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Chapter 70 Black Market AS

“It’s delicious, it’s delicious”

An orange-haired girl shouted in front of the store. She was holding Japanese dessert dango and strawberry daifuku in her hands. There was a shop called Homura wagashi next door to the cake shop. The orange-haired girl seemed to belong to this shop.

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Z46, who originally came here just for the food, looked at the orange-haired girl who was silent and found that she was being stared at by Z46. The orange-haired girl put the Strawberry Daifuku into her hand with great energy and said.

"Fight da yo"

As soon as she refueled the Z46, the orange-haired girl ran away and hugged a black-haired elementary school student.

"Stuffing, Miaopas"

"Don't call me stuffed rice, you idiot Honoka!"

He was hugged by the orange-haired girl and greeted him with a strange tongue. After leaving her embrace, a black-haired elementary school student about the same height as Z46 hurried past Ponzi and his group, and got into the Japanese confectionery next door called Daguo.

in the store.

Ponzi glanced at Z46, and then retracted his right foot that was about to step into Suicun, leaving only the orange-haired girl who exclaimed "Hey~".

We walked for a while, avoiding a big dog biting a man in a white kimono, and a girl with twin tails laughing wildly while riding a big white dog with her underwear exposed.

Let's move on to another two dramas, both debuting in October. The heroine also controls flames but is beaten by the hero at the beginning. Moreover, they are both princesses of a small country. Later, they also participate in the inexplicable academy competition. The plot of the two characters

A red-haired girl in a matching shirt.

It's a black market that happens once a month. It's really a huge traffic. If a billboard were to be set up here, his fried rice restaurant would be full again in a matter of minutes.

Dispel the beautiful thoughts in your heart. With the urban management and law enforcement team here, it is better to do less things that test the law.

After thinking wildly all the way, Ponzi arrived at his destination, the largest oil sales point on the island. It was said that the oil in the shrine in front of him belonged to a certain big shot, and the two women in charge of smuggling were not the bosses at all.

I was jealously reported by my colleagues countless times but could not find evidence of the crime, so I relied on that big shot to suppress the matter.

"Hakurei, Hakurei Reimu, I'm not a debt collector. Hakurei Reimu, come out quickly. I'm here to buy gas."

Hakurei Shrine is the home of the largest smugglers on the black market. As long as you have money here, there is nothing you can't buy.

"Are you really not a debt collector?"

Half of her head was exposed from the gap under the shrine floor, and it would be no problem for her to perform the curse now.

Suspicious, she crawled out a little further, pointing the royal coin at Ponzi, and surrounding her body was an aura of starting a fight at the slightest disagreement.

"Really, it's me, the kind person who came here once before and bought twenty bags of oil."

Being questioned by Hakurei Reimu, the face of Zhufeng Ling who came with Ponzi changed. From the beginning, "Wow, you are indeed a city man" to "So you are also a rustic."

The fact that he has never seen the world and is an old hat is clearly exposed.

"Ah! It's you! Injustice, good Samaritan!"

After Ponzi reminded her, Bo Liling dreamed of Ponzi. Didn't he just come here last month and exchange a large amount of gold and silver jewelry with him for less than one-tenth of the price in cash, but he sold him low-quality oil for ten times the price?

He was taken advantage of.

"I seem to have heard something extraordinary."

Ponzi, whose mind was not on Lingmeng, turned around and raised his chin to Zhufeng Ling. As the only one present, Zhufengling was still willing to interact with Ponzi. As long as he ignored Ponzi's words to accompany him, all problems would arise.

It's no longer a problem.

"Ah haha, I heard you wrong. You definitely heard me wrong. Come on, come on, please come in. There is good tea in the house for you."

After dusting off most of the dust from the red and white armpit-baring witch costume, and ignoring the black ash on his face, Reimu hurried back to the room to pour water and make tea.

Sitting in the room, looking at Lingmeng's tea-making skills, Ponzi secretly felt envious in his heart.

Hot tea, pouring tea, dividing tea, all in one go. In just five minutes, Ponzi looked at Lingmeng's hands and fluttering butterflies. The tea leaves were the pollen spread by her wings with beautiful colorful patterns. It was pleasant.

The fragrance rises to the tip of the nose along with the heat.

It would be great if our ship girls also had this skill. Although no one usually drinks tea, with this technique, Ponzi can try to drink tea.

"puff!"

The golden jade is ruined on the outside. I originally wanted to pretend to be elegant and comment that this is Qimen, Yuhua, or fragrant. However, the entrance is full of bitterness. If you say it is tea, it is better to believe that it is just outside the door.

What about the weeds pulled out?

In fact, they are just weeds picked up casually outside the door. Reimu Yan can pluck out their hair when they pass by, so how can they be willing to give real tea leaves to guests.

"Asshole Reimu, is this your good tea? I want to complain and let your purple old woman come out."

Ignoring Ponzi, who was jumping in anger, Lingmeng, who was drinking the same tea as him, seemed to be tasting Wuyi Dahongpao, with a soothing and peaceful expression, as if he had practiced some Taoist magic. The aura made Nicholas taste it curiously.

Take a sip.

"Pooh!"

Sticking out tongue, eyes become_

"Old woman? Do you dare to say it again?"

As Ponzi continued to shout, a voice appeared behind him. The voice sounded very mature, slightly lazy, and obviously did not belong to anyone present.

"What's wrong with me calling Old Lady Zi? Old Lady Zi, if you don't accept it, you have the ability to press my face into gsdgfdhfghsdfsef"

If people seek death, they will die.

Yakumo Murasaki, who leaned half of her body out of the cracked void and was so kind as to provide Ponzi with a keyboard, pressed his face against the keyboard and rubbed it repeatedly, performing a live performance of what it means to roll the keyboard with your face.

With keyboard marks all over his face, Ponzi stared at the woman in front of him who covered half of his face with a folding fan. She had blond hair and was wearing a Western dress with Taoist patterns. She was a strange woman, a woman who claimed to be seventeen years old.

"I'm here to buy something, is this how you treat your customers!?"

Pounds, who couldn't defeat Yakumo Purple, could only use God's stance to condemn her, but for a girl of seventeen years and who knows how many months, this level of attack is really difficult to break her thick face that has been cultivated for thousands of years pdfgergrg

.

"Buying something? Do you have money to buy it?"

Yakumo Murasaki grasped Ponzi's vital point very accurately. She wanted to kill him first and then buy the things, and then use the opportunity to force Z46 to pay. When the plan failed, Ponzi tried another plan.

"Of course, the Z46 next to me is a star, the little girl next to Z46 is an Internet celebrity, and I, I am afraid I won't scare you if I say my name, I am a man worth 30 million just by my name

!Will I have no money if this happens?”

If the Navy Headquarters can be recognized as Ponzi Pirate Jack's identity, then he is indeed worth 30 million, not only in name, but also in head.

Ponzi really deceived Yakumo Purple with such truthful nonsense. Standing on the low table and looking down at Yakumo Purple, who had not spoken for a long time, Ponzi said again.

"Girl, if you kneel down and expose your breasts to me and apologize to me, we can tell the truth about what just happened. Otherwise, don't blame me for making it impossible for you to survive on the black market."

"Clang, clang, clang"

A tram flew past Ponzi. The tram came so fast and suddenly that neither Nicholas nor Z46, who was a ship girl, had time to react before it disappeared.

Ballet dancers can also spin and jump gracefully, and perform flying turns more accurately than gymnasts.

Ponzi, who landed on the low table, first performed a Russian push-up, and then performed a 720-degree back somersault on the same spot to catch up with Li Li's back turn.

Spin, jump, he closes his eyes, are you intoxicated?

During the rotation, Ponzi fell to the ground with a "snap", lying straight on the ground like a dead salted fish.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"
Chapter completed!
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