There was no panic in those orange pupils.

Rather, she was a little eager to try.

(Are you taking the initiative to attack... Indeed, I am very different in this life, and my physical limit is obviously much higher. In other words——)

Learn the skills of the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, the Chinese Martial Arts Master, the Greek Sage, the Iron Fist Saint and others!,

Muscles honed over the past fourteen years!

Fujimaru Ritsuka is not a stepping stone!

The moment I made up my mind, something changed.

Yabuki Sakura, who was facing the girl face to face, felt this most directly. As the rhythm of the battle was inexplicably stagnant, the girl in Yabuki Sakura's field of vision blurred for an instant.

Fast, extreme speed!

Miss Sakura suddenly had the illusion that she was sitting in a sports car traveling at full speed on the highway, and someone suddenly opened the window and her head was pushed out of the car.

The hairs on her hair stood on end. Yabuki Sakura subconsciously turned her eyes but could not focus on its position no matter how hard she tried. She had no choice but to follow her instincts and experience and raise her knees to sweep out her whip legs in an attempt to force the enemy back.

However, this time Fujimaru Ritsuka did not choose to dodge. Instead, he turned his body slightly and used the force of his feet to press forward. In an instant, their faces were almost close to each other. Fujimaru Ritsuka could even count Yabuki Sakura's surprise.

The dark eyelashes raised on the wide eyes.

Sakura subconsciously threw out several sharp blades, and the white flash was controlled by the sudden wind.

According to what was said before, this seems to be the great power called the spirit of speech.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't panic at all, and deliberately waited for the shadow that was galloping forward to be only half an inch away from her before casually turning her head to avoid it, leaving no time for her to control it. Then she stepped forward with force,

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised his arm slightly to pick up Yabuki Sakura's slender legs and clamp them, and his other hand naturally placed on Yabuki Sakura's shoulder and pressed forward.

Only one foot was left to exert force, and the balance of her upper body was also disrupted. Yabuki Sakura was forced to fall down helplessly. The vision in front of her suddenly blurred, and after a while, there was a violent impact and the sound of a wooden table shattering.

, a violent sting followed.

The wine bottle was smashed, the expensive and fine porcelain bowl was smashed, and the long-preserved wine was randomly spilled on the tatami, leaving traces of filth.

At this time, what the three people watching the battle saw was this scene.

They admired and admired the frightened Miss Sakura being lifted up by one of her slender legs by another beautiful girl. The plump body wrapped in a dark tight suit was close to the girl's chest. The legs were carried all the way to the shoulders, hanging down weakly and naturally.<

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The girl's hand that was originally on Miss Sakura's shoulder has been moved away and placed on the side of her face, like a different kind of Bi Dong, looking down at the loser from a high position.

Food, wine, fish, and the originally exquisite meals were affected by the battle, and now they are stuck to Miss Ying's body in a mess. The fish is slowly sliding along the enchanting curves because of the oil it contains, like a different kind of appearance.

Meal format.

The dark and beautiful long hair was spread out and wet with wine, like a hibiscus. The willow eyebrows that were wrinkled in pain had a kind of downcast and incomplete beauty. The hair stuck to Miss Ying's white skin and connected to her pursed lips.

The corners of her mouth are as charming as wanting to reject them.

At this moment, this scene naturally angered several elites from the Sheqi Eight Family!

The eight Sheqi families are angry!

Yasha was the first to react. His rough and arrogant face was instantly full of ferocity, with one part of lion-like fury mixed with nine parts of ecstasy. He struggled to get up, his twisted smile wrinkled together, and his eyes turned.

, pointed at Yuan Zhisheng and shouted loudly.

"The husband is currently committing a crime!! The husband is currently committing a crime!!"

Crow was the second to react. His face was gloomy, like a hawk preparing to kill its prey. He raised his upper body with both arms. He pointed at the katana on Yuan Zhisheng's waist from another direction and spoke equally loudly.

Yinghe.

"The king bears the sword! The king bears the sword!!"

In the hustle and bustle, the instigator was not to be outdone. She exhaled easily, raised her eyes and asked sarcastically.

"Boss! What should I say this time? Did you pass the interview?"

Yuan Zhi was speechless, just looking around and sighing.

This scene is like an evil ghost coming out of its cage, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, or like a drawing of hell.

The guardians on the left and right are shouting loudly, the little thief in front of him is smiling playfully, the steady and reliable secretary is pinned down by the thief and unable to move, the voices coming from all directions are so harsh, and the mature man in the center of the picture has an expressionless face.

He was no longer reserved, raised his hand, and lit the cigarette tremblingly.

The white smoke surrounded the man's lungs, but it could not burn and rot his life as quickly as he imagined, so he just blew out the smoke ring calmly, with a calm expression and a hoarse voice.
Chapter completed!