I am in Dongying mixed society

"Because... I... I've also been online occasionally... Internet... Many people on the Internet are saying... Going back to my hometown to get married, you can't just say anything!"

"puff..."

The man couldn't help being amused by the girl's words. This was the first time he laughed since he became a privately trained killer by the Hoshino team.

When the girl said the three words "no", he thought that the girl would reject him, but he didn't expect the girl to worry about such unfounded things.

"Do you believe in such gossip?"

"No... Believe it or not, this kind of thing... It's better to be taboo... After all, you're going to... soon..."

Are you about to complete your last mission in the Hoshino team?Are you still leaving soon?

Hidezawa Akai didn't let the girl say this sentence, because he took the girl in his arms before the girl choked to say this.

"Then it's up to you to decide, okay? The time to take out the ring from the bottle is up to you to decide~"

"Ok..."

The girl who was swallowed by the man in his arms answered softly.

But after she answered, the man raised his hand and stroked her cheek, wiping away the tears that fell down her cheek for her.

"Also, can you promise me one thing?"

"You...you said..."

"Don't cry, please?"

"Why... why..."

"Because..."

Having said this, the man put his hand behind the girl’s head and gently supported the girl’s back head, and with the gentle support of his hand, the whole pretty face of the girl in his arms immediately lifted upwards. Up.

He just looked at the girl's eyes with no focus, her face was full of gentle smiles he had never had before.

"Your eyes are beautiful, not suitable for tears."

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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone, I forgot that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival...

Ah~ It’s right to want to come~ For a guy like me who spends three hundred and sixty-five days a year, maybe three hundred and sixty-six days, there is only one person who has celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival this year. .

Chapter 309 Warriors of Allah!

In February, the Shizuoka Prefecture Airport welcomed a group of Arabs who would not attract the attention of others, but almost as long as someone carefully observes them, they can feel a dangerous atmosphere in them and others.

Their attire is very ordinary, and they tend to be more modern than Arabs who wear a white turban and a white long gown.

They did not carry any backpacks on their shoulders, nor did they carry any weapons in their suitcases. In any way, they looked like ordinary travelers who simply came to Japan to travel.

However, just as they walked out of this small airport in Shizuoka Prefecture and stood on the side of the road outside the Japanese airport, several expensive Mercedes Benz cars stopped directly in front of them.

"Welcome, my friend~ I didn't expect that I would wait for the great Allah to send you to me so soon."

The Mercedes-Benz headed by came down with a seemingly young woman with a double ponytail. The woman was dressed fashionable and favored the Japanese cute style. However, in terms of skin color and appearance, she was undoubtedly a qualified Middle Eastern woman.

And the character she showed at this time is also not symmetrical to her cute Japanese dress~

Imagine, how can a cute Japanese girl behave like a man, open her hands and open her 32B mind, and hug a few men quickly and boldly?

"you are..."

The moment the Arab headed saw the woman in front of her opening her heart and enthusiasm, his face was immediately full of deep doubts.

However, because of the respect for Allah, he still did not reject the woman who hugged him.

"Oh~ my dear Ould~ don’t you know me? Remember that three years ago, we were in the hand-made carpet field in Herat (Afghanistan’s third largest city) and played against those damned CIA agents. Yeah!"

"Who has worked with you in Herat! At that time, under the auspices of Allah, the one who worked with me to kill the two Yankees was a guy named Arash!

This time, he contacted me and found it for me~ What about my brother who is also a warrior of Allah?We said that we are coming to the airport to welcome us today, why didn't we see anyone?"

"Isn't that right in front of you?"

"Nonsense! My brother is a stubborn Arab warrior! You woman pretends to be my friend at least to figure out her gender first!?"

"Oh~ I knew you would say that~"

Seeing Uuld’s expression of “you bluff the ghost” in front of him, she came to greet her warmly, the friend who used to carry guns together, Miss Alazi, could not help but raise her hand in a heartfelt helplessness. I caressed my show~

"Rough angry men always go out without thinking~ I should really thank Miss Miss for making me a thinking woman~"

"Who do you scold without brains! You revealingly dressed and dishonest Aleppo bitch!"

"I'm not a Syrian! And please keep your mouth clean!?"

"A woman under the protection of Allah will never dress like you! You dare not use a scarf to cover your face, don't you dare to let people say you are shameless!?"

"Okay, okay! I don't want to continue arguing with you here! Let's end our fight!

Besides, I am really Alash!If you don’t believe me, I can tell a secret that only I know about you!

That is, your right side of the ass was hit by a US M16 bullet/bullet!A bullet wound the size of a fist was left!At that time, I used needle and thread to sew you with my own hands!"

"Oh! Allah is here! That bastard Alash! Have you even told you something that makes me feel sad!? When I see him, I must let his chrysanthemum taste the heaven that has been blessed by Allah. Produce 107 bazooka shells!"

The black history left by Mi on the battlefield that year was so ruthlessly exposed by a woman, who would not be able to stand no matter how much peace was advocated, let alone a person like Ould who was active in a battlefield in the Middle East. , A qualified Allah fighter!

"My chrysanthemum has been dedicated to my current teammate named /Alice Macmillan! They are more gay in the UK, I think she can accept it more easily than you in terms of base and Lily. I.

In addition, my friend, why don’t you believe that I am your former comrade-in-arms, Lord Alash, the most powerful warrior under the seat of Allah?"

"How can this be believed! How could a lively boy like Alash suddenly turn into a woman? Unless you can name something more convincing than the gunshot wound on my ass, only Alash just knows and he will never give any irrefutable evidence!"

"The hair on your butt was shaved by yourself with a razor. The reason is because they are so lush that you can't even cover the underwear that you haven't washed for three months.

When you shaved off the hair on your butt, you also told me today that I should not tell other people about it."

"..."

"???"

"...You are... really Alash?"

"Replace it like a fake!"