Nakamura has always felt that with his leadership talents, he should not just live in an ordinary residential street and live by collecting protection money, but should have a wider sky. The rebellious goshawk will not succumb to the nest of the tree, it will surely cheer up its hard wings and fly towards the highest place!

Since he took over the Nakamura group from his father and became the second generation of the Nakamura group (the second generation leader), he has been dormant for 20 years, relying only on more than 100 of his younger brothers to collect protection money on residential streets every day, and he can't sleep in fear when he even hears the sirens passing by, he is really fed up with these days!

So he sent someone to find the Yamashita group on another nearby street, and wanted to partner with them to do a "big" deal! They scraped together a sum of money and bought dozens of foreign women from the traffickers at the docks. The traffickers, who all had serious international company backgrounds, used this sign to trick foreign women into coming to Japan in the name of work, and then sold them into the custom industry, and those who did not obey were pushed directly into the sea.

After they got these women, they originally planned to open a nightclub in partnership, optimize and upgrade the industrial structure, and bid farewell to the single profit source model that only collected protection fees in the past, which is very good and profitable. It's just that they have some differences in the location of the nightclub, they all want to open this money-making business on their own streets, and they can't talk about it after talking a few times, and finally the two big brothers slapped the table and said that they wouldn't talk about it, and they would talk about it after a fight, and whoever wins will listen to whom!

This is also the consistent style of violent communities in Japan, in the Edo period, they were poor and inferior, begging for food in the port and women, at that time they were called "strangers", with their hair, tattoos, strange behavior, intimidating villagers, and even indiscriminate killing of innocents, so that they should not be expected to be of high quality.

Although the upper-level club members wore suits and leather shoes, studied in the United States and Europe, the business cards handed out were written "President So-and-so" and "President So-and-so", as if everyone was a senior business person. But the quality of the upper class does not represent the level of the lower class, and the quality of an ultra-low-level boss like Nakayama Zhixiong is no different from that of a junior ordinary brother.

It's not too easy to draw a knife and cut someone if you don't agree with each other, okay? This is their "job" that has been passed down from generation to generation!

The reason why they chose Kabukicho as the battlefield is because there are many "like-minded people" here, and they want to show their martial side in front of their peers, and it would be better if they could be appreciated by any of the big guys. And they don't dare to openly fight in residential areas, in case they are targeted by the police station, they will be in trouble, and they will not have any scruples here.

It's night, and the power in the night is in their hands.

Nakamura looked over his family tree and knew that he had an ancestor who had been a samurai of the Tokugawa shogun, although it was hundreds of years ago, but this still made him very proud, feeling that his family background was noble, and these rough people were completely different, and he was very proud of himself to have such an ancestor.

It's like a child who hasn't grown up and learns to speak in an adult's tone, thinking that he is an upright man.

In fact, it's just a little hairy child.

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Nakamura looked at the second generation of Yamashita Shimono in the Yamashita group on the opposite side, and said loudly, "You and I have brought 40 people on both sides, it's fair!" This victory will determine the ownership of the nightclub, don't you have an opinion? ”

"Nope!" Yamashino replied decisively.

At this time, the night sky was still pouring rain, and the neon lights on the doors of nightclubs and clubs were dimly lit, a moist light. In the face of this small-scale armed fight with only a few dozen people, the people in Kabukicho are actually not interested, but as the so-called beating children on a rainy day, they are idle, so there are many people standing under the eaves to watch the battle.

The large number of onlookers undoubtedly gave a lot of motivation to both sides of the war, trying to show their most "manly" side. They took off their tunics and tops and let the rain run down the lines of their muscles and tattoos, and the hideous ukiyo-e tattoos on their chests and arms came to life, as if they were about to jump out and devour people!

What a murderous, majestic, and menacing rabble.

"Aren't they cold?" Suddenly, one of the onlookers whispered to his companion, although the temperature is not the lowest point of the year, and the Japanese are also frost-resistant, but the problem is that it is the coldest night of the day, and it is raining, is it really good to take off your shirt so windy?

"What's this?" The young man, who was also obviously a "fellow believer", was disdainful of his companion's question, "What is this cold for a real man?" Now at the time of life and death, the blood is already boiling in the chest! What are you afraid of the cold? Really! ”

"Uh-oh." The crowd who got the answer turned their heads and looked at the people in the arena who were about to have a duel, and said in a tone of envy and admiration, "What a strong man!" ”

In fact, he should ask the "strong" if he disagrees with his evaluation

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"What a bleak and cold night." Wei Yue wrapped the windbreaker on her body tightly, "What do you think of Duanmu-kun?" If you feel that your muscles and bones are not smooth, you can move it, and it will not be good if you have cramps at that time, if Duanmujun capsizes in the gutter, you will be laughed at by me for three years! ”

"Didn't the ancient warriors have a pot of wine before they went into battle? Half a pot of wine is strong and prestigious, half a pot of wine is poured on the edge of the sword to sacrifice the sword, but now there is nothing. Duanmu Ci sighed, "I really want to have a drink." ”

"When the matter is over, I will invite Duanmujun to drink. I know that there is a very nice izakaya and the hostess is also very nice. ”

The last sentence is the point, bastard Duanmu gave a squint.

Wei Yue stared at the movement in the distance, "It's almost time, it's too late." Duanmu-kun, please show the strength and courage of a samurai and go to the battlefield with me! "What the hell is the tone of this middle two?

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Nakamura took out the iron rod in his hand, his eyes stared at the mountain field like a cheetah, as if he was looking at his prey, and the younger brothers behind him refused to fall when they saw the boss like this, and patted their cold chests with weapons one by one, like gorillas.

Yamashita Group is not to be outdone when he sees nature, Yamashita Ye doesn't know where to find a pot of wine, and after taking a sip, he raises the wine bottle high above his head, and then the bottle mouth is facing down, and the wine is suddenly mixed with the rain and drips down, and Yamashita Ye raises his head and drinks wildly! The younger brothers roared and screamed excitedly, and there were all kinds of weird sounds, which made people feel like they had entered the zoo before the earthquake.

The crowd of onlookers also gradually became excited, they knew that the battle was about to begin, and the thought of seeing the bloody and tragic scene immediately, they all roared loudly, and the roar attracted more onlookers, and everyone roared together with red faces, and the atmosphere reached its peak for a while!

Just when Nakamura Osamu and Yamashitano looked at each other and were about to start a war, an abrupt shout suddenly pierced the roar of everyone, "まあ! バカ達がこっちを見て! (Hey!) Look this way, fools! ）”

Everyone subconsciously looked over, and the hundreds of heads present were all looking in the same direction in unison, and if you looked down from a high place, you would find that this was actually very joyful.

Everyone followed the prestige and saw a huge piece of security in the distance. Under a billboard, two young men in black trench coats ride bicycles and hold a black umbrella to protect themselves from the rain, looking like students who have just finished school at nearby Chengcheng High School.

"バカ (bastard)!" Nakamura Jio and Yamashita Ye roared at the same time, they are also "superior" people with "status", and there are hundreds of junior brothers under their hands, how can they allow two people who look like students to be so presumptuous to themselves?

And the onlookers were also a little puzzled, could it be that the two students had just gotten drunk in the izakaya? Otherwise, how dare you say such a death-seeking thing? Don't they see clearly the current tension?

Just when everyone was angry and confused, two bicycles suddenly rushed over, this SHIMANO company's latest production and development of mountain bikes in 2010, when accelerating on the flat can reach a speed of up to 40 yards, very sprinting, has been praised and recommended by the president of the Japan Bicycle Association, and is well received by mountain bike enthusiasts!

I saw these two young people put away the black umbrella, and then leaned over, riding a mountain bike with two feet and galloping wildly, and the black windbreaker hunted in the wind!

At this time, the two sides of the battle reacted, and it turned out that these two boys had come here to find fault!

This is decisively unbearable!

Both the Nakamura group and the Yamashita group rushed forward decisively and tacitly, preparing to deal with these two boys who don't know the height of the sky first, otherwise these two young people probably won't know how dangerous the adult world is!

Don't underestimate this society!

As they ran towards the two bikes, the bikes rushed towards them, and the huge sprint force knocked over a club member in an instant! Then Duanmu Ci pulled out the black umbrella and swung it around, as if drawing out a sword. There was a hardwood bat wrapped in the black umbrella, and it was extremely painful to hit the body, and the members of the club retreated in pain, Duanmu Ci was riding a bicycle while waving the black umbrella, and it was unstoppable for a while!

He rode his bicycle into battle, but he rode like he was riding a peerless horse!

At this time, there were onlookers who loved the true Three Kingdoms Warriors and exclaimed, "It's really Changshan Zhao Zilongye!" ”

Duanmu Ci controlled the handlebar with one hand and waved the black umbrella with the other, avoiding everywhere he passed. Even if his mount was just a bicycle and his weapon was just a black umbrella with a bat in his hand, so what? He's still invincible! It's like an invincible general riding a red rabbit horse and wielding a red tassel spear, seven in and seven out of Nagasaka Slope!

It's just so handsome!

The onlookers screamed loudly, their eyes staring at the black figure without moving, when a member of the club rushed up and slashed with a knife, Duanmu Ci turned sideways to avoid it, and the blade fell along the collar, cutting all the buttons. The knee-length trench coat suddenly opened widely, like a long dark night, hiding the mighty wind and thunder!

"Ah!!!h

The girls screamed again, some girls who do "strange business" even want to "pick up customers", as long as the man is willing to come, don't talk about the charge, even if it's upside down!

The old lady is happy to seal red envelopes!

The windbreaker was opened, and Duanmu Ci even felt that the restraint was much smaller, he was originally a person who liked freedom, so he felt more comfortable, and his hand to wave the umbrella became more powerful!

Finally, he rode his bicycle all the way to Nakamura Zhio's face, Nakamura Zhixiong's heart suddenly clenched, blood pressure skyrocketed, and just when the iron rod in his hand couldn't help but be about to swing out, the umbrella surface of a black umbrella suddenly opened in front of his eyes, obscuring his vision. Then the umbrella slowly swirled and lowered, revealing a face far more handsome than any TV star.

"Hello Mr. Nakamura, let's get to know each other, at the lower end of the wood."

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PS: This chapter is very satisfying, and so is the next chapter.

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