Chapter 33 Jason: I Just Want to Have Dinner!

Boom, boom, boom!

The windows were shaking.

If the window glass is not strong enough, Hui Lijing doubts whether the other party will knock the window to pieces.

Obviously, the other party has no intention of holding back.

Coupled with that serious and ferocious expression, it is undoubtedly unkind.

Moreover, Hui Lijing keenly noticed that everyone's waist was bulging.

Hui Lijing subconsciously held the handle of the gun.

It was Ryosuke who held the handle of the gun together.

The middle-aged criminal policeman was much more crisp than Hui Lijing. Before the strong men in black suits came around, he had already taken out his gun, put it in his pocket, covered the muzzle with his clothes, and pointed at the door of the car.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple put his hands together with a calm face.

Over the years, he has encountered similar things no less than ten times.

There may be confusion at first.

Now?

got used to it.

Only Jason is different.

He raised an eyebrow, and his eyes became unkind.

Jason hates people disturbing his meal.

Naturally, he also hates others blocking his way to eat.

So, without hesitation, Jason pushed open the door.

As Jason pushed the door open, he got out of the car.

The two strong men on this side immediately surrounded them.

"Hey!"

"Someone actually came forward?"

"Boy, you are really impatient!"

One of the strong men let out a grim smile while speaking, and then raised his hand and punched Jason.

Not a random punch.

Rather, it's the kind that's well-organized.

The moment the left-handed punch is hit, the body becomes a side-stand alert posture, reducing the exposure of the body as much as possible. Hold your chin.

Obviously, if this tentative punch fails, the opponent can either retreat quickly or knock out the right hand that is protecting the chin.

It's a very good offensive and defensive stance.

For ordinary people, even if they dodge the first punch, they can't dodge the second punch.

Moreover, with the physical quality of ordinary people, as long as they are punched, they will lose their mobility in an instant, and then they will only be beaten by punch after punch.

More importantly, another strong man.

When the partner throws a punch, the other side throws a foot together.

Aim at Jason's knee socket and kick out.

Not sweep!

It's like a pedal!

This kick is fast and hard!

Unprotected knee sockets, if you hit this foot, you must be disabled.

Obviously, this foot is to 'step on' to break Jason's leg.

feet, here we go.

Boxing, also here.

The hideous smiles on the faces of the two strong men became more and more hideous.

They couldn't wait to hear Jason's screams.

Although Jason looks tall and strong, judging from the posture of getting out of the car and the standing posture just now, he is also an ordinary person.

And they?

Be professional!

One of them can beat ten like Jason.

So, they think the winning ticket is in hand.

Then--

Snapped!

Click!

The first crisp sound was that Jason raised his hand to catch the strong man's fist.

The second is the crisp sound. Jason raised his foot to avoid another strong man's foot. At the same time, he stepped on it hard and smashed the other's sole.

"Ahhh!"

The strong man who was smashed by Jason's foot gave a series of screams.

The brawny man who was followed by Jason's fist also screamed.

Crunch, crunch.

Click!

"Ahhh!"

"my hand!"

"Broken hand!"

The other party cried out in pain, and then he felt like he was flying through the clouds.

Jason picked up the opponent with one hand and smashed it towards the other side of the car.

One of the two strong men on the other side of the car could not dodge in time and was smashed in the face.

Immediately, the two became a rolling gourd.

And the one headed was swiftly dodged.

However, it was just dodging the blow.

Jason raised his hand and 'slid' over the hood.

The raised foot just kicked right on the head of the strong man who had just completed the first dodge.

boom!

The heavy force made the strong man head straight off the ground, flying three meters away before landing.

The strong man at the head gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but he couldn't do it at all.

With the kick just now, he felt that his internal organs were about to be displaced.

The mouth was full of blood.

Looking at Jason standing there, the strong man roared angrily.

"Don't think that's the end of it!"

"Our 'limit flow' won't just let it go!"

"We will definitely take back the invitation letter stolen by that woman!"

that woman?

Invitation card?

Jason narrowed his eyes.

"Are you looking for King?"

Jason asked.

"certainly!"

"It's that bastard woman!"

"We must wash away the shame!"

The strong man growled.

"To wash away the shame?"

"You can't find your sister, so you want to kidnap your sister?"

"This is how your shame is washed away?"

Ryosuke got out of the car with disdain on his face.

"We're just here to ask questions!"

"We want to find that woman's whereabouts!"

"No malice to her sister!"

The strong man replied.

However, neither Hui Lijing nor Liang Jie would believe such words.

Everyone is no longer a child.

Moreover, such words, children may not believe it.

Therefore, Hui Lijing unceremoniously gave the other party a kick, and in the other party's cry of pain, she asked, "You said that my sister stole your invitation letter, what kind of invitation letter?"

The strong man immediately closed his sore mouth.

The other party seems to want to use actions to show their strong will.

However, the next moment, the other party shouted even more miserably.

Because Hui Lijing smeared each other's face with chili water.

When vulnerable places like eyes and nasal cavity come into contact with chili water, the taste is enough to make normal people collapse.

The strong man in front of him seemed strong, but he did not deviate from the category of normal people.

Therefore, when she vaguely saw that Hui Lijing took out lime and was about to smear his face, the other party gave up resistance.

"It's the 'King of Fighting - The King of Fighters' conference!"

"It was funded by some mysterious rich people!"

"He has sent out invitations to all the famous fighters in the world!"

"Our 'Limited Stream' was also invited, but it was snatched by King - while our pavilion owner was in retreat, he snatched the invitation letter, and of course we have to find her!"

The strong man said.

Hui Lijing frowned.

It's not that I suspect that what the strong man said is false.

According to the character of the guy she knew, this is most likely true.

As for why?

Naturally, he is not willing to become a 'reserve'.

Although the reservists of the women's fighter team and the real women's fighters look similar, in the bottom of the guy's heart, such a title is obviously unacceptable.

Especially when a defeated general has an invitation letter, but she doesn't.

Naturally something will happen.

only……

Did the guy really not get the invitation?

Hui Lijing thought and returned to the car.

Ryosuke also turned around and went back to the car.

Jason sat back in the back row early.

Although Hui Lixiang is important, where there is dinner is important.

The smell of beef could not help but emerge in his mind now.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple frowned.

"A fighting tournament funded by mysterious rich people?"

The old monk muttered.

"What's the matter, Master?"

Hui Lijing turned her head.

"fine."

"I'd love to hear something like that."

"But not so sure."

The old monk waved his hand, and then comforted Hui Lijing again: "Don't worry, with the strength of Hui Lixiang's female benefactor, there is no problem even participating in the fighting competition."

"Um."

Hui Lijing nodded and restarted the car.

Avoiding the strong men who were still moaning in pain, Hui Lijing drove onto the road.

"Master, did the rich hold a fighting tournament before?"

Ryosuke, who was sitting in the co-pilot, couldn't help asking.

As the person who had the least contact with the mysterious side, Ryosuke was full of curiosity at this time.

"certainly."

"And, more than once."

"Although the inner world is mysterious, it is also interdependent with the outer world - it cannot be separated from the outer world, so once there is an unresolvable dispute in the outer world, it will be resolved in the inner world."

"And such a solution, what is more suitable than a 'fighting competition'?"

"It not only avoids the outbreak of war in the outer world, but also effectively allows the inner world to show its strength and consume unnecessary thoughts."

"It's a total win-win."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple explained.

"Then you and those onmyoji will also participate?"

Ryosuke continued to ask.

"I'm an old man, how can I participate?"

"Those arrogant onmyoji don't participate most of the time."

"The ones who really participated are warriors and fighters. They come from various schools with a long history, or they are powerful people with extraordinary talent."

"Because, in a certain closed era, they were the 'bridge' connecting the outer world and the inner world."

"It's them who made some lunatics in the inner world rational."

When the old monk of Tongshou Temple said "madman", he couldn't help but frown again.

madman?

Is it the powerhouses in the inner world who regard people as ants? !

Hui Lijing, who had listened to Jason's description, thought subconsciously.

Ryosuke, who was just transferred to the "Zero" department today, has yet to make formal contact.

However, it was clear that Ryosuke had guessed something.

"madman?"

"them?"

Ryosuke asked tentatively.

"There are always people who become pretentious when they gain power far beyond others."

"Do not!"

"It should be said that everyone does."

"It's just that some people can hold back."

"Some people can't hold back."

"They think that they are born superior to others. Under the premise of doing so, some fights will naturally break out."

"And the reason why we can still go to dinner safely, we should thank those ancestors who fought for our living space for us."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple said, his hands clasped together again.

Ryosuke pondered.

He didn't ask any further.

The attitude of the old monk Tong Shou Temple has already shown that the battle that broke out at that time was far beyond imagination.

Bloody sacrifice is naturally inevitable.

Even, this value is far beyond imagination.

Inexplicably, he thought of those sacrificed colleagues.

Can't help it, Ryosuke's nose is pantothenic.

Then, the middle-aged detective changed the subject.

"Will these fighters also participate in the event of exorcising the 'demon'?"

Ryosuke asked.

"Naturally."

"Even, these fighters were the main force when they first retreated from the 'demon'."

"By the way, in those days, people mostly called them-"

"Jianhao!"

The old monk nodded affirmatively.

"Jianhao?"

"The kind of swordsman who swiped with a knife and cut off the petals of cherry blossoms?"

Hui Lijing who was driving suddenly asked excitedly.

You know, before she had the dream of being a barista, she wanted to be a swordsman!

Even now, as long as she thinks that she can carry a long sword, carry a wine gourd, humming Hazard in her mouth, and E charging forward, she will be involuntarily happy.

pity……

She is so poor!

At that time, even a wooden knife could not be bought.

Only choose the barista!

Definitely not because I suddenly thought of cat shit coffee when I was feeding those bear kids cow dung and changed my mind.

"Hahaha."

"Yes, something like that."

"But it's more powerful than that."

"It is rumored that there is a Feiyan who can use his sword energy to slash into the air."

"There are also some that can release thunder on the long sword, and the hair will change from black to golden."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple smiled and told Hui Lijing some anecdotes about Jianhao.

"Is it that great?"

Hui Lijing's eyes were full of yearning.

"Well, it's really awesome."

"But that was the past."

"There are very few swordsmen like this now. Even if there are, they will not be in the inner world of this world. Most likely they are in the 'Ping An Jing'."

As the old monk spoke, yearning also appeared in his eyes.

Who does not have the dream of walking the world with a sword?

If he hadn't been too fat, he would have done the same.

pity……

Time is ruthless.

to now?

He just wants to go back to the countryside to retire.

Sunbathe every day, lick cats and dogs.

Just spend the rest of your life leisurely.

As for the others?

forget about it.

forget about it.

The old monk sighed slightly and put his hands together.

"Master, is that the 'luminous cooking pavilion' in front?"

Hui Lijing asked while looking at the restaurant with two delicate lanterns hanging in front of her.

"It's there."

The old monk of Tongshou Temple nodded.

In fact, the waiter at the door of the cooking pavilion had already greeted him when he saw the car approaching.

"Good evening, Master Tongshou Temple."

"Good evening, distinguished guests."

The waiter quickly opened the door and bowed in greeting.

The old monk of Tongshou Temple returned the salute.

Then, personally lead the way for Jason.

Jason twitched his nose.

The corners of the mouth turned up.

Very fragrant beef flavor!

After the collision of the charcoal fire and the butter, the aroma of the meat is really attractive!

Jason resisted his excitement and followed behind the old monk of Tongshou Temple,

Obviously, it is not the first time that the old monk of Tongshou Temple has come here.

He raised the curtain familiarly, pushed open the door, and made a please gesture towards Jason.

And just as Jason was about to take a step, behind them, a five-car convoy approached slowly.

Depending on the situation, the other party also chose the 'Luminous Cuisine Pavilion'.

However, just as the convoy was about to approach, a mutation suddenly occurred, and more than a dozen rockets with dazzling tail flames shot from a distance—

boom!

Boom!

Boom boom boom!