save the judge

After the dojo training that day, everyone unanimously said that they did not see Jingujiquan’s sneaky behavior of not doing work, and Awashima Seri began to chase after Jingujiquan, hoping to have more love with Mustache learn from each other.Unlike other members who join Scepter4 who need to receive standard sabers, what Jingujiquan hangs around his waist is a classic sword that can definitely be called a work of art.

This vibrating knife is really awkward among a group of western swords, but the members of the Qing group who have seen its power wish to stay as far away from it as possible.

The only person who wants to improve himself is the deputy chief, please ignore us!Mr. Hikiri!

Jingu Jiquan had no interest in watching Higakiri's bloody torture of colleagues. One day, after instilling as much spiritual power as possible into Higakiri to follow the maneuver class, he happily slipped out of Qingyunliao to go shopping.

The days when you can play so easily are really worth cherishing!

After walking for less than 10 minutes, his heart and lungs became exhausted and he had to rest on the spot for 10 minutes. Jingujiquan leaned against the street lamp on the side of the road, fumbled in his arms for a while, and took out a cigarette and a lighter.

Light blue smoke curled up and floated up, covering the somewhat blurred vision.

Jinguji took a tentative puff of the cigarette, and after taking it, it was not the kind of mental anesthesia that would give people a moment of relaxation, but the simultaneous distorted pain of the internal organs.

The stabbing pain like a long knife stirred down from the throat, stirring up the internal organs in the body into a ball, the lungs contracted rapidly, trying to expel the harmful gas, causing Jinguji to bend down and start coughing crazily .

"Cough cough cough cough..."

He subconsciously covered his mouth, and immediately a hot and humid liquid sprayed out, and a oozing blood red dripped down his fingers.

The suffocation caused by the cough kept him awake for a long time. His eyes were dark, and the soot fell from the vibration belt of his body, and landed on the back of his hand with the blazing heat, but he did not attract the attention of the master. .

"Alas..." Jingujiquan sighed lowly, and flicked most of a cigarette into the mouth of a cleaning robot passing by, and received a serious "thank you" from the little guy.

It seems that this body is about to fail. It is no longer possible to use the nicotine in the cigarette as a mental anesthetic, which has caused negative effects. According to past experience, within a year after the tobacco and alcohol are invalid, the possessed body will quickly decline.

However, compared to the previous bodies that died in two, three, four, five weeks, this one is already considered powerful, and it has lasted for more than ten years. He, he is not her son, he thinks that even he himself will be trapped in this world.

Finally it was time to prepare to leave.

Jingujiquan took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes to have a look, and hesitantly stuffed them back into his arms. Although he couldn't smoke anymore, he could give them away, right? It's shameful to waste, shameful to waste.

So he stuffed the cigarette into his pocket again with peace of mind, and walked slowly along the street.

Speaking of which, isn't it time for work today?Why are there so many people gathered in front...

Izumi Jinguji, who was hiding a cat-like curiosity in his heart, hesitated for a while, but he was still unable to defeat the little monster who urged him to move forward.

Just take a look, take a look...

Once I saw this, I couldn't stop.

Jingujiquan ran into the scene of the bank robbery.

Three kidnappers, hostages from a bank, plus money from several vaults...

Probably the common point of human beings is their unstoppable curiosity, especially for such dangerous and exciting things, as long as they are not the parties involved, they will have an infinite spirit of inquiry.

A few lucky ones who were lucky enough to escape when the robbers came repeated their escape experience over and over again in the crowd, their faces flushed, saliva flying, and their hands dancing. Compared with the excitement of just escaping, they seemed more excited Yu himself actually encountered such a thing worth talking about.

Fortunately, the crowd of onlookers still has a basic sense of life-saving. They looked at the bank here from a distance across the road. The fully transparent glass clearly revealed the situation inside. One kidnapper held a gun, and the other two held a gun. Inside was a watermelon knife, patrolling the hostages crouching with their heads in their hands, and urging the bank staff to transfer money into the communicator code they provided.

The bank staff with a gun and two watermelon knives pressed against their necks seemed to have passed out, with a glistening layer of sweat dripping down their foreheads, and they were stammering with them while shaking their hands.

Then, the robber with the gun raised his hand and smashed the butt of the gun on the poor man's head, and the crowd around Jingongjiquan immediately cried out in unison.

The man fell down without saying a word, and the robber calmly pointed his gun at another female staff member.

"My God...why haven't the police come yet..."

"I have already called the police. It seems that the intersection over there is being repaired and I need to take a long detour..."

"But if this is the case, what about the people inside..."

The crowd whispered.

Jingujiquan stood there and thought for a while, as if he couldn't do anything in this situation.

Even if the time is suspended, he can't kill or save people, so this ability is really tasteless.And... He touched the cigarette case in his pocket, even if there was really something he could do, given his current physical condition, he should do it a little bit.

After thinking about it blankly, he turned around and was about to leave.

Before leaving, he glanced in the direction of the bank for the last time, and then met a robber.

Jingongjiquan continued to turn around, but the robber suddenly became agitated, brandished a watermelon knife and shouted something loudly to his accomplices, and kept pointing here.

???

What's wrong with this?

Jingujiquan glanced at him again inexplicably, whether he was sick or something... Then a thought crashed into his brain.

Bad ball!These three are outsiders!

And he... Jingong Jiquan suddenly looked down at himself.

He's also wearing Scepter4's dark blue uniform!

Ask, what will the three bad guys think when they happen to encounter a single policeman while they are doing bad things?

Don't they think that the policeman is here to go shopping? !

Standing there, Jingongjiquan was facing three robbers who had gathered in front of the glass. There was only a layer of glass and a five-meter-wide road between them.

May I ask, how can a semi-disabled policeman who is weak, sick and powerless prove that he broke in innocently?

Or spit a mouthful of blood and pass out.

Jinguji Izumi impassively began to consider the possibility of success in doing so.

Before he could take action, a kidnapper lifted a child at his feet, put a knife on the child's neck, raised his chin at Jingujiquan, and pointed in the direction of the door.

...Is this to let him pass?

The crowd around Jingujiquan had quietly retreated far away at some point, so there was only one civil servant in uniform standing among them.

That's right, when you encounter an old enemy who is alone, of course you must first control the person, at least you have an enemy hostage.

Pretty smart.

Jingujiquan subconsciously wanted to touch the tachi on his waist, and then remembered that Higakiri had gone out with them on field work.

He hesitated for just a moment, and the three people inside became tense. The knife on the child's neck made a long gash on the tender skin. The child's mother also knelt not far away, and immediately let out There was a cry.

Ah, really...

Jingu Jiquan raised his hands obediently, and walked into the bank door step by step under the signal of the kidnapper.

The air-conditioning in the bank was strong, and the sensor door sensed someone approaching, and immediately slid open without a sound. Jingongjiquan was shivered by the oncoming air-conditioning, and the itchiness in his throat that had not completely dissipated surged up again. It made him want to bend over and cough twice.

But before he could move, the three kidnappers vigilantly raised the weapons in their hands, and then... they took a step back in unison.

Hey, hey, hey... If you are so scared, why did you let him go there!

The vigilance against the three kidnappers just now suddenly turned into dumbfounding.

Jingu Jiquan obediently obeyed the instructions and squatted down in the corner farthest from them, then handcuffed himself with the handcuffs they threw over him.

Let's put it this way... I hope that when my colleagues come over later, they won't laugh at him when they see his appearance...

After all, he is just a civil servant, so it's normal to be captured, right?

He was so obedient, and the three kidnappers became even more suspicious. They looked at each other for a while, but no one dared to get close. The guy with the gun in the lead pretended to take a step forward in order to ensure that his position as the boss would not be shaken.

Jingujiquan slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't make a sound.

The black eyelashes are like sharp blades, drawing almost glamorous arcs on the eyes.

The guy trembled in his heart, and immediately took a step back. After realizing what he had done, a feeling of shame swept through his brain.

The people in front of them have lost their ability to resist, so what if they are the people of Scepter4, they have been captured by them, it seems that they are not as powerful as the outside world...

Thinking of this, he became more and more courageous, took another two steps forward, and raised his hand to Jingujiquan from a distance.

A turbid red light flashed, condensed into an extremely thin blade, and quickly enlarged and approached in Jingujiquan's eyes...

"Hiss—" he took a low breath.

The blade pierced his shoulder, and the bright red blood immediately stained his clothes.

The pain was second to none. He had long been used to the pain that he had to experience when attached to different bodies. The problem was... such a sudden injury made him seem to be unable to control his abilities.

Jingujiquan frowned, hoping that the support force would come sooner.

The supernatural ability always takes protecting the life of the owner as the first priority. If it suddenly loses control, what will happen to Jingongjiquan's mother who is lying in the hospital.

He exhaled as gently as possible, closed his eyes, and maintained his peace of mind.

Think about something else, first think about something else to divert your attention...

****

Yaoyan was reading an old book, and the small stove beside him was simmering fish soup on a small fire. Today, he arranged to cut out the candlesticks, and the kitchen affairs had to be handed over to Yaoyan who knew a little bit. In fact, how could Yaoyan know how to do it? He just treats cooking as an experiment, strictly controls the time and portion, and the results are actually not bad.

Fu Sangshen, with thin green hair, walked in with a serious expression, a pair of amber cat eyes were very beautiful, and there were always shallow wrinkles between the brows.

"Ah, Kagemaruden, you're here."

Yaoken put down his book, glanced at the stove first, and then turned his gaze to this colleague who had just arrived in Honmaru. His eyes flicked on the tachi with light brown scabbard on his waist, and he sighed inwardly.

Knee Maru was brought back by the troop that went out the day before yesterday, along with Datachi Taro Taidao and Mingdao Yingmaru.

Normally, the fusangshen of Honmaru wouldn't be happy to be able to acquire so much powerful combat power, but this time... it's not unhappy, it's just... it would be great if it wasn't for Kumamaru.

After all, it was difficult for them to explain to Zhenyuanshi's Chongbao and famous brother why his brother suddenly, uh... fell asleep.

Ever since the god judge suddenly vomited blood and fell into a coma that day, in the chaos, no one noticed that Mustache had also lost consciousness.

To put it simply, it should be that Fu Sangshen returned to his body, and then he was in a state where he couldn't wake up no matter what.

After Xiwan came, he took his Anijia with him every day, and he didn't even care about his body knife. He hoped that someday Anijia would suddenly wake up and see him for the first time...

Every day, I have to imagine a scene where Anika wakes up, and then conceive what I should say, so as to pass the waiting time. I made up the 130th scene where Anika hugged him enthusiastically. His face and ears were slightly red.

The medicine research on the side:? ? ?What did you think when you looked at me? You blushed? !