I am in Dongying mixed society

But after hearing this invitation from the maid Ye Jian Si Xiangzi, she hesitated to stare at the maid who looked at her seriously for a moment.

Then she turned her head and looked at the car not far from where she was. When she was following Cohen and others, she borrowed it from the convenience store cashier Yasushi Sakai, which was tipped over the ground. It can be described as a motorcycle whose shell is completely scrapped.

Hey!Remember to ride the motorcycle back to me after using it!

The advice from Yasushi Sakai when she was cycling to follow Cohen and others suddenly flashed through her mind.

After that, she was struggling to get up from the ground under the influence of the pain caused by several injuries on her body.

Limping, he walked to the motorcycle that was overturned on a small step, and stretched out those little dirty hands, and took a more strenuous action than when he got up from the ground just now.

Enduring the pain on his body, Mou had enough strength to feed his whole body and lifted the blue scooter from the ground again.

then...

"No... I have to return the car..."

Chapter One Hundred and Eleven Are you a little stupid?

"Hey! Where are you dragging me?"

"Who knows..."

"You don't really want to drag me to reward men, do you?"

"Who knows..."

"Will you be serious when answering other people's questions!? Also! I warn you! I will never engage in that kind of sexual service between men and women!

If you really want to force me to do those things!I will die for you, you know!?

I will die for you!"

"Who is not serious!"

Finally, amidst the endless chatter of Miss Shenmu Yao who was dragged by herself, Watanabe Jiaxing, who hadn't paid much attention to her, couldn't help but stop.

He turned his head, and there was a serious look on the face that seemed very unspirited in ordinary days.

With a serious face, he looked down at Shen Muyao, who was dragged away on the ground by him, and was looking up at him.

Said to him without any joke in his eyes.

"This is a battlefield, not a custom shop, nor is it the filming site of the 18th banned movie. The young lady is being held hostage, and her life is at stake.

Do you think we will really catch you to do that kind of thing at this time?Are we in the mood to catch you for that kind of thing?

When do you want to play stupid in front of us?Miss Shenmu Yao!"

"I..."

The serious look of Watanabe Ieko's face made the Shenki Haruka-san, who was still making trouble for a while, could no longer pull the topic to irrelevant aspects.

She was speechless for a moment, and brought her slightly okay look.

Frowning slightly, looking at Watanabe Ikei for a moment.

immediately...

"I know this... But, in this situation, you caught me.

What can I do for you?In other words, what can I do?"

Miss Shenmu Yao, who was still pretending to be crazy and silly, returned to normal in this short time.

In other words, at this moment, she suddenly felt a feeling in her heart after looking at the serious look that Iekko Watanabe showed to her.

As if he had nowhere to hide in the eyes of the man in front of him.

There was something inexplicable in her eyes.

There is resentment, helplessness, and upset.

When these complicated things appeared at the same time and kneaded together.

Her gaze, her tone of voice, and her expression all revealed something, like the kind of innocent people who were involved in a murder case and mistakenly regarded as a criminal suspect by the police.

It seems to be complaining about the entire society, but it is full of powerless resentment that is unable to overthrow the entire society.

Yes, a feeling of helplessness that there is no way to change this shit-like reality.

Just for this very short moment.

"Please help us rescue the eldest lady from the robbers."

Ieko Watanabe, who caught the expression that flashed on the opponent's face at that moment, seemed to be unaware of the emotion that the other party had shown in that moment.

He continued to narrate his demands in his flat voice.

But facing his demands.

"I'm just a very ordinary third-year girl."

"please."

Ieko Watanabe saluted Kamiki Haruka, who was sitting on the ground in a duck sitting posture, looking up at him.

That way, it shows that his attitude towards the fifteen-year-old junior high school girl in front of him is no longer an order from the upper person to the lower person, but a kind of pleading from the same generation to the same generation.

"I..."

"please."

Kamiki Haruka just wanted to speak up and refuse again, but before she could say her thoughts, Watanabe Ikeko, who begged her at this moment, still kept her bowing, but directly held him in his hand and held it all the time. The tube of light green injection was carried to her.

"I said I'm just an ordinary elementary school girl, I don't know how to talk to people..."

"Bontaro Kamiki, born in 1971, was the national champion of the men's karate contest for Japanese high school students in 1988. In 1992, he won the national first-level athlete qualification. After marriage, he retired due to family reasons. Since then, he has never returned."

"You investigate me!?"

"please."

Hearing his father's name and his father's high school experience in the mouth of Watanabe Jiaxing, the girl named Shenmu Haruka, an emotion called anger appeared on that pretty face.

In the face of her anger, Watanabe Ikeko still maintained the look of begging.

The tone was neither overbearing nor overbearing, and sincerely asking for help, all of a sudden, the information of her father who had passed away was turned out privately, and Miss Shenmu Yao who wanted to explode was not easy to get angry at her for a while.