After being forced to join the Hong Kong gang, I chased after the cadres

When the armor polish was dry, Kashima Minoru patted the back of Mr. Nakaya's hand, and looked at the leather shoes he was stepping on the ground. The shiny black leather shoes looked expensive at first glance, and the feet in the white socks were buckled and bumpy. Nails, because of the tragedy of fingernails, Kashima Mien felt that toenails could not escape Mr. Nakaya's clutches.

"Would you like me to remove the nail polish from your feet?"

Nakahara Chuya: "No, I will come tonight by myself, but your painting skills are much better than last time..."

It is exactly the same as the technique on his feet!

Kashima Mianji raised his head: "That's because I'm good at learning. You can see that my abilities are all perfect learning, and the skills of applying nail polish are nothing to worry about."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and nodded slowly, thinking that what she said was true, so he dispelled the doubts in his heart.

I told her to remember to listen to the class before going back after the physical training, so she took a bottle of nail polish remover and prepared to go back to the office.

Kashima Mian grabbed his arm fiercely: "Wait a minute, for the sake of removing your nail polish, can I avoid this education?"

Chuya Zhongya: "No."

Lu Daomian had a wronged face: "I have worked so hard to please you, why don't you give me any leeway, and I have to prepare lessons for the children when I go back, so I hardly have time to sleep."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pondered for a while: "Then it will be an hour, and you can leave 10 minutes earlier, but you must write a summary to me every day after the class, starting from today."

Kashima Mian: Damn, you still write a summary, why not change it.

Isn't she a mafia!What kind of education does the mafia want? No matter how violent it is, it won't work!

Why is Mr. Chuya so persistent this time?

Zhong Yuan left after finishing speaking, Kashima Mian looked at his back with hatred, and thumped the table hard to vent his dissatisfaction.

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In the afternoon, Kashima Minan consciously finished her training, took a shower, changed into casual clothes, and obediently sat in the training room next door that was converted into a classroom, waiting for the teacher to come to teach her.

With her chin propped up, Kashima Mian felt that this would not work, she had to find a way to get rid of this inexplicable class.

Since it doesn't work with Mr. Nakaya, let's start with the teacher.

Ten minutes before seven o'clock, a person gently opened the door and walked in with high heels.

Kashimamian looked up, and the person who came was a female teacher in a suit, with her head simply crossed, her face was pale and she had a gentle smile. She was quite old, and there were fine lines on the corners of her mouth. She looked gentle and courteous, very kind. look.

Although the hand that put down the lesson plan was still trembling, she did not lose her composure at all.

Even when he saw her sitting here, he was taken aback for a moment, and then introduced himself, short of declaring which street he lived in.

Looking at the girl sitting under the stage, the fear in her eyes was less than half, and more curious and probing.

"Teacher Yuan, I would like to ask, how much did the person who asked you to teach me give you? I will give you double, can you decline? Just say that I am stubborn and can't learn."

Kashimamian looked at her sincerely and said, "Of course, I guarantee that the mafia will never make trouble for you."

Kashima Mian thought to herself that there was still some money left from the money Sato Aoi gave her last time, and it was quite a lot. She is a rich woman now, so she was a little excited to use money to send someone for the first time.

Afraid that she would worry about the Mafia, Kashima Minami added a word of assurance.

When it came to money, Teacher Yuan straightened his weak legs and smiled broadly: "The mafia in the hat said that the course is 2000 million yen a week."

Kashima Mian's heart that was eager to try was hit instantly: "Forget it, I'd better go to class obediently."

Because the textbook is very confusing, Teacher Yuan conceived a story to tell her after reading a few articles. She told stories while lecturing to mobilize her emotions. Can such a mentality change.

So much so that after the class, she still couldn't get enough of it, watching the teacher leave respectfully, Kashimamian thought to herself that she really deserved to be a teacher in a famous university, and she casually said a cautionary tale.

But after hearing so much, she already remembered the short story, so what summary is she going to write?

Just write down the story the teacher told.

Anyway, Mr. Chuya is so foolish.

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In this way, Kashima Mien went through a week of exhausting training mode. Not only that, recently Mr. Dazai often asked her to go out to do tasks, and Mr. Nakaya occasionally did the same. Every day, she returned home exhausted. Saku Le and the others have almost finished previewing the textbooks for one semester.

She was so guilty, although they didn't care, Oda Saku even patted her on the shoulder to comfort her and cooked her supper.Woohoo, the port mafia really only treats her well, the old father Odasaku.

Because I am testing the supernatural power recently, today I dared to let her use the supernatural power from the early morning to see how long she can last without affecting her physical condition.

Kashima Mien chose among a bunch of different abilities, but chose Rashomon because it was really useful after all, although she had to wear an ugly black coat.

Persisting until the end of the class in the afternoon, Kashimamian obviously felt dizzy, chest tightness, nausea and nausea, and her whole body was very depressed. When she was silent, her heart beat violently, and it seemed to open in her ears. It echoes like a megaphone.

During the examination in the medical room, the doctor looked at the test sheet and frowned, and finally told her not to use the supernatural power for a long time, and use it as little as possible.

It may be because Kashima Mian cannot feel the limit of the supernatural power, so the consequences will be reflected in her body. The longer the time, the more dangerous it will be, and it will even lead to heart failure.

The supernatural ability is too powerful, and the body will easily collapse if it can't keep up.

It was getting dark, Kashima Minami yawned and was about to go back, a black beast stretched out from Rashomon leaned quietly and obediently on her shoulder.

The green bow tied on the top of the head fluttered in the wind. Akutagawa passing by glanced at it, and couldn't bear to look straight away.

"Ah, who is this? Isn't this Akutagawa Ryunosuke who became a master through a clepsydra?" Kashima Mian said coolly when she saw him passing by.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke stopped in his tracks: "What does it mean that a clepsydra becomes a spirit? You mean next?"

"Otherwise, Mr. Dazai and Mr. Nakaya, you have informed me all over the place. Why do you say everything? Do you know how much training I have been trained for this, ah! My sleep time has been deprived so much, you want How to compensate me?!"

Lu DaoMian walked over in a ruffian manner, bumping his shoulder deliberately to be provocative.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "I will not disobey Mr. Dazai's order. As for Mr. Chuya, he is the boss."

"If you can't defy you, can't you just say it? Why do you say how many numbers I have recorded?"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke glanced at her: "Mr. Chuya asked."

"You—" Kashimamian was about to refute, the phone vibrated, and she took it out to have a look, her expression gradually became colder, she put back the exposed emotions little by little, looked at it blankly for a while, and said.

"In that case, Akutagawa, let me give you a chance to make it up to me. Do you have a task next? I need you to do something."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke: "Huh?"

He completed the task and left the report unwritten and not sent to Mr. Dazai for review.

In the past, he always put Mr. Dazai's orders first, but now for some reason, he remembered Kashima Minoru's disobedience to his boss. He completed the task, and the report was not written and sent in the first time. A little violation...

Akutagawa Ryunosuke didn't refuse Kashima Min, so he assumed he agreed, rubbing his chin and thinking about which mafia she would call over, the black lizard transferred a team, and other...

"Ambush all around that place first."

After Kashimamian finished the calculations, she called to notify them. She arranged which team should lie in ambush and where, and she would just issue orders directly through the mobile phone when the time came.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke asked suspiciously: "Why are there so many mafia mobilized? Did something happen?"

"It's fine for the time being." Lu Daomian hung up the phone, and snorted coldly: "It depends on whether the other party knows each other."

I contacted Odasaku through the online author account again, because I told her before, Odasaku immediately forwarded the news to her.

What Strawberry Marshmallow said was like a girl who did something wrong hesitated for a week and finally chose to come and apologize. Not only that, but she also made an appointment for dinner to make amends.

At that time, there may be many people waiting for her at the destination besides the strawberry marshmallow.

The location was the restaurant last time, and the mafia went to ambush first, and checked to see if there were any suspicious people around. Minami Kashima planned to go to the appointment alone, and asked Ryunosuke Akutagawa to wait outside.

Sending a text message to Oda Tsukuru that he will be home late, Minoru Kashima touched the black beast on his shoulder and put it in his pocket.

Although she should release Rashomon now, and she still has the supernatural ability with powerful attack power, she is not at ease. If there is a real battle, one more supernatural ability will increase the chance of winning.

Just a headache and nausea are nothing.

The last time I came alone to the destination, the bustling restaurant was quiet and quiet. Even though it was the peak of the night, it was as clean as if it had closed down.

Stepping on the stairs to the second floor, at the door of the box where I had dinner with strawberry marshmallows last time, Kashimamian hesitated for a moment. Maybe she opened the door, and there were a bunch of muzzles aimed at her inside, or a strange ability that made her hard to guard against. , but you never know what they want to do if you don't go in.

Lu DaoMian took a deep breath, pinched the black beast in his pocket, and stretched out his hand to open the door.

There were very few people, Kashima Mian slowly opened his eyes wide, unexpectedly few people.

On the inner side of the long table, there were five people sitting, including Strawberry Cotton Candy and her 'brother' sitting on the left side, and in the middle was a man with a bald head and a kimono, drinking leisurely, wearing glasses, and his chin still With a beard.

On the right is an upright man in a police uniform, looking at her solemnly and calmly. The last one looks more familiar. He is a hero, a mountain lady.

The Mountain Lady was shocked: "Ah, it really is you!"

Kashimamian nodded indifferently to her, ignoring the stranger and said to the nervous strawberry marshmallow, "Is there anything wrong with tricking me here?"

The determined tone made Strawberry Cotton Candy's complexion even more difficult. She opened her mouth to explain something, but Kashima Mian took out a gun from behind her waist, loaded it neatly, aimed it between her eyebrows, and opened her mouth calmly.

"If you don't like what you said, I'll blow your head off."

The author has something to say: I overestimated my hand speed again...how could I be so procrastinating...thanks to the little angel who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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