Comprehensive Dimensional Double Repair

"If I really die, wouldn't you be very sad?"

Makoto Ito shook his head. He never thought he was going to die. Even if Saber didn't come out to help, he still had a way to escape the attack.

"Damn it, just know that people worry about you."

Saber smiled bitterly, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sword of victory oath gave out a golden brilliance, the sword aura soared to the sky, surrounded by countless golden lights, and it was even impossible for people to watch it with normal naked eyes.

"Are you going to kill?"

Saber gave Makoto Ito subconsciously before doing it.

"It's okay not to kill that woman, everyone else? Kill them all."

Makoto Ito smiled and sat aside, drinking tea leisurely.

"Hey, really, it's still a woman at this time."

Saber's face was reddish, and he glanced at Judy with a bit of discomfort, "Who is more beautiful to the master than me?"

"Of course it is the great and sacred King Arthur Altria."

Makoto Ito answered without hesitation, this is indeed the truth, Saber knows the United States many times better than Judy.

"That's right."

Saber smiled, his sword gas soared to the sky, and the entire basement began to burst, and golden lights spread out like a golden dragon. A powerful jet surf cut through the sky, accompanied by a huge roar, instantly turning into a whole. Mission ruins.

Everything is over, everyone is dead, including Kuroba. Judy on one side is standing in the field, looking at everything around him, not even the powder is left, just vanishing in ashes.

In a short moment, the rumored black organization was wiped out. The girl with broken golden hair leaned on Ito Makoto's arms, kissed his thin lips, and then let go of her hand reluctantly. I'm going back to the world of Kuro cards first, don't bother you ** be happy."

After she finished speaking, she smiled slightly. Makoto Ito has so many women, she is used to it. Sometimes it is enough to stand quietly in the space of the Kuro card and watch the person you like is well. As for Others are actually not important.

"Well, when I complete my dream, I will be together with you."

Makoto Ito nodded.

"Puff, what is your dream?"

"Dream? Of course, all the two-dimensional beauties are included in the **. At that time, I will create a real bliss on earth, a blissful world that belongs to me alone."

Makoto Ito stretched out his hand and gently brushed her cheek, with a look in his eyes.

"Cut, then I will wait for you?"

The person whose voice had just dropped saber was gone.

All that was left was that Judy stood alone in the field. There was no one around him. Unknowingly, the time had turned dark. It was a dark night again, and the night itself was the best time to make love.

The woman stood on the spot, looking at the extremely handsome young man in the distance. Her amber eyes were looking at herself. Judy's face was blushing. Makoto Ito walked over step by step and hugged her in her arms. The hands slowly penetrated into the inside of her clothes, and gently stretched out his hands to untie her coat.

Under the black trench coat, after Judy's coat was untied, she finally revealed the truly attractive side. Her figure was perfect. Makoto Ito pulled off her glasses and stared at her beautiful body. His hands brushed her body, and the person holding her walked towards the bedroom step by step.

"You...you are such a fuck."

Judy's face was blushing, she could feel Makoto Ito’s heartbeat. I don’t know why, even herself. She found that her heart could not give birth to any rejection. Makoto Ito’s handsome face was calm and calm. There was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, as if nothing could make him angry.

She is elegant and calm, with a demeanor that exudes fatal attraction, "I can guarantee that no woman will choose to refuse. Really, I have never seen a special boy like you..."

She was blushing and muttered to herself, she was twenty-five years old this year, her figure was very attractive, the waves on her chest were undulating, the willow was against Makoto Ito's body, and her people were thrown on the bed.

"Then you should know what I am going to do, right?"

Makoto Ito smiled indifferently, and rode on her as if she was riding a docile mare. Her face was blushing and her black lace-up hood was exposed. Makoto Ito put his hand on her. The sling behind her was untied gently, and then she was kissing her lips while making movements.

Judy blushed, and her body fell into Makoto Ito’s arms. He was like an aggregation of angels and demons, as if there would never be any uncomfortable feelings. Her mind was so pure, she knew I can't refuse Makoto Ito. Everything about Makoto Ito is so compelling to love, and that beautiful and extraordinary face alone is enough to make him unable to forget.

The young man leaned on her, and the movements were so skillful that he didn't seem to be doing it for the first time. Of course, Makoto Ito did not do it for the first time. He had done it countless times, and he was good at it. , And the skills have long been mastered.

The beautiful Judy, soft in the arms of the young man, like a lamb in the hands of a hunter, could not give birth to any rejection at all. Her heart became extremely accelerated, and her face was filled with a touch of depth. Deep blush.

There was too much to say in his eyes, and he couldn’t talk because Ito Makoto’s mouth was kissed hard, not only the upper mouth, but also her lower mouth. Her body felt a burst of discomfort, as if There are a thousand and ten thousand ants biting on her body.

After I got used to it, I started to learn to adapt to this rhythm. The bright red of falling flowers fell on the ground, as if to say that all this is true, there is no falsehood at all.

"This... I have lived for so many years, but I never thought it was given to you for the first time."

Judy covered her face, a little shy, a little hard to speak, but more of it was a little more happy.

A woman always hopes that she can find someone she loves. She didn't like Makoto Ito at the beginning, but Makoto Ito now has to let him not love her. The figure of young people reverberates in her mind all the time. That boy named Makoto Ito, I don't know how many times she has walked through her.

Makoto Ito is like a Dinghai Shenzhen that will never wither, quietly erected in the posture of Guanyin sitting on the lotus, making her want to die.

Chapter Twelve Pushing Middle Mori Aoko

I am going to return to Tokyo from Gutian as soon as possible. After all, so many people died in the black organization. Naturally, I hope to avoid trouble. Having trouble means having to kill some people who are blocking the road ahead. There is no alternative.

Sitting in the taxi, the driver drove the area towards Tokyo. Makoto Ito looked at the scenery outside the window thoughtfully. There was a high school in the distance. A sense of familiarity came from it. This sense of familiarity is not just because of simple familiarity, but a person who is very familiar, at least from the appearance, it seems to be a girl in memory, exactly the same girl as Xiaolan.

She was walking quietly on the road with a backpack in her hand. Her name was Aoko Nakamori, the daughter of the local police chief. "Come here."

Makoto Ito got out of the car and followed straight behind him.

Perhaps she noticed that someone was following her, Qingzi subconsciously stopped her steps, turned her head and looked behind her, but there was no one. She smiled slightly and continued walking again.

She is different from Xiaolan. She doesn't have the strength of Taekwondo. She is just an ordinary female student. Many times, she is just doing what she wants to do, like waiting for something to lead her normal life.

However, his heart is a bit confused now. Hearing from his father that Kuroba is going to die soon, although he is only a friend, he is also a little sad. She looked at the sky and smiled slightly. She must live happily every day. This is a lot. No one can be like her, because most people will be frustrated for a long time when they encounter setbacks, and there will be rushing footsteps behind her. She turned around quickly, but saw a thief pull out a dagger. It was placed directly on her neck, and the tip of the dagger was very close to her. If there was a slight movement, she might die.

"Take out your money, hurry up, or I will kill you."

"me……"

She faltered and opened the backpack, feeling a little helpless, because there was no one around, so it would be very dangerous.

"Hurry up, I haven't eaten for three days."

The thief coughed and coughed a few times, and his face was hideous.

"Hey, let go of that girl."

With a sound like a savior, the handsome boy walked over slowly, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, staring at the thief, his eyes became a little colder.

"Yo, kid, do you want a hero to save beauty?"

The thief showed anger. In his opinion, Aoko Nakamori was just rubbish, so he directly put down the dagger hanging on Aoko Nakamori and ran towards Makoto Ito quickly. He wanted to kill Makoto Ito.

The young man stood quietly and dodged his body. When the thief saw this, he seemed to be a practising man, so he turned over and ran behind Makoto Ito, stabbed it directly into Makoto Ito's shoulder, and the blood spurted out. .