Tokyo Takeshi Convinces People with Virtue

Chapter 67 The Dragon of Adachi
The place where the Gymnasium Association used to test the free transfer is a square building, which looks like a warehouse.

The thick iron door closed.

Sasaki showed a hint of helplessness on his face and said: "I am not strong enough, please Bai Longsang to open this door."

"Oh."

Bailong raised his hand and pushed it, at least it weighed a thousand catties, and there was rust somewhere, making a rattling sound.

The interior is empty, with a wooden ladder standing there, and the tall figure is facing away from him, with a single ponytail that feels good when pulled.

Sasaki stepped forward and said respectfully, "Miss Cangmoto, someone has brought you here."

"Ah."

With a reply, the woman left the ladder with both feet, turned over deftly like a monkey, and landed on the ground.

The vertical ladder suddenly fell to the side.

Pa, some dust rose up, the woman looked ahead, put her hands on her hips and said, "Shen Gong, long time no see, do you still remember the old man?"

"Miss Kuramoto..." Yasuki Jingu showed a complex expression on his stern face.

How could he forget that when he was a child, he swore more than once that he would beat up the target when he grows up.

Makoto Kuramoto.

"It's really been a long time. It turns out that you are still alive."

"Haha, I didn't expect that the crybaby at that time would turn into the famous Tiger Adachi."

Kuramoto Mai raised his head and laughed.

Yasuki Jingu's complexion was a bit ugly.

Telling people's dark history face to face, this guy is still so insane that people want to beat him up.

If he had known that it was Makoto Kuramoto who was exempted from the examination, he shouldn't be in a hurry to come to the door today.

But now that he has come, he also wants to make up for the regrets of the year, and said with a blank expression: "Bailong, show your true skills later.

Let Ms. Kuramoto see if you are worthy of the certificate of exemption. "

"Ah."

Bai Long nodded, depending on the situation, the master should have been "bullied" by the other party a lot when he was young.

"That's right, friendship belongs to friendship, this old man will never cheat for personal gain, kid, use your best efforts."

Kuramoto Mai folded his arms around his chest, posing as a senior to teach him a lesson.

Bai Long walked to the side, opened a distance and said, "Come on!"

"Bronze wall and iron wall, steel shot!"

Mai Kuramoto recited the liberation language of the spiritual tool, and the ring worn on the index finger of his right hand emitted a dazzling light.

The bright light for a moment made it impossible to look directly at it.

After the light faded, the tall beauty with full moon breasts disappeared, replaced by an iron doll that resembled a gas tank.

The exaggerated bright red makeup painted a strange human face on the iron surface.

Maybe it's because it's too thick, the arm looks a bit short, bang bang knocked on the side, "You're welcome, use all your strength here, let the old man see how much strength you have."

Steel shots are too bulky for offense, and the only thing worthy of praise is their defense.

As Jiefangyu said, the iron wall is strong enough to block anyone's attack.

Bai Long looked hesitant and said: "This is not good, just in case I hurt you."

"It's a joke, who are you as an old man? Once the steel shot is released, no attack in this life can hurt this old man!"

Mai Kuramoto replied confidently.

Her nickname of Iron Wall is not for nothing.

"Row."

Bailong said it all, but he didn't really use his full strength.

It's just a mere test, there's no need to beat people so that they can't even see the meat.

"You grit your teeth, I'm going to fight."

"What are you talking about!" Kuramoto Mai urged impatiently. The big man, such a mother-in-law, told him to hurry up, but he was still talking.

Bailong stopped and punched out.

In an instant, Mai Kuramoto saw the Aso prairie in his hometown, and saw his late grandma standing by the river waving, calling her to come forward.

Then, unimaginably severe pain spread from the abdomen to the whole body, smashing all the revolving doors.

"Pfft!" Kuramoto Mai spat a mouthful of blood into the iron doll, and took two steps back.

The iron wall was broken.

The body trembled, but the outer steel body did not tremble at all.

"Are you alright?" Bai Long estimated that this punch would at most kill half of the other party's life.

"Cough, nice fist."

Kuramoto Mai replied stiffly, thankfully the steel body made of steel shot can cover up the face.

"I only use a little force."

"I've known it for a long time, and I only use a little bit of ability to defend."

Kuramoto Mai vomited blood.

"Then do you want another punch? I promise to hit with five points."

Bai Long suggested sincerely.

Hiss, Makoto Kuramoto took a deep breath, fearing that his life would be lost with another punch, he said in a deep voice, "Another day, I'm busy with other things, your permission will be passed."

After a pause, she said in a solemn tone: "Dragon of Adachi, this is the title bestowed on you by the old man."

According to the rules of the Gym Association, those who pass the exemption, the seniors in charge of the review can bestow the title on the other party at their discretion.

Generally speaking, only those who are considered promising by the reviewer will be donated.

After all, if the person I bestow the title on is very good, it indirectly means that I have no eyes, otherwise, it means that I know people with my eyes.

"Bailong, you still haven't thanked Senior Kuramoto."

There was a smile on Jingu Yasuki's raised face.

This nickname is casual enough... Bai Long complained in his heart, bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Cangmoto."

"You're welcome."

Mai Kuramoto swallowed blood, and she had to write a certificate of exemption.

Damn it, why is the certificate of exemption required to be written by hand!

She complained in her heart, hoping that her hands would not shake later.

……

Afternoon, 10:[-] minutes.

dining table.

Yasuki Jingu sat in the main seat, Chisa and Mingtong sat on the left, and Bailong sat in the first row on the right.

"I'm gonna start now."

When Yasuki Jingu was at home, he had to say an opening remark before everyone could chopsticks.

If not, it is random.

Young people who still talk about this.

While eating, Qiansha reported on the recent school situation, and Bailong also talked about the progress of martial arts.

Mingtong ate with a sullen head, like a poor student who didn't write his homework, and when the teacher checked his homework, he wished he could shrink into air.

She violated her father's orders, cut classes continuously, and killed Abi Yanluo.

Too guilty.

"Ming Tong."

"Hi." She subconsciously straightened her waist, spraying a few grains of rice into the white dragon bowl.

"I've said it many times, don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you have rice in your mouth."

Jingu Yasuki reprimanded the eldest daughter.

Mingtong is very wronged, it's not you who called me.

She swallowed the rice silently, nodded and said, "Hey, dad, what's the matter?"

"I agreed to my friend's invitation to go to the United States to deal with some things, and I won't be at home for a while."

Jingu Yasuki said something serious, "I'm leaving tomorrow, and the family affairs will be handled by Bailong.

He has been granted a dispensation. "

"Eh?!" Jingong Mingtong's light purple eyes widened, his face full of shock.

A strange color flashed in Qiansha's eyes.

"Yes, this is the certificate."

Bailong took out a light yellow certificate, on which was written in ink Bailong's name, title, and the year and month when he obtained the Jingu-style exemption, and stamped with the conspicuous seal of the Gymnasium Association.

Signed by Mae Kuramoto at bottom.

　PS: Thanks for the 2020 sad snow, book friend 20210917091435859 for the reward

　　
　
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