summer oil students

Xia Youjie was about to explode.

The two master and apprentice were just watching the excitement without fear of big troubles. Xia Youjie just took a step back in order not to be bumped by the monkeys running around with their heads in their arms.

In order not to attract attention, Xia Youjie did not wear his signature cassock, nor did he tie his signature ball head.

He was wearing ordinary people's clothes, his long hair was simply tied with a headband, casually draped behind him, and he covered his eyes with sunglasses.

The current Xia Youjie looks like an ordinary person who doesn't attract attention. Not to mention that he is far away in Europe, even if he is in China, few can recognize that he is some of the most famous and evil cursers.

Ernst & Young fortunately didn't wear a mask either. The coat he chose had a high collar, which just covered half of his face when turned up.

The two of them are as ordinary as other combinations of adults and children. At best, the adults are more handsome and the children are more delicate.

Then the two were pinched as soft persimmons.

I thought that the man who snatched the bag had left and the excitement was about to end, but who would have thought that An Yongxing would be hijacked in the next second?

In order to prevent the gangster from being frightened and the gun going off and hurting An Yongxing, Xia Youjie almost gave up using force without thinking, and subconsciously summoned a spell to kill the person in front of him.

Then he saw his disciple wink at him, calm and mischievous.

Xia Youjie managed to calm down. He finally remembered that with An Yongxing's skills, he would not be caught and unresponsive.

And even if the other party shoots, it may not be faster than An Yongxing. If you take a step back, even if Xing can't dodge the bullet, pouring spell power to strengthen the skin will not hurt you.

Maybe there was some reason why he was hijacked obediently, and when the matter was over, he would be beaten up as a lesson for putting himself in danger.Xia Youjie felt relieved, and even thought about continuing to watch the farce in front of him.

After the armed robbers took the hostages, the patrol team was afraid to attack, and the scene reached a stalemate.

"How is it? Have you thought about it?" The man tapped the child's head with the barrel of his gun. "I have no grievances with this child. As long as you promise to let me go, I will let him go."

The members of the patrol exchanged glances with each other.

"You let the child go first, and we can let you go."

"I don't believe what you say is groundless, unless you swear in the name of Vengley."

The members of the patrol became annoyed.I thought it was a kid from some corner, but I didn't know that this was Peng Lie's territory, and those who didn't know dared to make trouble without fear.

Now it seems that they know it clearly, but they are just deliberately provoking.Although he is only a few low-level personnel, Peng Gelie's reputation cannot be violated.

"We've changed our minds. Letting go of that kid can save your life."

As they spoke, several people drew out their guns and surrounded the man.

"Don't you care about the life or death of this innocent child?" The man couldn't believe it.

"It's okay, we will kill you to avenge him later."

Thinking that he couldn't live, and at least he had to give up, the man said ferociously to An Yongxing: "Boy, it's not that I wanted to kill you, if you want to blame, it's your bad luck, Peng Gelie didn't save you! "

As he said that, he wanted to pull the trigger, and at this critical moment, a baseball bat flew over, knocked the gun out of the man's hand, and pulled An Yongxing into his arms.The man was kicked and flew away, and the patrol rushed up and tied him up and dragged him away.

"Are you all right, kid?"

The person who came was a 1.8-year-old boy, about [-] meters tall, and he was very strong.

He was wearing a dark blue hoodie, black sweatpants, and black shoes. He had short black hair strung up like a hedgehog, his skin was a healthy wheat color, and he smiled brightly.

When An Yongxing struggled out of the boy's arms, he inadvertently touched his abdomen, which was hard and had abdominal muscles.

With calluses on his hands, combined with the baseball bat that was just used as a weapon, this person should have practiced baseball for a long time.

When the baseball bat flies over, it has the murderous look of a blade. It is impossible to do it just by playing baseball. At least he has learned a professional sword and practiced it for a long time.This is not an ordinary person, An Yongxing concluded.

"Thank you brother for saving me. Is my brother Japanese?" An Yongxing asked directly.

"Huh? How do you know? Because I have an accent in Italian?" The boy said back to Japanese, "I can only speak a few words in Italian, hahaha." He scratched his head with a smile.

"No, because the signature on your bat is in Japanese. Is 'Yamamoto Takeshi' your brother's name?"

Ernst picked up the bat and returned it to Takeshi Yamamoto. The bat looks like wood but is actually made of special material. It feels somewhat similar to a mantra.

"Haha, you're so sharp." Takeshi Yamamoto put away the baseball bat and carried it behind his back again, "Now that you know my name, let's reciprocate, what's your name?"

"Baseball idiot!" Two teenagers of the same age as Takeshi Yamamoto ran over. The teenager who spoke had a ferocious expression. He had silver mid-length hair and was about 1.7 meters tall. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a black drop The skull decoration looks like a bad guy.Oh, and he still has a cigarette in his mouth.

"Why did you disappear in a blink of an eye? What happened here? I think I heard a gunshot."

Running behind was a short boy who was less than 1.6 meters tall and had a gentle temperament. His brown hair grew upwards regardless of gravity. gentle person.

"Ju Si, you are running too fast."

"Sorry! Judaime! Please wait in a safe place for a while until things become clear!"

"It's all right now. Some people robbed and took hostages," Takeshi Yamamoto pointed at An Yongxing. "But it's been resolved. Everyone has been taken away."

"Is the kid not injured? Are you frightened?" Tsunayoshi Sawada bent down and asked with concern.

Judaime?Could it be Peng Gelie's next heir?

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern, thank you Brother Yamamoto for saving me just now, please allow me to treat everyone to dinner as a reward!" An Yongxing bowed to Takeshi Yamamoto, "I haven't introduced myself yet. Traveling to Italy."

"It's not necessary..." So polite, hehehe, Sawada Tsunayoshi laughed dryly.

"Please promise me, let me repay you one or two!" Bowed ninety degrees.

Xia Youjie was still in a daze until he sat in a Japanese grocery store. How did things come to this situation?

Why did luck suddenly have an extra savior?Why do a group of Japanese people go to Italy to eat Japanese food?

Xia Youjie tried to convey his question with his eyes:?

An Yongxing replied the teacher with a smile.

Today is also the day when the master and apprentice failed to make eye contact.

"Huh?" An Yongxing was puzzled, and put his hand under the table.

"What's the matter?" Tsunayoshi Sawada asked with concern, he had a good impression of the fellow he met in a different place.

An Yongxing was silent for a while, and caught a big-headed baby from under the table.

Kokichi Sawada:? Reborn!