Komatsu's Love Defense

I ran along the ice cave, the ice creaking with every step, until I saw the exit ahead.

As soon as I stepped out of the cave, I saw a guy wearing a fire-breathing tights, a black mask and pink long hair. He was squatting in front of me with his butt sticking up, looking down at something.

The system's electronic voice sounded: "Ding, the host encountered Jiro Teppei in the storyline, information is being released..."

铁平

Sex: Male

Birthday: Unknown

Occupation: Regenerationist

Master: Red Regeneration Home and Works

Damage: Unknown

Character introduction: He is the one who inherited the bloodline of Jiro, the acupoint master, and possesses very strong strength!

Character: Teppei inherited the blood of the legendary gourmet Jiro, and has a calm, easy-going and calm personality. He pays great attention to the use of language and does not like to talk nonsense, but in fact he often talks a lot.

Oh my god! Isn't this the heart-opening brother? Why is he here? He must be doing something bad in secret again!

Teppei, who was squatting on the ground, seemed to have noticed something and turned around to see me. He then squatted there in silence for a while, then suddenly stood up and rushed towards me.

I stood there, staring at Tieping running towards me, my heart beating wildly involuntarily.

Tieping passed by me directly, and suddenly he stopped and looked up at something flying in the air.

"Buzzing..."

Two huge mosquitoes appeared in the air, flying very fast, swiftly shuttling through the air. They circled beside me, and the buzzing sound lingered in my ears.

This is still a flower mosquito. Even the flower mosquitoes in Guangdong in the 21st century are not as exaggerated as this one. But it is also annoying and makes people want to slap it to death.

I couldn't catch this damn mosquito no matter what I did, so Tieping slapped it to death, leaving green mucus on his palm.

"Huh..." Looking at the disgusting green slime on Tieping's palm, I got goose bumps all over my body.

Teppei shook off the slime on his hands and took off the hood, revealing his face, a scar extending from his forehead to below his neck, and a green crew cut.

There are three containers of different shapes hanging on his right ear, each containing three colored liquids. Their specific functions are unknown.

Tie Ping had no expression on his face. "Ah... Really, I don't understand this guy's acupoint pressing method."

Tieping came close to me and made a silencing gesture: "Shh~ From now on you'd better not make a sound, otherwise you won't be able to return to the mainland alive."

I nodded in agreement. Brother, from the beginning until now, you are the only one who has been talking.

Neither of us noticed that there was a tiny GT robot on the back of a fly flying in the air, staring at us not far away.

Tieping nodded with satisfaction, he opened the notebook, found a blank page and started writing.

Tieping held up the note in his hand. I tried to get closer and look at it for a long time before I could recognize the words he wrote. There were a few crooked words written on it: That tights is equipped with a bug!

My goodness, if you didn’t have some cultural background, it would be impossible to know what he was writing about.

I turned around and looked at the huge ice cave behind me. There were many icicles hanging in the ice cave, and the frozen lake was as smooth as a mirror.

I pointed at the lake, tried to control my voice, and whispered, "Could this be... the soup..."

"That's it. Don't say that out loud." Tieping spoke softly, as if he was afraid that his words would be overheard.

I sighed helplessly, my voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Ah... OK, I understand, about that..."

Tieping was silent for a moment, looking straight ahead with a serious expression. Then he picked up a pen and quickly wrote on the notepad, handing it to me for me to read.

The handwriting on the note was crooked and I had to work hard to decipher what it said: The bug was installed by the client, Mr. Monroe Ackerley, and I have confirmed that there is no mistake.

I curled the corners of my mouth and sighed in my heart, "Brother, not only your handwriting is ugly, but you even get the client's name wrong."

Tieping was silent for a moment, his thoughts drifting back to the scene of meeting the client on the ship. He didn't see Tang in the lake just now, and if the client heard it, he would probably abandon them and leave.

Tieping turned over a blank page, continued writing on it, and then handed it to me.

I squinted my eyes and carefully read the words on the note: If the client knew there was no soup, he would probably abandon us and return!