Euthanasia City at night The perfect town of Euthanasia. Three men were walking side by side. One is a pair of middle meat mid back, one is fat and small, one is long and slim, in fragmented shape.
"Oh, I wonder if we could go to war with Japan soon."
The middle meat middle-backed man who was in the middle - Zhang Qiang "Chang Zhang", a member of the Chinese Special Task Force "Brick", utters disturbing words.
"What are you talking about all of a sudden?
A long-lasting man penetrates. He is also a member of Brick, and his name is Sun Pil "Sun Bee".
"When I'm president, I'll definitely start a war with Japan, and when I win, I'll move Akihabara all the way to the mainland. Oh, when I wake up tomorrow, there's a miracle, and all of a sudden, I don't know if I've been named president."
"I also ask for imports of AV actresses. And I want to catch Eko and make him an animal."
To Zhang Qiang's words, the fat little man added with a smile. His name is Soichi Lin "Lin Zongyi". He is also a member of the brick.
"You can't transport a whole lot of land or anything. Be satisfied with Shenzhen."
And, grandson.
"Shenzhen is too far away, and now he's in a slump. Then how about this? We're going to build a very long bridge from Mount Fuji to the mainland. It's sloping, so we roll and transport peer magazines and pornographic and AV actresses from there."
Zhang Qiang confidently suggests.
"Awesome, an unlikely idea for a constant person. I knew Zhang Qiang was a genius."
"I'm talking about a normal plane ride."
A grove looking genuinely impressed with a smile and a grandson poking in with a cold look.
"Ah."
Fu and Zhang Qiang leaked their voice and stopped walking.
At the end of Zhang Qiang's gaze, a girl in white was walking. My grandchildren and Lin are also familiar people.
"Uh, Junko Yukioka. It's me, me. Long time no see."
Zhang Qiang speaks to intimacy without hesitation. Junko's leg also stops and sees Zhang Qiang with a suspicious face.
"Uh, which one is it?
"Hey, it's Zhang Qiang. Zhang Qiang. You met him the other day at the old euthanasia temple. You're the benefactor who took the woman who forgot her name but was shot with a gun to the hospital. It's terrible to forget that."
"I don't think they're named and we haven't had a conversation..."
To such familiarity, Junko the boulder also spills a bitter laugh.
"Wow, I think it's awesome to be called out like that even though you're almost someone else."
Lin says with a funny laugh looking at Zhang Qiang.
"So we're going to have a conversation, so why don't we have a little dinner? I don't know Euthanasia very well, so if you have a good restaurant, let me know. 'Cause of course it's expensive."
"Hmm... sorry. I'm going to have to go home and make dinner."
Junko refuses to invite Zhang Qiang, who approached him to a fairly close distance and numbed him, feeling heartless or drawn.
"Hey, what... I have to cook dinner... La... Does that mean I have someone to cook dinner with? You mean someone's stuff already? Yay... I'm shocked. Even though I prefer super striking kids... God, seriously, mean."
Zhang Qiang drops his shoulder disappointingly when he puts it all over him.
"No, I'm not talking about boyfriends or anything, I'm talking about a bunch of people living with me at the lab, and I'm in charge of cooking dinner."
"Oh, then can I still hope?
Shortly after Zhang Qiang was about to shine his expression, his face tightened to tension. My grandson also finds himself reflexively, and his smile disappears from the face of the forest.
At the end of the sight of the three operatives was a picture of a man pulling a gun out of his nose. That muzzle is pointing this way.
It was the grove that moved like it was first bounced. Contrary to the dull look of it, it's a quick fix. Zhang Qiang also jumps off the spot after a one-tempo delay. Only the first grandson to set himself up will not move in that position.
Junko doesn't look back, he moves one big step to the side. Gunshots rang and bullets flew through the space where Junko was, wearing the pillars of the store ahead.
Shortly after the move, Junko looked back at each body and saw the raider's face.
"Mm-hmm. That's the rumor, Lu Taniguchi. But why are you here?
It has already been informed by email from true that the man who suddenly appeared before Junko was the one who raided Mika. Besides, this time he showed up before himself and attacked me.
"I don't know the motive. I mean, I don't know how you found out I'm here."
"Is that what you're after? Junko Suzuoka"
"Hmm, looks like it"
Junko answers his grandson, who looks to land with a sharp gaze and asks, with no nervousness.
"That guy is Taboo's Taniguchi, who rumbled at Mika Tsukinawa's concert at noon. Why are you here now?
Now Zhang Qiang asks. The story of Lu Taniguchi's raid on Mika's concert was already known on the back street.
Land shows no sign of moving on to the next attack, and remains still on the spot with his gun lowered, as if he were observing with closed eyes.
"Neither do I. Yikes. It's just that Mika and I are friends, and it doesn't mean we have nothing to do with each other."
"Well, there's one thing here. It's a good thing you're a bayonet."
Zhang Qiang laughs invincibly and advances in front of Junko, confronting Lu. And when he saw it, his grandson and Lin would be smiling, and Junko would be decent.
"Are you willing to make a scene just to show that kid what's good for him and raise his liking? We're in the middle of a mission."
While I knew it was futile, my grandson said with the intention of warning.
"It's a mission that won't let you get bored, like jamming deals between sea chihuahuas and domestic mafias, that's fine. No obstacle...!
Suddenly, Zhang Qiang's voice, who had spared him, goes up on the way to the shooting bullet on land, and his complexion changes.
Zhang Qiang flew at your place. Lu does not continue to try to shoot me, but sits still on the spot, turning his closed eyes as if to observe Zhang Qiang.
"You're early inside. But if they get close, think that's it. Kill me by then, huh?
Land shoots the gun again while you're talking. Now two shots. Although one of the shots was fired at a different spot, the other shot predicted Zhang Qiang's dodging point and landed on Zhang Qiang's chest.
"Abu-ne."
Looking down at the bullet he is stopping at his chest, Zhang Qiang strokes down his chest.
"Don't make me bother."
My grandson, holding his hand against Zhang Qiang, says with a fed up look. Qigong created a barrier and stopped it just before the bullet wore Zhang Qiang's chest.
Zhang Qiang also wastes his mouth on the boulder and stuffs his time with the land at once as he steps on the zikzag.
"Weapons, knives, attacks, mysterious men"
Lu dropped his gun on his nose without any movement, and pulled out the knife whining, dropping his hips, Zhang Qiang stood close to each other to reach the range of melee attacks and scowled to the side.
Until then, it had not moved in any way, but Zhang Qiang's movement caused a flash by the knife was surprising. I thought I had flown up into the air, jumping further from there, jumping more than two meters.
Unlike the ordinary man on land, his eyes also firmly perceived the presence of an invisible qi mass that arose at Zhang Qiang's feet. He also made a bunk jump in the air using it as a stepping stone.
Zhang Qiang makes another chunk of chi out of it in the air and rides it with both legs on top of it. From the side, it looks like it's floating in the air.
"Heh, this is funny"
Seeing the sight, Junko leaked an exclamation with a smile.