A broken waist warning from a god judge

Knowing that words are useless and you can only rely on actions to clear your own innocence, the first step is defeated.

He had no choice but to go to the guest room where the interrogator lived, let alone Yunjin's reluctance, after hearing these words, Tsunayoshi Sawada's special eyes for suspicious people immediately fell on Qingguang.

"Don't even think about it."

Zetian warned Qingguang: "If it's really impossible, I'll make your bed on the floor, and it's impossible to let you go to Yunjin's room."

The veins on California Qingguang's forehead twitched.

"Say, should I summon another Fusangshen at noon tomorrow?"

Yunjin put the cleaned pudding bowl on the tray: "I don't know if those people in Honmaru know that you were summoned away by me... According to their usual behavior of superficial brothers, they must have beaten you to leave the team by themselves That person."

"In this case, call a few more."

"I also left Grandpa's contact information with the knife maker. As long as Grandpa is notified, everything will be fine."

"If my summoning can be successful a second time, it means that there is indeed a passage between the two worlds. Maybe I came here through that passage. If I want to go back, I will go back the same way."

"What do you think?"

California Qingguang immediately raised his hand: "Then can you summon Yamato Shou'an?"

"Yamato is safe and sound?"

Yun Jin took out the knife tent: "Well, his hair color and eye color have nothing to do with me, it would be wrong to say that this is my brother or something."

"But the two of us are very similar." Qingguang pointed to himself and said, "We both have black hair, so it's a good reason for us to have half-parents."

He just wanted a little friend he was familiar with to come by his side.

And the only one that can be chosen in this pill is Yamato Shou'an.

Compared with other people, Qingguang is still willing to believe in An Ding, which transcends the fetters of time and space... Well, the fundamental reason is that he used to stay with An Ding often, at least getting along with the general direction is not a problem. I don't have that confidence anymore.

"...May I ask, how many people are there in your place called Honmaru?"

Tsunayoshi Sawada thought about the small two-story building of his own house, and felt that if the call frequency was one a day, he would soon be unable to live in it.

"At least fifty or sixty?"

It is also a bit difficult for Qingguang to report the exact figures. He is familiar with only a few people, and the rest of casual acquaintances have never been paid attention to.

"Don't worry, Brother Gang, Qingguang and I will go out to rent a house in the afternoon or something. If we can't go back for a while, there is a place to stay."

Patting the small bag, Yun Jin was extremely confident: "I packed all the materials my grandpa prepared for me, and there is also a card that can be swiped unlimitedly, so it will be fine."

"Ok."

Zetian was a little disappointed: "Then..."

"Master God Judge."

California Qingguang wanted to interrupt, but Yun Jinfei gave him a look that made him hold back what he wanted to say.

"Then let's rest for a while, brother Gang, will you go out with us in the afternoon?"

"Huh? Can I do it too?"

He pointed at himself in surprise: "Is it really okay for me to go?"

"Of course."

Yun Jin pulled the calculation in his heart: "Because the place where the house is rented may be so special."

——I know you want to find a special place, but why here!

Tsunayoshi Sawada's legs were trembling faintly. This was a relatively well-known gang-related organization in the small town of Bingsheng. Because they had always kept themselves safe, they could still take a few breaths under Hibari Kyoya's cleaning activities for the time being.

Presumably, the parents of the people in this organization will be very relieved to know that their children are now changing their minds and starting a new life.

"Are we really going in here?"

Trembling and pointing at the plain facade, Zetian wished he could run away now: "Aren't we going to look at the house? There is no place for rent here, right?"

"Qing Guang, I leave it to you."

Yunjin pulled Zetian to the side and stood aside: "As my subordinate, this small matter can definitely be done."

"Guaranteed to complete the mission."

What California Qingguang was holding was a stool leg, and his body remained in the small yard, and did not come to another world with him.

But even ordinary stool legs can still display terrifying strength, and without a blade, they can also restrain their urge to stab the opponent's vitals.

The retrograde army cut too much, and became excited by accident.

"Grandpa said, if you are black and white, you won't be afraid of them coming to your door afterwards."

Qingpan, who has instilled unnecessary knowledge points in Yunjin, never imagined that Yunjin would really dare to do this: "We just need to wait patiently for a while, they should not be able to beat Qingguang."

"The problem is not this, the problem is that this is a legitimate organization."

Zetian almost knelt down to Yun Jin: "I don't know how you understand black eat black..."

"What? Your country is too strange!"

Yunjin looked even more surprised than Zetian: "This kind of criminal who disturbs the law and order can still operate legally. If he is doing ordinary people's business, why make himself like a punk!"

"Maybe it's a personal preference."

Zetian complained: "Anyway, this is absolutely not acceptable. They are not the kind of people who don't fight back after hitting the door. Let's leave before the other party reacts."

"It's too late."

Yun Jin pointed to the small building behind which was screaming, shrugged and said that the rivers flowed into the sea and never turned back: "Although it is a legally operated organization, the principle is that whoever has the biggest fist should listen to whoever has the biggest fist. When I think about it, it seems that there is no difference except that there are more certificates."

"It makes sense, but my stomach hurts."

Ever since meeting Yunjin, Zetian's stomachaches have increased several times: "Then you are going to live here forever? I think my mother definitely doesn't want to see this scene."

"...Yes, oh."

Yun Jin nodded: "Then let Qing Guang live here alone, brother A Gang, your proposal is too wise."

A pot flew from the sky and hit Zetian's head. He could imagine how furious California Qingguang was when he was told to stay here. Just clean yourself up too.

"Master God Judge, everything is packed inside."

He casually threw the blood-stained stool leg into the garbage dump at the door, and Qingguang Qingguang walked out with a relaxed look: "It's less threatening than I imagined, and someone among them took out a weapon, but the aiming method It’s too rubbish, and I fainted as soon as I hit it.”

"I also confiscated that weapon. Do you want to see it? I remember that Mutsu Mori Yoshiyuki seems to be very interested in this kind of thing. He must be very happy to see it."

Zetian's neck was stiff.

He was dragged into the small building friendly by Qing Guang, and the strong man standing in a row against the wall with fresh bruises on his face made him start to tremble.

"This this this..."

"Oh, after they couldn't beat me, they made it clear that they wanted to vote for me, but I rejected it."

To put it bluntly, Qing Guang found the most comfortable cushion and spread it on the chair, and let Yun Jin sit behind the unusually luxurious desk: "See clearly, this is your boss."

"Hello boss!"

The gangsters who couldn't beat them could only swallow the bitter water into their stomachs roared, tears mixed with blood and fell on the collars, mixed into the dusty clothes.

"..."

It's too awful.

Zetian turned sideways and covered his face, obviously these people are the ones doing bad things, but what is the sympathy in my heart? Yet?

"Boss is such an ugly title."

Yun Jin, who had the wrong focus, puffed her cheeks: "And what's the use of being the head of such a small organization."

Her dislike was palpable, and she seemed to be on the verge of calling the police and sending the group of people into the police station to calm down.

"My lord, you understand our situation. Without the cover of these people, we can't stay in this country."

Yunjin has an identity certificate, and Qingguang doesn't have one either. He is a standard black householder. If the authorities know about this, it must be the rhythm of his deportation back to his home country.

However, where did his country send him back, just to create embarrassment.

"Well, yes."

The words of the two were misinterpreted by the gangsters, especially when they saw the black-haired bodyguard——the first impression of Qingguang—the superb skills, and saw the little girl who came in behind, who was not Asian at all, with blond hair and red eyes No matter how you look at it, they are all foreign visitors...

"We won't say anything, just ask you to save us a life."

It seemed that the boss in the crowd opened his mouth. He endured the humiliation and was about to kneel on the ground with a determined expression.

"Stop him, Qingguang."

Yun Jin snapped her fingers: "If this is the case, I hope we can get along well in the days to come, Qing Guang, take them to clean up their injuries, there should be medicine here, if not..."

"No, no, we have medicines in the next room."

"That would be great."

The smile on her face was quite cute, Yun Jin tapped on the table: "I'm not some kind of devil, my subordinates are of course also the type of little angels, don't you think so?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

At this time, how could anyone dare to say otherwise? California Qingguang, who was standing next to Yunjin, kept giving them knife-like eyes, telling them to weigh the weight of the thing on their necks before speaking.

Little did he know that playing the role of a thug for the first time made Qingguang very excited from the moment he set up his posture.

When I was in Honmaru, there were not so many interesting things. It was a bit boring to teach the little gangsters, but it became very fun afterwards.

"Master God Judge."

"Just call me boss."

The business card on the table twirled in Yun Jin's hands: "This title sounds much better than Boss, and at my age, it is always more normal to be called Boss than Boss."

"It doesn't matter which one it is."

Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes were about to die. He witnessed a black-and-white fight. As a melon-eating crowd, he didn't participate in it at all, but with the attitude of those two people towards him, he must have been listed as one Waste wood is actually among the ranks of superhuman subordinates.

OTL, I'm just an ordinary town resident, life should be so exciting.

"The place to live is settled, why don't we go shopping in the shopping street."

Yunjin didn't experience the tension and excitement that should be experienced in a big event at all—this event is not as important as a stone in her eyes—she walked up to Zetian and asked if there were any local specialties here: "Look, I finally came here After a trip to another world, it would be weird not to bring something back for grandpa."

"...You just want to buy something, don't you?"

Zetian had to pay [-] points of attention: "I don't want to go to other people's shops to collect protection fees, right?"

"Why do you have such a strange idea?" Yun Jin asked, "In my country, anyone who does such a thing will be arrested. I am a law-abiding citizen, why would I do something illegal?"

Then apologize to the person who was beaten up by Qing Guang just now!

"Then clear the light and let's go."

He finally gave in.

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Don't learn from Yunjin, after all we don't have her strength, nor the protection of the sword spirit

Fixed call second place