It is a group of more than ten people with green skins, with sticky hair, wearing social clothes, some of them have bats and sticks in their hands, and those who don't hold anything are more dangerous, and there may be some controlled knives hidden in their arms.

Mizuno Sora knew that the security in Adachi Ward was poor, but he didn't expect it to be so bad that no one cared about openly taking a weapon to the street.

There are also a few familiar faces in the gangsters, who are Hongchuan and the others in the class who were cleaned up by him.

Seeing that they were premeditated on the road, Mizuno Sora understood that Hongchuan and the others had not done anything in the past few days, just to find out his route to and from school, looking for a good opportunity to start.

"That's him." Hongchuan pointed at Mizuno Sora, his vicious gaze almost frozen.

The class said that Hongchuan was not only a bad boy in school, but also knew thugs and green-skinned gangsters in society, and there were people in the family who were members of the Extreme Dao, and the rumors seemed to be at least half accurate.

So many rumors seem to Mizuno Sora to be four words, the scum of society.

More than ten people overwhelmed Mizuno Sora with a fierce momentum, and the man with the bat in the lead contempted Mizuno Sora: "Is that the Hongchuan kid you hit?" ”

"If he hasn't been beaten up again by others in the past few days, that's me." Mizuno Sora replied calmly in the same tone.

One of his hands rests behind him on Yarn Umibe's lower abdomen, motioning for Yarn to step back.

Yarn Umibe understood that it would not help for her to be next to Mizuno-kun, but it would distract him, so she took a few steps back obediently, her hand had already touched the phone in her school bag, but under so many eyes, she didn't dare to call the police, for fear that the situation would further escalate.

No, you don't have to come over to fight Mizuno-kun, as long as you explain this matter sincerely, maybe everyone will solve the misunderstanding, after all, it was Hongchuan who went too far......

Yarn Umibe has become a psychological ostrich again, looking for spiritual solace.

"Yes, yes, are you bold." The thug rubbed his bald head, "I appreciate a bold person like you, in this way, you kneel on the ground and kowtow to Hongchuan, and then climb all the way from here to school, and we will let you go." ”

The people next to him whistled.

"Kneel, kneel, kneel."

"Boss, you're too kind."

"Head, the one in the back is this bastard's girlfriend, huh, isn't it in good shape, I think it's too embarrassing for others to change the conditions." One of the thugs stared at Yarn Umibe, "How about just letting her stay with us for the night, and then take videos and photos." Ah, little girl, don't worry, we won't treat you like Junko Furuta. ”

The case of Junko Furuta is a sensational and vicious incident that occurred in the island nation of Japan in the last century, and even after 30 years, the impact of this case has not only not subsided, but has become more and more well-known.

Thirty years ago, Junko Furuta, a female high school student, was poured cement into the body by a group of murderers after dozens of days of inhuman violence and abuse, and dozens of other people participated in the atrocity in addition to a few main culprits.

Yarn Umibe, who was timid by nature, was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and the schoolbag she was holding tightly fell to the ground in fright.

Sora Mizuno put down his schoolbag and lunch box.

"Do you want to kneel obediently?"

"Kneel, kneel."

The thugs mistakenly thought that Sora Mizuno's act was to kneel.

Yarn Umibe also thinks so, although Mizuno-kun is fighting very badly, but there are more than ten people on the other side now, how can this fight, is this Mizuno-kun kneeling in order not to let her be hurt?

She couldn't help but look away and closed her eyes.

"Are you finished?" Sora Mizuno straightened up after putting down his things, looking directly at the gangster's head.

Seeing Mizuno Sora's gaze, the gangster snorted, this guy seems to be looking for death, it seems that he has to fight, but it doesn't matter if he hits, there is no camera here.

"Don't kill him, copy the guy!" He yelled and swung his baseball bat high, which was made of wood, steel and too easy to kill.

But even a wooden bat can cause a concussion if you hit it on the head! His round bat was smashed towards Sora Mizuno's shoulder, and if he hit it, he would dislocate or even fracture on the spot.

Mizuno squinted his eyes and faced the smashed bat, his right hand like a dragon out of the water, pinching the wrist of the gangster's head, Chakra gathered on the palm of his hand, only to hear the crisp sound of fractures.

The gangster's wrist was pinched off by him!

Turning over a backer, Mizuno put his knee on his abdomen again, directly letting the strong man of more than 190 pounds hang in the air for two seconds.

The others were still rushing over and didn't understand what was happening, Mizuno Sora had already rushed out in front of the strong man, and in the face of more than a dozen people holding weapons, he did not advance but retreated, and there was even an impatient desire in his eyes.

Seeing the Sora Mizuno delivered to the door, the gangsters showed cruel smiles one after another.

"Konoha ...... Whirlwind. Condensing Chakra in the lower half of his body, Mizuno Sora whispered Kai's triumphant physical technique.

The wind, Sora Mizuno felt the wind.

A small whirlwind unfolded around him, and before a dozen thugs could wonder where it was coming from, Mizuno Sora's whip leg struck their bodies.

Abdomen, shoulders, face, hips.

Everywhere it was hit, there was the sound of broken bones, even a wooden bat being swept off a leg.

Misa Umibe held her phone tightly, and she was ready to call the police when Mizuno rushed out, but the scene that happened in front of her caught her by surprise.

What just happened?

What happened just now not only did Haibe Yarn be puzzled, but Hongchuan, who was standing behind and didn't rush forward, was also confused now, shouldn't the script be that this kid was beaten like a lost dog lying on the ground and dying, how could all the people he brought arrive in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Hongchuan was pinched by the neck and lifted up, Mizuno was still wearing a school uniform, the school uniform was stained with blood, seeing Mizuno's gaze, Hongchuan was scared, he was pinched by the neck and screamed, and grabbed Mizuno's hand with both hands.

"Boom!"

Mizuno smashed Hongchuan to the ground, his face glued to the ground.

Like mopping the floor with a mop, Hongchuan's face rubbed repeatedly on the ground, and his mouth spat out dirt.

"Hongchuan, are you satisfied?"

Mizuno bowed down and stepped on Hongchuan's neck with his foot.

"Full ...... Satisfied...... Water...... Mizuno, I was wrong, I was wrong, you can spare me......" Hongchuan whimpered and apologized, his dehydrated fish-like body swaying.

After rubbing on the ground a few more times, Mizuno threw Hirokawa aside, he picked up the schoolbag and coat on the ground, and took Yarn Umibe's hand.

"Let's go."

"Hmm...... Well. ”

Hongchuan coughed heavily, the feeling that Mizuno gave him just now was that of a flood beast, and the hand holding his neck was the fangs of the beast.