If Kosaka Kyosuke Had a Saber Face

Staring intently at this wave of wonderful stage plays.

In the boring daily life, such lively scenes full of blood and fishy smell are precious.

Yejian frowned again, and the white and tender skin slightly wrinkled between the brows made the onlookers feel distressed.

He turned around calmly, standing gracefully like a big star posing in front of the camera, not like he was in danger of being punched in the face by someone.

Shengqing's pupils reflected Shibuya's boyfriend's ferocious face of Shibuya's boyfriend, whose eyes were so red with blood surging.

The slender wrist turned, and the white butterfly that once landed on Shibuya-ki's wrist swayed in the air and perched on Shibuya-ki's boyfriend's neck.

The boy with distorted face opened his eyes wide, staring intently at Yemi who gently stretched his brows.

...It's really a hand that is much tenderer than Maiko's. Could it be that I'm really gay?

It was his last fleeting thought.

Like a marionette with a broken thread, its neck was strangely folded on its shoulders, and the limbs that were originally tense also collapsed loosely.

It fell with a "bang" beside the Shibuya girl.

Ye Jian gracefully shook off the sweat that belonged to her Shibuya boyfriend on her palm, and the delicate arc drawn by her plain white palm in the air made every onlooker think that they saw the looming white butterfly again.

Abnormally beautiful but deadly pollen.

Even in Ye Jian's subjective judgment, he felt that this boy who was originally good-looking but twisted like a ghost after death had no way to die at all.

But do things must not leave future troubles.

As for killing people in the street, there will naturally be guys who come to deal with the aftermath.

Surrounded by more and more onlookers, after a moment of silence, the classroom, like the bell ringing after class, erupted again like a wave, but this time there was a sense of fear.

Because they finally saw clearly that this weeping but full-blooded boy was slapped and lay down by that delicate boy who was as delicate as a dream.

It's like swatling a buzzing mosquito.

"Kill, kill?!"

"Am I not mistaken?! It just patted the neck lightly and it folded like that? Which fighting technique is this?!"

"Isn't it really filming?! He died in such a short time? Could it be that the non-mainstream girl was also killed by him?"

The originally elated audience was frightened out of their wits. Except for a few people who put watching the action more important than life and death, most of them left in a hurry, not daring to take another look.

Murder in the street!Couldn't Japanese law punish this blonde Westerner?

Or does this guy, who is more handsome than any star on TV, have a solid background?

Seeing his magical killing skills, he is definitely not an ordinary person. It is possible that he has a different background!

Many of these spectators who were eager to leave the venue secretly took out their mobile phones to call the police again after running to a safe distance. The trembling tone was much more convincing to the police than Ye Jian's rigid rhetoric just like Song typeface. .

Ye Jian turned around apologetically and looked at Kirino who had been standing quietly behind him. This girl who looked more Western than him after makeup was not surprised by his serial killings, but cutely opened her eyes. Keep your eyes on him and support whatever he does.

"Tiruno, you won't be able to go home until later, wait for the police to come and settle the matter before leaving."

Kirino nodded obediently, and the girl who gave up her older sister's attitude was obedient and clever like a little girl without her own opinion.

"Can it be resolved smoothly?"

The big water-blue eyes revealed the meaning of asking, as if to say: "If you can't solve it, leave it to me."

"Don't worry," Ye Jian tapped his chin, his soft eyes narrowed gently, "someone will help us solve it."

Tong Nai was stunned for a moment, then smiled suddenly: "Then trouble her."

The light "click" sound penetrated Ye Jian's ears amidst the noisy footsteps.

He still squinted his eyes, but this time the corners of his eyes were not so gentle.

The emerald-like eyes scanned the surroundings. Among the few people who were still watching without fear of death, many of them held up their mobile phones to take pictures of the venue, and some people were even videotaped.

However, when they looked at Ye Jian's green eyes in their own camera, a verdant straight sword suddenly flew from the eyes of the blond boy in the camera. The straight sword was small at first, The camera zooms in rapidly as it approaches.

The martial arts will of a sword master is the will of the sword.

Jianyi split the phone in two and pierced the screen, piercing through the head.

The sound of "cracking" mobile phones falling one after another was as crisp as raindrops hitting plantains.

Those meddlesome people who had been taking pictures with their mobile phones lost their minds one by one. After staggering a few steps, they didn't even pick up the mobile phones that fell on the rocky ground. They turned around and ran away without knowing where to go.

The sword intent did not harm their bodies, but destroyed their spirits.

San value plummeted!

The rest of the people who were still here but didn't take pictures looked at each other in horror and ran away one after another.

The sultry air around him circulated instantly, making it a little cooler.

This is also because the setting sun has begun to sink into the ground.

Only Ye Jian and Tong Nao, the culprits, were still guarding the two corpses like great detectives.

A look of protecting the scene of the crime.

"Master Dunzi, are you injured?"