Chapter 1620

Luke glanced over the corner of the vending machine.

I saw a young woman in her early twenties with one hand on the door of the vending machine, the other hand covering her back, her facial features wrinkled into a ball.

her face is green, her lips are biting, her tears and her nose are all coming down. Black eye shadow washes two black tear stains on her cheeks, like a ghost woman.

But the woman can't cry, and the unimaginable pain spreads from the bottom to the top. Half of her abdomen and thigh root seem to collapse and pull towards that point.

She could only breathe in and out with her mouth wide open.

This woman has a white shirt and a fancy denim vest, and a pair of tight jeans, which looks fashionable.

But at the moment, her thighs are still shaking, and the pouting Dolphin will stretch the frosted blue jeans more roundly.

At this point, Luke understood why she was the victim.

And her companion, a slightly fatter woman in a housecoat, was much luckier, still eager to ask what was wrong with her jeans.

Sometimes it's not lucky to have a good face. Luke could only shake his head slightly and sympathized with him.

In reality, the Millennium killing is not as funny as the cartoon.

No matter how good the relationship is, it's easy to make friends in this way.

Not to mention that this is a heavy hand of a strange man to a woman. He didn't make fun of it at all, but still shot it secretly.

Picking up the camera from the photographer's side, Luke calmly walked forward.

No matter the skinny man who killed that woman for thousands of years, or this photographer, they are all light red villains.

He had no burden on them to stun.

In other words, there must be a lot of women who have been stabbed in the back. It's Fair for those women to have a concussion.

Thinking about it, he flipped through the documents in the digital camera.

I don't know if I don't look. I'm scared.

Judging from the video time, the two guys have filmed the attack process of four women from last night to today.

Looking at the women's performance, Luke frowned and walked back.

Back to the photographer, he stepped on the man's palm.

In the clicking sound, the guy gave a confused and painful cry, but he still didn't wake up.

Then Luke walked to the little man lying on the side of the road in a coma, and lifted his foot between his pouted legs, so that this guy could also taste the taste of chrysanthemum stump.

Of course, he controls the force.

Otherwise, the photographer can amputate the hand without surgery, and the thin and small man's hip joint is normal in vitro.

Now, it's just a few months for them to go to the hospital.

Moreover, they dare to do this kind of thing again. They will definitely eat Shi when running - they were just "defeated" by Luke, and their luck will not be very good in the future.

Clean up these two guys, the system actually gave a total of 100 experience points.

Knock out two talents to 30, Luke back to repair the knife before entering 70 again, obviously the system also thinks they deserve it.

Behind them, the two women in front of the vending machine, looking at the handsome black windbreaker who came and went like wind, their faces were dull.

The victim forgot the pain in his jeans for a while, and then came back to his senses.

Her companion's housecoat was awakened: "Oh, are you still in pain? That damned change is too Er "

I couldn't help but look at the skinny man over there, puckering higher, and shivering:" he won't die, will he

The victim's jeans resisted the sharp pain in his lower body and bit his teeth: "this kind of hentai, it's better to die. Let's go and help me go home. Don't call the police. "

The housecoat helped her to walk a few steps, or asked in a low voice, "really don't call the police?"

The jeans hissed and gasped, saying with difficulty, "why, do you want me to repay you?"

Home service is also a thought, and then smash bar mouth, face suddenly appeared smile: "so handsome, so cold, and that black windbreaker, like the leading actor in comics oh."

Jeans subconsciously nodded, and immediately found that it was not right, and squeezed her arm: "what green are you! I'm still in pain. "

Home service quickly apologized, but added: "when I send you home, I think of it alone. Oh, I forgot to take a picture. I'll find the supermarket owner later to see if I can get to the monitor. I'll rip it down. "

Jeans: "record a copy for me."

Home clothes surprised: "you don't hurt?"

Jeans: "it hurts, but maybe I won't look at him!"

Home service as if thinking: "there is a reason."

……

Luke's side avenged the women, and the camera was thrown into storage.

Since it happened, he would not change the fact if he showed it to Selena.

This video is a case study for Selena's safety training course Right?Compared with the 100 points he just got, his work efficiency increased several times last night.

One day's intelligence reconnaissance makes his actions more targeted.

Illegal drugs thrown into the Tokyo Bay and neon tourism funds collected into the storage space have been greatly increased.

Corresponding to that, there are thirteen thousand experience points.

Without such a harvest, he was not in a good mood to buy 18 flavor sodas for a dog head.

But compared with Mexico's "blood and sweat money", neon here is basically only sweat and no blood.

That kind of gang has several lives on its hands. It's normal in Mexico. It's a dream in neon.

In the dens he took away, even a murderous villain could not be found. The evil degree was all piled up by selling illegal drugs.

Luke let some of the leaders go missing. The other boys didn't move.

Maybe soon, there will be a legend similar to the ghost butcher in the Tokyo Gang, but that doesn't matter. It can also clean up the suspicion of the Buddha.

……

During the day, Luke changed several places again to determine the terrain of Tokyo from a high place.

At night, Tokyo drizzled again.

Luke went to brush a few minutes again until the end of work at ten o'clock in the night.

At the moment, the rain grew bigger and his figure turned out from the corner of the street.

Holding the transparent Kitty umbrella sent by the little sweet fellow in one hand and the mended environmental protection bag in the other hand, he walked slowly to a large gear.

The "Pingjia" composed of red neon lights on the big shift refracts the hazy night rain into a circle of light red halo.

This is xinsuyuyuan. This is the big restaurant Luke came to.

It's one of the few big open stalls that open late at night - the rest are mostly indoors.

At the moment when Luke stood in front of the stall, the bareheaded chef in the kitchen set down his knife, took a white and dry towel and wiped his hands little by little.

At the same time, his slightly bowed head was gradually raised, which was opposite to Luke's four eyes.

Then he grinned and bowed: "I've heard a lot about you, Mr. wick."

Luke also smiled, stepped forward, and put the empty environmental protection bag on the stage: "thank you for your bag. By the way, just call me John. "

Chef bareheaded: "Hi, please take a seat. Johansson. "

Luke: Fortunately, I can't be yellow.