Chapter 632: Trick

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"What are you doing?" The two-handed half-bend between Ito and his chest, one leg was framed by Ito Satoshi, and the body was forced to move with the arm of Ito, and looked up slightly, with a look of anger and A little flustered, looking at the south of the Ito Sho, a low-lying road.
"Of course, I want to do what I want to do." Ito Cheng, who looked down at Nanjo Kisaruo, smiled low.
After saying that he did not wait for the reflection of the Nanjo Kisar, he bowed his head and kissed the tender lips of the slightly open mouth of Nanjo Kisar.
Unexpectedly, Nanjo Kisarro, who had such a change, immediately widened his eyes and stared at the pale blue sky that appeared on the side of Ito’s ear, allowing Ito’s tongue to move in her mouth.
After the shackles, Nanjo Kisha, who had straight eyes, returned to the gods and shut his mouth to the tongue of Ito.
"Oh, good, dangerous." Just as the teeth of Nanjo Kisha were about to close, Ito became a man who slammed his head back and retreated from the front of Nanjo Kisar.
"Oh." The next second, a crisp tooth bite rang in the ears of both Ito and Nanjo Kisha.
"You bastard, I want to kill you." Nanjo Kisarlo ignored the slight pain of the teeth after a strong bite, and the roar of the dead struggle.
"Come on, kill me." Ito Satoshi let go of Nanjo Kisararo and retreat. He laughed at Nanjo Kisaruo, who stood on the ground again.
"You give me to die!" Nanjo Kisha, who was completely angered and burned his mind, screamed and rushed to the front of Ito, and attacked Ito into the Taekwondo, which she practiced almost instinctively.
"The speed is fast, it is a martial artist who has the potential to move. The angry emotions can really stimulate her to improve her strength." Ito’s heart is flexible to move away from the Ito’s heart attack of Nanjo Kisha’s legs.
It’s a pity. For this world
The cultivation is not a clue, and the people of Liang Shanbo want to come and not pay me. It seems that they can only be deduced from the way in which the boxer Zhi Yang trained Wu Tianyi and the training of the boxing Ata.

"Okay, stop." After allowing Shijo Kuro to vent for more than ten minutes, Ito Sat raised his hand and grabbed the kick from the kick of Nanjo Kisar. Looking at some of the panting Nanjo Kisarro said.
"Bastard, I won't let you go." Struggling a few times, I found that Nanjo Kisararo, who had never been able to take back the legs caught by Ito, was like a little animal that was blown up, staring fiercely at Ito. Cheng Yudao.
"I am always with you." Ito's arm flipped, and the arm that lifted the grip was turned into a lower grip. Then suddenly pull hard to pull back. Reaching out and smashing the balance that fell out of his arms, Nanjo Kisarlo laughed and said, "Before that, you are the prey in my hand, let me take it."
When it comes to the word "take the request", the palm of Ito’s hand on the waist of Nanjo Kisha slowly moves down. Dropped on the buttocks of Nanjo Kisha, and gently kneaded.
Feeling the abnormal feeling of the uploading, Nanjo Ji Shaluo's face is not only the anger and humiliation that existed in the original, but also a little unrecognizable shame.
"Well, the lunch break is not much. We are going to have something to rest now, or else you will not have the strength to accept my training when the club activities are in the afternoon." Ito Satoshi Nanjo Kisharo turned and walked to the iron gate leading to the school building, whispering.
"In addition, as a reward for training, from tomorrow, you will prepare a lunch for me at noon." Ito Cheng, who walked to the door, stopped and turned to look at the Nanjo Jisha Luo who was still standing in the same place and staring at his back. "I remember you want to do it yourself. I don't like what I take out."
Finished. Turned back again and gradually disappeared into the doorway.
"Bastard!" After the disappearance of Ito, the Nanjo Kisha, who was still standing on the roof, screamed fiercely, and his chest rose up and down.
On the other side, Ito Sei, who left Nanjo Kisar, found a corner of no one on the campus. Going into the Rubik's Cube world, appearing in the night of the night.
At this time, in the Zao House, the real night is sitting on a low table opposite the round and eating lunch.
"It's so good. You can eat ready-made." Ito Cheng smiled and walked to the table.
When I saw the real night that appeared in Ito, I took a look at Ito Sat and ignored it. I continued to eat my own things quietly. The round immediately stood up from the table. Turned out of the room, and soon returned to the room with a pair of dishes, handed the dishes in the hands to Ito, and then sat back to the table to continue eating.
"Thank you, round." Thanks to Ito, who took over the tableware.
Rounded up and smiled at Ito, and once again bowed his head and concentrated on eating.
Then the three kept the traditional food rituals and quietly finished the lunch.
"Ito Satoshi." After dinner, I went to the side of Ito Sat and shouted.
"Well?" Ito, who was lying on the tatami, sat up, turned his head and looked at the night with doubt, waiting for her words.
"I checked the campus network you said and found that the martial arts on the website is somewhat different from the martial arts that I understand. It is similar to the advanced part of martial arts. I may not be able to guide those children to practice." I said to the real night of the courtyard.
"I know this." After listening to the contents of the night, Ito Cheng re-laid back to the ground, his hands unfolded and whispered.
"Since I know, why should I go to the teacher of the martial arts class?" The real night turned to look at Ito, and frowned.
"Because I believe in your ability." Ito Cheng said without hesitation.
"Capacity?" The real night heard the words and turned back to look at the loess stone road to the courtyard, his eyes whispered in a whisper.
"Yes, ability, I believe that with the qualification of your true night, those things are not a problem for you at all." Ito Cheng said affirmatively, "When you left the world, you didn't say it, you want to change." Strong, no longer let some things repeat, as long as you understand the things above the martial arts, I believe that your strength will definitely be much stronger than the present."
When I heard it, the eyes of the real night flashed twice and did not speak.
"Moreover, the current learning content of the martial arts class is some basic things, that is, the breathing part of all martial arts, and it is absolutely more than enough to guide them with your strength." Ito continued.
Then Ito turned his head and looked at the time displayed on the clock hanging on the wall. He found that he was sitting on the tatami again after the end of the afternoon repair time. Then he stood up on the tatami with one hand and stood up to the night. "I have something outside, go first, come see you next time."
After a flash of his face, he disappeared from the side of the real night and reappeared in the desolate high school of the strongest world in history. He walked slowly back to the class.
"Look at your appearance, the rest is good." Ito Cheng, who sat back in the seat, looked at the Nanjo Kisaruo next to him and smiled.
For Ito Cheng’s teasing, Nanjo Kisha’s Lian Li was unreasonable, as if he was the air-like continue to push the handheld game console in his hand.
Ito said that he did not say anything. He smiled and regained his gaze. He continued to close his eyes and corrected his martial arts movements in his mind.
"叮 铃铃铃..." After about ten minutes, a not-so-clear bell rang, announcing the end of the afternoon repair and the beginning of the afternoon class.
The Japanese school’s afternoon teaching time has always been very short. No matter what school, it will end all the lectures from 3:00 pm to 3:30 pm, and the remaining time of the school will be used for the community activities of the students.
"Hey, what are you going to do?" said Ito, who took the book into his bag, and said to Nanjo Kisha, who got up from the seat and left.
"Don't want to be trained?" Seeing Ishiguro of Nanjo, who ignored her own, raised his hand and lifted his bag from the seat, and quickly walked to the south side of Jisha.
"Ghosts have to accept the training of your bastard." Nanshi Ji Shaluo, who heard the word "training", turned his head and turned to look at Ito, and looked angry at the low voice.
"Oh, that's really disappointing. It's rare that I train you so kindly, so that you have the chance to challenge Freya." Ito Sengwen said with a disappointing expression on his face that looked like a fake.
"You are also training!?" Nanjo Kisha said with a sneer. "First, I will throw a word that I don't know, and then take advantage of it to take advantage of me. If that situation is called training, then I still cultivate myself. it is good."
"Oh, it seems that it is not good to take out some of the real skills." Ito Cheng, who was still walking alongside Nanjo Kisaruo, bowed his head and sighed. Then he suddenly reached out and grabbed the arms of Nanjo Kisha, while carrying her to her. Going outside the school building, he said, "Follow me."
"What are you doing, let me go." Nanjo Kisha, who was taken away by the arm of the public, was red and screamed.
If it is not ruined by Nanjo Kisaruo, it is still ignoring the gaze of the surrounding people, and dragging her out of the teaching building, leaving the desolate high school and walking to the abandoned building where Nansha Jisharo often stays.
"This direction is..." Since the school gate was played, it was not rebellious, and the Nanjo Kisha, who was dragged by Ito, looked at the familiar building around him and guessed.
It didn't take long for the abandoned building, which was familiar to her, to appear in the eyes of Nanjo Kisha.
"Hey, let's let go of me!" I don't want to be seen by my men, Nanzao Gyro, who is looking like this, quickly stopped, and pulled the finger of Yi Tengcheng's hand on her wrist, and said in a panic. .
"If you want me to let go, you can do it, but you have to obey." Seeing Ishiguro, who was fiercely resistant to the Nanjo Kisar, also stopped and turned to look at the Nanjo Kisha. To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, the monthly pass, your support is my greatest motivation.
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