Humanoid Platinum Star's Inner Love Option

"Trash! Shame! Climb for me!"

"How do I know there is an irregular stone below, brother help me..."

Kujo Ditaro looked at the faces of several people, and reminded: "You are following me for revenge? If you want revenge, please bring some reliable people, otherwise I will feel guilty for bullying mentally handicapped children."

"Who do you look down upon!"

The man with sprained feet, blushing and yelling with a thick neck.

"Stinky boy, when I came out to mess around, you were still breastfeeding in your mother's arms."

"That's right, I'm already in college, why are you still a little brother, you don't seem to be doing well."

"What the hell are you..."

"Shut up, you are the most embarrassing."

The man with sprained feet silently closed his mouth after his companions scolded him.

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a sneering smile.

"Look, your companion can't stand it anymore, which shows that you are really bad at it."

"You don't have to be so cynical. The purpose of our seeking you this time cannot be solved by talking."

Several people standing in a row took out various weapons at the same time.

Kujo Ditaro scanned around, and after finding no guns, he beckoned provocatively.

"Brat, do you really want to fight us with your bare hands?"

The man with the baseball bat poked the stick to the ground as he was sure of winning, and said loudly: "Don't say we bully you, brothers, put down the knives, we can use iron bars."

Except for the man with a sprained foot, the rest of them returned to the car and changed their weapons.

Kujo Ditaro didn't have the demeanor of a strong man. He wanted to take the opportunity to make a quick decision, but the phone rang suddenly.

"Iori, why are you looking for me?"

"Di Taro, I have good news for you."

"What good news? I'm very busy now, so tell me quickly."

"Don't spend all your time on comics. The key is to combine work and rest. We have already solved the problem on Poison Island and recruited her into the diving club."

"That's it? I still have to do something here, hang up."

Do...do people?

What does this do?Is it... serious?

Kitahara Iori put down her phone, and while dreaming, she didn't forget to ask the long-haired girl in front of her.

"Poison Island, after joining the diving club, the unequal treaty between us will be completely invalidated, are you happy?"

"I didn't even answer the empty note, can you make the decision?"

Sakurako Busushima narrowed her eyes, curled her lips and said, "Anyway, regardless of whether you can make the decision, I have already joined the diving club, and you are too embarrassed to dictate to me as a member."

"Of course, our diving agency has always been very friendly, and people are even more equal."

Kitahara Iori smiled kindly, his eyes filled with a strange light.

Sakurako Busushima crossed her arms, wondering: "You have to wear a swimsuit when you dive. Your diving agency probably doesn't have a single girl, so I suddenly regret it."

"You think too much, there are many girls in my diving club, you kind..."

In the middle of Kitahara Iori's words, his neck was strangled.

Poshima Sakura subtly smiled, her white and tender arms were full of veins.

"You kind? You have an ordinary face, and you dare to say me? Ah!?"

"I'm just...telling the truth, our diving agency...has a lot of beautiful...girls!"

Kitahara Iori did not give in, and pursued the truth even if it was difficult to speak.

Hearing these words, Sakurako Busushima's face became more defined.

"That's right, then I'll report to your club tomorrow! If there are no girls, I'll turn you into a girl."

"What do you want... only... only women's clothing is not allowed! Ya Die!"

"Women's clothing? That's a good idea, but your ordinary face is a bit difficult to deal with."

Sakurako Busushima let go of her hand, and after thinking for a while, she grinned and said, "But I believe in my makeup skills, so don't worry, Iori....chan!"

......

The night wind howled, and the sound of sea water tumbling could be heard from time to time.

Kujo Ditaro put away his mobile phone, and walked towards a group of people not far away.

"Brothers! Fuck him!"

The man with the club raised his arms and rushed out first.

Kujo Didaro didn't care about these vicious people rushing towards him, or rather, he was used to it.

As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong.

The longer a man is, the stronger he is.

A human with an iron rod can even deal with three or four unarmed people at the same time.

There is no way, the human body is very fragile, as long as it hits the iron rod hard, it is basically impossible to fight.

Kujo Tetaro isn't going to fall with one blow, but no one likes to be beaten, so...  

Afraid of being beaten, he could only beat everyone down first.

"Sine! Poof!"

"What? Pfft!"

"Wait... poof!"

"I'll just... poof!"

"Don't... poof!"

After Kujo Tetaro finished beating the man, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the van.

The man with sprained feet, after a short moment of stupefaction, hurriedly took out a pistol from his arms.

"Boy, times have changed!"

"..."

Kujo Tetaro was taken aback, and subconsciously raised his hands.

The man was holding a pistol, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

"You're so awesome, aren't you? You dared to say that to me before, but now you know you're scared?"

"I didn't expect that you would still carry guns when you are bullying the few. You are indeed a gangster, and you have no morals at all."

Facing the dark muzzle of the gun, Kujo Tetaro was a little nervous, but not too scared.

After all, his gut was telling him that the gun couldn't do him much damage.

"Stinky boy! You still dare to provoke me? You really think I dare not shoot, right?"

"I really feel that you dare not shoot."

"Little devil, be honest with me, kneel down now, or I will shoot!"

"If you have the ability... you can drive."

Kujo Tetaro put down his hands, his mind was highly concentrated, and his veins bulged.

"Stop! Chuan Gang, the eldest brother has said so, don't hurt his life."

"Yeah, such a great man, you can't mess around."

"Get out! You fucking faggot! Brat, the times have changed, you can't stand bullets, now kneel down and apologize!"

The man is waving a pistol, his demeanor is menacing, and... erratic.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

The sea wind howled, and the dark clouds covered the moon.

The sandy beach, which is not very bright, is even darker.

Passing by the downhill slope of the beach, two men were standing looking at each other from a distance.

There is a huge difference in size between the two. If they fight with bare hands, there is almost no suspense about the outcome.

However, at this moment, the thin man held a black pistol in his hand.

Ever since, the position has changed.

"Boy, this guy is not in a normal state, you should do it first."

"Hey, little brother, a man who can stretch and shrink is a good man, kneel down quickly."

"..."

Kujo Tetaro ignored the advice of the subordinates, and walked away silently.

The man straightened his arms and pointed the black muzzle of the gun straight ahead.

"Stop! Brat, I warn you, if you come over, I will not be polite!"

"Do you really think I dare not shoot? When we fought with other teams, we did it with real guns and knives!"

"Little devil! I'll make you stop!"

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You don't dare to shoot at all, otherwise your elder brother will definitely cut you to death after you go back."

"Little brat, we're messing around, but we don't care about that, we have to use extreme means at extreme times, and the elder brother asked us to slash you hard. It's normal that you can't control this speed... Hurry up and kneel down!"

While the man argued hard, he did not forget to point his gun at the ground.