Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her and fell silent.

Sumiko Nichi turned around and looked for her high heels and jacket.

She came to the place where she threw down her shoes and coat, picked up the clothes, bent down and picked up the high heels on the floor, tiptoed, stuffed her snow-white feet in, and showed her perfect curves.

Then, he put on his coat heroically...

Strong contrast.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at it and even felt the illusion that she had just finished having sex...

Is that true!

Sumiko Nichi put on her shoes and coat again.

Masato Fujiki and Kei Miran seized the opportunity and silently came to Kitahara Nanfeng during the time she was wearing shoes.

"By the way, I won't pursue Shimamoto Keisuke's affairs. Anyway, I can't stand the people in Ise Shrine. Although it has caused me a lot of trouble, today is really good."

Sumiko Nichi put on her shoes and came back again. She looked at Miraki Kyu first, then looked at Kitahara Nanfeng again, and continued, "Let's just do it, wait until I finish my work, see you later, and I'm leaving now."

After saying that.

She took the lead in walking down the mountain.

Nothing tolerate any slut.

Follow her away.

Fujiki Makoto and Miran Kei immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Kitahara Nanfeng looked at her back, then looked at Miraki Kei and Fujiki Makoto, and said angrily: "Just this? I ran so far in the middle of the night just to fight me? Then it's over? And what she meant is, there's another time!"

Milou Kei smiled bitterly and said, "Didn't I tell you before I came?"

"……Neuropathy."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was silent for a while, cursed, and followed Qihai Chengzi.

Miran Kei and Fujiki Masato looked at each other and followed.

The group began to go down the mountain.

On the way down the mountain.

Beiyuan Nanfeng kept staring at the back of Sumiko Qihai.

Face-breaking.

This inexplicable night made Beiyuan Nanfeng feel a little angry in his heart.

Why are you sucking in anger?

I don’t know about the north and south wind.

The biggest problem is that he can't have an attack yet.

This is what makes him feel the most uncomfortable.

"In the future, I will check my own jurisdiction. I don't ask you to love your job more, but after getting the money, I will do something that deserves your salary."

The group went down to the foot of the mountain.

Nanhai Orange suddenly stood still and looked back at the dilapidated Torii halfway up the mountain.

"I'm very sorry."

Fujiki Masato and Miran Kei immediately bowed.

Sumiko Nichia ignored them, but raised her delicate and white arms and gently waved her to the dilapidated Torii halfway up the mountain.

Click.

The dilapidated torii on the hillside was instantly divided into two.

then.

A ravine.

Spread from the top of the mountain and reach the foot of the mountain.

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

"Okay, go back."

Sumiko Nichihae put down her hand, and turned around and continued to move forward as if she had done something trivial.

She goes further and further.

Miran Kei and Fujiki Masato looked at her back, opened their mouths, and wanted to speak but stopped.

But in the end, I didn't say anything.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her without so many worries, so he asked directly: "Where are you going?"

"... Go back to Yokohama, do you have something to do?" Sumiko Nichi turned around.

Kitahara Nanfeng frowned and said, "Then why are you going west? Yokohama and the station are not in that direction."

"Oh, thanks for the reminder."

Sumiko Nichihae frowned and looked at the direction he was moving forward, then turned around and walked towards the other side.

Kitahara Nanfeng said expressionlessly: "Yokohama and the station are not there either."

Sumiko Nichihiro stopped and looked at the three of them.

She wrestled with Beiyuan Nanfeng and was suppressed by Beiyuan Nanfeng. She sat on Beiyuan Nanfeng's belly, with no strange expression at all.

At this moment, some unnatural expressions appeared for the first time.

"Makoto Fujiki, lead the way."

Masato Fujiki: "..."

Sanlun Gui: "..."

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

...

Beiyuan Nanfeng arrived at the station. Because he didn't stay on the mountain for a long time, he finally arrived at the last bus.

Sumiko Nichihae left.

Before entering the station.

She didn't say the specific reason, the two cowards, Makoto Fujiki and Kei Mirari, didn't dare to ask, and Kitahara Nanfeng was too lazy to pay attention to her.

So in the end.

It was still three of them who took the tram back.

Along the way, none of the three spoke.

Back to Fujisawa Station.

Beiyuan Nanfeng got out of the car, looked at the station location, and suddenly said, "It's simply inexplicable."

"call……"

Sanluan Gui took out a cigarette, lit it, and spit out a sip of smoke, teased and said, "I have told you a long time ago that our section chief is interested in you this time and wants to fight you. The final result is not a fight? Why is it inexplicable?"

“…”

The north and south winds are speechless.

He was silent for a moment, knocked his temple with his index finger, and asked, "Then are you in your brain, are you brain problems?"

"Who knows."

Milou Kei spit out a sip of smoke again, hiding her face in the smoke, and whispered: "Anyway, there have been rumors that she is a madman...the female madman and Valkyrie."

"She looks like that in Tokyo?"

"yes."

Miran Kei smiled, "I've always been like this. I heard that when I was just an ordinary police officer seven years ago, I looked for people to fight everywhere, then fought all the way up, promoted all the way, and finally beat the head of the original countermeasure class. Finally, I was crazy and ran to Ise Temple to challenge the priest... You may not have any idea, that's the priest, the pinnacle of the priest.

The most exaggerated thing is that no one can do anything to her.

In the end, she became the head of the section.”

"So young man, please relax. It's not embarrassing to lose to her. She is the combat power ceiling of our entire countermeasures class and even the entire Tianxuan Department. It's really not embarrassing."

“…I’m very relieved.”

Kitahara Nanfeng pursed his lips, then said hard and turned around and left.

Milou Kei looked at his back and shook his head with a smile.

Reassured?

The unhappy breath was almost overflowing.
To be continued...