[Comprehensive] Sakuramoto

Don't fight that man, I can't swallow that breath.Fight him, it seems to be taken advantage of.

This is really nerve-wracking.

But since Hasebe and Fudo have such a strong desire to fight, Nezha doesn't stop them.Anyway, with him here, he won't let his knife get into trouble.

Today's Nezha is also working hard to be the man behind the sword!

After all, the swords are still from Japan, with a kind of bushido spirit, advocating one-on-one duels under non-special circumstances.Among the swords, Hasebe and Fudo are the ones with the strongest willingness to fight.

Purely in terms of strength, Hasebe, who has been polarized for a long time, has a much higher training level than Fudo, and a deeper understanding of spiritual power, so he should be a better candidate for the battle.

But Fudo, who has just returned from practicing, has not had a chance to show himself.Before going to practice, Fudo drank every day to spend his days, and he was the first sword in Honmaru.It is actually not easy for him to be trusted when he comes back like this and wants to be Nezha's right-hand man.

He needs this opportunity to prove that he is a useful knife.

Nezha has rejected Hasebu many times, and he feels a little embarrassed to reject him again this time, but it is rare to show that he does not move: "Why don't you guys guess punches."

The method is unreliable, but it works.

When Hasebe and Fudo looked at each other, there seemed to be lightning flashing.

"Stone--"

The two raised their hands.

"Scissors--"

The two clenched their fists and swung them down.

"cloth!"

Hasebe looked at the scissors in his hand and shed tears of regret, obviously he wanted to make cloth before!Why did the scissors come out!

"Haha, I won!" Fudo waved his fist in front of Hasebe to show off, and immediately corrected his attitude.

"Third Prince, just wait, I will teach this guy a lesson for you!"

No, you can't necessarily win.

Nezha didn't tell the truth, but made a letter of trust: "I believe in you."

My unmoved heart softened.The next moment, he fought aggressively with that man.

"Is this okay?" Mustache walked up to Nezha, tilted his head slightly and looked at him.

Nezha raised his head, met those cat-like eyes, and looked away guiltily: "Don't all children need encouragement?"

Nezha's perception of Mustache was very complicated when he grew up before.Even if it has changed back now, because of the difference from before, Nezha will still secretly glance at Mustache from time to time, but he dare not cling to him like before.

I can't tell whether it is driven by that restless mood to want to approach but dare not approach, or because of the restlessness caused by this situation.

After all, it was still affected.

"That's right, brother..."

"Brother, my name is Knee Maru."

"Ah, thank you. Haoxinwan often needs encouragement too."

I think you often hit him.Nezha looked at the knee ball that was wiping tears again, and then at the smiling mustache.As a just head of the family, he should be on the side of the weaker Kemaru.

But as soon as he thought about it, Mustache took out a candy and asked Nezha, "Do you want to eat?"

The voice is soft and warm, especially moving.

Ah, instant defection.

A gentle man is a terrible trap.Nezha, who had candy in his mouth, sighed in his heart.

While Nezha was eating candy, Fudo and that man were already fighting inextricably.The main attack method of Fudo is the knife method, because it is a short knife, which is more suitable for assassination, sneak attack and close combat.

Assassination and sneak attacks are basically impossible in one-on-one situations, close combat?That man is as slippery as a loach.The mind ability in that man seemed to be elastic.

After this kind of thought force stuck to Fudo, his actions were basically controlled by him. He didn't know how to unlock this ability. Fudo could only forcibly resist the interference force brought by this force.

The man didn't mean to be ruthless, and often played with poker to tease Fufu, and occasionally he would get closer to let Fudo have room to display his sword skills.

The more he fights, the more excited the man becomes. To use his own words as a metaphor, it's like a fruit farmer who sees a small apple that grows perfectly. While controlling himself not to pick the apple early, he tries to water the apple as much as possible. Nutrition, so that it can grow more perfect.

It is more exciting for a man to be able to cultivate the small apples he likes than to directly fight the mature big apples.Except fighting Kuroro.

He had wanted to fight Kuroro for too long, but unfortunately he never had the chance.After finally having a chance, Kuroro's ability to read was restricted and sealed again.Suppressing it for a long time becomes the biggest obsession.

Thinking of Kuroro, the man named Hisoka remembered that he came to this game world with a serious business to do.I'm afraid I don't have much time to exchange feelings with my new favorite little apple.

Ah, what a pity.

Hisoka, who was not very cheerful in his heart, accidentally increased the strength of his attack.

As soon as he resisted a powerful poker card, the next one had already flown in, he could only turn his head in time, and the edge of the poker brushed across his cheek, leaving a shallow scar.

"Do not move!"

Fudo was injured, so Nezha couldn't watch anymore.Kunten Aya came out, knocked away the rest of the playing cards and rolled them back.Yaken immediately stepped forward to check the wound on Fudo's face.

Mo Dong hid quickly, the wound was only a shallow one, and there was no poison on the playing cards.It heals quickly without treatment.

but!

Saliva!

There is drool on the playing cards!

Defilement is more unbearable than injury!

In this way, there are still troubles!

Hasebe, who was robbed of the opportunity: "Obviously you were asked to teach others a lesson, but you ended up delivering food."

Do not move:"……"

Ahhh, don't pull me, I can continue to fight!If you can't kill him, everyone will kill Hasebe! ! !

Being snatched from his hand, Hisoka was a little dazed.The love that stretches freely is cut off in an instant, which has never happened before.Perhaps a person with powerful mind ability broke free, but it was cut off so neatly...

Hisoka stared at Nezha with burning eyes, alas, I didn't realize that there was a big ripe apple hidden in the little apple.I really want to take it off right away.

Fudong didn't suffer any substantial harm (psychological harm is not counted), and Nezha was not really angry with Hisoka.To be reasonable, it was a group of them who watched other people take a bath first.

And the previous poker card was mostly tentative.Nezha, who is thousands of years old, doesn't hold grudges so much about children's petty fights.

No wonder!

Nezha's character does not say that flaws must be repaid, and that is definitely not repaying virtue with resentment.Hisoka's actions are, at best, a crime worthy of death.

Nezha's character is actually not good at all, and he waved the Huntian Ling at Hisoka without saying hello.

Huntian Ling is also flexible, and Hisoka can't completely avoid it even if he dodges backwards.Cutting with playing cards, Huntian Ling is so soft and slippery that there is no force point at all.

Without much effort, Hisoka was wrapped into a red silkworm baby.Huntian Ling is red, and the hair on his exposed head is also red. At first glance, it looks quite harmonious.

When a person is caught, what to do next is the problem.

"A beating?"

"Um, I can't let him go when he's tied up like this."

"How about hanging from a tree?"

"The third prince's treasure has to be taken back, how can it be used to hang him!"

"I think it's better to dig a hole and bury it."

"Then don't we have to dig a hole first?"

The swords chattered out their ideas.But there are too many people, which is not good. There will always be people who refute your views.One by one was proposed and one by one was rejected, and everyone gradually lost patience.

They are here to play games, why waste precious game time for this pervert!

Eh?play games?

"I have an idea." Yaoyan said.

The opinion of the boss is very important, and the swordsmen all look at him.

"It's a game, isn't it? Then let him hand over all his cards."

"good idea!"

"I can see it!"

"I know, I know, this is called robbery."

"What kind of robbery, it's obviously black eating black."

"Qingguang, An Ding, can you two stop talking nonsense, we are clearly innocent."

"Actually, I think the black one is not bad, the black crane would be a good surprise."

"Tsuramaru!"

It's still the group of swords that can make a fuss about a single topic, but Yaken's idea has won everyone's approval.As a captive, Hisoka did not have the right to say no. Either hand over the card, or throw it into the water, bury it in the soil, or hang it from a tree. Choose one.

Hisoka, who felt that he was not Xiaoyi and could not live in the soil, obediently took out his book. He had just joined the game not long ago, but he dealt with a lot of rotten apples that tried to get his way.Although there are not many cards, there are more than a dozen.Although most of them are useless.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, it is all spoils of war, and they confiscated it bluntly.

These cards are generally F and G grade cards, but one is particularly precious, it is actually S grade.

California held the card in his hand and read the introduction: "Carry this three-kilogram stone with you for a month, and both men and women will get pregnant!!! My God!"

The author has something to say:

I wrote Hunter mainly for this stone!Wow Kaka Kaka, Xiao Qingguang and Xiao Anding are coming soon, so stay tuned.

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