A Panda's Martial Arts

In any case, the money finally solved his urgent needs. At least after giving the money to those bad boys, he could live a peaceful life for a while.

But when he handed over the money three days later, what greeted him was even more violent beatings.

"Isn't this my money! I recognize the mark on it!"

Several delinquent boys blocked Shingo Shimadzu in the sports warehouse, beating and cursing.

"Why did my money come to you! Did you steal our wallet that day! Return our wallet!"

"I'm not! I didn't—"

Shingo Shimadzu, who was beaten for nothing, fell into confusion. He never thought that he would be beaten after giving the money.

The delinquent boys who took the money left cursingly, leaving only Shimadzu Shingo limping back with scars all over his body.

On the way, Shingo Shimadzu wiped off the dust and footprints on his body. These are not things that can be taken home, at least not for parents to see.

He stopped only when he passed the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the street.

"Bodhisattva bless... I don't know what to do."

As soon as the words were spoken, Shimadzu Shingo himself cried out first. He didn't know when this life of seeing a ghost would count.

"I mean...I just want...I don't want to be bullied, I want to be like a Kamen Rider, I..."

After only a few words, Shingo Shimadzu couldn't continue. Memories of the past flooded his mind, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

But the mood is tidied up, and he can go home well.

But when Shingo Shimadzu was about to leave, he found that there were suddenly more words at the foot of the statue of Jizo in front of him.

Chapter 220 The Ship Came From Afar

At the port of Kagoshima, the panda is still waiting for the ship.

I have to say that technology is convenience. Panda didn't have time to say where he was before, but Johnson, who was far away in Siam, insisted on finding a boat for Panda——

Of course, it’s still a cargo ship, and this time the panda still has to sleep in the container, but the efficiency is so fast, the panda has no idea of ​​picking the fat.

Finally he was able to get on the boat and leave. It seems that worshiping Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is still useful. It is worthwhile for him to offer three empty wallets aboard. The bad luck really passed.

At the same time, he also silently crossed Johnson's name off the blacklist in his heart.

Although this golden retriever is a little unreliable in his mind, his human nature is still good, so he won't have to make trouble in the future.

I checked Johnson's text message again, and it was true that the ship would arrive at nine o'clock in the evening. The cover of night would make it easier to hide and board the ship. Panda didn't expect Johnson to have such a careful side.

But, that's exactly where the problem lies.

Many times, people will encounter that kind of situation. They carefully prepared their travel plans and booked their air tickets in advance. Because they were too excited to fall asleep all night, they rushed to the airport early the next day and waited restlessly in the waiting hall. A few hours, just to enjoy that leisurely vacation.

Then the plane was delayed.

"I see through! See through!"

Seeing that the clock on the mobile phone had reached ten past nine, the panda was so angry that he cursed at the street.

What about the boat at nine o'clock?Did the boat go to the underworld?Or is there no boat from the beginning, and he was played by Johnson?

Good guy, just one text message made him wait in the port for four days... Okay, yes, very good, know how to play, good tricks, he wrote down this move.

The angry panda put Johnson's name back on the blacklist, and at the same time put the statue of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the blacklist.

It's a bit too much to accept him for three wallets and not do anything. It's a bit too much. Since it doesn't work, it must be fake. The temple was raised, so that the little devils can also stay away from the torment of feudal superstition.

As for Johnson, who is far away in Siam, he can't reach it for the time being, but he will definitely be able to use this disgusting routine until the next time.

"After a while, I won't take that golden hair off your head...huh?"

While the panda was cursing with his mobile phone, he found a little fat man with a schoolbag on his back walking in his direction at the corner of the street.

This is very wrong, the panda once again confirmed that the other party is indeed coming in his direction, which makes it even more wrong——

You must know that he is still a little confident in his ability to hide his figure. At least after putting on a few more layers of tattered clothes, the appearance of this beggar and tramp should make people stay away spontaneously.

But obviously he was already very inconspicuous, but the little fat man still came in his direction.

Across the crowd, the eyes of the panda and the little fat man met.

Just at that moment, the panda has already confirmed the eyes.

This kid... came to find him?

"what happened?"

Facing the unknown situation, the panda ducked into the alley.

And in the corner of his eye, the little fat man coming from afar suddenly started to run faster!

His judgment just now was right!This kid is here to find him!

"Stop! Please stop!"

After only running for tens of meters, the little fat man was out of breath. The sweat-soaked loose clothes were tightly attached to his body, and his fat body was trembling from running.

"Pandasang! Please wait...uh..."

As soon as he rushed to the entrance of the alley, the little fat man choked.

In the dead end in front of him, there were no traces of homeless people, only a few mice ran across the ditch like no one else.

Is it because you run too slowly?

The little fat man named Shingo Shimadzu looked frustrated. He should have known that such a thing was impossible.

What Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva left writing to let him come to the port, what panda disguised as a homeless man would save him... These are simply impossible things, and he should have known from the beginning that these are all false.

Those handwritings might just be silly pranks, or naughty graffiti by some kid.

Or maybe it was just his own hallucination.

"Uh..." Looking at the little fat man who complained about himself, the panda on the roof lost interest.

Although I don't know how this kid found him, this kind of thing is not important anymore.

After all, he was leaving the island nation soon.

Standing on the roof with a good view, he saw the cargo ship entering the port at a glance-it turned out that Johnson hadn't lied to him, it was just that the ship arrived ten minutes late.

Considering that there will be various situations during sailing, the error of these ten minutes is not a big deal.

Now that the matter is done, it is only natural that Johnson's name will be removed from the blacklist, as well as the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva statue...

Facts have proved that it is the traditional folk culture of Japanese friends, and it is a unique local custom worthy of respect. Occasional metaphysics can add some fun to a boring life.

Touching the crown on his arm that had turned into an armband, the panda rolled towards the port after a few ups and downs.

After days of boredom in the island nation, he couldn't wait to practice with those cocks.

It is not difficult for a panda to get close to the port. Even the patrolling security cannot find him. This is the ultimate use of the blind spot of human vision, and it also includes a superb understanding of the body's operation——

Unless they stared at him from the very beginning like that little fat man just now, it was absolutely impossible for these ordinary people with average skills to find his trace.

And just as the panda was heading towards the cargo ship, several people who got off the ship also greeted him from afar.

This should be the man Johnson arranged for him. After all, it is not a secret that he took the crown to go to sea——

Obviously, Johnson, who was far away in Siam, didn't know that the crown could be big or small, so he still sent someone to meet him.

Of course, there's no need for him to tell the story, and he doesn't owe that golden retriever anything.

It's just that the few people who are in charge of responding...are they a bit too tall?

"You finally came!"

The leading man, wearing a baggy overalls, greeted him enthusiastically, speaking half-baked Siamese, and stretched out his hand for a handshake.

"We've been waiting for you for a long time!"

"Not that long."

The panda who leaned over took a look at the man's arm, and his face suddenly sank.

Then suddenly turned to avoid.

"boom--"

Portable gun barrels concealed in vambraces spewed flames, and four-gauge shotguns shredded coveralls for camouflage.

They also tore up the tattered clothes on the pandas.

220 Chapter [-] Attack and Kill

Shingo Shimadzu was awakened by the gunshots.

Everyone is running, men and women are running, the originally quiet port fell into chaos in an instant, several port guards rushed up, but these people who didn't even have guns flew out quickly, His chest was beaten to a bloody mess, and it seemed that he would not survive.

The appearance of the dead body made the crowd panic even more. People almost instinctively fled to the nearest building. Whether it was a store or a restaurant, they all closed the shutter doors, as if the thin iron sheet could bring them some safety. sense.

In just a few breaths, the entire port was empty.

Only Shingo Shimadzu was left standing there.

It's not that he didn't think about running away. In fact, he was frightened the first moment he saw the corpse. Even though he was not good at sports as a fat man, his survival instinct still urged him to run for his life.

Just before he chose to escape, something more shocking caught his eyes.

They were vicious armors one after another. The red eyes radiating from the helmets seemed to be evil spirits crawling out of hell. The hideous armor with spikes was added to cover the whole body, which made them look like crawling from the underworld. The undead generals that came out, the design sense brought by the metal lines on the armor and the retro style are perfectly combined, making this mech like an epoch-making artwork born by a pioneer cartoonist.

No man would not be shocked after seeing such a mecha, even Shingo Shimadzu.

"Hey, kid."

A ferocious mech glanced around for a few moments, then walked towards Shingo Shimadzu, speaking Japanese that he was familiar with.

"Did you see a panda just now?"

"What panda?"

Shimadzu Shingo was taken aback by the question, but felt inexplicably surprised.

Why... would you ask this?

Aren't the words written by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hallucinations?Isn't that some boring doodle?