109. The wife wants a divorce

Keiko Shiratori hurriedly retreated behind her, but behind her was a window, and there was nowhere to escape.

The apartment is on the fifth floor and it is impossible to jump off.

Yusuke Shiratori was already close to her, and she could smell the stench on Yusuke Shiratori's body and see the bloodshot in Yusuke Shiratori's eyes.

In a trance, she also seemed to feel the coldness of the blade.

Protecting her hands in front of her, Keiko Shiratori closed her eyes.

The pain did not come, but a continuous crashing sound sounded.

When she opened her eyes, Keiko Shiratori saw that Yusuke Shiratori was lying on the ground, constantly banging her head on the floor.

Natsuhiko grabbed Yusuke Shiratori's head with his mental strength and smashed it hard.

Knock Knock Knock –

The sound echoed in the apartment.

"Who, who!" Yusuke Shiratori struggled.

Xia Yan ignored him, and didn't even bother to tease him with his right hand.

At this moment, Xia Yan just wanted to beat him up properly.

Natsuhiko originally thought that Yusuke Shiratori came to find Keiko Shiratori, probably seeking money or avoiding pursuit.

I didn't expect Yusuke Shiratori to actually hold a knife and want to kill his wife and daughter!

Just because his life is over, he also has to take his wife and daughter to the funeral?

If it weren't for Natsuhiko following Keiko Shiratori, he would have come back this afternoon and see Keiko's corpse!

Damn the guys!

Natsuhiko pushed harder, and Yusuke Shiratori's head made more contact with the floor.

Yusuke Shiratori felt dizzy in his brain, and a beeping sound sounded in his ears, and his vision blurred.

His resistance waned. To escape the police, he hid under an abandoned bridge and had been hungry for days.

He didn't understand, he successfully evaded the police, and tricked the key to the apartment from the administrator, and successfully infiltrated the apartment, why did he suddenly plant.

What happened?

Why is he banging his head on the floor?

No, how could he be like this!

"Ahh

After all, he is an adult male, and his strength is on par with Xia Yan's telekinesis.

Moreover, Xia Yan can't use all his strength for the sake of the endurance of his telekinesis.

Natsuhiko floated in front of Keiko Shiratori and looked at Yusuke Shiratori vigilantly.

He shouted so loudly, he must have opened it up!

Yusuke Shiratori looked around, but couldn't find any figures, and he looked to his right hand.

"You're the one who made the hell, aren't you?"

"You're the hell, aren't you?"

Yusuke Shiratori pointed the knife in his hand at his right hand and asked.

The right hand could not answer.

Putting his right hand on the coffee table, Yusuke Shiratori took the kitchen knife and stabbed it hard.

The kitchen knives of the island country are different from the kitchen knives of the Chinese people, and they are similar to the shape of fruit knives, with a sharp edge.

The tip of the knife pierced Yusuke Shiratori's arm.

Natsuhiko and Keiko Shiratori were stunned.

You screamed so badly, and the result was the ability to self-harm?

"Ahhhh Yusuke Shiratori, who had finished stabbing, hugged his arms and cried bitterly.

Xia Yan silently drifted away.

This man doesn't look very smart.

Probably because the blow was too big and there was something wrong with the brain.

Beware of contagion.

Yusuke Shiratori, who injured one hand, has no combat effectiveness.

Xia Yan took the murder weapon kitchen knife, used the spirit touch to convey the peace mood, and notified the glass outside.

Ruri opened the door and hurried in.

Seeing Ruri, Yusuke Shiratori stood up and wanted to attack her, but was grabbed by Natsuhiko and pressed down.

Holding a kitchen knife, Natsuhiko wanted to stab Yusuke Shiratori twice, but gave up the idea considering that the blood stains in the house were difficult to clean up.

He took the tape out of the drawer, tied Yusuke Shiratori up, and "bandaged" the wound on his arm with duct tape.

Turning around, he looked at Keiko Shiratori.

Madam, I saved you, do you want to be funny?

Keiko Shiratori spread her arms and ran towards Natsuhiko.

Natsuhiko also opened his arms, and then watched Keiko Shiratori pass through his body and hugged Ruri.

Floating to Liuli's side, Xia Yan poked the girl's face seriously.

I saved it! You're NTR!

Ruri hugged Keiko Shiratori and comforted her.

The room is dim, and a golden light shines through the gap in the curtains, sprinkled on the embracing Ruri and Keiko, combined with the beauty of the two girls, it is very artistic.

"Ahhh

Natsuhiko picked up the tape again and sealed his mouth.

Hearing that Yusuke Shiratori's cry was gone, Keiko Shiratori glanced over there.

At this time, she realized that Yusuke Shiratori had been tied up and thrown on the ground.

She looked back at Liuli in confusion and saw the familiar clothes on Liuli.

When she just went upstairs, the back she scared away was wearing such clothes.

"You've been guarding me for the past few days?" Her eyes were a little moist, and she was very moved.

"It's not me, it's Xia Yanjun." Ruri replied.

"Mr. Eraser?" Keiko Shiratori wondered.

She looked at Yusuke Shiratori on the ground again.

She was sure that Ruri didn't tie up Yusuke Shiratori in the past, but Yusuke Shiratori's body was covered with tape.

"Mr. Eraser is real?" Keiko Shiratori's eyes widened.

Of course it's true!

Natsuhiko poked Keiko Shiratori in the face.

Mr. Eraser really saved you, you have to know how to be grateful.

So don't wear those conservative clothes, they don't look good at all.

Something exciting.

But don't rush now, let's dispose of Yusuke Shiratori first.

Xia Yan wrote 110 on Ruri's hand.

Ruri dialed the police.

Three minutes later, the police car arrived, and it was Xia Yan's acquaintance who got down, two policemen, one fat and one thin.

Two policemen with their equipment in their hands looked around vigilantly.

"Where's Yusuke Shiratori?" The fat cop asked.

Ruri pointed to the coffee table.

Looking in that direction, the two policemen saw Yusuke Shiratori, who was wrapped in layers of duct tape like a courier.

Yusuke Shiratori stared at them with wide eyes and a whimpering sound.

The fat cop comes to Yusuke Shiratori, handcuffs him, and then removes the tape.

"How did it happen?" The fat cop asked.

"He was ambushed at home, saw me come home with a knife and tried to attack me, and then I subdued him." Keiko Shiratori lied.

Although she hadn't figured out Mr. Eraser's affairs yet, it was clear that it wasn't something that could be made public.

The two policemen looked at the injuries on Yusuke Shiratori's body, first a knife wound to the arm, and then a blow to the forehead.

"Practiced?" The fat cop looked at Keiko Shiratori.

"Huaxia Kung Fu, I grew up in Huaxia since I was a child." Keiko Shiratori said.

"Oh," the two policemen suddenly realized, and they took two poses, "Kung Fu! Bruce Lee, hum haha hey! Ahh ”

Natsuhiko and Keiko Shiratori laughed.

"What's wrong?" The two policemen were unaware of the nature of their actions.

"I thought of something happy about me." Keiko Shiratori replied.

Me too. Xia Yan nodded.

"Oh." The two policemen got serious, "Then, if there is nothing else, let's go first, and there will be professional policemen coming over later, asking you what happened and conducting an investigation, you don't destroy the scene." ”

After saying that, the two policemen pressed Yusuke Shiratori and walked outside.

"Wait." Keiko Shiratori stopped them.

She hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I go through the divorce procedures with him?" ”

Xia Yan's eyes lit up.

"Yes, no problem, especially since he attacked you." Said the fat cop.

Keiko Shiratori reassured and sent the two policemen away.

When she returned home, a second group of police officers also came, and they took away the murder weapon, the kitchen knife, and the blood on the coffee table, and made a simple record.

After they left, Keiko Shiratori simply cleaned up and looked at Ruri.

She asked, "What the hell is that Mr. Eraser?" ”

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