Chapter 607 Engagement (3)

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Yang Zimei didn't dodge, but raised her fist to bump into him...

"what--"

Sumo felt as if his fist had been stabbed hard by a needle, screamed, and stepped back a few steps, only to find that his fist was as if it had been injected with an anesthetic injection, and he couldn't move.

"You... despicable, use a hidden weapon!" He yelled at Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei smiled, twirling a shiny silver needle in her finger, pretending to be innocent and innocent, "Did you say that hidden weapons are not allowed? It seems not. But, am I considered a hidden weapon? It's just my help It’s just a silver needle for acupuncture.”

"Baga, go to hell!"

The sumo pounced on her again in a state of desperation...

When he was about to pounce in front of her, Yang Zimei stretched out her right foot and gave a light hook...

Pfft!
There was the sound of a dull heavy object falling to the ground.

The big sumo fell to the ground in an ugly way like a dog rushing for food.

Yang Zimei's feet lifted up again, and stepped on his fat back, crushing him so that he couldn't move.

Seeing her lightly knocking down the three huge sumo wrestlers to the ground, Huang Yunguo excitedly clapped his palms and shouted, "Long live Huaxia, long live Yang Zimei!"

"Hooray! Hooray!"

Overthrowing the flamboyant Japanese sumo wrestled for the Huaxia people, and other onlookers also shouted excitedly, filled with some kind of national sentiment.

Yang Zimei didn't have too strong national sentiments, she was just curious that the evil spirit she had just popped up would bounce back.

She moved her feet off Sumo's back and gave him a strong hook on his side, kicking his body weighing three or four hundred catties over, with his chest facing up.

She found that on the sumo's chest, there was a pentagram ornament.

Opening the eyes of the sky, I saw that there was a strong auspicious energy on the ornament.

This auspicious energy is in the shape of a pentagram, which protects his whole body.

This is the third time seeing a pentagram!

Yang Zimei stretched out her hand and pulled the pentagram ornament off her hand.

"Baga, you robber, give me back my things..."

The sumo yelled angrily.

Yang Zimei didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked to another sumo who was kicked in the neck by her and was now lying on the ground.

Sure enough, the sumo wrestler had the same pentagram ornament on it, and she tore it off and held it in her hand.

Because of Sadako, she began to have a strong interest in Onmyoji, but she couldn't start to study it.

Master refused to tell her, and she could find very little relevant information.

Now, this ornament also contains that weird yin and yang technique, so she naturally won't let it go.

"If you lose, these two things will belong to me, and then immediately get out of our Huaxia country and go back to your little Japan!"

Yang Zimei sneered, relieved Fujita Ichiro's evil spirit, turned around and prepared to leave.

The other onlookers were also extremely disgusted by throwing things at the three sumo wrestlers, and yelled at them to roll away

The three sumo wrestlers got up from the ground with great difficulty, and went back to the hotel they were staying in in despair.

"Inoue, we have been beaten and insulted, and our precious things have been robbed, what should we do?" Sumo, whose neck was kicked, asked Taiyuan Sumo.

"Baga, of course I have to take revenge! Stinky girl! I must take her back to our Great Japanese Empire, and then let her go to pat her, Baga!"

The one whose fist was pricked by Yang Zimei's needle and still hasn't returned to normal, called Sumo from Inoue scolded with an angry face.

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(End of this chapter)

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