Kiyoko Yasuura can rise up as a woman, and she has a place among the special investigators, which shows that her strength is not lacking, and she is even superior, far surpassing other men.

Otherwise, in a society like Japan, where male power is obviously higher than women's power, and there is not much difference in strength, Kiyoko Yasuura will definitely be replaced by others.

There is no absolute fairness in this world, and if you want to surpass others, or make up for the gap, you must pay more and greater costs.

That's why Dior said that Kiyoko Yasuura has worked hard and done a good job.

At least, she still has the courage to stand and make a final counterattack knowing that Dio is strong.

Of course, this also shows that she was still affected by emotion after all.

If it were other sensible people who came over, of course, they would not have been provoked so easily by Dior.

It's just a few teammates, and in front of their own lives, it's not worth mentioning.

Life is precious, but love is even more valuable.

If it is free, both can be thrown.

There are too few people who can really do this.

Perhaps it is because there are so few such people that this quality is particularly valued by others.

After all, the existence of such people has great use value for people who want to live despite everything.

People have to live in reality, and self-protection is the instinct of life.

When the real horror of life and death comes, how many people can give up their lives for the so-called freedom and love?

For most of us, we are all creatures struggling in the quagmire, life is the only thing, the rest, think about it, but don't take daydreams as reality.

Dior's soft tone not only did not let Kiyoko Yasura relax, but instead made her spine cold, and a great sense of panic hit her heart again.

Breaking the tip of a hard A-class Kuinkk long knife with a pure rouge body, this method, this ability, is really the first person to see in Kiyoko Yasuura's life.

The already shaky heart fell into the abyss completely after Dior's blow, and fully felt what despair was.

Destroying the long knife, Dio stretched out his hand, and his broad palm grabbed Kiyoko Yasuura's entire neck, and his fingers dug into her flesh.

With a little effort, it lifted it up like pinching a kitten.

It's okay not to compare them together, but when Dior's hand and Yasuura's face were placed together, Dior found that Yasuura's face was too small, estimated to be only two-thirds the size of his palm.

If you slap it with one palm, it should be able to beat the whole small brain melon into meat sauce, right?

"Let her go!"

Just as Dio was about to leave his body fluids in Kiyoko Yasuura's body, such a voice sounded behind Dio.

This line is too familiar, and it makes me feel like Dior is a villain.

Dior tilted his head slightly and looked behind him.

Ping Zizhang held the gun steadily, his face was calm, but his slightly weak legs still couldn't hide his heart.

"Oh ~ Are you CCG people so not afraid of death? Or is it... Just want to be a hero and save the beauty? ”

Naturally, Dior would not be affected by such an impressed little person, his five fingers were swollen, and circles of inexplicable substances were being transported into Kiyoko Yasuura's body.

She tried hard to pull away Dio's hand, but her whole body was sore, and the two slender thighs in black stockings kicked a few times, and finally twitched weakly and softened.

"It's the same, although I'm old, I'm a big beauty after all, and I look like I'm only in my thirties, and it's just ripe, and it's normal to kill all the people."

Seeing Dior's indifferent behavior, Ping Zizhang's eyes shrank, and without hesitation, he clasped his fingers, and the blue light flashed, nailed into Dior's heart, and a blood spot appeared there.

"Humph!"

Dior sneered, and stopped talking too much nonsense.

“TheWorld！”

A golden stand-in emerged, his hands clenched into fists, and his indifferent mechanical eyes stared at Ping Zizhang.

Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous!

His sixth sense sensed the danger of death, and constantly reminded him to flee quickly, only by escaping from here far away could he have a chance of survival!

Although it was shameful, metaphysical, and inexplicable, he finally decided to follow his instincts and wanted to step back a distance and see the situation.

In other words, it is also a correct choice to retreat directly with people and join up with reinforcements.

He wanted to save Kiyoko Yasuura, but it was too late, and since he had been controlled by Dior, there was no way to give up.

Dior's soft tone not only did not let Kiyoko Yasura relax, but instead made her spine cold, and a great sense of panic hit her heart again.

Breaking the tip of a hard A-class Kuinkk long knife with a pure rouge body, this method, this ability, is really the first person to see in Kiyoko Yasuura's life.

The already shaky heart fell into the abyss completely after Dior's blow, and fully felt what despair was.

Destroying the long knife, Dio stretched out his hand, and his broad palm grabbed Kiyoko Yasuura's entire neck, and his fingers dug into her flesh.

With a little effort, it lifted it up like pinching a kitten.

It's okay not to compare them together, but when Dior's hand and Yasuura's face were placed together, Dior found that Yasuura's face was too small, estimated to be only two-thirds the size of his palm.

If you slap it with one palm, it should be able to beat the whole small brain melon into meat sauce, right?

"Put her down!"

Just as Dio was about to leave his body fluids in Kiyoko Yasuura's body, such a voice sounded behind Dior.

Ping Zizhang held the gun steadily, his face was calm, but his slightly weak legs still couldn't hide his heart.

"Oh ~ Are you CCG people so not afraid of death? Or is it... Just want to be a hero and save the beauty? ”

Naturally, Dior would not be affected by such an impressed little person, his five fingers were swollen, and circles of inexplicable substances were being transported into Kiyoko Yasuura's body.

She tried hard to pull away Dio's hand, but her whole body was sore, and the two slender thighs in black stockings kicked a few times, and finally twitched weakly and softened.

"It's the same, although I'm old, I'm a big beauty after all, and I look like I'm only in my thirties, and it's just ripe, and it's normal to kill all the people."

Seeing Dior's indifferent behavior, Ping Zizhang's eyes shrank, and without hesitation, he clasped his fingers, and the blue light flashed, nailed into Dior's heart, and a blood spot appeared there.

"Humph!"

Dior sneered, and stopped talking too much nonsense.

“TheWorld！”

A golden stand-in emerged, his hands clenched into fists, and his indifferent mechanical eyes stared at Ping Zizhang.

Dangerous! Dangerous! Dangerous!

His sixth sense sensed the danger of death, and constantly reminded him to flee quickly, only by escaping from here far away could he have a chance of survival!

Although it was shameful, metaphysical, and inexplicable, he finally decided to follow his instincts and wanted to step back a distance and see the situation.

In other words, it is also a correct choice to retreat directly with people and join up with reinforcements.

He wanted to save Kiyoko Yasuura, but it was too late, and since he had been controlled by Dior, there was no way to give up.