I Loaded the Love Game

　　 This angry kick, the kick hit, but there is a layer in the middle-the sit-up cushion, which is covered with lime powder that Watanabe Toru deliberately threw away just now.

　　 Jingliu ate a straight face.

　　 Watanabe Toru clutched his painful waist with his left hand, quickly moved away, and lost what he caught with his right hand.

　　 At the same time, he said loudly:

　　 "Miss Jingliu, I don’t know how well your chemistry is! The quicklime and water will react chemically, and then it will immediately heat up to a high temperature exceeding 300°C. Please be careful of your eyes and tongue!"

　　 "Looking for death!" Jingliu's anger was worse than the boiling of lime powder.

　　 She desperately opened her tearful eyes, and came over to Watanabe.

"I will kill you!"

　　 has been avoiding head-to-head Watanabe Toru, there is no way to escape.

　　 The two fought quickly, you come and I go, surrounded by lime and dust in the beam of sunlight, like clouds swept by the wind, like a sea of ​​clouds.

　　 "Oh~" Miki Kujo sighed as if she was watching a 3D movie.

　　 Watanabe dodges or blocked all the opponent's attacks, but his arms and feet are numb with pain. He has no doubt: Pulling open the trouser legs and sleeves, it is absolutely blue and purple!

　　 But static flow is not easy.

　　 Toru Watanabe is smart and never slackens. He is destined to be great, and he will not mistake simple chemical reactions.

　　 At this time, her eyes were crying wildly, and the temperature gradually increased. When she was an ordinary person, she had already screamed with her eyes in her arms.

　　 But Seiryu is not an Olympic Judo champion. She is a killer trained by the Kujo family and kills more people than the total population of Watanabe Toru's home village.

　　 was fierce in his heart, he insisted on killing Watanabe Toru in one breath.

　　 Toru Watanabe felt that his hands and feet were so painful that he couldn't keep up with the reaction, and knew that he couldn't keep up with it.

　　 As long as he gets a punch or kick, he will definitely lose his fighting power, and then he will only have a dead end.

　　 After Jingliu's eyes were subconsciously closed by tears, and he took a weakened punch, he found the opportunity to force his right hand with residual lime powder on her eyes.

　　 "Ah!" Jingliu couldn't restrain human instincts, and quickly moved away, covering his eyes and wailing.

　　 This time, even if she didn't poke blindly, lime powder wouldn't make her comfortable.

　　 Toru Watanabe was also uncomfortable, his face almost crooked with this fist, and his mouth was full of blood.

　　 Fortunately, he insists on brushing his teeth every morning and evening, his teeth are firm, and there is no crisis of tooth loss.

　　 Toru Watanabe's potential exploded, but under the huge pain, he produced a force of strength, pulled out a pole for the pole vault, and slammed into the static current.

　　 Jingliu relied on listening to the wind and grabbed the pole backhand only by instinct.

　　 Watanabe's expression changed. The experience brought by master free fighting made him subconsciously clamp the brace under his armpit, and then quickly pulled his arm around it for a few laps.

　　 Just as he thought, as he finished all this, there was an unstoppable force coming from the pole immediately.

　　 Fortunately, he was decisive, otherwise he would be caught in a dilemma if the opponent took the pole.

　　 Watanabe Toru Yuguang glanced at the basketball and football that he had just messed up on the ground, and regardless of whether he could play or not, he kicked it all.

　　 Some hits, some missed. According to Watanabe's idea, only a few hit the opponent on the head.

　　 Shizuryu was a little embarrassed at first, but Watanabe Toru's strength was too small, even if she used her face hard, she felt a little pain at best.

　　 She endured the burning pain in her eyes, grabbed the pole with both hands, ready to take it away in one breath.

　　 But I don’t know that this is what Toru Watanabe is doing.

　　In addition to basketball and football, there are shot puts!

　　 His left hand was wrapped around the pole, no matter it was being pulled away little by little, he bent down and squatted down, picked up the shot, and smashed it in the most violent way.

　　 Unfortunately, Watanabe's strength is still weak, and the accuracy is also worse, only hitting the opponent's chest.

　　 But this is enough.

　　 "Bang!" The shot fell and made a noise, and at the same time Jingliu was knocked to the ground.

　　 Toru Watanabe gasped hard, and the pole fell from his armpit, making him almost exhausted.

　　 Ten seconds later, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, watched the quiet stream lying on the ground groaning, and picked up the shot that rolled aside.

　　Because he didn't dare to get too close, he didn't have enough strength and couldn't aim high, so he aimed at the upper body with the largest area and smashed over.

　　 The shot began to fall midway, and was lucky enough to hit the opponent's ankle.

　　 "Ah!" Jingliu screamed, but didn't move. It seemed that he had lost the ability to resist.

　　 Watanabe staggered towards the sliding shot put, and said, "Do you know how much I paid for this day, Miss Shiryu."

　　 He blocked the continued sliding of the shot with his foot, and stooped to pick it up, resisting the pain.

　　 He didn't want to hit women, let alone kill, or more accurately, he was afraid of killing.

　　 However, the opponent stabbed himself six times, one shot of succinylcholine, and four punches in the stomach.

　　Fear is instinct, but Toru Watanabe only does what he should do.

　　 The people in black were shocked. The eldest lady’s bodyguard, the quiet current with the highest force value, was actually defeated by a student?

　　Although it is leaning on the terrain for a careless reason, failure means failure.

　　 They looked at Miki Kujo from the corner of the eye, waiting for her order.

　　Kujo Misaki looked at Watanabe Toru who was holding the shot with a blank face.

　　 Watanabe Toru is still observing Shirui's reaction, and he is about to win.

　　 He continued:

　　 "Get up at 6 in the morning, lift dumbbells for half an hour, follow the broadcast at 6:30 to dance the second set of broadcast gymnastics, and recite English and Mandarin from 7 to 8;

　　 Go to the library from 8:30 to 11, and read a biography of a person that is beneficial to life; from 2 to 4 in the afternoon, study, including biology, modern society, mathematics, and fine arts;

　　 At 7 o'clock in the evening, the 50-meter-long swimming pool must swim ten back and forth even if you are too tired; at 9 o'clock, listen to the English broadcast while lifting dumbbells or doing push-ups. Do you know how I got through this day? "

　　 The man in black has a strange face.

"enough!"

　　 Jing Liu, who had lost his resistance, suddenly sat up, covering his left eye with his left hand, and barely opening a gap in his right eye.

　　 "Bang, bang, bang." Watanabe Toru still slipped off the shot.

　　 He looked at the pistol in Jingliu's right hand and raised his hands: "This, isn't it?"

　　 "Hahahahaha!" Miki Kujo smiled happily, even pressing her flat and thin belly with her hands.

　　 After a long time, after smiling enough, she waved her hand.

　　 Jingliu put away the pistol, panting and leaning back against the basketball frame, UU reading www.uukahnshu.com closed his eyes completely, with a pained expression on his face.

　　 "Take that medicine." Kujo Miki said.

　　 Jingliu waited for a while before realizing that she was talking to her.

　　 She fumbled and took out the medicine box, and put a [healing medicine] into her mouth.

　　 Soon, the red and swollen eyes, the corners of the bleeding mouth, the unconscious feet, everything returned to its original state.

　　 She stood up with a rush, and stared at Watanabe Toru.

　　 Come again, this time I promise to kill you... This is what Watanabe understood her meaning.

　　 He is not stupid, he looked at Miki Kujo: "Miss Kujo?"

"carry on."

"......what?"

　　 "Hahaha!" Miki Kujo smiled again and clutched her belly, "Your face is so cute that you are scared white, I love it!"

　　 She took a breath and said happily: "I am very happy today, I will let you go this time. I will kill you when I feel bad next time."

　　 Kujo Miki stood up, walked to Jingryu, took the medicine in her hand and looked carefully.

　　 "Miss, I'm sorry." Jingliu bowed.

　　 "If you lose it next time, can you be cured? It's up to the doctor's level."

　　 Jingliu remembered the ankle that could not move just now, and thought that his eyes had almost disappeared: "Please don't worry, miss!"

　　 Kujo Miki put the medicine in the pocket of her school skirt and left the sports equipment room directly. Jing Liu and the man in black followed silently.

　　 After everyone left, Watanabe collapsed on a sit-up mat.

　　 The lime powder was still dancing in the beam of light, the equipment was scattered all over the floor, and the chair where Miki Kujo had been sitting was still there.

　　 Outside the warehouse door that reopened, there was a crow's cry.

　　 finally survived.