"Ah, what smells so bad...... I said who it was, it turned out to be the clerk of the pachinko shop...... You didn't lose anything from the last time, but your frozen stored value card of mine meant that I lost more than 100,000 yen in the principal alone. ”

Looking at the scar on the corner of the other party's eyebrows and the muzzle of the black hole, Sosuke Araki looked like he suddenly realized.

"Whoever told you that, I mean the docks...... Anyway, you don't want to get out of this place today, I'm looking forward to your begging for mercy for a while. Gong Lin didn't finish speaking, and quickly stopped.

The matter on the dock is currently unconfirmed, and they are currently transferred to the side of the Substitute Ghost Galactic Alliance Sect, and the official attention is not yet on the Bliss Society.

"Last time, the seven of you couldn't beat me, so this time, are you going to have to fight with more people and more guns?"

Seemingly calmly provoking the other party, Sousuke Araki looked at his surroundings and secretly took steps to close the distance with the other party.

The second was so warmonized that his ears were calloused, of course he knew that the other party was here for the things on the dock, and he just deliberately paralyzed the other party with words.

After all, several people on the other side have guns in their hands, and if they fight hard, their chances of winning are slim.

I can only try to see if I can hijack the person on the other side.

All in all, he's prepared for the worst.

"Put the gun away, so many people still hold a gun on a person, this is not in line with the rules of the road......"

In the darkness, a voice came from behind the factory shed.

Sousuke Araki realized that behind the desk over there, there was a person standing with his back to him.

In the dim light, Kitayama Torataro's lean back had a red face, smiling silently.

It's a pity that he was too short, and no one noticed the posture that Sosuke Araki had maintained since he entered the door.

Before turning around, Kitayama Torataro pressed the muzzle of Miyabayashi's gun.

"I'm sorry, but this time, your opponent is me."

Gong Lin glanced at the muzzle of the gun that was pinched and deformed by him: "This is the ...... in the meeting"

"The rivers and lakes are in trouble, the rivers and lakes are over. I've read your information, and I read that you are also a person who has walked through the path of Ren Xia, so according to the rules of the road, win against me, and you can leave alive...... If you lose, stay alive. ”

Ignoring Miyabayashi completely, Kitayama Torataro said to Sosuke Araki with an old-fashioned expression.

"You're a good talker. But, are you sure...... Want to go head-to-head with me? Isn't this some new type of scam, finding a disability to blackmail my medical bills? ”

Sosuke Araki looked at the thin and short man in front of him, and confirmed to Miyabayashi with some tears and laughter.

This man who is full of ribs and less than 1.6 meters tall doesn't look like he can fight very well.

Or did you practice some strange fighting techniques?

It reminded him of a certain little guy in WWE who was good at "619".

"You kid, don't look down on people......"

Feeling the distrustful eyes of the other party and the naked humiliation in his words, Kitayama Torataro angrily overturned the wooden table next to him, and the durian pizza fell to the ground.

Man: "I said I'll pack it up and go back later......"

Before receiving the miracle bestowed by the organization, Kitayama Torataro's life was bleak.

Because of his admiration for the so-called "Extreme Dao" and "Ren Xia" spirit, he dropped out of junior high school and followed several seniors to mix on the road.

In the Yakuza jungle, where martial arts are admired, every member of the Yakuza will work hard to gain a way out, and Kitayama Torataro is no exception.

However, perhaps due to talent and genetics, no matter how hard he exercised and ate scientifically, his height and muscles did not grow significantly.

The martial arts comprehension is also very poor, and he has practiced karate for almost 20 years, but in the end he failed to pass the black belt assessment and was expelled from the school.

On the contrary, he has a lot of experience in being beaten.

Depressed, he could only work as a parking boy in a nightclub, and he watched his companions who had entered the industry with him rise to fame, promotions, raises, and prisons......

Until he met the noble man in his life.

It was Minister Tendo who gave him the opportunity to be reborn.

Of the five people who took the "miracle thing" at the same time as him, he was the only one who survived and gained the "miracle power".

Although he was hidden by the organization last year because of a small accident, now, it is time for him to shine again.

"The first three groups are like a crowd, with a 'three-headed Prajna', Kitayama Torataro, see you!"

Saying this, Kitayama Torataro stretched his ribs and put on a posture with great momentum, and the red and white and laughing on his back and shoulders smiled silently.

"Remember, I am the one who ended your life!"

However, the original exquisite composition of the "Three Prajna Tattoos" looks as shabby as a ghost in his thin body.

"Wait......"

Seeing that the other party was serious, Sousuke Araki put the pizza aside, took off his helmet, and began to take off his clothes and pants.

This set of special suits is a company, and if you pay a deposit, it will be troublesome if it gets dirty and damaged.

"You boy, it's too late to offer your body for mercy...... If you want to insult me, you can consider it......"

Before Kitayama Torataro finished speaking, Sosuke Araki had already taken off his special suit neatly, folded it and put it aside.

He was shirtless, leaving only a pair of GU special striped boxers, and one hand was reaching into the crotch of his pants and scratching sourly: "Delivery man No. 9527 of the Ikebukuro Delivery Station in the Demaikan Pavilion, carrying a 'special durian pizza', Sousuke Araki, see the ......"

Sousuke Araki wasn't too stout, but his sturdy body was covered with runes of unknown meaning.

On the sculptural inverted deltoid muscles, the lifelike angry-eyed Bodhisattva sitting on the skull lotus platform looked at the two with murderous eyes.

"Hey, this kid's tattoo is not a joke......"

Seeing the delicate tattoos and exaggerated area on Sosuke Araki's body, Miyabayashi couldn't help but look at Kitayama Torataro with some wistfulness.

Didn't this kid in the information grow up in the welfare home, could it be that he was actually the illegitimate son of a big guy in Nuluo Boxing? Kill him, Bliss will not start an all-out war with the Nuluo Fist.

"Tut, look at your tattoo, it's really the same as in the information, and it's also a very good man......"

On the contrary, Kitayama Torataro was excited when he saw Sosuke Araki's exaggerated tattoo.

Generally, the tattoos of members of the Extreme Way are mainly on the back, shoulders, upper and lower arms, and chest.

The higher the grade, the larger the area.

For example, the combination of back, shoulders, and arms on Kitayama Torataro's "Three Songs" would have taken more than a year and countless pains to complete.

And a tattoo like Sousuke Araki's body, I'm afraid it will take several years.

He's a ruthless man.

Kitayama Torataro was more than ten years old, and since he was mixed with the pole, he has always admired the kind of scene where the pole boss bursts into clothes and shows off tattoos and fights naked when he doesn't agree with him.

However, he was covered in ribs, and others didn't bother to fight with him at all, and often took off his sweater to the point where he was generally stuck on his head and was beaten to his knees begging for mercy.

And after obtaining the "miracle", he relied on his powerful strength to solve the battle with one blow, and there was no chance of breaking clothes at all.

He was deeply sorry, so he simply started to go top today.

"Come on, Extreme Dao Burst Clothes Life and Death Fight, in order to let me play a little longer, you can shoot first."

Saying this, Kitayama Torotaro excitedly put his fists in front of him, and his feet kept jumping.

Yes, after more than ten years of "Extreme Dao", it is the first time that he has the opportunity to fight with people in violent clothes.

He even had the idea of "should I put my vest on and take it off again".

"No, what if you fall down and slander me as soon as I make a move, you should ask for it first."

How could Sosuke Araki be easily fooled, his hands in front of him and behind him in the posture of Wing Chun spreading, but his eyes glanced at the palace forest and the few people at the gate of the factory shed with wariness.