Chapter 334 Who Am I? !

Aokiji, Hirata Taiga looked at each other, and looked at Shin-chan, who was standing in front of Nakao Kimiko, with a red face and eyes that almost had red hearts, and burst out laughing.

Nakao Kimiko was stunned at first, but then she started to laugh. Looking at this little kid who just wanted to see some photo album of Kurumi, Nakao Kimiko knelt down and touched it with her hands with a gentle smile. Touched his round head: "Little brother, do you want to date me?"

"A date, a date?" Xiaoxin's eyes widened slightly, and the blush on his cheeks became more obvious.

He put his face on his shoulder, looking shy like a little girl, grabbing the corner of his clothes, and what he said made people laugh: "My name is Nohara Shinnosuke, I am five years old, I like to eat green peppers and vegetables, and I like to watch Superman."

Nohara Miya hurriedly came over and grabbed his collar and pulled him back. She apologized and smiled repeatedly: "Sorry, my child is disobedient, so I disturbed you."

"Mom! What are you doing! Let me go!" Crayon Shin-chan felt that he had lost face in front of the beautiful woman, and he immediately started struggling with his hands and feet.

"Oh? Do you like green peppers? How about eating green peppers tonight?" Miya Nohara silenced Crayon Shin-chan with just one sentence.

He was dragged away by Miya's collar, and the look he looked at Nakao Kimiko was as desperate as parting with his lover in a love movie.

Kimiko Nakao held back her laughter and waved to him.

The mind reader Geko was smiling speechlessly at this time and picked up the beef in front of him: "This is your prize. Do you want to play the next round? If you choose not to take the beef and continue the next round of the game, after victory But there are fifty thousand vouchers."

Although Nohara Miya was a little moved, she knew very well that Xiaoxin was just relying on luck, so she made a smart choice and took away the high-quality beef in front of her. Xiaoxin was dragged further and further away by Miya's collar, and his eyes were still looking at Nakao Kimiko reluctantly, which made everyone couldn't help but laugh again.

Geko shook his head. He didn't care who took the beef. Anyway, this was part of the mall's promotion. He just wanted to win a round. Turning his head, he regained his composure: "Who else wants to challenge?"

It was just a coincidence, I am indeed very strong. Geko regained confidence in himself.

Aokiji hesitated and walked out of the crowd: "Come play with me."

Geko looked at Aokiji and frowned slightly: This guy looks very difficult to deal with, but he seems a bit familiar.

The photographer next to him looked at the photography team behind Aoki Tsukasa, raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly reminded in a low voice: "It's Aoki Tsukasa from the Supernova Contest. They were shooting in Kasukabe recently."

Geko was suddenly enlightened. Looking at Aokiji's originally fierce face, he felt friendly. After all, he is a celebrity. As long as he is not a bad person, he said: "Of course, please sit down."

Aokiji sat down, and Geko greeted him cordially: "You are Mr. Aokiji, I am your fan. You played really well against Yachiyo no Ryū."

Aokiji didn't expect anyone here to recognize him, so he smiled and said, "Ah, that's right, you're flattered."

"Haha, let's just start the game!" A flash of light flashed in Geko's eyes. Nowadays, Tsukasa Aoki is a celebrity who is very popular on the Internet. He participates in the filming of his show. If he can beat him, his fame will definitely increase. Rising!

Aokiji didn't think much about it, he just did it for fun.

He quite likes to be exposed to some new and exciting things.

"I'll just do it like the kid just did." Aokiji looked at the ingredients on the table and thought about how to play this game.

Geko turned around confidently: "Yes, you can just choose. I think you may not need anything else in the dormitory, so I think it's not a bad idea to choose something that is difficult to guess. "

Aokiji looked at his back to make sure he couldn't see his hand, and pointed at the high-grade beef in a hidden way.

It's all a psychological game anyway, and it doesn't really matter what you choose.

Taking a deep breath, Aokiji said calmly: "I have made my choice."

"Haha, then we can start." Geko turned around and came back, only to see a terrifying scene - Aokiji's face was expressionless, his eyes looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person, and there was a cold and swishing power. Rushing towards him, at this moment, he thought he was having psychological counseling with a murderer!

What's going on with this guy!

Geko broke into cold sweat in an instant, and his usual smooth tongue was a bit hard to open. At this time, Aokiji's expression was as if he was saying, if you guess it, I will kill you!

Aokiji had no idea what kind of terrifying feeling his gaze gave him. He just tried his best to keep his face straight, making it look like he had no emotional fluctuations. His eyes were fixed on Geko, but in fact, his brain had already been completely empty.

Geko swallowed: "I just reminded you that you can choose something that is more difficult for me to guess, such as sukiyaki ingredients that you may not use at all, or vegetable platters. I think you are likely to choose something because of my advance hint. So avoid these things.”

After the words fell, Aokiji's expression did not change. He even raised his chin slightly and looked down slightly. In Geko's view, this look was both contemptuous and terrifying, as if telling him, you say whatever you want, you guessed it. I'll break your legs.

Geko's hands were shaking unnoticeably. He glanced at the camera next to him and cheered up: "It seems like you really don't want me to guess. Then you must really want to win. If you really want to win someone, you will." Think about strategy, so you must have used your brain."

"Then what did you choose? Will it be beef?" After Geko finished speaking, Aokiji remained unmoved.

"Haha, of course, you can remain silent, I can see your heart through your expression." Even though Geko said this, he felt despair in his heart: Look, look at the P! Looking at his face, I was screaming for help in my heart!

"Maybe you would choose the fruit here? After all, fruit is convenient for you to eat after training." Geko tried, but found that Aokiji was really like a ghost, looking at him completely motionless, not to mention slightly. His expression seemed like he couldn't even breathe!

You are so professional, just go and be a Yakuza! Have you received any kind of anti-interrogation training?

Geko swallowed, and a bold thought popped into his mind: This guy seemed to be a bad boy before, could it be true?

Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Aokiji twisted his neck slightly and kept his eyes open. His eyes were a little sore. He stared hard and continued to look at Geko, complaining in his heart: This guy is very fast, isn't he? What's wrong with me? He remained silent for a long time.

Geko was stared at by Aokiji's reddish eyes, and his heart beat faster: "Well, if it's not fruit"

I can not make it!

Geko looked at Aoki Tsukasa's eyes widening wider and wider, and finally couldn't help but decided to give up. He pointed at the beef casually, and said self-defeatingly: "I guess you chose beef."

Aokiji opened his mouth wide and stood up suddenly. The chair was moved a little sideways, and the clattering sound scared Geko's body to stiffen.

Finished

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Geko's vision went dark, his knees felt weak, and he felt that he might not be able to leave this shabby mall today.

"How did you guess it? I should have concealed it well!" Aokiji's words finally brought Geko back to his senses. He was stunned and stretched out his trembling hand, pointing at himself: "Me?"

"Yes!" Aokiji nodded in confusion.

"What?" Geko's eyes were blank.

"You!" Aokiji frowned.

"Me?" Geko leaned on the chair weakly.

"Yes!" Aoki Si stared at him speechlessly.

"Who am I?" Geko said, ah, I'm dead.