"Mr. Yamada, ten seconds have passed, why haven't you taken out a penny yet?"

A tall middle-aged man named Shouzaburo Yamada stared at the sharp ribs inserted between his fingers with trembling all over his body.

Outside the Yamada convenience store, the crow smoked a cigarette and felt that something was not quite right.

The technical young man named Luo Yin in the headquarters heard that they came out to violently ask for debts, but he was excited.

They all started from the lowest-level debt business, and now as the servants of the young master, they no longer need to engage in such a safe business. This is a bad idea that Yaksha thinks, using all kinds of violent underworld work to break down the other party's psychological defense, starting from asking for debts and blackening step by step.

Of course Luo Yin is excited, usually he can only watch remote broadcasts through the "group of snakes", but today he can finally get started by himself. The Samaritan is very complex, so he will do everything a little bit.

Three minutes later, Luo Yin walked out of the convenience store with 50,000 yen, and Shouzaburo, who had lost two thin skins, had promised to quickly repay the 200,000 yen he had taken to gamble.

"But he only owes 100,000 ah......"

"Who knows?"

After getting into the car, Yaksha gestured frantically to the crow, this is not a chick, the plan has changed! Let's cancel all the introductory projects.

The crow kept his face calm and diverted to Shinjuku City. At the same time, the four teams in Shinjuku District were notified by phone and assembled on standby.

"Atom Impulse. A nightclub with an Eastern European background, unwilling to accept our jurisdiction, has been in a stalemate for more than three months. They even began to actively seek refuge from other half-breed forces. ”

I think it's the ghosts. It is said that both the crow and the yaksha speak Japanese Chinese and Japanese English......

"There is no room for negotiation anymore, the Shinjuku group has decided to suppress it, and we will also participate in this operation. There are body armor under the back seat. ”

This kind of exciting program was arranged on the first day.

Luo Yin took precautions, glanced at the M1911 pistol they were carrying, and gave up.

Just after noon, the nightclubs at this point are closed. On the corner of the street, more than a dozen gang members gathered and came with the Red Oni family crest of the Inuyama family embroidered on their chests.

"I count to three, one, two,......"

Luo Yin slipped in. I've been working too hard lately, so I just seized the precious opportunity to slap the trash fish and try a new work by the way.

"Ah, isn't it business hours......"

He said as he walked over to the bartender wiping his glass, the only half-breed here.

The strong man in Latvia looked at the inexplicable young man in the white coat and before he could react, he was hit with an incredibly heavy uppercut.

The jaw was shattered in an instant, and the brain was starved of oxygen. How did this body type hit so much power?

Luo Yin grabbed the collar of the strong man, and his left hand broke out again, and the giant man of more than 200 pounds was thrown towards the employees who were at a loss.

"Last chance, consider accepting the management honestly and charging a monthly card for the eight families of Snake Qi?"

Dozens of employees from all directions came back to their senses and attacked the young people who were eager to try in the field.

With his left foot lightly, the glass floor cracked and shattered, and the white shadow flashed as if teleporting.

"Ah, all with! (Wave Punch)"

The right fist struck a gang member in the abdomen with a furious current, and the violent impact broke muscle fibers and bent ribs.

Well, there are 3 left in the right hand, so I have to save it.

The waitress on the side had just pulled out her pistol when a white shadow crashed into her arms head-on like a teleportation. Luo Yin wiped his left hand on the pistol and removed the magazine. This simple firearm is like a toy in front of the mirror pupil.

Raven and Yaksha rushed in with the thugs of the Inuyama family and fought with the thugs of the nightclub.

As Luo Yin erupted again and again, under the wide white clothes, multiple metal cavities close to the skin quickly bulged and burst out with strong air currents, releasing an instantaneous powerful impact.

This design is adapted from a part of "permanent combustion", which absorbs and compresses a huge amount of air, and bursts of power and speed with the blessing of the air current. From the outside, the expansion and contraction of the metal cavity seems to be a natural change in the muscles, and this device is named "external muscle" by Luo Yin.

The disadvantage is that there is a limited number of consecutive uses, and the interval between bursts is two or three seconds.

As for the fighting techniques, they all come from the data collected by Chu Zihang and Caesar in the mirror pupil, and they are directly imitated. He has always been a practitioner of take-it-or-leave-it.

Kicking and breaking the arm bones of the two gangsters again, Luo Yin noticed that someone had taken out a submachine gun.

Before the opponent could reload, the alchemy revolver thundered, and the silver disco light ball fell from the ceiling to the ground, scattering fragments.

It's not bad. Ever since he saw "Texas Dawn", he has gone far on the road to increasing the power of bullets.

Unless you can come up with an RPG, this revolver is the most powerful here.

The small silver muzzle turned to the woman on the second floor who seemed to be the owner, and the target did not dare to move.

......

"Is there still a field to play? Anything else? ”

The crow looked at the intern's sparkling eyes and felt that he needed a quick relief pill.

Did the headquarters set up a yaka training course, and why are you so proficient?

"Let's have a casual meal first, and then we'll do other work."

Turning around the corner, Yaksha came across a shop, "JO Class Fried Chicken," with a sign showing a muscular man in a navy hat holding golden fried chicken.

"We eat fried **."

The corners of Luo Yin's mouth twitched, don't.

There was not a single customer in the reasonably decorated storefront, and the owner and chef was a fierce Hispanic man with a ridiculous little apron.

Alessandro, a mid-level Samaritan cadre, was born in a slum and ate only fast food and fast food for three meals a day.

Ten minutes later, Alessandro served three servings of garlic fried chicken with an impatient expression. Why do mentally retarded people come here to eat fried chicken?

The fried chicken is charred on the outside, medium-rare on the inside, and the fried chicken powder is wrapped in a mess. Is this really something that people can eat?

"Forget it, let's eat it in another one."

"Courtesy, 800 yen."

The crow pressed down on the Yaksha who wanted to cut people. We are the underworld, not hooligans, and the underworld has to pay for dinner.

Before leaving, Luo Yin turned back to Alessandro and lip-synched, "Samaritans wish you good health. ”

The strong man was stunned. Sure enough, Samaria was omnipresent.

......

In the evening, the crow and the yaksha, who felt powerless, finally sacrificed the great killer, the cement mixer. That is, while pouring cement for interrogation, if you don't recruit or recruit late, you will pour cement pillars and nail them into Tokyo Bay.

Luo Yin had heard of this for a long time, and he had long wanted to do it. Under the terrifying gaze of the Yaksha, Luo Yin began to help pour the cement together, and proposed to speed up the mixer, but in the end, it was the crow who fished the person out in advance, otherwise there would be no chance of confession.

It's not that Luo Yin has awakened some strange hobbies, but that he was forced to ask some questions to the subject.

Wind Demon Shinnosuke, a hybrid of C-level blood, and a state of "unstable bloodline". Wind Demon is a rare surname, and he is likely to come from the Wind Demon family with the five minor surnames.

After Shinnosuke, dressed in cement, cried and beckoned the three words "fierce ghosts" to the crows, Luo Yin walked away very consciously. But he still overheard words like "evolution medicine" and "cocktail", and the water in the branch was very muddy.

With gloomy faces, the duo bundled Shinnosuke into a bag and prepared to send it back to the General Bureau.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo Yin's first day as a Tokyo underworld trainee ended.

The three of them drove to a pub next to Shibuya Station, and the store had a strong Showa atmosphere.

Three servings of fried shrimp tempura, offal chowder, teriyaki chicken skewers, and a dozen cheap sake.

"Smoke?" Yaksha handed over a box of Marlboros.

Luo Yin took the cigarette and shook his head, "No." ”

He took two of them and lit them up to Raven and Yaksha, patting them on the shoulders.

"Let's do it together."

Raven: I feel humiliated.

夜明け間近にひざをかかえて

[Sit with your knees crossed in the darkness as dawn approaches]

ざんげのウオッカじゃ

[Repentantly drink vodka]

なんだか酔えないみたい

[But I can't seem to get drunk]

("GOOD-BYE Youth")

In the vicissitudes of the middle-aged man's singing, the three of them drank until they were drunk.

Young master, we have completed your tasks well!

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Unlike ordinary members, the Kanto branch leaders exist to kill people. They use the ancient knife as their code name, and they are the sharpest demon knives of the Eight Snake Qi families. The traitors within, the blood-ridden hybrids, and the thugs with heavy firepower are all the targets they clean up.

Under the leadership of Akechi Asuya, the autonomy of the Kanto branch has gradually expanded over the years. They can race around in the Kanto region at night, hunting, showing off their violence, and can usually develop some inconsequential little hobbies.

So this man in the headquarters is incompatible with them.

He just calmly drove the pink sports car, calmly slashed people, calmly handled the scene. He does not reject violence, nor does he chase it. Chu Zihang is like the village rain in his hands, and after killing his opponent, he will only get clear dew.

As a temporary boss, Akechi Assuya felt the need to adjust the work status of his subordinates and instill the spirit of the Kanto branch.

"Would you like to try your hand at swordsmanship with me? Your knife skills are pretty good. ”

"Okay, can you use words?"

"It doesn't matter, it's not that the speed of God is casual."

The garbage that only relies on the spirit of words will not be able to reach the extreme of the sword.

Chu Zihang took the lead in slashing, and the tree cutter slashed eight times in a row!

Wise Asuya didn't notice it for a while, he had never seen such a savage sword technique, and he was pressed back.

But this layman's move won't win me. After more than a dozen collisions, Asuya grabbed the fighter plane and flew Murayu with a pick-up attack.

In a moment of his ecstasy, Chu Zihang's high-speed left straight fist hit him in the chest with a large fireball.

Asuya fainted on the spot, and the branch members were silent.

I don't think you're happy either.

This is, the Yan Fist Knife Method.