After telling you and Yoshino and Jiang Qijun, Kenyu Takakura realized the whole story. It turned out that he had misunderstood.

He was a little embarrassed, but he was also worried and confused.

Although he knew that Jiang Qijun was a good child, he sometimes felt that he had a sense of justice. He had fought with bad people a lot since he was in junior high school, from fighting on campus to outside school, until he could not see bad people nearby.

In addition, this kid was so strong that he was afraid that Jiang Qijun would break the person one day, so he made three decisions with Jiang Qijun early on.

First, you cannot join Jidao.

Second, you cannot commit crimes.

Third, you cannot put yourself in danger.

Now it is a society ruled by law. If you have any questions, go to the police and don’t go to the police yourself.

This is something that Keno Takakura often reminds Jiang Qijun. Now it seems that his apprentice is also an obedient child, at least that will basically not happen again.

Keno Takakura thought that he didn't even understand the whole story, and he got angry as soon as he came in. He suddenly couldn't hold back his old face and coughed: "Ajun..."

"Dad, let me declare first that I don't think I will never admit my mistakes!" Jiang Qijun adhered to his principles and raised his hands with a stingy head.

“Good done.”

Jiang Qijun was stunned for a moment and looked at Keno Takakura.

Keno Takakura was still with that black face, and there was no expression. He just said with a warning meaning: "However, as a parent, I still don't want my children to get involved in this dangerous thing. Leave the next thing to you, Uncle Yu and others, and go home with me later."

"Dad, I want to..."

Jiang Qijun wanted to stay, even if he couldn't help much, he wanted to stay and get the news as soon as possible.

Although he was a girl with a very bad mouth, it would be great if she could be safe.

But before he could say anything, the mechanical synthesized sound of the system sounded in his ears.

【Special target has died】

[Special goal mission - "Prayer of One-half Girl" has been suspended]

[In the reward settlement... you have obtained ten points of favorability for special goals, and you have obtained one thousand system points, one thousand special reward points]

[Please note that the draw points of the primary treasure chest are 1,000 special reward points. You can use your special reward points for the draw, or accumulate points and wait for the more advanced treasure chest to unlock]

The cold, emotionless system prompt sound was still saying something, but after hearing the phrase "The special target is dead", he could not listen to anything.

"Die, dead?!"

Jiang Qijun's pupils were tightened like needle tips, and they kept trembling.

He held his heart tightly with his right hand, pursed his lips hard, biting his lower lip between his teeth, his face looking extremely ugly.

Wei Takakura was the first to find something wrong with Jiang Qijun. As soon as she entered the door, she was secretly observing Jiang Qijun.

Because Jun Ge is very strange, when he goes out, he wears sportswear that is easy to move and goes out with a bamboo knife, as if... he has known what will happen today for a long time, and it is not a chance encounter.

Wei Takakura always looks at Jiang Qijun, and is also the person who knows Jiang Qijun's personality the best, so she always feels that there is something strange.

But she didn't say it immediately, but buried it in her heart, intending to ask him when the two of them get along alone after they go back.

But just now, Brother Jun was fine, but suddenly his face turned pale.

She hurriedly went up to support Jiang Qijun, and said nervously and worriedly: "Brother Jun, are you okay? Dad, come quickly, Brother Jun seems to be uncomfortable."

Keno Takakura was originally talking about the old words with Yuki Shino, but at this time he hurried over: "Ajun, how can you feel uncomfortable? Your face looks ugly."

Jiang Qijun took two deep breaths, calmed down, and said in a dull voice: "Dad, I'm fine, let's go home."

Staying here is already... meaningless.

...

After Jiang Qijun left the police station, he went home with Keno Takakura and his two sisters.

Takakura Wei was very worried about Jiang Qijun's health. She always wanted him to go to the hospital for a check-up on the way, but Jiang Qijun refused.

He knew his own body that he had nothing serious except that he would hurt his hand for a few days.

After Jiang Qijun returned home, he changed into training clothes and walked towards the dojo.

"Ajun, your hands are injured. Let's take a break today and stop practicing."

Keno Takakura saw that he was planning to train today, so he said with a straight face.

He smiled and said, "Master, I feel uncomfortable if I don't practice for a day. Don't worry, my left hand is fine."

"You don't know how to use the left-handed sword."

"You can practice."

Kenyu Takakura was silent for a moment and asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

"Master, it's too cunning to come to practice while my right hand is injured." Jiang Qijun screamed in an exaggerated tone, and waved his hands repeatedly, "I'll just practice with the wooden stake alone. I'll be back after sweating and warming up."

"Then you should pay attention to it."

"yes."

Jiang Qijun came out of the window in the living room, stepped on the lower edge of the corridor, walked through the yard, and entered through the back door of the dojo.

...

In the empty temple, the lights were on and silent.

Jiang Qijun stood in the middle of the dojo, holding a bamboo knife in his left hand. His right hand, which was injured and bandaged with gauze, just held the handle of the knife with his eyes closed. He raised the bamboo knife over the section above his head and held the knife to the wooden stake in front of him.

He was not wearing thick armor, but just a clean and simple white training suit, with a black belt around his waist, and his half-open chest exposed his strong chest muscles.

"call……"

In one breath, it was deep and deep...

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his momentum changed suddenly, and he let out a roar in his throat with a ferocious momentum:

"roar!!!"

This sound is like a lion's roar, and it doesn't look like a sound that humans can make.

This is his special skill "imitation sound" that is being activated. Unlike the ordinary show flow imitating the ape sound, Takakura show flow only cares about the "momentum" during attack, and does not limit those rules.

The sound of lion roar resounded throughout the temple. The sound had not stopped. The bamboo sword had arrived and slashed heavily on the wooden stake, but in a moment.

"Bang!"

There seemed to be a thunder sound on the wooden stake. The thick wooden stake could not bear the bamboo knife that was carrying the general trend and was instantly broken.

This sword move has no fancy style, but its speed and strength are so fast that it will definitely shock those who witness it with your own eyes.

This is the true strength of Jiang Qijun's quasi-sword tyrant. He has gradually found the realm of "Yizhi Tai Sword" pursued by the Demonic Liu. He is still so young and his body has not yet reached its peak of true prosperity, and he still has an upward period.

“Hu…hu…”

After one knife, Jiang Qijun was already sweating and was constantly gasping for breath.

After venting, he looked at the wooden stake that was broken by himself, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "This... will be scolded by my father tomorrow?"

He squatted in front of the broken wooden stake, scratching his head with some headache, thinking about how to report this practice wooden stake to the damage reported this month.

At this time, Jiang Qijun noticed that someone was peeking at this side at the back door.
Chapter completed!