Huzhu brand collecting machine rushes to the world

"Is it you?"

Seeing a new customer approaching, Katsuobu Yuren stood up from the stool and found that she had seen the visitor.

"Do you remember me?" Nakahara Chuya didn't change the action of taking out the money, and a touch of joy welled up in his heart.

Kunzhang Youruhito said briskly: "Yes, for a man of grace like you, once you see him, you will never forget him!"

Zhongya Zhongya followed behind in a black suit with a calm face, and he was sure of his guess in his heart, Mr. Zhongyuan was interested in the girl in front of him!

The girl's favorability towards Mr. Zhongyuan is not low!

Great!

"Today I'm treating guests!" Knotabagi Yuhito asked Nakahara Chuya and his friends to order casually.

Zhong Yuanzhong also disagreed, thinking that it was not easy for her to cook food, and with a big wave of his hand, he contracted all the remaining meals in her shop and gave them to his subordinates.

Saitama looked sideways, he felt the brilliance of the rich.

For the normal business, Knotaba Yuhito didn't say much, she asked Nakahara Nakaya to sit for a while, and then packed quickly with Saitama.

Seeing the movement of afterimages appearing in front of them, Nakahara Chuya and his subordinates' eyes widened a lot.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed his hat, and the cobalt blue eyes under the brim of the hat became dangerous and sharp for a moment, and soon he restrained the strangeness again.

They are supernatural beings?

Zhongyuan Zhong also made a movement with his hand placed by his side. His hands were tactful, and he pretended to be surprised to ask, with just the right amount of curiosity, admiration and envy in his tone.

"Supernatural person? Boss, what is that?" Saitama, an outsider, looked blank, "I am not? Boss, do you have the special ability to cook delicious food?"

As an outsider, he didn't know that people in this world would not reveal the fact that they had supernatural powers.

While sealing the package, Yuzu Yujin replied calmly: "A supernatural person is a person with superpowers who can set fire and thunder, go to heaven and earth, and belong to the characters in urban legends. How could we be?" The second half The sentence was what she said to Zhongya and Zhongyuan.

Hearing her half-baked explanation, Saitama lowered his head and continued to work without interest: "Are the supernatural beings strong?"

Yuzu Yujin opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his expression seemed to be thinking of something, and the movement of speaking suddenly stopped.

The obvious situation where she hesitated to speak made Nakahara Chuya's mood not very good, as long as he thought that she might be involved with the ability, he became irritable.

The subordinate thought that his face was dark because he doubted the identities of the two people in front of him, so he also made a gesture, asking if he should use strong means to invite them to the port mafia as guests.

After understanding the meaning of his subordinates, Chuya Nakahara's mood completely deteriorated.

He glared at his subordinate, telling him not to act rashly.

Yuzu Yuhito glanced at the surveillance camera in the corner of the console, not understanding what they were doing.

Could it be that the black suit is persuading the boss, Mr. Zhongyuan, not to buy so many things, and that Mr. Zhongyuan is upset because he was knocked down?

According to their expressions, Katsuobu Yuhito guessed wildly.

system:……

Anyway, their internal quarrel has nothing to do with her, and Yuzu Yuhito pretended not to see their quarrel, just like he pretended not to see the chaotic multi-corner relationship under the table of the four college students.

"Go all the way~"

When the guest walked a few steps away, the phone of Katsuobu Yourohito vibrated and he received several messages.

The letter was written by Asuki Iki, and she gave a general description of her situation.

After confirming that she had been deprived of her psychic powers, the Supernatural Secret Service Division stopped recruiting her, but it was an official organization anyway, and they advised Asuka Iki to pay attention to her own safety when they retreated.

The organization that secretly learned that she had psychic powers may not believe her words, and may monitor, approach, or even assassinate her.

"It's too much!" Yuzu Yujin couldn't help wrinkling his face. The world of supernatural beings is not as colorful as she imagined. Instead, it hides calculations and threats.

She and Asuka Ikiji know each other's secrets, so when talking about the current situation, they don't have the idea of ​​reporting good news or bad news, but telling the truth.

Knotaba Yuhito and Asuka said that as long as Asuki needs it, they can come to her for help at any time.

Asuka Ikiji talked about the good things that happened to her.

After losing his psychic powers, Asuka Muji was in a good mood, drawing pictures while undergoing examinations in the hospital.She was originally a painter. Although it was difficult for her to go to school and she was lacking in skills due to the reason of Wang Xiangnv, the color and charm of her paintings have always been excellent, and she was able to make a living by this before.

Now her life is gradually returning to the normal track. After experiencing the gains and losses of life and death, the things contained in the paintings are even higher.

Perhaps it was the prayer made by Yuzu Yuhito for this ill-fated woman. Asuki Iki remembered that he was appreciated by a great painter who came to the hospital for recuperation, and he went to study painting under his disciples.

[Knotweed Sang: That’s really great! ! ! ]

[Miss Asuka: Thank you for saving me.Can I call You Ren Jiang like this, or Yu Jiang? ]

[Knotweed Sang: Just call it Youren-chan ww]

[Youren-chan: When will Miss Asuki be free?We have a meal together? ]

Asuka Ikiji first accepted the invitation happily, and then apologized and said that the time had not been set. She had to go through the discharge procedures and visit the teacher's house first.

[Miss Asuka: Picture x10]

[Youren sauce: ... these are all me? ]

Asuka Ikiji posted ten pictures, all of which are of Yuzu Hirohito, some with their heads down, some smiling while sitting on a tree, and a picture of Yuzu Yuhito wearing a shrine maiden costume and communicating with the tree.

Not only that, but she also specially drew a set of cute little tiger expression packs for Knotride Yuhito.

"Boss, your ears are so red." Saitama yelled.

Knotaba Yuhito was blushed by Asuka Iki's return of favor, she wanted to say something, but at the end she smiled silly.

"How about exchanging A5 Wagyu beef to make a Wagyu sandwich tonight?" She walked with fluttering steps, and let the car drive to a certain commercial street to buy condiments and food packaging.

Saitama nodded frantically: "Boss, what good things happened to you?"

Knotweed Yuhito patted the cheeks that were still a little hot: "I asked someone to design a special LOGO for our store, hehe."

She laughed all the way, didn't say why, just sighed: "It feels so good to help people."

Saitama scratched his shiny head in doubt, the boss wants to be a hero too?

The two people who lived in daily life took the list to make purchases, and the people who lived in the other world returned to the office and asked their subordinates to look up the names of Knotabagi Yuhito and Knotabajo Saitama.

After fulfilling his responsibilities as a cadre and giving orders, and dismissing his subordinates in the intelligence department, Zhongya Zhongya sat in a high-end office chair and fell silent.

Did it hit it off?

He always felt very close to that girl named Knotabagi Yuhito, and he had an intuition that the two of them would have a good relationship.

He likes her innocent smile.

No other emotions, just pure love.

... I hope there is no major problem with her identity.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed secretly, as long as he is not an enemy, he has a chance to be friends.

After dealing with the emotional entanglement for a moment, he picked up the documents on the side and started to process the work.

The sun is gradually moving westward, and the hour of dusk is approaching.

After shopping, Yuzu Yuhito and Saitama sent the things back home, and spent some time at home, before carrying a basket of wagyu sandwiches and leisurely embarked on the road to do the task.

Tears flowed from the corners of the mouths of the viewers in the live broadcast room.

At [-]:[-] in the afternoon, the sun was bright orange and red like a pickled egg yolk, and the clouds near the sun were reflected in a darker color, a bit like black.

The residential building that Katsuobu Yuhito visited in the morning was still dead silent. Even in the evening, no one had turned on the lights, and the street lights were not turned on until six o'clock. This road and this building were only illuminated by the thin afterglow of the setting sun.

Luo Ji, who was hiding in the residential building, watched the sun recede from the window edge little by little, and her smile grew bigger and bigger.

Until the last ray of sunlight disappeared from the earth, the glamorous Shangxian ghost opened the window, closed his eyes, and intoxicatedly inhaled the fragrance of flesh and blood from the breeze.

What a wonderful world!

Human flesh and blood have become more abundant and sweet, densely populated. Among the cannibals, human cities are like hunting grounds prepared for them, perhaps not even hunting.

Yoshiwara's oiran, Fuhime, enthusiastically called it, "This place is like a pig farm of a rich family. You can eat it as soon as you grab it. It's a pity that Master Wu is not here."

Luo Ji moved her neck, ready to use her belt to arrest people, and bring more people to store food.

She jumped down the stairs, and bumped into the three brothers Bloating Phase, Bad Phase, and Bloodstain who had returned through the night.

Luo Ji's delicate and small nose twitched slightly: "It's similar to the smell of thin blood in the morning. You and her are brother and sister?"

The leader, Zhang Xiang, glanced at her indifferently, not understanding what she was talking about, so he ignored her, and led his brothers to go around her.

Luo Ji raised her wide sleeves to cover her nose, her slender eyebrows and beautiful eyes were furrowed with distaste and doubt: "Why don't you smell good at all? It also has a nasty stench." She sniffed again. Sniff, said affirmatively, "You look like humans, but you don't have the slightest scent of humans."

Reminded by her elder brother, the prostitute Taro, she turned her eyes to the blood painting, saw the appearance of the blood painting clearly, and the beautiful evil spirit mercilessly denigrated it with words.

A large amount of poisonous blood sprayed at her.

Luo Ji sneered and dodged away. Before she could stand still, she felt a chill in her abdomen, followed by a sharp pain. She lowered her head in disbelief, and found that her cock, which was a ghost on the string, had been pierced by an unknown object.

Bai Lian · Piercing Blood!

The gorgeous kimono belonging to the oiran was soaked with blood, and the fallen princess let out a roar, and shed the appearance of a human woman with black hair and changed into a silver-haired and golden-eyed appearance.

Bad Phase snapped his fingers: "Erosion and corruption!"

what?

The beauty with a beautiful face and a simple mind, Luo Ji was puzzled. In the next moment, the kimono was damaged, and Luo Ji's blood-stained skin gradually festered under the effect of the [Decomposition] technique.

Wearing a rather revealing bad face, he spoke in a very gentle voice: "Blood smear, brother will help you vent your anger immediately."

Zhang Xiang still looked like he hadn't woken up. After hearing Bad Xiang's words, his usual low and indifferent voice rose strangely, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

The three brothers are also very friendly today.

Of course, when facing the enemy, he changed back to his indifferent dead face, and calmly declared: "Go to hell."

The battle between the two sides was on the verge of breaking out, and it was at such a time that Yuzu Yuhito was carrying a small schoolbag, chewing the last bite of dinner, standing in the middle of the two opposing sides with puffed cheeks and a bewildered expression.

The barrage messages in the live broadcast room skyrocketed, and there was only one comprehensive theme——

[Anchor run! ! ! ]