My Back Table is Actually Gabriel

"Heh, this kind of rich man with a lot of money and a good personality is almost 40 years old and still unmarried. If there is no problem, you don't believe it yourself?"

Jing Keai casually glanced at the message on the text message, and thought of a man she met on a blind date before.That man was good-looking, at least he was bald before he was in his 30s, and he could chat a few words, and he didn't speak or speculate. One night, when he went to an izakaya for a drink, Jing Keai saw that blind date with another man with his own eyes. Walked into a bar that specializes in Billy, and judging by the expression and demeanor, it was obviously number 0...

Jing Keai was disgusted at the time, and then deleted the contact information and permanently blocked her in one go. If she didn't think touching the other party would dirty her hands, she would at least beat the other party until she couldn't get out of bed for three months.

Since then, Jing Keai has become less and less hopeful about blind dates.

"What kind of a blind date? Why don't you use the 'Backlight's Project' recommended by a friend, raise a boy in school, and marry him directly when he graduates from college..."

While complaining, Jing Kei walked to the blind date restaurant she had made an appointment with, preparing to deal with it briefly in exchange for a few days of leisure.Just when I reached an intersection, I suddenly saw a strange man in a windbreaker on the opposite side of the street, pulling a girl in a junior high school uniform into the alley. Although I couldn't see the expression clearly, the junior high school student The girl's body movements were obviously panicked and stiff.

"Well, met another idiot?"

Jing Keai raised her eyebrows, turned around and walked towards the alley.

Seeing injustice on the road, he drew his sword to help.

In ancient times, Jing Keai would most likely become a generation of heroines, less likely to become a generation of female devils, and Jing Jing would have the lowest probability of becoming a husband and child at home.

She doesn't have the magnanimity to serve the country and the people, and she doesn't want to be a superhero who punishes rape and eradicates evil, she just simply sees injustice.

The idiot has become one of the "labels" of Japanese culture, although there are many countries with such poor creatures dominated by the lower body.

Everyone is criticizing idiots, but very few people have paid attention to the pain and suffering of girls who have been violated.

What to do in this situation?

Of course, he beat the other party until he couldn't get out of bed for a month!

It is not an exaggeration to beat a girl to death for a few minutes of beastly lust.

As for the danger, Jing Keai really didn't worry about it.

As a karate expert, I have been practicing karate since high school. After so many years, my beating skills have already been perfected. If you say let the opponent lie down for three days, you will not let the enemy lie down for five days, let alone the men nowadays, most of them are Sitting in front of a computer desk, running 1000 meters can breathe for half a day.

If it's this kind of fighting scum, Jing Kei said that she can fight ten.

Walking into the alley, my ears suddenly became quiet, as if I had stepped into another world, and the hustle and bustle of traffic quietly faded away behind me.

The alley was very cold, a street lamp cast a pale light, and there were terrified whimpers in the depths.

Jing Keai pinched her fingers and walked over: "Hold your head and kneel down, or should I help you?"

The man in the trench coat heard the movement, stopped what he was doing, and slowly turned his head to look over.

"I suggest you go to the orthopedics department to reserve a bed for three months..."

Jing Keai stepped forward, suddenly stopped, and frowned, this idiot who turned his head to look, his pupils actually reflected green light in the night!

"What's going on?" Jing Keai frowned, "Color contact lenses or something?"

How can a person's eyes shine like a cat's?

Jing Keai's first thought was that the other party was wearing colored contact lenses, but instinctively felt that something was wrong, even if the other party did wear colored contact lenses, the eyes would not reflect the light.

The man in the windbreaker turned around and looked at Jing Keai, his eyes unscrupulously looked up and down: "The prey that came to the door is very beautiful, and the figure is also very good..."

Then the man in the windbreaker sighed regretfully: "It's because he's too old and the expiration date has passed."

"..."

The air was suddenly quiet.

The black aura named Murderous Aura was blazing behind Jing Keai, distorting the air, the strong Dou Zong was so terrifying.

"How dare you say that!!"

Jing Keai took a deep breath, and with the howling wind brought up by her right leg, she kicked it sideways like lightning.This is the three-day moon kick in the Jizhen style of karate, and it is also the most proficient attack method of Jingkei, the bone-breaking flying kick.

If this kick hits the target, the severe pain will make the opponent immediately incapacitated. Facing this idiot who mocked her, Jing Keai didn't intend to show mercy at all.

then……

"boom!"

The opponent firmly blocked the blow with his arm, his body seemed to be cast of copper and iron, and he did not move.

"The speed is good, but the strength is too weak."

The man in the windbreaker twisted his neck and gave a comment, before he could finish his sentence, he punched him.

boom!

Jing Keai crossed her hands, but felt her arms go numb, her feet staggered back, her back hit the wall directly, dust splashed and fell down, and then the slightest pain spread from her arms.

"Did you feel it?" The man in the windbreaker had a low voice, and his eyes were even more radiant, exuding a sense of oppressive force that made people flustered. "Only with this kind of power, it will hurt to beat someone."

Jing Keai took a breath, looked down from the corner of her eyes, and found that her clothes had been scratched, and there was a bloodstain on her arm, which seemed to be scratched by some kind of claw, and a trace of blood was flowing out.

"Who the hell are you guy?"

Jing Keai found that she had kicked the iron board, and she was extremely vigilant in her heart. Although there is an irreparable gap between men and women in terms of size and strength, the man in the windbreaker in front of him is obviously not the kind of power player. The power is unexpectedly terrifying.

Jing Keai faintly discovered that the idiots she met this time and those idiots she had taught her before seemed to be two different existences...

Chapter 1105

"Not right."