After the school sports hall, because the sports hall itself is remote, and there is only a narrow open space and fence behind the sports hall, it has become one of the most remote places in the whole school.

In the past, only delinquent teenagers would come here to smoke after class, and of course, there would be fights here occasionally after school.

Tsukasa Aoki was the first time he had returned, but he always felt that he would soon become familiar with the place.

The group surrounded Aoki Tsukasa in the center, leaving almost no gaps, and when Aoki Tsukasa looked out in the center, he could only see dense human heads, as if there were figures everywhere, and the twenty or so people were just a seemingly small number in the number, but in reality, it was completely different.

At least in Aoki's visual senses, you just told him that there were a hundred people around him now, and he didn't think it was strange.

The man with the big back lit a cigarette and unceremoniously blew the smoke onto Aoki Tsukasa's face, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Is there anything else you want to say?" ”

"Brother Liang, what nonsense are you talking about with this kid!" Yasuda's expression at the head of the plane was full of hatred, and he couldn't wait to beat Aoki Tsukasa in front of him right now.

Ryota Ishihara, that is, the man with the big back, glanced at Yasuda coldly: "You seem to hate him, don't you?" ”

Cold sweat fell slightly on Yasuda's forehead, but he sneered: "He still pretends to be B like this in front of his eldest brother, I just can't stand it." ”

"Heh...."Ryota Ishihara sneered, and suddenly slapped Yasuda in the face, scattering Yasuda's plane head a lot: "You think I don't know what you think?" Lately, the bald BB who has been in my ears endlessly every day, do you think I don't know that you just want me to clean him up? ”

"This bald man, I will let him die a miserable death today. But in the future, don't play those tricks next to me, you know? Ryota Ishihara pinched his right hand that had been slapped with a hideous expression.

Yasuda lowered his head and covered his face, not saying a word.

Tsukasa Aoki slowly took off his school uniform jacket, looked around, as if there was nowhere to put it, sighed, rolled up his cuffs, and put the red tumbler sticker in his trouser pocket on his forearm.

"Hahahaha...."A bad boy saw the sticker and laughed: "Hey, did you see, this guy also put a sticker on himself." Did he graduate from elementary school? ”

Aoki Tsukasa slowly straightened the cuffs, folded the school uniform jacket against the wall and put it down, twisted his head, his expression fluctuated slightly because of excitement, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "I only have three minutes, so I won't ink with you." ”

"Huh?" Before a bad teenager's voice fell, he saw Aoki Tsukasa suddenly burst out and kicked him straight in the chest, almost kicking him out. Even so, his staggered body almost fell to the ground with three or four delinquent teenagers.

"Shoot him!" Yasuda shouted angrily, and the whole person rushed forward.

Ryota Ishihara calmly held a cigarette and stood in place, without the slightest intention of making a move.

"Brother, I'll go up and beat him first!" Ishihara was too excited to rush into the crowd surrounding Tsukasa Aoki.

Thirty seconds, just hit him for thirty seconds, he shouldn't be able to die. Ryota Ishihara spit out a puff of smoke, and the dense delinquent teenagers in front of him completely covered Aokiji's appearance, but he knew that the current Aoki Tsukasa must be miserable.

If you can fight again, if you open up the posture and fight while retreating, maybe there will be a chance. But being surrounded by so many people, you will lose your balance in a few casual strokes, and after lying down, you will only be beaten.

This is the experience that Ryo Ishihara has gained from fighting for many years.

Gradually, however, Ryota Ishihara sensed that something was wrong.

At this time, Aoki only felt that his face was full of fists and kicks, and the figure was shaking, and he could barely make out who he was hitting and who was hitting him.

The pain here and there wasn't particularly strong, but it was enough to make Aoki even angrier.

One punch, one kick, Aoki Tsukasa didn't hit fast, but it was heavy.

No matter who punched and kicked him in front of him, Aoki just stared at the beating in front of him first, and only changed his target until the guy in front of him was knocked to the ground by him.

And the delinquent teenagers surrounding Aoki Tsukasa also felt more and more strange - no matter how they beat Aoki Tsukasa, Aoki Tsukasa was like a root under his feet, sometimes he would even fall back because of a heavy punch or heavy kick, but the next moment, it would be like a rope pulling him, and he would simply stand up straight again...... It's like a tumbler in the shape of a human!

And this tumbler is not the kind that will be beaten by the light, he is still fighting back, and.... It hurts to beat a thief!

Just looking at those bad teenagers, horror gradually appeared in their eyes.

Whoever isn't scared! The bald man in front of him has been beaten and covered in blood, but he just won't fall to the ground, and whether it is with his fists or feet, only if someone hits this bald man, it will be as miserable as being hit by a hammer.

Who wants to be beaten?

No one wants to!

Therefore, the encirclement gradually loosened.

Those bad teenagers didn't even dare to appear in front of Aoki Division, even if they punched and kicked Aoki Division, they tried their best to go to his side and sneak attack from behind.

But..... Did it work?

Aoki Tsukasa received a heavy kick on the head, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, but he smiled and ignored it, grabbed the foot in front of him before he had time to withdraw, I don't know whose foot it was, pulled it forward, and slammed his right hand forward, no matter where it hit his face, he let go of his hand----- he knew that the guy who had been punched was already lying on the ground.

Does it hurt? Tsukasa Aoki didn't feel pain at this time.

With the adrenaline rushing, he felt almost no pain. Although his head was a little confused because he had received too many attacks, he still tirelessly punched and kicked the enemies that were blurred in his field of vision like shooting a target in a boxing gym, knocking the enemies that were vaguely present in his field of vision to the ground one after another.

Until..... As if there was no one in front of him, Aoki Tsukasa raised his bloody face, reached out and wiped the blood line in front of him, and the world became clear in front of him again.

The delinquent teenagers around him had been lying on the ground for more than a dozen years, and the rest of them cowered and left Aoki Division's surroundings, although they pretended to have a vicious expression, it was obvious that no one dared to rush into Aokiji's side again.

"Hey...."Aoki Tsukasa's voice was a little hoarse, and while the corners of his mouth were hooked, blood gushed out from his cracked eyebrows and feet, flowing down his face, but he didn't realize it like a ghost: "Go on." ”

The cigarette in Ryota Ishihara's hand had already fallen to the ground unconsciously, and he looked at Aoki Tsukasa with a solemn expression, his body tense.

"You kid, you're very strong." Ryota Ishihara licked the corners of his mouth, held back his nervousness, and clenched his fists: "But you should also be at the end of the crossbow, right..... How long can you hold out again? ”

Aoki spat out a mouthful of blood, looking at the blood on his right hand joint that he didn't know if it was himself or someone else's because he was still swinging his fist unreservedly, and his tone was cold: "Probably there is.... A minute and a half. ”

"Ahh A hoarse shout came from behind Aoki Tsukasa, Aoki only had time to turn around slightly, and saw Ishihara Kita's hideous expression with his peripheral vision, and the next moment, there was a sharp pain in the back of his head, and the feeling of dizziness almost made him feel that his eyes were pitch black and starlight flickering.

Ishihara Keita raised the wooden knife in his hand and looked at Tsukasa Aoki, who was swaying in front of him with blank eyes, and his expression was extremely hideous: "Die!" Tsukasa Aoki!! ”