My fish pond is not limited to the world of magic

Uppercuts, back kicks, diagonal kicks, whip kicks...

The document was still carried in his left hand, but Hoshide Kazuya's movements were not hindered in the slightest.

Under his hands, the powerful super magic spirit was beaten into a rag doll, and could only whimper and beg for mercy.

The corners of his mouth curled up, his red eyes narrowed in joy, and his movements were crisp and neat.

Thanks to a certain unscrupulous teacher who has finally done a human affairs job, allowing him to take this opportunity to vent.

But there's no need to thank him face to face, let's stop complaining about him for the past two days.

Otherwise, some 25-year-old childish ghost will make an inch of it.

The curse spirit, who was beaten up by him like a briefcase that was about to be stuffed, finally couldn't bear it, and suddenly burst out with magic power, quickly pulling the distance between the two of them.Hoshide Kazuya also sneered, flicked his wrist, and activated the ability.The next moment, he suddenly appeared in front of the curse spirit, and punched the center of the bulging folder.The curse spirit screamed, staggered backwards, and fell to the ground.The surrounding scene suddenly collapsed, and returned to the dark sea in a few seconds.

Xingchu Kazuya raised his eyebrows, stood still, half-closed his eyes and stared at the falling curse spirit.He didn't think that he, who had no spells, could directly break through the domain of a super magic spirit with just a few beatings.

The sudden sound of footsteps made Hoshide Kazuya startled, and looked up to where the sound came from.The man in black pressed the brim of his hat with his right hand, put his hands in his jacket pockets, and walked slowly towards them.The man is not tall, but he feels oppressive.

Xingchuhe also took half a step back, nervous.

The curse spirit's reaction was completely opposite to his.

Finally seeing an ordinary man without spell power, he immediately jumped up, rushed behind this man, grabbed his throat, smiled sinisterly, and lifted the man into the air.

"Let me out," he stared at Hoshide Kazuya, threatening, "Otherwise..."

The man held hostage by him spoke first: "Otherwise what?" There was a bit of hoarseness in his voice, which was indifferent and full of texture.Hoshide Kazu also raised his eyes, and stared at the man suddenly.

The cobalt blue eyes shone like gems in the dark, Xing Chuhe also shook his head, as if another pair of blue eyes appeared in front of his eyes.

He looked away and stared at the curse spirit again.

The threat was interrupted, the curse spirit choked, and turned to look at the ordinary person held hostage by him.The ordinary person glanced at it sideways, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.Then it suddenly found that his sight suddenly became shorter, and his legs completely lost consciousness after the extremely short piercing pain.

The right hand hangs down weakly, staring blankly at the man, half a second later, it suddenly reacted and trembled.

--escape!

However, the moment this idea popped up in his mind, its life was over.

The "tent" gradually dissipated, and the sky was bright again. Xingchuhe also carefully moved his eyes up, and the chances of seeing a man on his shoulders were extremely high.

Ocher hair, blue eyes, dark body, not tall.

His pupils shrank, and he turned around immediately to leave.

He knows this man.One of the five cadres of Port Mafia, Zhongya Zhongyuan.During the year I worked at Port Mafia, although I didn't actually meet him, I heard quite a few rumors about this man.

This is one of the few people he must never meet when he comes to Yokohama this time.

"Where are you going?" Nakahara asked.

Hoshide Kazuya paused, turned his back, and asked, "Me?"

The other party said "hmm".Then, footsteps sounded.He licked his lower lip, turned around, and faced the man who was approaching him a little bit.

"Come to talk?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised the brim of his hat and looked into his eyes.

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"Hmm... what do you want to talk about?" The man in a white coat asked the young man squatting in front of him, holding the little girl by the hand, tilting his head slightly.

The young man smiled, with a large bag of snacks in his arms, raised his hand to straighten the sunglasses, then rubbed the little girl's hair, and responded, "About... bringing a child or something?"

"Oh?" The man looked at the young man with great interest, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Do you also have children?"

The girl squinted at him, then looked back calmly.

"Well... there is a 'child' at home." The man chuckled, withdrew his hand from the little girl's head, and stood up.

He shrugged, and then said helplessly: "It's just... I've been fighting with me all this time."

"To be honest," the man smiled wryly, and pulled the little girl beside him to his side, "This child is also like this."

He paused, raised his eyes, looked at the young man, and sighed: "Sometimes he sneaks away and can't find it."

"Teaching children is much more difficult than teaching them." The young man sighed and nodded sympathetically, then changed the subject and returned to the original topic, "So why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Okay." The man readily agreed, stroking the girl's hair, "Does Alice-chan mind?"

The blond girl looked up at the young man opposite, and after receiving the smiling gaze from behind his sunglasses, she turned her head back again, tugged at her tutu skirt, and then slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, pursing A smile without warmth.

"I don't mind, as long as Lin Taro is happy."