Under the efficiency of the Black Rose Mercenary Corps, the gray forces in Fukushima decreased at the speed of visible to the naked eye.

So that the remaining gray power in Fukushima is self -dangerous!

Many people are even forced to be good and change their careers to avoid disasters from coming to their heads.

And the remaining guys who are still hacking, in addition to lingering every day, are suspicion of suspicion.

They all doubt that this must be an hostile forces suddenly emerging, and they intentionally hit them intentionally. But this idea was quickly dispelled by them because they found that there are still hostile forces there exist? They just doubted that they doubted it?

It was a certain hostile forces that made the ghosts. As a result, the hostile forces were sent to the police station by those so -called "justice masks".

Without many days, the gray forces in Fukushima were basically eliminated.

After these gray forces were destroyed, the ordinary people in Fujima were relieved. You must know that they are usually bullied by these buns.

Especially some time ago, the Shakou group also sent someone to go to the streets to catch people, and these two days they could not see the Shakou group out of bullying people. Instead, some people found that the people in the Shakou group were quietly quiet

Be volunteer for the community?

For example, Mr. Matsumoto, as usual, he drank two glasses of wine after get off work, and then rushed to the house. When he passed a public toilet, he couldn't help but run in because of urine.

As soon as I entered, Mr. Matsumoto saw a gangster squatting in the public toilet with a golden killing Matt head, staring at him with a bad look.

Mr. Matsumoto suddenly frightened a cold sweat, and the wine was dissipated.

Judging from his previous experience, this mix is ​​definitely squatting in the public toilet for a long time. He is specifically robbed those who go to the toilet to go to the toilet here.

"Please, please don't hit me, me, I am willing to give you all my wallets, please leave me my ID card card to me, please, please!"

Mr. Matsumoto bent down into ninety degrees, handed his hands on his wallet with both hands, sweating nervously, and carefully observed the opponent's response with Yu Guang.

I saw this killing Matt's head -like mixed stood slowly standing up, seeing something in his hand, and hiding behind him.

"That must be a stick. It's so good that he puts away the stick. It seems that he has escaped today!"

Just when the macaron was passed by him, Mr. Matsumoto thought he would take his wallet from his own hands. The killing Matt head -shaped little mixed was directly bypassing him, and he shouted unclearly.

"Uncle, go home early after get off work, don't go into the public toilet after drinking the wine. Finally, you vomit the ground. You are so troubled by others. Do you know? ! ""

Although it was a scolding words, what was unexpectedly called Mr. Matsumoto was that the machematic mixed with the Matt head had not embarrassed him, but went out of the public toilet directly.

When the figure of killing Matt's head -type little munning disappeared, Mr. Matsumoto quietly looked up at him, and found that behind the Matt's head -type little mixed, there was a broom and a trailer?

"No, isn't it used to hit my stick ..." Mr. Matsumoto was confused.

However, when Mr. Matsumoto turned his head to look at the smooth ground in the public toilet, it looked like he had just been cleaned. Mr. Matsumoto suddenly seemed to understand everything.

"So, he, did he just clean the toilet here? Now, why is the little mixed now began to be a volunteer?"

After doubt, Mr. Matsumoto felt wet in his pants. He looked down and found that he had just been scared.

After finally finishing packing, Mr. Matsumoto immediately rushed home and shared his wonderful experience in the public toilet today to the Internet.

In this sharing, Mr. Matsumoto found that there were still many netizens who had similar experiences with him, and most of them were nearby, or netizens in other areas in Fukushima.

Although what they experienced did not happen in the public toilet, it also happened in the community, schools, zoos, etc. Normally and so on.

While these little mixed appear there, they are not doing bad things, but they are doing volunteers uniformly?!

It can be seen that Mr. Matsumoto's experience is not an example, but that all the gangsters in Fukushima are doing these good things!

Netizens in Fukushima felt inexplicable, but netizens outside Fukushima were full of envy.

"Wow, is the management of the local police station in Fukushima so good now, even the little mixed is changed to volunteer?"

"I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the police station, it must be God, it is God's arrival and influence this small bastard!"

"I have to go to Fukushima another day. If the little gangsters there have become like this, then people who live in Fukushima are too happy!"

On the Internet of Sakura Country, netizens praised Fukushima and called Fukushima a real "Fukushima"!

However, although netizens have made envious voices about Fukushima, there are also some small mixed in other places outside Fukushima. After learning about the situation in Fukushima, they can't help but feel bad.

"Oh, this group of guys in Fukushima really embarrassed our gray power!"

"I heard that there is a organization called the Shatou Group in Fukushima. I have been heard that they are very powerful before, but I have seen them recently. They are actually helping the old man to get vegetables? I really vomit!"

"I think there must be any mysterious astronomical phenomenon in Fukushima, and then let the little stuns inside make a shock!"

A group of cherry blossoms from other places, you said, discuss the situation in Fukushima.

At this time, a stunned scar on his face and a clear scar on his face came out. He was the little head of the organization.

"Don't guess, what is the situation there, we know it in person."

Other little bricks nodded in agreement.

But their purpose is not only that.

The plane header also said: "If the bastard on Fukushima is really good, especially the Sandou group is the same, wouldn't we take the opportunity to go to Fukushima Mountain as king? Haha, Fukushima is a good

Local, there are a lot of oil and water! "

"Yes!"

"Let's go soon!"

A group of mixed groups can't wait to set off.

However, when they came to Fukushima just by tram, everyone was stupid.

As soon as they got out of the car, they were surrounded by a group of powerful masters.

The big man headed by asks the plane directly: "Give you two choices, do you want to eat meals, or do good things?"
Chapter completed!