Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

However, with the efforts of the outsiders, the door opened in an orderly manner.

Kitahara Iori took the lead and immediately threw people to the ground.

"What are you doing! Help...help...uh!"

Kujo Tetaro closed the door with his backhand, and said casually: "Kohei, the home decoration is not bad, it's full of Two-dimensional flavor."

"This is your so-called holy land, Kohei." Kitahara Iori pressed down on the blond-haired man, her voice became more serious.

"No no no!"

Imamura Kohei faltered, generally wanting to spit out the ball of paper in his mouth.

Kujo Toshitaro walked through the entrance and instructed: "Iori, bring people in."

"Okay, Digo!"

Kitahara Yizhi implements the identity of the horse boy and escorts him to the living room of the house.

I don't know if he didn't do something good in private, but the black-haired man restrained the legs of the struggling blond man with just a shoelace.

Immediately afterwards, another shoelace went down, and the hands of the blond man were tied behind his back.

Imamura Kohei lost the ability to move, and fell to the ground in grief and anger.

Kujo Tetaro sat on the sofa, looking down at the blond man below with the posture of a high-ranking person.

"Gengping, I never thought that I would have this day."

"I've said it all, the tiger's butt can't be touched, so why die."

Kitahara Iori stood aside, with his hands folded in front of his crotch, and there was a carefree smile on his hideous and distorted face.

Kohei Imamura raised his head, hesitantly spat out the ball of paper, and gasped, "You...you are breaking into a private house..."

"What do you mean by trespassing on a private house? This is a gathering of friends. You understand, Mr. Gengping."

Kujo Ditaro took the potato chips on the coffee table, glanced at the date, and unceremoniously opened it to enjoy.

Kitahara Iori followed suit, took a pack of Miao Crispy Corners, and ate them with relish.

"Di Taro, I can delete the photo, but I have a condition..."

"Baga, Lu! How dare you raise conditions with your elder brother! You are so arrogant!"

Imamura Kohei ignored the big hands on his head and said with difficulty: "Iori came up with the idea of ​​taking pictures, Di Taro..."

Kitahara Iori picked up the ball of paper on the ground, busy trying to stuff it into the mouth of the person underneath.

While Kohei Imamura was struggling desperately, he kept revealing the situation at that time.

"It's him, jealous of you... That's why he came up with bad ideas."

"He said that you would not fulfill your promise, intending to take pictures and threaten you..."

"I was afraid that he would do something stupid, so I lied to him...so only I have the photos..."

"Iori, let him talk."

Kitahara Iori was taken aback for a moment, and took two steps back unwillingly.

Kohei Imamura took a deep breath, and after making some adjustments, he continued: "Iori was responsible for this incident, Di Taro, a despicable person like Iori, you should understand that every time you do something, you will It's him!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? When it comes to despicableness, you are not much worse than me."

"Are you kidding me, how despicable you are, don't you know?"

"There's no need to argue. Since Gengping said he was an accomplice, I don't think the photos Gengping took were sent to other places, right?"

Kujo Tetaro interrupts their dispute and asks a decisive question.

If Kohei Imamura maliciously left photo backups, he would not be an accomplice, but an accomplice.

On the contrary, if there is no photo backup, then what Kohei Imamura said is true and can be dealt with lightly.

Of course, if the accomplice's sentence is reduced, the principal offender will naturally have to increase his sentence.

damn...

Didn't expect this to happen, forgot to delete the record...

But there is still a chance...

Imamura Kohei was startled, and replied without changing his face: "That's natural, I only save the photos in my phone, you can delete them."

Kujo Ditaro pointed out, and ordered: "Iori, go and open his computer..."

"Wait a minute! Dad, I was wrong!"

Kohei Imamura touched his head to the ground, his voice choked with sobs.

"It's my lard, but! Di Taro's father, Iori is the mastermind, and he proposed all the plans!"

"When I was about to die, I still kept my mouth stubborn. I saved the photos privately, and even said it was to prevent me from messing around. It's ridiculous."

Kitahara Iori walked to the computer desk and turned on the sleeping computer.

The picture that caught his eyes made him so excited that his face was beyond recognition.

"Brother Di, look, he really sent the photo to the computer."

"Well, it looks like we're going to lose a dear friend."

Kujo Ditaro stood up, the strange arc at the corner of his mouth, under the illumination of the light, looked extraordinarily ferocious...

第110四章：风水轮流转呢，伊织君！

"Yeah, when I think about the days without Kohei Imamura..."

Kitahara Iori closed her eyes and raised her head, her voice was a little hoarse, but the corners of her mouth were raised.

"I'm so excited!"

"What a brief friendship, Kohei Imamura."

"Why are you calling me by my name? What are you doing? I'm wrong!"

Imamura Kohei burst into tears, choked up and said, "It's my problem, may I treat you to dinner?"

"So in your eyes, my life is only worth a meal."

Kujo Tetaro let out a long sigh, and there was a faint red light in his eyes.

Kitahara Iori copied an iron rod from nowhere, and her smile became more and more strange.

"It's okay, Imamura Kohei, it will be fine after a while, and I hope there is no iron rod in heaven."

"Wait..." Kohei Imamura gritted his teeth, and said with a sneer: "Well, I was wrong this time, I will treat you to a good meal, no, I will provide supper for a week!"

"Supper for the week?"

"Is that what your dog's life is worth?"

"Really, the money for the gym card has already emptied my savings... All right, noon and supper for a week!"

Seeing the two people approaching gradually, Kohei Imamura had no time to think about it, and poured out his anger.

As the saying goes, money can turn ghosts.

The one-week free lunch, the two said they could accept it.

Kujo Tetaro waved his hand and motioned, "Untie it for him, Iori."

"Good."

Kitahara Iori untied the shoelaces used to restrain her, and then pulled up the blond man.

Kohei Imamura rubbed his wrists, and suddenly pushed him to the ground with his backhand.

Kitahara Iori was taken aback, "What are you doing!"

"Why?" Kohei Imamura raised his mouth, raised his face and said, "Di Taro, I suppress you."

"Very good." Kujo Toshitaro sat back on the sofa, his tone was a little brisk, "Iori, as the mastermind, don't you naively think that you are really safe and sound?"

"No, Brother Di..." Kitahara Iori smiled wryly, and argued: "Brother Di, what happened before was all a misunderstanding, and..."

"Misunderstand?"

Kohei Imamura pinned the heads of the people under him, and said with a sneer, "It's not a misunderstanding. We all know your character. You didn't start this bad idea, so who could it be?"

"but...."

"No, but, Gengping has already expressed something, shouldn't you also express it?"

Kujo Ditaro picked up the half-pack of potato chips before, and ate them with a smile on his face.

Kohei Imamura was in control of the situation, pinching the neck of the subordinate with one hand, and said with a grinning smile: "Iori, the feng shui turns and the retribution comes so quickly, didn't you expect it?"

"What the hell..." Kitahara Iori clenched her fists and said angrily, "I'm poor, after getting a fitness card, I'll have to eat dirt this month, how can I still have money to entertain the two elder brothers! "

"When I said this just now, why didn't you respond? If you don't have money, you can find a way for me. If it doesn't work, I'll contact you with the kidney seller..."

As the saying goes, the wicked have their own grind.

Kujo Ditaro almost didn't need to take action, and just relying on the divorce, the two people who were in collusion turned against each other.

After leisurely eating a bag of potato chips, seeing that Kitahara Iori was still crying out for death, the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

"It's done plowing."

"What? Di Taro, you just let this scumbag go?"

"I mean, we're going to lose a dear friend today."

Kujo Ditaro clapped his fists, his white and neat teeth were shining brightly under the light.

Imamura Kohei understood, picked up the iron rod at the side, and repeated someone's wise words.

"It's really a short friendship, Kitahara Iori, don't worry, it will only hurt for a while, and may there be no iron bars in heaven!"

"I just have no money, what can you do to me! Come on, fuck me!"

"It's the first time in my life I've heard such a perverted request, Iori, you should know that besides knocking, sticks can also be used to poke."