In fact, this guy is indeed a little dishonest, although he was caught by Yuriko's throat again, but he didn't know what mechanism was installed on his body, and he took advantage of the slight palpitations of the girl behind him because of the slight palpitations when he saw someone and bowed his back, and a burst of purple mist erupted from the back of his neck, wanting to escape from the chaos.

It's a pity,That guy's mind and timing to resist are not bad.,But these tricks are not so practical in the face of 'one pass'.,Although Yuriko can't use the computing power of the 'superpower' without opening the 'collar',But even if it's ordinary,,She's still equivalent to'the existence of the 'big power',It seems that the poisonous gas with the anesthetic effect is forcibly isolated.。

And the idea of escaping was also hindered, his body was crushed to the ground by the invisible pressure, his limbs tried hard to hold up, but the invisible force behind him became heavier and heavier, like a mountain on his back, and even his wrist bones were forced to penetrate the palm of his hand by the heavy pressure, and the blood was dripping, and if you listened carefully, you could vaguely hear the dull sound of bones breaking.

The idea is good, but in front of a 'superpower' and a celestial, let alone just an elite sniper, even the special forces king who has been trained to compete with the martial arts master can't turn the sky, especially when the concept of pro-ship is quite in line with Fang Hong's appetite, the sand dish is naturally more unlucky, and thanks to the 'lower road organization' that assists the dark department in the work, it will be in time, otherwise the hands of the sand dish will be scrapped.

Of course, although he knew that the 'suspect' in front of him was a mercenary who had been contaminated with an unknown number of lives, but just seeing the guy whose wrist was dripping with blood, even if he fainted from the pain, he was still convulsing, and the members of the elite 'lower organization' still looked at the two dark members in front of him who were just children and crooked their mouths, and these guys, who were already extremely vicious, naturally trembled slightly.

It's just three minutes late, and this guy has been tortured like this?

"Ohara, come and take him away!"

Fang Hong said to Yusuke Ohara, who had taken off his helmet in front of him, although he had not been the leader of the 'Corpse Force' for a long time, but as the person Fang Hong personally proposed from the DA organization, Fang Hong had not had a bad memory to that extent.

"Mr. Fang!"

When the armed man known as Xiao Yuan heard his name, he first bowed respectfully to Fang Hong, after all, he was guilty of being a prisoner of the DA organization, and Fang Hong was a great help in rescuing him, but although he was grateful, Xiao Yuan did not follow Fang Hong's words, but instead looked directly at the girl in a baseball cap who was only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"Well, that's right, now I'm not the leader of the 'Corpse Army', you can tell him!"

Fang Hong shrugged, looked at Erhuo's 1510 orders and couldn't send them, and then deliberately pressed Erhuo's shoulder and smiled.

"By the way, it's almost noon now, do you want the two beautiful girls to accompany the uncle to dinner, huh...... Uncle treats!"

"Well, the leader is naturally going to have a treat, what about you, Sister Yuriko?"

Sensible, Fang Hong came to her and gave Er Yu thirty-two likes, the little girl also had an expression that you can rest assured that I understand, although the members of the lower organization led by Xiao Yuan saw Fang Hong's extremely embarrassing trick, but they didn't dare to say much, they just lowered their heads and carried the sand dish that had passed out of the coma on a stretcher, and evacuated here at a faster speed than when they came.

"Let's go!"

Yuriko's promise was even more refreshing than expected.

School Park City,Seventh School District,The time is a little more than twelve o'clock at noon.。

After walking all the way, for almost half an hour, the three of them stopped near a restaurant, their rumbling stomachs were strongly protesting to Fang Hong, protesting that he was so endlessly pressing the road, and it was in great need of energy.

"Right here, do you still want to go shopping?"

"That's it!"

This time, it was not the turn of the second girl to open her mouth to resolve the embarrassment, but the pure white girl took the lead in answering, and it seemed that she should be hungry too...... Yes, Fang Hong was still worried about whether the other party would have any opinion of him because he expressed his heart to Meiqin and her at the same time before he went home, and he didn't dare to talk to her just now.

In fact, this is purely thinking too much, Fang Hong looked at the white girl in front of him with a yearning look, and even saw a trace of crystal saliva from the corner of her pale pink lips, he really wanted people to bite into it...... Of course, Fang Hong also knew that the reason why Yuriko had less opinion of herself should also be related to Mai Trin's conversation with her that night, so naturally she was even more happy and guilty about Mai Trin.

Although I felt that the restaurant that was full of people at noon would definitely not taste very good, since the two girls had already agreed, and Fang Hong's own Five Organs Temple was also in urgent need of sacrifices, it would naturally be over.

Fang Hong, as the host of the dinner, naturally took the first step to open the door.

Then~ a beautiful and refined fragrance refreshed people's hearts, and our Mr. Magician couldn't even stand it and spoke directly in admiration......

"My day, what does this smell like?"

......

Hamamen Shishang couldn't help but cover his face as he looked at the mess he was eating on the table, no doubt that he felt his face feverish, and he must have looked red to others.

"I said, can we be a little more restrained?"

Although it would be ultra vires to meddle in the 'dark department' as a 'lower organization' no matter how you think about it, Hamamian Shishang looked at the trembling waiter girl standing in front of his desk, and he couldn't help but remind him.

"Mm-hmm, today's salmon lunch feels a little different from yesterday's! ”

The woman in her boots and her legs raised high leaned against the window of the restaurant, flicking her lunch into her mouth over and over again, and asking the blonde and blue-eyed high school girl next to her.

"Well, today's mackerel, and it's a mackerel lunch with curry!"

"No wonder, this strange smell ......"

Hamame felt that his face was even redder, as if he was about to have a fever, no wonder it was already noon time to eat, but there were not many people in this small restaurant, and more customers turned around and left when they pushed them away.

"I said Flanda, since you have already eaten mackerel lunches again, then don't open the can again, the waitress is very pitiful. Takiju gently nudged the blonde Lori Flanda who was trying to blow open the opening of the can with the correction tape fuse. "You can help me say something, Juanqi. ”

"It doesn't matter, it's not interested. The quiet girl, dressed in a white puffy dress and looking to be holding a movie brochure, rejects Takiju, but remains immersed in her own world.

"The C-level works released by Hong Kong Red Dragon Company have been harmonized, and it is really a sweat for them!"

"Ahh......h