Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 210 I bet there are no bullets in your gun

Listening to Yuan Zhisheng's sworn words, Caesar exchanged glances with Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei, and quickly analyzed the current situation.

Although the driving skills of the legendary Cowherd are indeed very coquettish. He dodges and moves with lightning drifts along the way, and avoids countless bullets and shameless sneak attacks by police cars. It makes people wonder if he drove F1 before he went into the sea!

But it is a pity that this Hummer can no longer bear higher expectations.

This Hummer H2 was obviously professionally modified, but the engine speed had already reached its peak at this time.

The speed far exceeded two hundred kilometers per hour, reaching the limit of this violent machine. There was no possibility of running faster.

Moreover, the highway has been blocked by police and self-defense forces.

There are wolves before and tigers behind. Countless police cars and Self-Defense Force members are swarming in. The firearms in the black woven bags have been completely exhausted, and there is no chance to escape.

Thinking of this, Caesar instantly became excited.

This kind of situation where there is no way to go to heaven or earth, and it is close to death and no life, is really interesting!

A top VIP player in the world like Caesar, who has had to change his silver spoon every day since he was a child, the wealthy life has long made him breathless.

Spending money, spending money, spending money every day, but the money can never be spent, is really boring.

Therefore, since childhood, Caesar has determined to challenge all the strong, explore all unknowns, and likes to say NO to all impossibles, not for anything else, just to have some fun.

"If you can lead us out of the encirclement in 60 seconds, you win; otherwise, I will arrange everything on site, how about that?"

Zhou Xuanfeng waved his hand lightly, saying it didn't matter and he understood.

But in his mind, he was already planning to add a few more camera seats for Sakura's Cowherd debut, and it would be best if it could be broadcast live inside Kassel College.

It was the look of a winner who was calm and sure of victory, aloof but also with a hint of pity.

He directly extended his hand to the front row: "Bet! Get ready to wear a cowherd costume and do a striptease!"

Caesar thought for a moment and glanced at Zhou Xuan who was racing, and ghostly thoughts suddenly came to his mind.

After hearing this, Lu Mingfei couldn't sit still, his expression changed drastically, he grabbed Caesar's arm, and persuaded him earnestly: "Boss, it's not okay!"

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the luminous pocket watch in his hand, and then glanced at Caesar lightly: "There are still 42 seconds, have you thought clearly? Buy it and leave."

"But if you dress like a cowherd and flirt, do a striptease and toast, you will never be able to hold your head up! Being nailed to the pillar of shame will be the shame of the pillar of shame! And in my hometown, you have to be dipped in a pig cage. good……"

Immediately, Caesar looked at Yuan Zhisheng with a smile: "It's very interesting! Let's make a bet?"

This look was undoubtedly the sharpest mockery to Caesar.

Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng smiled: "Add some bets, otherwise it will be too boring."

"Then let's add one more thing. The loser has to book the venue at Tokyo's top Cowherd nightclub and have a carnival party. At the same time, he has to wear a Cowherd costume and do a striptease, and toast everyone!"

"There is a saying. If you are caught by these police, you will just stay in jail for a while. The college will definitely send someone to negotiate. No matter what happens, those ruthless people from the Executive Department will definitely come to rob the execution ground. After all, the leaders of the Lion Heart Club and the Student Union There’s no room for error.”

It's not that Zhou Xuan was offended by Lu Mingfei's words, it's just that he, who has always been upright and upright, has never tolerated this kind of professional discrimination!

We must speak out for the majority of Cowherd groups!

Speaking of this, Lu Mingfei suddenly remembered something and quickly looked up at Zhou Xuan, nodding and bowing apologetically.

"Sorry, sorry! Brother, I'm not talking about you! You are handsome and good at fighting, you have top-notch driving skills, you can shoot like a god, and you are also good at flying airplanes. To describe you as a cowherd is really narrow-minded! It's so narrow-minded!"

And the current seemingly impossible situation undoubtedly suited his interest.

"You'd better keep this sentence to yourself, 35 seconds." Yuan Zhisheng gave Caesar a high-five, indicating that the bet was done.

Then, he looked down at Sakura in his arms: "Sakura, you should know what to do, right?"

No, not at all clear. Sakura really wanted to answer this.

It's not that she really doesn't know what to do, but how to say it...

Just imagine for a moment that Yuan Zhisheng, who has always been as cool and free as water, suddenly changed from normal, wearing a coquettish and revealing cowherd suit, dancing enchantingly with blurred eyes, and at the same time holding a wine glass to toast him affectionately.

hiss!

This sense of unethical contrast really made Sakura's blood boil, and she was really unable to stand it.

Zhou Xuan, who was in the driver's seat, glanced at Ying Ying's expression and instantly understood the girl's personality.

He immediately gave Sakura a firm look of encouragement and support, looking like a fun-loving person who saw that she was not afraid of her.

But Sakura made her decision after less than a second of hesitation.

She nodded seriously to Yuan Zhisheng: "100% clear, please rest assured, young master."

After all, Sakura still couldn't bear to see the slightest possibility that Yuan Zhisheng would be in embarrassment.

She decided to go all out and help Yuan Zhisheng solve the problem as she had done countless times in the past.

Sakura firmly remembers her identity. She is Yuan Zhisheng's nickname, and all the meaning of her existence can be summed up in a simple name.

The source is childish.

As the beautiful girl behind the young master, how could she let him down?

Sakura curled her lips slightly and opened the car window.

The biting cold wind of early spring roared in instantly, blowing the hem of her clothes as they flew up and down like butterflies.

Sakura quickly climbed out of the car window and took off her suit and shirt, revealing the tight-fitting black woven armor underneath, which was covered with small metal blades.

The soft and beautiful curves of the cherry blossoms are like the continuous spring mountains right in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes. The beauty is like jade, full of life and fragrance.

He suddenly smelled a faint fragrance that was slightly cold and plum blossom-like.

Yuan Zhisheng was slightly stunned, and fragments of past memories came flooding back.

Sakura is actually not Japanese, she was born in war-torn Afghanistan.

When Sakura was still a child, her whole family died in the war. At a young age, she could only work as a child soldier to beg for food and help local guerrillas kill people everywhere.

Later, Sakura awakened the word spirit without any teacher, and various fragments could be used as weapons for her to kill people. The number of people and the success rate of assassinations increased sharply.

The Fuma family of the eight Sheqi families happened to discover this gifted child, and immediately took her back to Japan, preparing to train her well.

But Sakura, who was born in blood and fire, could not adapt to life in Japan at all. Coupled with the language barrier, the Fuma family quickly abandoned her and randomly assigned her to a shrine to maintain weapons.

The then seventeen-year-old Minamoto had just walked out of the mountains and arrived in the bizarre metropolis of Tokyo.

When he was young, he felt that Tokyo was too big, like a colorful and bottomless cave.

It is both uncontrollably fascinating and involuntarily scary.

Chaotic and complicated thoughts were in chaos in Yuan Zhisheng's heart.

It happened that the heads of the eight Sheqi families were going to the shrine to offer incense and pray for blessings in those days, so he followed them, preparing to relax.

In that majestic shrine with carved beams and painted pillars, Minamoto saw Sakura for the first time.

(End of this chapter)