Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 318 So, have you heard about the story of Tokyo Knights?

"Boss~~~I bought strawberry-flavored ice cream~~"

At the gate of Genji Heavy Industries, the base of the Jakiba family, a man in a black trench coat ran over innocently holding a cone. He ran like a Japanese drama, as if he was wearing a goose down yellow sweater with short black hair that got wet on a rainy day. Japanese actress.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at Yasha, leaning his butt against the Hummer, finishing the last bit of pokey with a nonchalant expression, and said calmly.

"Don't run with ice cream, and don't run in front of Genji Heavy Industries. The former may cause hygiene problems, and the latter may cause problems with your medical bills."

"Wow, you look like the head of the family." Yasha slowly stopped and raised his head with an expression of "admiration and admiration" on his face.

"I am the head of the family." Yuan Zhisheng said coldly.

"Hey~ Didn't we agree to pick up Fujimaru today? Let's put down those postures~relax, relax!" Yasha said, spreading his hands and shaking them up and down. "Master, if you act like this, even the rare ice cream will become unpalatable!"

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Yuan Zhisheng sighed and stretched out his hand to take the ice cream, not forgetting to complain.

"Even if what you said is right, why did you buy strawberry-flavored ice cream? It's too sweet."

"Oh, this is my ice cream." Yasha said calmly.

"ha?"

"No, so ~ this is my own ice cream! Oh, it hurts, it hurts!!! - Master, I was wrong, don't grab my face and lift me up, it hurts, it hurts!!"

"Then what do you mean when you say, 'The ice cream you only eat once will become unpalatable'? Ah, are you also talking about your own ice cream? Are you kidding me?"

Yuan Zhisheng, who directly pinched Yasha's face with one hand and lifted him up ten centimeters in the air, had a stern face and endless annoyance hidden in his eyes.

"You guys, are you a little excited because Fujimaru is coming back? Do you want me to help you fix it? Huh?"

"It's so good to be a gangster. Oh, it hurts, it hurts."

"I am the gangster!"

After putting down Yaksha, Yuan Zhisheng looked at Yaksha who was coughing on the ground and trying to hold up the ice cream to prevent it from falling to the ground. He just wanted to hide his pain.

How long has it been?

It’s been a long time since I felt this kind of powerlessness.

Yuan Zhisheng's mood at this moment was as painful as that of a battlefield veteran who had gone through PTSD, only to be told two years later that he had to go back to the battlefield to serve in the military.

He knew he would come back one day.

"Why"

"Your vanilla ice cream."

There was another sigh, but this time the person speaking was not Yasha. The plain voice made Yuan Zhisheng calm down a little, and his expression finally softened.

"Thanks, Sakura."

"what I should do."

The city wind blew the girl's black single ponytail. The female character who had not appeared for a long time was still wearing a smart black uniform. Her lower body was a pair of high-quality black silk, five-centimeter high heels, light makeup on her face, and her clothes were spotless.

Competent, efficient, elegant and calm.

Yabuki Sakura is like a breeze mixed with rich oxygen, which warms the impetuous heat in the air before the war.

"Ritsuka... is coming back."

"You must be happy too."

"No, I'm happy too, but would you be sad if I said that directly?"

".If you're worried about me getting hurt, don't ask in the first place."

"I think you know the answer in your heart, so you will probably feel more uncomfortable if you lie."

I can't find any rebuttal at all.

Yabuki Sakura's words were still so accurate. Minamoto Chisheng felt comforted but also helpless and tired. In the end, she still had to change the subject.

"Where's the crow? It's really good for Eri Yi."

"Well, although Crow is not good at fighting, he is still the most experienced and vigilant commissioner in the executive bureau. As long as it is sure that no one will attack Miss Eriki, then Miss Eriki herself does not need to worry about anyone. .”

This is true.

Yuan Zhisheng looked up at the sky.

"This mission depends on those two people."

The movement at this time was still clear, but the gradually darkening sky was tinged with yellow. This was due to changes in the altitude of the sun compared to the surface of the earth, changes in incident angles, changes in the degree of scattering caused by different thicknesses of the penetrating atmosphere, and all short-wave light was dispersed and appeared. sunset.

Any scientific theory is good, but Yuan Zhisheng just felt that this picture looked so familiar.

Once upon a time, about a year ago.

It was the same dusk when that woman snatched her sister away.

They were riding tandem bicycles and kept moving away from them. No matter how they called, they could only see Eri's excited face and eyes that had no trace of themselves at all.

And now.

Ring ring ring·~~~~

The ears of the emperor-level hybrid trembled slightly, and he seemed to hear the sharp roar of the wind. It was a turbulent phenomenon that only appeared when heavy objects cut the atmosphere and the brave roar of savage beasts occurred.

He looked from a distance, but in just the short period from raising his head to looking straight at the horizon, he could already see the huge thing approaching him from the corner of his eye.

The yellow monster is ferocious and ferocious, but Yuan Zhisheng's expression remains unchanged.

It slid onto the modified asphalt road that had not been stained with red, and the tires rubbed against the track. I don't know how it did it, but it actually produced dazzling sparks.

Yuan Zhisheng held a brand new pokey in his mouth and watched with an expressionless face as the ramen cart rushed towards him before he could brake in time. The runway is too short, not enough for a car that has just finished a speeding flight!

In the last fifty meters, the white-haired old man pulling a human-powered cart suddenly stretched out his legs forward and stamped hard on the ground. The engine's reverse thrust was fully turned on, and high-temperature airflow of hundreds of degrees swept in, almost capable of blowing away The Hummer pulled the handbrake and pushed.

But Yuan Zhisheng still stood, showing no intention of evading.

Zhi! ————

The ramen truck finally stopped in front of the Hummer, like a mad bull charging towards a matador, but was held back by its tail at the last moment.

It was only a few meters away from hitting the Hummer, and anything caught between them would be crushed into a patty.

"How brave!"

Someone in the car shouted so, and the man named Crow jumped out of the car and shook his hair. His intention was to be cool, but because he almost threw his glasses away, he quickly held it down, looking a little embarrassed.

"Whoever dares to stand in front of me, Mr. Fujimaru, please show some respect. This is Mr. Fujimaru, the director of the Executive Bureau!"

Yuan Zhisheng said this expressionlessly for the first time today.

"I am the head of the family."

"You know, this is the famous Fujimaru! You guys, have you really heard of the story of "Travel to Tokyo"? What? No! Why don't you come over and taste it!"

"I am the head of the family."

"——In the 18th year of Heisei, a story that has been passed down to this day happened in Minato Ward, Tokyo."

"Your salary is gone."

"Fujimaru Ritsuka, what are you doing! You didn't even get out of the car in front of the owner of the house. This is disrespectful!" The crow immediately turned around and roared, without showing any of the arrogance and domineering attitude just now.

"Well, well, well~" Upon seeing this, Master Yue quickly tried to dissuade him. He went up and held Yuan Zhisheng's shoulders, looking like an old father watching his children quarreling and not knowing who to help.

It's a pity that Yuan Zhisheng felt the heat in the palm of his hand and felt that the speed along the way was not low. This old manpower driver was really shameless.

On the other side, Miss Sakura laughed softly. She took a few steps forward and walked to the "guest seat" of the ramen stall. She looked up at the girl with a soft expression.

"Welcome back."

"I'm back!~~"

Finally, the real owner appeared. In Yuan Zhisheng's pretending to be indifferent, in fact, under his turbulent sight, the orange demon descended into the world.

The Lord of Heaven, the son of man who is favored by God, hugged Yabuki Sakura with an unpretentious smile, and his arms were filled with joy. Their faces were so close to each other that they could even turn their heads slightly if they were close enough. As intimate as a French tongue kiss.

"Miss Sakura, I miss you so much~~~"

"Yeah, me too." Yabuki Sakura agreed with a slight smile.

Yuan Zhisheng remained silent, looking for the other person present.

Sure enough, behind Fujimaru Ritsuka, a girl with long dark red hair also got out of the car. She held Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand and followed him obediently.

Yuan Zhisheng remained silent.

Because of the posture problem, Fujimaru Ritsuka held Erika's clothes with one hand, and put her hand on Yabuki Sakura's body, rubbing her face against it, she was so unhappy.

Yuan Zhisheng remained silent.

And at this moment, the woman who regarded the boy as her biological brother turned her head and looked over, showing a smile that was very or even...eleven pleasantly surprised.

"Boss Yuan d!"

The girl held Yabuki Sakura with one hand and Eri with the other hand. She opened her hands to capture the slender and graceful waists of the two women, while she lifted her chest forward.

That gesture seemed to say——

"I miss you so much, come on, give me a hug!"

Yuan Zhisheng remained silent.

Looking at Minamoto who was standing there unwilling to move at all, Fujimaru Ritsuka was confused at first, and then burst into a bright smile the next moment.

"Hey, I'm shy again, then I'll do it myself!"

With that said, the girl walked towards Yuan Zhisheng while maintaining the attitude of protecting the law.

At the same time as he took the first step, Yuan Zhisheng, who had never changed his face when facing the speeding ramen truck of a sports car, took a slight step back.

"Don't come over."

The man said coldly but urgently, and even made a gesture of resistance with his hands.

"Hahahaha, why are you so shy?"

The girl takes another step forward.

"I'm warning you not to come here," the man said again.

"Come again~ It's true, how big of a person do you have to deal with all these twists and turns? Aren't we good partners who are brothers and sisters!"

The girl's words were filled with blame and sincere grievance.

"No." The indifferent man calmly put his hand on the katana at his side and replied.

"It has nothing to do with that. I just don't want to hug you. I can't accept it in a physical sense."

"That's too much!?"