Chapter 1616 (1/2)

Tokyo is a very interesting place.

Luke found it interesting not because of its prosperity, but because of its large population.

As soon as there are more people, there will be more things, more crimes, and experience points can be found everywhere.

Some of them are really excessive, some of them are wonderful.

Luke is familiar with the road and steals himself in the dark, which is far from a small ice bead.

In the storage space, how many of these mass-produced ice beads are there.

Take and throw as you go, and destroy automatically.

Before, I didn't use this one, mainly because it was not heavy enough, and it was easy to float when its range was far away.

But with the primary accuracy of the target eye and the powerful force, it is said that the head will never explode if the target is knocked out within 50 meters.

It's not that he sympathizes with criminals, but ordinary crimes also break out. That's not like the keyboard judges of the last generation, who are prone to death.

Knock dizzy, just the most worry.

In Tokyo, it's also common to see drunkards in the middle of the night.

As for whether these ”drunken” criminals will be violated by others, it's not a question Luke needs to worry about.

This way of doing good is too hidden. Neither the criminal nor the victim can see the little ice bead in the dark.

The next day, many ghost stories spread in Tokyo. Some were told by criminals and some by victims. Both sides were scared to think about it after the fact.

After Los Angeles and New York, Luke continued his efforts, adding a horror urban legend to Tokyo.

He didn't feel it at all, just watched the system add more than 6000 experience points in one night.

The criminals who knock on the street can't get such a high score, of course, but they brought three small drug nests along the way in one night, and gained a lot of money, so they got this number.

Every step is a thousand miles away. The ancients did not deceive me. Luke looked out of the window and took a sip of coffee.

”Well, are you an actor?” A girl's voice came from his side.

Luke's side: ”No. Besides, I don't take photos or exchange phone numbers. Thank you. ”

With that, he turned around again, ignoring the twenty seventh girl who came up to talk this morning.

Although it's interesting to be accosted by female guests in the maid's Cafe, it's just interesting.

I have to say that among the girls I met from yesterday to today, the white lady was barely accepted by him.

But he is not interested in having fun in neon because of his higher taste.

A max in New York alone, with his ”absolute height” mind, can crush 99.99% of the neon women in seconds.

It's hard for a big guy who is used to eating two abalone to be interested in ten or twenty abalone.

As for the maid Luke couldn't help sighing.

It can only be said that when the second dimension becomes the third dimension, the fantasy is always too easy to be disillusioned.

Even though the coffee shop he chose is the most expensive and the best maid coffee shop in Akihabara, the quality of the maid can only be said to be OK.

Most of the other ”maids” he saw on the way to Akihabara were not as good as the roadside chatting paper for his younger sister, who was in poor condition.

Of course, the overall standard of these ”maids” is much higher than that of ordinary neon women, which is enough to deal with house men and tourists.

On the other hand, the drinks and food in the maid's coffee shop are also sloppy.

The coffee material is not bad, the coffee maker's technical level is not clear, but the jacquard technology is not bad, that is, the taste is not right for Luke's ”American” customers.

He ordered a blue mountain and a cappuccino.

Blue mountain is for himself.

As we all know, neon people monopolize more than half of the production of real blue mountain coffee beans.