by someone, and it was no longer under his control, soaring into the sky, and the thigh drove his whole body to fly up, like The spinning top generally cannot stop the rotation of its own body.

This time, Ximen Feixue flew higher than any other time.

Her body is spinning, spinning... as it spins higher and higher...

While feeling dizzy, Ximen Feixue seemed to see a white yacht sailing towards him from the blue sea. Immediately afterwards, her body began to descend, and she could clearly hear the laughter of the girl below slapping her hands: "Sister, you fly so high..."

At this time, Ximen Feixue had only one thought in her mind: she is not human at all, she is a standard little witch!

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Although it was not the first time for Li Jun to come to Japan, the memory of his previous life was quite different from what he saw now, and many things were different from what he remembered.

Walking on the streets of Tokyo at night, there are large advertisements pasted outside the shop windows on both sides of the alley, and the woman with a wooden fan on her head looks very quiet with rich lipstick. It is really an indescribable feeling Feeling, very funny.

Through the bright large glass, you can look directly at the breasts and thighs of the ladies inside. In addition to the tempting shop name, there is also a phone number written on the dark and ambiguous shop sign light box. This is somewhat similar to domestic roadside stores.

The light box of the one closest to the outer street in the alley seems to be more elaborate than the others. Like other massage shops, there are two or three women standing beside the light box. Men who pass by the alley will ask "マサジですか? (Do you want a massage?") in a low voice, the voice is so small that it can only be heard within one or two meters.

This is completely different from what Li Jun saw when he came to Tokyo in the 21st century.

Li Jun would not answer those women's inquiries at all. Li Jun hurriedly crossed the street, turned a corner, and walked into a brightly lit and clean alley. The winding alley had neon signs for bars on both sides. Flickering and dimming, people walked through the streets, laughing and cursing, which made this lifeless little street as excited as smoking "marijuana".

Walking into a small shop door, the bar is on the left side of the bar. A man with long hair is standing inside the bar. When he saw Li Jun coming in, he greeted Li Jun in Japanese with a smile.

Looking around, you can see the dim light in the bar. There are more than a dozen long wooden tables of different sizes in the small room. Many men and women are already around the table, holding glasses and drinking slowly.