During the lunch break, the two bodyguards took out the prepared "lunch", which was a full six boxes of various dishes, the first layer was tempura, the second layer was graded anchovy sushi, the third layer was Kobe beef that was flown in, the fourth layer was tuna sashimi, one of the first five after the Tokyo fish market opened early this morning, the fifth layer was vegetarian water made by a one-Michelin-starred chef in Japan, and the sixth layer was rice and side dishes steamed with Kanto rice and pure waterfall water.

College students either go to a café to have a bite at noon, or go to a nearby fast food restaurant to deal with it, and no matter how bad it is, it will not be so luxurious to bring their own lunch. But the people around him didn't seem surprised that they were accustomed to the six boxes of food in front of them. But there are still many people who will cast some strange glances at Yoshiko Ashiya.

I saw Yoshiko Ashiya at the door with some displeasure in her eyes, and this displeasure did not come from the strange gazes of the students around her, but from the dissatisfaction with the special treatment in front of her.

Actually, I can understand this feeling, when I was studying, if someone in the class brought a particularly delicious dish and shared it with everyone, it was very popular. But if there are people in the class who are particularly good and show off their wealth intentionally or unintentionally every day, then other classmates will definitely criticize him behind their backs. I still remember when I was in elementary school, the fat man had braised pork and an egg every day for dinner, and he had milk to drink when he came to school in the morning. At that time, there were a lot of people who didn't like him secretly asking him for trouble, but fortunately, the fat man was bold enough, everyone ate meat together, and everyone drank milk together, and most of the milk I had in elementary school was obtained from him, and later the old man knew that he directly asked the fat man to bring two bottles every day, one of which was for me.

Thinking of the old man's care, I felt sad again for some reason at this moment.

Yoshiko Ashiya ate almost every way, and I couldn't eat it even in this situation, so one of the bodyguards left with her lunch box after confirming that she didn't want to eat anymore.

At this moment, I slowly walked into the classroom. It didn't attract anyone's attention, but I sat next to Yoshiko Ashiya in the next second, and the whole class, including Yoshiko Ashiya and another black-clothed bodyguard, was surprised!

"Nanimo get it!" Another black-clad bodyguard immediately started fighting, yelling at me, I've been in Japan for a while, I can still understand this sentence, he asked me who I am!

I smiled and ignored her, looked at Yoshiko Ashiya and said, "Give this thing back to you, remember not to get a Shikijin to see me next time, I may not marry you, but you have to have enough respect for me." ”

After saying that, I took out the paper figure and put it in front of Yoshiko Ashiya, she looked at the paper figure and was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses and understood my identity, and said in surprise: "You...... You are Ba Xiaoshan...... Mr? ”

Her own Chinese is a little worse than Shikishen.

"Well, you should call me Big Brother Ba, or call me Brother Shan." As I was talking, the bodyguard next to me, who didn't know what was going on, had already raised his gun and aimed it at me. As soon as he pulled out his gun, the students around him and the teachers who had just stepped into the classroom were taken aback, and they habitually squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

I turned my head to look at him and said, "Are you full?" Dare to raise a gun at me? ”

Not only him, but another bodyguard who had finished handling the rest of the lunch box also walked in to see the situation and also raised the grab. Yoshiko Ashiya hurriedly stood up and explained the situation to the two bodyguards in Japanese, and I put my hands in my pants pockets, stood up and said, "I hate it when people point guns at me." ”

With a slight stomp of his foot, all the glass in the entire classroom exploded at the same time, and a piercing loud bang directly pierced the ears of the two bodyguards, and blood flowed down the ears of the two bodyguards.

"Ahh The two bodyguards squatted down with their ears covered, but only the two of them were injured, and the others, although startled by the exploding glass, did not hear the screeching sound. I turned back to Yoshiko Ashiya and said, "You can go back and tell you the old people of the Ashiya family that these bodyguards can't protect you, and they are not as strong as yourself." ”

After saying that, my eyes fell on the hand that Yoshiko Ashiya subconsciously put into her waist, it was an action that an onmyoji with actual combat experience would do, obviously this girl was more powerful than I thought.

After saying that, I walked out of the classroom openly, and it didn't take long for someone to call the police, and I had already left the school building. The former Li Yulang asked me in a panic, "What happened?" Brother Shan, what's going on? I heard an explosion inside. ”

I gently hooked his shoulder, thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have a motorcycle?" ”

There are many mountain roads in Japan, and this is a favorite of drag racing parties. Japan's famous comic "Initial D" tells the story of mountain road racing, I love to read, it can be said that this is one of my favorite comics after Dragon Ball, of course, there is also Slam Dunk, but I was thirty years old when Slam Dunk was introduced to China, and I felt a little embarrassed to squat in front of the TV all day watching cartoons.

In the middle of the night, many young people with bells and whistles were gathering on the mountain road outside Tokyo, and suddenly there was a loud noise on the dark road in the distance, and then two bright lights appeared in front of everyone. People outside the barrier on the side of the road began to shout excitedly, and several girls dressed in bepping clothes even jumped up excitedly.

Then two motorcycles, one red and one green, sped in front of them, with the huge roar of the engine and a series of sparks from the tires rubbing against the ground, and people cheered for this moment of crossing, this is the charm of the mountain road, this is the impact of the motorcycle.

I used to hear fat people say something like this: "A man must always have a car in his life, a man who rides a bicycle is honest, a man who drives four wheels is ambitious, and a man who likes to pursue speed and excitement loves to drive a motorcycle." ”

The fat man is also very fond of motorcycles, Mr. Cui used to have a very old motorcycle, which could not be turned, and he was reluctant to throw it in the yard, and the fat man liked to sit on it and pretend to be, it is said that these two motorcycles are still German goods. It was specially commended by the head of the General Headquarters after he made military exploits that year.

The motorcycle race just now is just a warm-up race, and the highlight of today is the main challenge of the two teams, one is the speed of the kamikaze, and the other is the son of the red sun, of course, this is my translation from Chinese, after learning English, I always have some literal translation in my head.

Abe was smoking a cigarette with two silver nose rings on his nose and diamond studs on his ears. Other people's diamond stud earrings are fakes, but this grandson is the real thing. A few bodyguard-looking men stood not far away, and they would start the helicopter if necessary. The kamikaze team members, who had become accustomed to all this, did not react.

A short technician came over to exchange a few words with Abe Yunshan after debugging the motorcycle, but at this moment, the convoy of the Children of the Red Sun drove up, and the speed of the kamikaze was all blue livery, and the children of the Red Sun were all crimson livery.

Then there is the cliché of scolding, challenge, then pushing and shoving, and finally fighting with a motorcycle. Winning this battle will determine who can race on this road in the future, and the winner will become the No. 1 of the Kanto motorcycle team!

The two motorcycles stood side by side, and the situation was being confirmed at various intersections. People at each intersection are holding walkie-talkies to report on current affairs, and the spectators who are ready to watch the battle are excited.

But just as he was about to leave, someone suddenly reported an emergency. A black motorcycle is speeding down the hill! The race was interrupted and no one knew who this black motorcycle was!

And at this moment, the former Li Yulang, who was sitting in the back seat of me, hugged me and shouted: "Brother Shan, Brother Shan, drive slowly, fuck, a hundred miles!" ”

"One hundred and twenty!" I replied with a smile.

"Brother Shan, who did you learn to drive a motorcycle from? Wow, ahead, there's a corner ahead! He shouted, I touched the ground on one knee, and the front of the car flicked over.

"Fatty! Oh, Cui Zhen ......, "I'm afraid he won't be able to react, who the fat man is, so I added."

"How long have you been studying?" The former Li Yulang asked in fear.

"Half a month, he won't teach me after crashing his car, haha......"

"No, let me down......" The screams resounded throughout the mountains.