This angry kick hit the target, but there was a layer in between - a sit-up mat, which was sprinkled with the lime powder that Toru Watanabe had just deliberately thrown away.

Jingliu was stunned.

Watanabe Toru held his aching waist with his left hand, quickly distanced himself, and threw whatever he caught with his right hand.

At the same time, he said loudly:

"Miss Jingliu, I don't know how good you are in chemistry! Quicklime and water will react chemically, and then it will be immediately heated to a high temperature of over 300 degrees Celsius. Please be careful with your eyes and tongue!"

"Seeking death!" Jingliu's anger was more powerful than lime powder boiling when it meets water.

She desperately opened her tearful eyes and rushed towards Watanabe Toru.

"I kill you!"

Toru Watanabe, who had always avoided direct confrontation, had no way to escape.

The two of them were fighting each other quickly, and they were coming and going. The lime and dust all around them were like clouds blown by the strong wind, like clouds in the sea of ​​clouds.

Kujo Miki sighed with interest as if watching a 3D movie.

Watanabe Toru dodged or blocked all the opponent's attacks, but his arms and feet were numb with pain. He had no doubt: when he opened his trouser legs and sleeves, he would definitely be bruised!

But Jingliu is not having a good time either.

Toru Watanabe is smart and never slacks off. He is destined to be great. Naturally, he will not misremember simple chemical reactions.

Her eyes were streaming with tears at this moment, and her temperature was gradually rising. An ordinary person would have screamed while holding her eyes.

But Shizuru is not an Olympic judo champion. She is a killer trained by the Kujo family and has killed more people than the entire population of Toru Watanabe's hometown.

I felt so fierce in my heart that I decided to kill Toru Watanabe with all my strength.

Watanabe Toru felt that his hands and feet were already so painful that he couldn't keep up with the reaction, and knew that he couldn't continue to use it like this.

As long as he receives a punch or a kick, he will definitely lose his fighting ability, leaving him with only a way to die.

After Jingliu closed her eyes subconsciously due to tears and received a weak punch, he found an opportunity and forced his right hand, which still had lime powder remaining, onto her eyes.

"Ah!" Jingliu couldn't restrain his human instinct and quickly distanced himself, covering his eyes and wailing.

This time, even if it didn't blind her, the lime powder wouldn't make her feel comfortable.

Watanabe Tetsu also felt uncomfortable. His face was almost distorted by Shizuliu's punch, and his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

Fortunately, he insists on brushing his teeth every morning and evening, and his teeth are strong and there is no risk of tooth loss.

Watanabe Toru's potential exploded, and he gained strength under the severe pain. He pulled out a pole for pole vaulting and pumped it hard towards Shizuru.

Jingliu, however, relied on listening to the wind and grabbed the pole with his backhand based on instinct.

Watanabe Toru's expression changed. The experience brought by master's free fighting made him subconsciously put the pole under his arm, and then quickly wrapped his arms around it several times.

Just as he thought, when he finished all this, a force that he could not resist immediately came from the pole.

Fortunately, he made a quick decision, otherwise the opponent would have taken away the support pole and he would have been in a dilemma.

Out of the corner of his eye, Watanabe Toru glanced at the basketball and football that he had thrown carelessly on the ground just now. Regardless of whether he could kick the ball or whether he could hit it, he kicked them all over.

Some hit, some missed. According to Watanabe Toru's idea, only a few hit the opponent's head.

Shizuru looked a little embarrassed at first, but Toru Watanabe's strength was too weak. Even if she used her face to force the attack, she would only feel a little pain at most.

She resisted the burning pain in her eyes, grabbed the support pole with both hands, and prepared to snatch it in one breath.

Little did he know that this was exactly what happened to Toru Watanabe.

In addition to basketball, football, and shot put!

His left hand was wrapped around the pole, regardless of how it was being pulled away bit by bit, he bent down, picked up the shot put, and threw it over in the most violent way.

Unfortunately, Toru Watanabe was still weak and his accuracy was also a bit poor. He only hit the opponent's chest.

But this is enough.

"Bang!" The shot put made a noise when it hit the ground, and Jingliu was knocked to the ground at the same time.

Watanabe Toru gasped hard, the pole fell from his armpit, and he almost had no strength.

Ten seconds later, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at Jingliu lying on the ground and groaned, and picked up the shot put that had rolled to the side.

Because he didn't dare to get too close, lacked strength, and didn't aim high, he aimed at the upper body, which had the largest area, and hit it.

The shot put started to fall midway, and with great luck, it hit the opponent's ankle.

"Ah!" Jingliu screamed, but did not move, seemingly losing the ability to resist.

Watanabe Toru staggered towards the still sliding shot put and said, "Do you know how much I have paid for this day, Miss Jingliu?"

He blocked the shot put with his feet and continued to slide. He endured the pain and bent down to pick it up.

He didn't want to hit a woman, let alone kill someone. To be more precise, he was afraid of killing someone.

Fear is instinct, but Toru Watanabe has already decided to do what he should do.

The people in black looked shocked. The eldest lady’s personal bodyguard, Jingliu, who had the highest martial arts value, was actually defeated by a student?

Although it depends on the terrain and there are careless reasons, failure is failure.

They looked at Kujo Miki out of the corner of their eyes, waiting for her order.

Kujo Mijiu looked at Toru Watanabe holding the shot put with a blank expression.

Watanabe Toru is still observing Shizuru's reaction. He is about to win, so he must not be careless!

He continued:

“I get up at six in the morning, lift dumbbells for half an hour, dance the second set of radio gymnastics following the broadcast at 6:30, and memorize English and Mandarin from 7 to 8 o’clock;

Go to the library from 8:30 to 11:00 and read a biography of a person who is beneficial to life; study from 2:00 to 4:00 in the afternoon, including biology, modern society, mathematics, and art;

At 7 o'clock in the evening, I have to swim ten times in the fifty-meter-long swimming pool, even if I want to die. At 9 o'clock, I listen to the English radio while lifting dumbbells or doing push-ups. Do you know how I survive such a day?

?”

The man in black looked strange.

"enough!"

Jingliu, who had lost all resistance, suddenly sat up, covering his left eye with his left hand and barely opening his right eye.

"Bang, bang bang bang." Toru Watanabe still slipped from the shot put.

He looked at the pistol in Jingliu's right hand and raised his hands: "Isn't this enough?"

"Hahahahaha!" Kujo Miki laughed, pressing her hands on her flat and thin belly.

After a long time, she smiled enough and waved her hand.

Jingliu put away the pistol and leaned against the basketball frame, panting, with his eyes completely closed and a look of pain on his face.

"Take that medicine." Kujo Miki said.

Jingliu waited for a while before realizing that this was speaking to her.

She fumbled and took out the medicine box and popped a [healing medicine] into her mouth.

Soon, the red and swollen eyes, the bleeding corners of the mouth, and the unconscious ankles all returned to their original state.

She stood up with a sigh and stared at Watanabe Toru.

Come again, I promise to kill you this time... This is what Toru Watanabe understands.

He was not stupid, he looked at Kujo Miki: "Miss Kujo?"

"continue."

"......ha?"

"Hahaha!" Miki Kujo laughed so hard she held her stomach again, "The way your face turns pale with fright is so cute, I like it very much!"

She took a deep breath and said happily: "I am very happy today, so I will let you go this time. I will kill you next time when I am in a bad mood."

Kujo Miki stood up, walked to Jingliu, took the medicine in her hand and looked at it carefully.

"Miss, I'm sorry." Jingliu bowed.

"Next time you lose, whether or not you can be cured depends on the doctor's ability."

Jingliu thought of his ankle that he couldn't move just now and his eyes that he thought were almost useless: "Please don't worry, Miss!"

Miki Kujo put the medicine into the pocket of her school skirt and left the sports equipment room directly. Shizuru and the man in black followed silently.

After everyone left, Toru Watanabe collapsed on a sit-up mat.

Lime powder was still dancing in the beam of light, equipment was scattered all over the floor, and the chair where Kujo Miki sat was still there.

Outside the reopened warehouse door, a crow's cry could be heard.
Chapter completed!