The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

The strong wind blowing up from the overpass bridge made Miyamoto Yukiko's temple hair fluttering. Miyamoto Yukiko walked to Yu Xian Zhisheng with a bamboo sword and looked down at him condescendingly.

Then hold the handle of the bamboo knife with both hands and raise it high.

What she poses is the most basic "one hit" front in kendo. This sword skill is not fancy at all, it pays attention to a straight, straight and happy, and the hitting effect is absolutely... The lethality is huge.

Yu Xian Zhisheng closed his eyes.

Rinarako's desperate cry, "Don't, don't touch him" seemed to be heard beside her ears. Rinarako probably really jumped into the dream she had woven for her and didn't want to come out. She was almost fooled by Yukiko herself, yet she still had the courage to plead for him.

Definitely have a concussion.

If you think about it, it is understandable to have a slight concussion. Yukiko has no family, and even her mother betrayed her and married the director of Osaka Shipyard. She could not tolerate any betrayal in her heart.

What do you want to tell her, before the bamboo knife falls? Just say it out loud - Yukiko, I only did this to solve Ouhata, I don't want Okuhata to disturb our lives again, I hope he gets away and never comes to haunt you again.

But he couldn't say it.

Yukiko, I'm sorry, I want to stay by your side.

Although he is silent, he is not alone at all.

Yu Xianzhisheng waited for a long time, but did not feel the pain.

He opened his eyes, looked up, and found that the bamboo knife was hovering above his head, only one centimeter away from his hair. Yukiko was indeed the granddaughter of Miyamoto Masao, the God of War. Playing with a knife was as smooth as playing with chopsticks.

Can't let go?

Yu Xianzhi was unable to speak, and the next second he was rubbed into his arms by Miyamoto Yukiko, who was kneeling on one knee. Her hand sank into the flesh of his back because of the force, and she sobbed lowly. , tears wet his shirt, Yu Xianzhisheng saw such a sad Yukiko for the first time, she was like a little girl who was taken away from her beloved, crying fiercely and ugly.

"I found you, childish."

Xuezi's forehead lightly knocked on his forehead, and warm tears dripped down her nose, like a boiled rain: "I can't do it without you, I really can't, my life The meaning is only you."

Yu Xianzhi was stunned, thinking that he might be wrong.

Some people in this world want you to become famous and to be on the top of the world, but some people just want you to be healthy, happy and simple.

Maybe... Yukiko doesn't need anything.

You don't need him to make money privately to pay off her debts, and you don't need him to find a way to drive out Okaba Ryuo for her. It doesn't matter even if his grades don't improve, as long as he can grow up by her side in a stable manner and accompany her to see the world. it is good.

Because she is lonely too.

A series of high-pitched whistles of police cars sounded in the distance of the overpass.

But the men who arrived earlier than the police car were the men of the Narita City Black Hand Society. They had just beaten Okabata Ryuo and accepted the new text message from the driver and ran over without stopping. At this time, they saw that Rinarako was beaten miserably. Appearance, all of them are frightened, and they cannot escape their responsibility.

"How can it be repaired!!"

The men roared loudly, took out knives from behind, jumped out of the car and ran towards Miyamoto Yukiko. They had failed their duties, but it seemed that there was still a chance to make amends and apologize, as long as they killed Miyamoto Yukiko!

"Kill! Fuck... don't let her die!" Rinarako laughed like a mad woman, blood and saliva running down the corners of her mouth.

The scene was instantly taken over by the black hand, and the crowd of onlookers was dispersed by the black hand, and there was no escape from heaven and earth.

Miyamoto Yukiko blocked Yu Xianzhi behind, Yu Xianzhi took the lead and took a step forward, blocking her, Miyamoto Yukiko frowned and pulled him behind him: " Don't make a mess, childish."

The situation is far beyond imagination.

The energy behind Rinarako poured out. This is not the power that Miyamoto Yukiko can resist today. Miyamoto Masao must be fine here, but his bones have long been buried in the tomb, and no one can protect Yukiko anymore.

Suddenly, the roar that pierced the sky swept from far and near along the overpass street, and the silver-gray-painted Lamborghini Jalpa galloped through the overpass car group like lightning, as if a wild beast broke into the sheep and rampaged.

The car owners on the road were so frightened that the horns honked loudly, and the surrounding vehicles gave way.

That's the source's car.

The roar of an angry beast stopped in front of the men of the Black Hand Society.

After the sports car was parked, Hitomi Kuroki jumped off the co-pilot, glanced at Yu Xian Zhisheng who was completely intact, muttered something, and sat back in the car again.

The long-haired samurai dressed in crow feathers took out his long legs and took out his black sword from the trunk. He nodded at Miyamoto Yukiko and pulled out the ancient sword, holding the sword in the left and the scabbard in the right, blocking the men. before.

"It was the young lady who called the old man of the Yuan family."

"The old man said that Masao Miyamoto was very good to him in the past, so you can't let you come here alone. The power behind Rinarako is very strong, and when it comes to the Council of Ministers of State, only our Yuan family can handle it temporarily."

"Are you feeling good?" the long-haired warrior suddenly asked.

Miyamoto Yukiko nodded, playing really enjoyable.

The long-haired samurai grinned, buttoned his greasy long hair, and said, "Let's leave with Yu Xian-jun when you're cool, I'll leave with the young lady later, don't worry, the Yuan family's army will soon be here. will come."

"Don't let them go!" Rinarako yelled desperately.

The long-haired samurai picked up the scabbard and slapped her face, causing Rinarako's face on the other side to be red and swollen: "Now you are talking to the source family, not to them, the two commoners, if you want to vent your anger, just shoot at her. The source family is here."

"Thank you." Yu Xian Zhisheng waved at Hitomi Kuroki who was looking over here. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Kuroki Hitomi pretended to be playing a game console, stared at him, and when he saw him talking to himself, he quickly shrank his body back and looked away, turning his head out and ignoring him.

"puff......"

Yu Xianzhisheng puffed out his mouth and smiled tightly, his face flushed red, the smile penetrated from red lips and white teeth, and soon he couldn't hold it anymore, he bent down with a smile, and smiled while supporting his knees. pant.

Hitomi Kuroki, you are so arrogant.

He didn't expect Miyamoto Yukiko to come, and he didn't expect Kuroki Hitomi to come too. He has always been good at solving things by himself, so it would be more perfect, but now this basket has become bigger and bigger, beyond his control.

Although he was helpless, he found it unexpectedly interesting.

Miyamoto Yukiko grabbed Yu Xian Zhisheng's collar and threw him into the Nissan 240SX, who was laughing.

Yu Xian Zhisheng, who was thrown into the car, was still clutching his stomach and laughing, Miyamoto Yukiko skillfully upshifted, and the sports car slid through the tea liquid that Rinarako sprayed on the ground.

Rinarako watched them leave in despair, she cried out in anger, and she fainted out of anger.

Hitomi Kuroki was playing the game console with his legs crossed, and the men who rushed up were beaten to pieces by the scabbard in the hands of the long-haired samurai. He was like a wall, guarding this world, whoever came was beaten. , the hands and feet will be broken if the hand is heavy.

The long-haired samurai waved his ancient knife repeatedly and bored, and at the same time looked up at the Nissan 240SX driving on the flyover, the dark gray clouds were dispersing, the sun was rising high from the horizon of high-rise buildings, the sun was pouring, and the beauty was breathtaking. Can't open my eyes.

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(PS. Sugar is coming, today is three watch, Bao Tian is all day long, it's time to vote)