I make a lot of money from vests

"That's unfortunate. I only kill good people."

Fu Heisher smiled, and along with his voice came an attack.

The wind was blowing, and the clouds rolled up to cover the moon that had just emerged.

Yuan Yi drew out the wooden knife to block Fu Heisher's attack.

So fast!

In the blink of an eye, Fu Heisher gave him a blow, and the tiger's mouth holding the handle of the knife shook, and Yuan Yi's fingers clenched the handle even more tightly.

When you meet an opponent, how can the physical fitness of this curse master killer be dealt with by a high-ranking person like him who eats sugar every day?

Yuan Yi reflexively held the knife in front of him, splitting Fu Heisher's palm.

There were hidden cracks in the wooden knife blade, and under the high-intensity attack, the knife Yuan Yi just bought from the shopping channel was about to be scrapped again.

"Brother, if you have something to discuss, you will be unreasonable if you come up."

Fu Heisher raised his eyebrows and mocked: "I have already announced in advance that I want your head, is it not enough?"

The wooden knife was overwhelmed, and the broken tip flew out and pierced into the ground.

Two people, back and forth, tit for tat, no one has the upper hand.

Fu Heisher's scarred mouth turned up: "Interesting, it's the first time I've met a conjurer whose body is so resistant to beating."

Yuan Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, dodging Fu Heisher's fist.

The knife in his hand slipped to the ground, he simply clenched his fist and bumped into Fu Heisher's fist head-on.

Strength climbs up the bone.

Yuan Yi: "..."

This man is made of iron, he broke his arm directly.

He shook his broken arm and said provocatively, "You won't get any benefit from this punch."

Fu Heisher's arm was numb, although it didn't break directly like Yuan Yi, but he couldn't move for a short time.

"Tsk, I have more than one hand."

Yuan once replied to him: "Who isn't?"

The squinting eyes of the dead fish finally opened, and the two men were fighting each other with fists on the road.

Fu Heisher took a breath, and wiped the blood stains from the corner of his mouth with his fingers: "Conjurer, where is your spell."

There are no spells, it's all Schrödinger's stuff.

Yuan Yi insisted: "There is no need for mantras to deal with you."

"is it?"

Fu Heisher moved his wrist, and his right hand, which had just been paralyzed, returned to normal.

He looked at Yuan Yi's drooping arm and said with an evil smile: "I'm sorry, I'm not a fair person. You with a broken arm are not my opponent at all."

Yuan Yi stood up and said with a smile: "Don't talk too much about big things, you will lose your life if you lose. Ah Yin has a lot of advantages, and one of the advantages is hard life."

Suspicion flashed across Fu Heisher's eyes. From Yuan Yi's upright body, he saw an unrivaled warrior fighting from the battlefield.

He spat unhappily: "I want to see if your back will be so straight after turning into a corpse."

"me……"

Yuan Yi greeted him without fear, his curly hair standing out in the bright night.

The outer cover of the kimono was blown by the wind, and the blue and white patterns spread like sea water.

"Until the flesh and body are destroyed, you must straighten your waist and live!"

The dust was stirred up, Yuan covered his abdomen with one hand, and spit out a mouthful of blood while lying on his stomach.

Fu Heisher inserted his fingers into his hair from his forehead, and brushed the messy hair back from his head.

"Heh, the ability to talk big is not small, and it's not vulnerable."

The silver knife was about to cut down, but when it was about to reach Yuanyi's neck, he held it firmly with his hand.

The bright red blood trickled down, soaking Yuanichi's white kimono cover, and red flowers bloomed on it.

Fu Heisher's pupils constricted, as if he hadn't thought that he could resist.

Yuan Yi held the knife and stood up again.

"Ayin hasn't stabbed five Xinba's meow flowers yet, and Xia Youle can't leave Dad's embrace... There are so many unfinished things, how can I die."

The knife in his hand was taken away by Yuan Yi, Fu Heisher was a little dazed, and the blade reached his neck.

"Faith is the key to a warrior standing on the battlefield and never falling to the ground!"

Fu Heisher thought sarcastically, he never had faith from the beginning to the end.

The brat who talks about the truth is really annoying!

Fu Heisher clamped the knife with his fingers, and with a little force, the tip of the knife was broken by him.

The target of the sharp knife point was Yuan Yi's heart.

"Kong Shiyu is right. You brat is indeed difficult to deal with, but that's all."

He poked so fast that the tip of the knife pierced the skin and was about to pierce the heart.

A high-speed spinning tennis ball knocked down the knife in Fuheshier's hand.

The broken knife fell to the ground and was entangled in dust.

The cold ice spread out from the center of the tennis ball, freezing Fuhesher's feet.

He tried to pull it away, but it was too thick.

Yuan Yi didn't hesitate, clutched his heart and ran away.

Fu Heisher looked in the direction of the tennis ball. Under the faint moonlight, he saw the man's rare purple-gray hair.

The figure of the man who saved Yuan Yi disappeared in the darkness, and the frozen ice gradually disappeared.

Fu Heisher leaned over and picked up the yellow ball.

The back of his hand holding the tennis ball was bulging with blue veins, and he crushed the tennis ball abruptly.

The dregs were raised by him, and Fu Heisher's face was distorted: "Let me know who broke my [-] million business, and I will definitely make him pay me [-] billion!"

Yuan Yi's physical strength was gradually exhausted, he cleaned up the traces and shrank to a hiding place to prevent Fu Heisher from chasing him.

He took a breath, and the picture before the escape flashed back, a bright tennis ball was the only colorful existence in the black and white picture.

"Tennis? Which strong man pulls out a tennis racket to help?"

The mysterious man put away the tennis racket and said to the air, "Damn it, is this the power of killer tennis?"

The buzzing electronic sound sounded intermittently.

[Congratulations on completing the "I save myself" time-limited task...]

Yuan Yi sends his current location to Xia Youjie.

[Sakata Gintoki: Positioning.Xia Youle came to rescue Ah Yin, who had just had a fight and was about to burp. ]

[Xia Youjie: Yinshi, do you have no money to take a taxi back? ]

Gojo Satoru snorted coldly: "I froze the bank card, he must have spent all the cash and have no money to take a taxi back."

Immediately afterwards, Xia Youjie received another text message, with no text and only a photo.

The smile on Xia Youjie's face disappeared without a trace, and his anger flashed away, like a bird skimming over the ripples of the sea, and disappeared in an instant.

Gojo Satoru caught a glimpse of the photo, which was blood red, and Genichi's white kimono was dyed red.

Xia Youjie made a call, but was not connected for a long time.

"Wu, it seems that it's not that I don't have money to come back, but that I was really attacked."

Gojo Satoru, who was obviously very worried, couldn't help complaining for some reason: "What did you attack him for? Shave his natural curly hair and make a wig?"

Xia Youjie: "...Wu, no one would want a wig like that."

Yuan Yi woke up again in the infirmary.

His upper body was naked and bandages were wrapped around it, and not only was his uninjured head wrapped in bandages.

Xia Youjie found him awake and helped him up.

Yuan Yi took off the bandage on his head and said speechlessly, "Ah Yin's head is not injured, why did you wrap it up?"

Gojo Satoru, who was checking his phone, answered his words naturally: "Because you're stupid."

Yuan Yi moved, and immediately retracted in pain.

Seriously injured, Yuan Yi could only use his mouth to speak nonsense: "Wu Tiao Wu, you wait, I will blow your dog's head when I recover."

"found it."

Gojo Satoru compared the photos on the phone with Yuan Yi, and he said in amazement: "I didn't expect your curly head to be worth [-] million."

Yuan Yi snatched the phone and saw the amount of the reward order, his heart skipped a beat.

"Wujo Wu, let's join hands. You tie me up and go get the bounty. After you get the money, you can rescue me. After it's done, we'll split three to seven, me three, you seven."

Gojo Satoru refused: "Why? I'll hand you over instead of saving you, and just take all the bounty. Why bother?"

Yuan Yi slapped the bed angrily: "Well, you are a five-tiaoxinba, and you still want to cheat? Your heart is as black as your sunglasses!"

Xia Youjie changed the topic: "Do you still remember what he looks like?"

Yuan Yi closed his eyes and recalled the appearance of that elder brother.

He affirmed: "Give me a piece of paper, and I can definitely draw him!"

A few minutes later, Yuan Yi proudly unfolded his masterpiece.

A boxy house is drawn on it, with two doors on the house, and two English letters on the door——WC.

Wujo Wu looked left and right, wondering, "Where is the person?"

"Why are you so stupid? Of course it's in the toilet."

Xia Youjie said helplessly, "Yinshi, I asked you to draw the person who attacked you, not the toilet."

Yuan Yi: "He gave me the impression of a toilet."

Gojo Satoru forcibly tied the scattered bandages to his head.

"I've said it all, he's brain-dead, and he should have cut his head open just now to shake the water out of his brain."

The bandage was tied in a tight knot, and Yuan Yi couldn't untie it.

He gave up understanding the bandages, and vaguely saw a figure in front of him.

He raised his middle finger: "garbage."

Ye Mo Zhengdao, who came to visit knowing that the student was injured, turned dark when he saw Yuan Yi who gave him the middle finger and called him "garbage".

The guy who doesn't respect the teacher, who is the trash!

The author has something to say: "I will live with my back stretched until the world is destroyed!" The original words of Gintoki in Gintama.

Male protagonist: Someone came to disrupt the situation, so if you don’t fight, you will fight, and you will go home and go to sleep!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: blank, 1 piece of three thousand vertical feet;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!