Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

Chapter 75: Stop watching, there are only two of you left!

As we all know, the dog wins the power of the man.

At this moment, at the front of the crowd, a black-haired man with a smirk kept waving and shouting.

"Screw him, seniors, none of us have girlfriends, yet he actually has two! He has two!!"

"We... our engineering department... more than 200 people, more than 200 people, you know, there are not even five girls out of the more than 200 people, and he... one person occupies two indivual...."

Kohei Imamura pinched his Adam's apple, and with a sobbing tone, he vividly mobilized everyone's emotions.

Kitahara Iori turned her head in astonishment, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to show off like this? It's almost like a speech!"

The handsome, handsome blond man showed a distorted smile that didn't match his image, "Low-key, we nerds are good at everything except sports."

The black-haired man gave a thumbs up and said affirmatively: "Brother, it's okay, I will enter the pyramid scheme in the future, and I will pull you first!"

"What the hell are you..."

Imamura Kohei suppressed the urge to hit someone, and asked subconsciously, "Where is Di Taro, it's good that that guy is here. With his speed, he can easily catch up to the bastard in front."

"Ah?" Kitahara Iori waved his hand and said angrily, "Impossible, as long as Di Taro doesn't bother us, you still expect him to help?"

"I'll just mention it casually, but where did that guy go? He said he was helping out at the school festival, but in the end, we were the ones who were busy...Seniors, he actually mocked us...Look quickly , his exaggerated smile."

Imamura Kohei seemed to have a split personality, chatting with people in a low voice, while giving a speech with sobs.

And such skills...

It seems that there are few talented people in the world...

Kujo Ditaro withdrew his gaze, and began to think in his heart whether Houshan was suitable for burying someone.

...

"Senior, didn't even you catch up?"

"That kid has great stamina...I'm exhausted, so I went back to drink."

Chasing along the way, the original large group of people was left with only a few.

Because of the loss of the target, no one persisted except for the two instigators.

Kitahara Iori looked at the teaching building next to her unwillingly, but she never had the courage to enter alone.

Imamura Kohei sat slumped on the ground, even after a long rest, his breathing was still messy.

After the two stayed in place for a few minutes, they were about to go back.

However, at this moment, at the corner of the teaching building, stood a man with an expressionless face.

After confirming that there were no unrelated persons, Kujo Tetaro walked out of the hiding place silently.

“…”

Seeing the man blocking the way, Kitahara Iori shrank her pupils and subconsciously looked around.

"Don't look, there are only two of you left here."

"It's over..."

Kohei Imamura got up, took two steps back with fear on his face, and rubbed his hands obsequiously, "Brother has great physical strength, we admire you, you should be thirsty, I'll buy you a sports drink."

"Hahaha...Brother, don't drink any sports drinks, I'll get you water of life, that's really strong!"

Kitahara Iori smiled while retreating to the left.

Imamura Kohei glanced quietly, then retreated to the right.

While the two were plotting tricks, they also did not forget to confront each other, intending to create an illusion of willingness to be a dog licking.

There's no other way, if it's coming at me, then I'll just knock down Gengping...

I'm sorry Iori, I can't run with my physical strength, so I can only use you as a testimonial...

The two people who had a tacit understanding looked at each other with tragic expressions.

Kujo Ditaro twisted his wrist and said casually: "Indeed, if the two of you ran separately, I would not be able to catch them, but how about this, one of you is willing to stay and be punished, and I will not pursue the other."

Damn it... It's actually a divorce plan!

Kitahara Iori spread her arms and sighed, "Gonghei, this matter has nothing to do with you, you can go."

"Iori..." Kohei Imamura clenched his fists, trembling all over, "What are you talking about, I'm the kind of person who abandons friends!"

"Shut up! This matter has nothing to do with you, get out!"

"I... Got it, I'm sorry! Best friend!"

Looking at the man who turned his back, Kitahara Iori's eyes froze, and he rushed out like lightning.

With a bang, the attacker received a heavy elbow on the back.

Imamura Kohei twisted his arms, looking down at the man kneeling beside him in a victorious posture.

"Iori, I knew you were going to play tricks, but luckily I saved a hand."

"You... so ruthless, you actually play me!"

"Playing you? What are you talking about? Didn't you teach me this? My... teacher!"

"The villain!"

Kitahara Iori was unwilling to growl, but there was a strange arc at the corner of her mouth.

Just as Kohei Imamura took a step, he was pulled backwards, and his body suddenly fell forward.

"What the hell are you..."

"I haven't learned how to be despicable, yet I dare to call myself my student, it's ridiculous."

Kitahara Iori struggled to get up, and the slender shoelace in his hand slowly fell to the ground.

Kohei Imamura opened his eyes wide, his face became more and more distorted, but in an instant, this man who was extremely angry showed a smile from his heart.

"Indeed, I'm not very good at learning, but Iori...don't you think there's something missing in your pocket?"

"What... what the hell are you!"

Kitahara Iori folded her trouser pockets, her eyes were bloodshot instantly, "My wallet, when will you..."

"If you don't want to eat dirt this month, just leave it to me willingly. Don't worry, after I'm safe, your wallet will be returned intact."

Kohei Imamura took off his shoes, got up with a smirk, and then walked forward barefoot.

Before taking a few steps, he felt his feet were slippery, and silently lowered his head.

Looking at the brown liquid flowing past his feet, the man's beautiful face was covered with veins.

"What the hell are you..."

"Yeah, my hand is slippery, eh...why did I pour a strange wine, eh...how come there is a lighter in my hand."

Kitahara Iori dropped the bottle casually and took out the lighter pretending to be casual.

Through the faint blue flames, what Kohei Imamura could clearly see was a twisted and ugly face.

"What are you doing!"

"The wallet is only two hundred yuan, so I'll leave it to you if you want it."

"What? Two hundred dollars? Are you an adult?"

“…”

Kitahara Iori didn't take it seriously, and avoided the person in front of him with a steady mind.

Kohei Imamura clenched his teeth, but he dared not move because of the alcohol underneath.

but....

"Brother! I'm not reconciled! Didn't you say before that you only let the other person go if you are willing to stay? I am not reconciled, so brother...you have no reason to let us go!"

"What the hell are you..."

Kitahara Iori turned her head in astonishment, and what caught her eyes was the black-haired man's grim smile.

Kujo Ditaro didn't give a chance, and rushed out like a chariot.

"Big brother...don't...get me wrong!"

Chapter 76: I hold it down, you beat him!

"Didn't you dance very much before? Huh?"

Kitahara Iori stuck to the ground, and was repeatedly slapped on the back of the head.

Even grinning his teeth in pain, he was still struggling.

"Brother, I misunderstood, isn't this to show off your majesty in front of your girlfriend?"

"Oh? Are you still being stubborn? Are you being stubborn? Over there, bring me a green onion... No, bring me a stick, I'll pound garlic for him!"

"Damn...Okay big brother!"

Imamura Kohei thought for a while, then suddenly realized, and then smiled grimly.

After Kitahara Iori realized the seriousness of the problem, he struggled even harder.

"Brother, if you want to mess with you, hit him too. You must know that the mastermind just now was all because of him..."

"Brother, don't listen to his nonsense, I'll get you a stick right now."

"What the hell are you..."

Kujo Ditaro's methods are cruel, and he can't move the people under him.

Kitahara Iori pressed his face to the ground sideways, his bloodshot eyes fixedly staring at the figure running away.

To be honest, for a moment, he fantasized that the other party would run to find reinforcements in the name of holding a stick.

However, within half a minute, the man not only went back but also had a long black stick in his hand.

"You... what the hell!"