"I was wrong, don't fight anymore, don't fight again."

Kameda's voice grew thinner and smaller.

"Boom!"

Takeo Moribe threw Kameda to the ground, his eyes fluttering, and he put away the fruit knife.

Kameda collapsed to the ground like a dead pig, whimpering and gasping for air, struggling to get to his feet.

"Grass." Mamoto lifted his leg and kicked Kameda in the stomach, but he rolled over and rode on Kameda's belly, and his two fists smashed into Kameda's face like hailstones.

"Say, whose Mitsubishi owns?"

"Three...... What the...... Mitsubishi ......"

"Mitsubishi with Osaka license plate 36-21."

"No...... I don't know ......."

Kameda also didn't know who the owners of the two Mitsubishi cars were.

Takeo Shoubu frowned, the anger burning in his heart.

What's even worse than being cuckolded is that you don't know who gave you this cuckold, or even how many!

"I ...... I'm not going to do those things anymore. Kameda curled up, his eyes full of Venus slowly receding, "I won't send you to the wet poison ......"

Takeo Moribe completely liberated himself, and as soon as Kameda's words fell, he kicked Kameda's head with his foot mercilessly. 、

"Ahh

The stormy beating continued in the underground parking lot,

"Isn't it cool, it's cool from time to time when I ride on my wife."

Moribe stepped on Kameda's palm.

"No...... Unhappy ......"

"Send me to the damp poison, send me to the damp poison."

The guard kicked Kameda in the face, spilling saliva and snot on the ground.

He was already putting his hand away, otherwise with the blessing of "spiritual power", Kameda would not have ten lives enough for him to fight.

"Woo woo......" Kameda held his head and endured the beating of the guards.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

Takeo Shoubu picked Kameda up and kicked Kameda in the stomach again.

The guard didn't continue to step forward and beat him, and yelled at Kameda again and again.

After turning around the ground a few times, Kameda got up in embarrassment and ran towards the private car.

"I'm out, I'm ...... out"

A flattering smile squeezed out of Kameda's face, and he struggled to get into the car door with great difficulty, and locked the door without saying a word.

Through the mirrors on the left and right of the car, Kameda saw the calm face of Takeo Moratori, who stared at the car with a very cold gaze, and there seemed to be an amazing energy buried in his eyes.

Laugh.

Takeo Moratori's face had a smile that made Kameda uneasy.

",." Holding the steering wheel and wiping his nosebleed with a tissue, Kameda hurriedly ran out of the underground parking lot as soon as he hit the accelerator.

Moribe's smile shattered Kameda's mind, and his already overwhelmed heart almost stopped.

Ran out of the parking lot, Kameda

"I'm going to let you die, I'm going to make you worse than dead." Kameda grimaced, and under his twisted face, crazy thoughts brewed unabashedly.

He was actually beaten up by the guards.

He was beaten by that cowardly and incompetent waste, and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, like a dog.

He's going to get revenge!

The moment he grabbed the steering wheel, Kameda left behind the tragic situation when he was beaten, and his whole body was crazy because of the embarrassment just now!

But let him get out of the car now and fight with Takeo Moribe, or drive into it, Kameda will never dare, but as long as Takeo Moribe is still in the company, he has 10,000 ways to make Takeo Moribe worse than dead, and go to damp poison? kicked him directly to Hokkaido, and his salary was cut by seventy-seven eighty-eight, which ruined his family! Wife and daughter or something, Kameda doesn't mind raising it for him.

No, it's just that this is not enough, you can arrange some charges for him, economic espionage?

"Wait for me!" Kameda slammed on the accelerator, and Subaru rushed out of the parking lot like a tiger.

Even if you want to take revenge, you have to flee this place first, Takeo Moribe is already crazy, and he may do something.

Kameda slammed the steering wheel unwillingly, I your wife, what does it have to do with you?!

"Didi!!"

The sound of the horn of the irritable car is very penetrating, attracting the attention of pedestrians and all cars on both sides of the road, and there are few vehicles honking this kind of crazy horn on the road of the island country.

Is the owner of this Subaru in a hurry?

All the cars on the highway were making way for him, and the blocked road was cleared in an instant.

As soon as the blockage cleared, Kameda drove faster and faster, and only this crazy high speed could allow him to find himself from the embarrassment.

Gradually, a car on the highway in his field of vision was invisible, and he seemed to be in a world without people, but Kameda, who had always been cautious, did not notice this abnormal scene, and he stepped on the accelerator and continued to press hard.

Kameda's speed suddenly accelerated, and he drove into the distance where no one was around, and the whole car and people were going to fly because of the rapid speed!

"Boom !!"

Collision!

A loud crash sounded from the street outside the office building, and a Runaway Subaru crashed straight into the construction site.

A little spark ignited the fuel tank, and the terrifying flames exploded suddenly, engulfing the body in an instant.

"Ahh

Kameda, who was sitting in the car, woke up from his hallucinations, and he looked at the flames around him in horror, watching in horror as his body was engulfed by the flames little by little.

Where there was an endless open road, he drove clearly and rushed to the construction site.

The construction workers on the construction site were attracted by the crash, but looked at the burning vehicles and hid in fear.

"The front of the car has fallen apart, and the people inside can't live."

"I saw someone waving, it was scary."

"Save ......"

"Then what kind of rescue, don't put yourself in it."

"It's going to blow up!"

Several construction workers crawled to the ground with a scream, and a violent explosion sounded on the construction site.

[Lord Fox Fairy, I killed someone. 】

Takeo Shoubu didn't look back at the explosion, he said to the fox fairy in his body with some trepidation, some joy, and some relief.

He tried to suppress his excitement, but he still couldn't help but beat his toes on the ground rhythmically.

…………

Mizuno Sora naturally heard the voice of Takeo Shoubu, and the changes in Takeo Shoubu in the past few days are also under his observation.

"Don't push honest people into a hurry."

The change of Takeo Shoubu was expected by Mizuno, the more miserable a person was suppressed, the stronger the resistance that erupted.

Don't die in silence, just explode in silence.

Mayi Sada, who was biting the writing pen, asked suspiciously, "What did you say?" ”

She was wearing the uniform of a junior high school girl, and her long hair was tied up at the back of her head, and she looked very refreshing.

"Nothing."

"God is mysterious, he must be thinking about something bad."

Squinting his eyes and muttering, Mayi Sadda put his hand behind his back, grabbed his long hair, and tied it up in a refreshing ponytail.

The temperature in Tokyo at the end of February is actually not hot, but the rental house is cramped, the interior is stuffy, and the flat-roofed top floor is even more sweltering, and if it is the summer season, it is a steamer.

She pulled her hair up, revealing her smooth neck, and as she stretched her arms behind her back, the grave under her school uniform was faintly visible through the fabric.

Mizuno glanced at it, his heart racing.

He touched his nose and stood up with his legs propped up: "It's a little hot, I'll go fill two glasses of water." ”

It's going to be old, why didn't I find out that this little girl was a little bit of a figure before.

I have the impression that in addition to her beautiful face, she is not outstanding in other places.

"It's damn ......"

Provoked by the indecent scene just now, Mizuno is really a little hot now, and he urgently needs to drink some water to cool down.

When Mizuno turned around, Mayi Sada lowered his head, his cheeks flew down, and his left hand pressed the cap of the ballpoint pen repeatedly and uneasily.