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Chapter 270 Help the ashtray to reshape the bone(2/2)

Seeing the duck with his mouth flying, Makoto Kondo stared fiercely at the person who grabbed his wrist.

"Baga, do you know who I am? You little assistant dare to offend Johnnys?"

However, Sama, who was mistaken for his assistant, couldn't understand what Johnny was like in Kondo Mahiko's mouth.

When he saw the other person's eyes were aggressive, he used the karate grapple pusher without thinking.

Turn your strong wrist and pull it harder.

Click ~

"Ah!!!" A creepy scream came from afar in the quiet night.

Crack~ Another sound.

"Ah~!" The scream became louder and louder.

Before he could get on the bus, Matsuda Holyko, who had just walked to Toyota, had no time to get on the bus, he heard screams from afar and was so scared that he couldn't help but tremble.

Matsuda Holyko knew that this call came from Makoto Kondo, so it goes without saying who the one who gave it was.

Unexpectedly, the taciturn Samasang was so ruthless.

It was a good thing that she thought the other party was a shy young man, and such a person had been following Shirakawa Jun in an endless manner.

If anyone is not good for Shirakawa-kun, or have any bad ideas

Matsuda Holy Son couldn't help but shivered again, and she thought of the legendary family dead soldiers.

But Shirakawa Jun is so gentle, probably won't be able to do it.

Although she comforted herself like this, she still felt chill all over.

He was a little weak in his legs and finally opened the car door and sat inside, but he was still a little scared.

"What's wrong?" Shirakawa Kaede glanced at her strangely.

It's so cold outside? Why are you shaking constantly?

"No... nothing, it's too cold outside." The trembling Holy Sageko Matsuda changed into a flattering smile.

"Yes?" Shirakawa Kaede grabbed her hand and touched it. Well, it was really cold.

The latter touched his hand and immediately hugged his arm tightly, as if he was afraid of being abandoned.

"Who was that person just now?" Shirakawa Kaede patted her hands to show comfort.

"Kondo Mahiko, oh by the way, I'm not familiar with him. From entering the art circle to now, there are no more than ten words of what I have said in total."

Without Shirakawa Kaede asking questions, Matsuda Holyko was like pouring beans on bamboo tubes, telling all the things that just happened.

Mahiko Kondo? Shirakawa Kaede's eyes narrowed slightly, this name sounds a bit familiar.

At this time, the Sama Ma who had gone out before quietly returned to the car.

Seeing him sitting in the front row, Matsuda Shengzi began to tremble again.

"Sa horse" Shirakawa Kaede looked at him who was silent.

The latter nodded, indicating that everything was fine.

He just took off the other party's arm and then put it back.

Crack~Crack~two sounds, everything returned to its original state.

You see, nothing happened, and you don’t even have to go to the hospital.

Since he said it was okay, Shirakawa Kaede didn't take it seriously.

The other party practices martial arts all year round and knows the importance of the attack.

"Shirakawa, let's go back first." Matsuda Shengzi leaned against Shirakawa Kaede again, as if this was the only way to find a sense of security.

What are you doing, so impatient?

Shirakawa Kaede felt that Matsuda Holyko had won the award, and was a little excited today.

Tsk, little tiger teeth~ little tiger teeth~

As the taillights of the car gradually fade away.

Near the parking lot, Mahiko Kondo, holding her arms, cursing something with tears in her nose.

Bah, bitch!

Is it great to be with a wealthy man? A bitch is a bitch, and no matter how pure he pretends, he is still a bitch!

Mahiko Kondo looked at the car that was leaving with resentment on his face.
Chapter completed!
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