When I walked out of the school, it was already late, and the street lights were lit up at night, and the huge city of Tokyo seemed to be gilded with a silver curtain.

But at this time, it was also a time when all kinds of extralegal elements and criminals were rampant.

Shirakawa stands up with his motorcycle, driving slowly and leisurely under the lights.

Riding to the mouth of a sparsely populated alley, three motorcycles were placed on the road end-to-end, blocking the way.

Several figures collapsed lazily on the motorcycle, some with their heads on their backs, some with their elbows on their knees, and one lying on the saddle of the car half-asleep as if waiting for someone, jumped up when they saw Shirakawa.

He was wearing a yellow special attack suit with a uniform shape of earth to slag, on which were written two columns and four lines of eight characters that resembled Chinese: 'Heaven and earth, I am the only one'. There is also a 'finger object' inserted in the back box, and the swaggering single flag displays the name of the 'Tyrannosaurus Palace Society', which is a rotten and eye-catching organization.

It's clear that it's a bad identity.

"Shirakawa Sixteen Palaces!"

- One of them grinned sarcastically, and stopped him.

Shirakawa stopped the car vigilantly and looked at them.

"It's so late, where are you going to do something bad?"

"I'm not going to do bad things, but if there are good things, I can help you." Shirakawa said.

"Oh, that's right." One of them, a sly man, stepped out of the car with a sly look on his face. "Then we've got a lot of help for you."

"I've been short of money lately, can you be considerate?" The red-haired man smiled and raised his hand and patted Shirakawa on the shoulder.

[Task detected: Help Domotono.] 】

[Quest content: Help him through the economic crisis.] 】

"!"

Shirakawa scolded angrily in the sixteenth night.

This is a painful task, and you have to serve your opponent well, and then someone else pours a fart into your mouth, what is this so rotten?

What a clever system!

"Hurry up!" Domotono urged impatiently.

Although I was angry for a while, I thought of the abundant reward after that, and I endured it for a while.

Shirakawa took out the wallet on his body and handed it to the little man in front of him.

Don Benno didn't expect him to do this, so he opened his wallet and clicked on the ticket inside: "It's a real banknote!" ”

He then sarcastically said, "Yo, the boss of the Cherry Blossom Club, Shirakawa Sixteen Nights, when did you pull it like this?" For the sake of your acquaintance, I can beat you up twice......"

[Quest Complete: Gain Patience +2, Wealth +3, Affinity +2.] 】

Listening to the voice in his head, Shirakawa raised his mind comfortably.

After receiving the reward satisfied, Shirakawa snatched the wallet from Domotono's hand with his backhand, replaced it with two 'pops' and 'pops', and gave him two refreshing slaps.

"Fuck your uncle. What about counting Nima? Do you really think the money is yours? ”

Domotono was stunned on the spot.

What do you dare to love...... A false shot?

There's something wrong with this guy, right? What a picture!

Tang Benye was suddenly angry, and he was slapped in the face in front of his subordinates, and he couldn't catch the three-foot thick skin of the city wall.

"Go!"

In the next second, he yelled at Bai Chuan and pounced, "Slaughtered for sixteen nights!" The other two men rushed off the bike in their immediate pursuits.

Shirakawa Sixteen Night sneered contemptuously.

It's long overdue like this, bad is like this, if you want to fight, just hit it directly, why do you have so much foreplay? What borrows money and doesn't borrow, it's like a broken movie with a cumbersome plot.

What's the use of having to overwhelm others?

Can you be handsome?

"Idiot."

Shirakawa raised his knee unhurriedly.

The original owner's various fighting experiences are imprinted in his mind.

Street fights, all kinds of martial arts, all are superior!

For him, especially, kick and hit!

That's his specialty.

That's right, he has long legs!

Stand still and pour out one foot.

The air is like a rainbow.

It is the simplest and most brutal kick, and when used to the extreme, it is like a cannonball with great lethality.

Medium-long silver hair was raised in the wind of the collision of the body.

'Boom-'

Domotono's body was knocked out of the way.

He knocked down another bad and raised a gust of sand and dirt.

There was also a man who stayed where he was.

He didn't dare to step forward and be an experiment.

What kind of terrifying power is it that can throw people like a shot put?

There was silence in the air.

The quiet wind spilled through the middle of the battlefield.

"This body is not bad." Shirakawa worked for a while, lazy and authentic.

"Okay—Shirakawa, you're really good!"

Domoto Ye screamed in pain, and stood up again with his face covered.

"It hurts, it hurts! One can fight ten, Shirakawa for sixteen nights, and it really deserves its name. ”

Although this sounded like a compliment to him, Shirakawa did not feel relaxed at all.

Instead, he pursed his eyes, and from them he keenly sensed a hint of worry:

"So, what this means is that since you know, you can't bring only two people against me?"

"Hmph, you're really smart."

After speaking, Domotono clapped his hands and looked to both sides.

"What are you guys of garbage still hiding? Give it all to me! ”

From the abandoned old buildings on both sides of the alley, the bad figures walked down one after another.

Wearing a unified special attack uniform, one by one, with shoulders and waists, his face is fierce.

At first glance, Shirakawa counted more than twenty.

Even more disturbing is the fact that these men are armed with a full baseball bat weapon.

"Listen!" Domoto said viciously: "Take the head of Shinjuku's 'Sakura Club' 'Shirakawa Sixteen Nights', today is a good opportunity for our Tyrannosaurus Palace to make Shinjuku famous, and if you can take the lead in knocking down this guy Shirakawa, you will be promoted to the deputy leader of my Great Dragon Palace Association!" Give it to me! ”

"Whew!"

Like a pack of howling wolves, the bad guys pounced on them with green eyes.

At this time, it is too late to go on a motorcycle. Not to mention that the explosion speed of people is much faster than that of a motorcycle, and these people actually pave road studs at the front and rear entrances.

The phone is turned off, and how can I call the next button when I have free time?

Bai Chuan beat one off, and the rest came out in front of him, endlessly, endlessly, and he had never been so irritable when fighting mosquitoes.

This group of people is determined to kill him until he is half dead, and there is no way out for themselves, people come from all directions, wrapped in a big circle, and they can't escape.

It seems that it can only fight to the death.

Shirakawa sighed.

He shook his fist.

......

'Knock, knock, knock. ’

Fierce blows, echoing in the narrow alleys.

"Die!"

A bad one was kicked into the air like a splash of water lifted up by a fountain, and then slammed into the branches above and stared.

At the same time, Shirakawa also staggered back two steps, and another wound on his body was bleeding.

Under the evening light, this corner is rendered extremely poignant and gorgeous.

More than a dozen bad guys fell to the ground and lost their mobility, and a dozen bad guys hugged and wailed, but there were many more bad guys, surrounding Shirakawa Sixteen Nights. Blood filled the ground with sand and mud.

Annoying!

Shirakawa gritted his teeth.

It's like a buzzing fly, always lingering in your ears.

After fighting a wave, I didn't expect the other side to wait for a second wave of reinforcements.

He was careless.

In the past, he lived in a bright environment, and he didn't know anything about bad things. I thought that I would no longer be bothered by getting out of it, but I didn't expect that the original owner had already messed up a mud and had no way out.

His body is already overloaded, but he really isn't the kind of protagonist who can fight a hundred with one enemy, and the infinite breakthrough in the fantasy stream.

Already...... Reached the limit?

His eyes were heavy, and through the hazy and faint vision, he could see those figures who couldn't finish fighting, shaking their zombie-like steps, and approaching him.

"He can't hold on!"

The red-haired man sat on the ground and shouted.

"Bai Chuan, you are arrogant! Kill him! Now is the time! Grab him and make him look good! ”

I can't help it.

Shirakawa mustered up his last strength on the sixteenth night, forcibly did not let himself fall, and prepared to fight to the end.

'Boom, boom. ’

At this moment, the sound of a group of motorcycles galloping from far and near.

It was as if the drums of war were beating, and the sound vibrated in all directions, sweeping like a mountain and a sea. Dust and stones were kicked up, and the humming engine roared like a dragon and a tiger.

The bad guys of Shirakawa Sixteen Night and the Dragon Palace Society stopped their movements at the same time and looked towards the mouth of the alley.

About forty or fifty people, driving in neat lines on motorcycles, drove in this direction.

The people in the car were uniformly dressed in black, with a folded cape on their backs, which looked quite dazzling. And all of their faces were urgent and stagnant, with the momentum and determination to break the net with the other party.

The thugs of the Dragon Palace Society present swallowed their saliva one after another, and Shirakawa could feel their aura shrinking.

"Yes, it's the people from the Sakura Club! They're all here! ”

The red-haired man gritted his teeth viciously, and his face trembled.

"Madan, it's been delaying for too long! It's all because you haven't been able to get rid of him for so long! ”

As he spoke, the motorcycle brigade had stopped in the middle of the field, and the people on it took off their cloaks and walked down.

"Well, they are a bunch of cubs! Dare to hurt Sixteen Nights, don't let them leave standing! ”

There was a roar, and the man at the head of the group slammed his fists together, clattering, and rolling up a thick gust of wind.

"Gotta let them climb!"

"Brothers, come to life! Beat them up! Let's go on—"

As soon as the voice was heard, the black-clad bad people boiled over, and with the excitement and drive of a hungry tiger pounced, they ran towards their respective goals.

"Woohoo, come on!"

"Kill them!"

"Rush Rush!"

"How dare you?"

"Cool!"

"Whew-"

The tall, thick-nosed man looked condescendingly at the two people, lifted the back of their necks, and slapped them face to face, the nosebleed was thrown in the air in an arc, and the collapsed opponent was like a toy.

The short boy, wielding a nunchuck in his hand, seemed to be smiling and saying, "So happy, so happy."

"Hey, Black Vine, let's have a fight. It's more than who knocks down the opponent. The little boy said with a grin.

"Okay, Fujinomiya." The black man responded, and by the way, rudely stepped on one person, "The seventh." ”

"You can't do that—"

A gust of wind swept calmly past the corner of his clothes, and the Sven-like man lifted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, revealing a smile that was in his hands.

"Don't you know that the thief captures the king first? It's much more effective to do it to their officers than to do it to their minions. ”

Compared with the aggressive attacks of the first two, he avoided the attacks from both sides without hesitation, and then responded with an orderly move. It seems that the movements of each beat are not fast, but they can have an effect in an orderly and clear manner. Soon, the bad dignitaries on the opposite side were knocked down.

What was particularly prominent on the field was a short-haired woman with a slender figure, who took out the kendo wooden sword on her back and danced vigorously in the crowd, with a handsome and graceful posture, as if setting off a 'breaking array dance' in the enemy formation.

"The captain of the Ichiban team, Kuroto Matake, see the ginseng."

"Captain of the second team, Matsusuke and Ki, see Sen."

"Captain of the third team, Inoue Fujinomiya, see Sen."

"Captain of the fourth team, Miki Misaki, see Sen."

"Yes, it's the four major cadres of the Sakura Club! They're all here! ”

The bad guys of the Dragon Palace Society trembled when they heard this.

At this moment, the thugs of the Dragon Palace Society were beaten to the point that they lost their armor and collapsed. The fingers were all poured down by the tires and trampled on dirty marks, and no one dared to help them.

They are already aware.

This is not a match.

It's a one-sided 'crusade'!

"Don't quit! Hold me back, you shit, I ......"

Before he finished speaking, a figure stood in front of the red-haired man, and the red-haired man was immediately shocked.

'Smack. ’

Bai Chuan got started directly with an ear of melon seeds, not much nonsense. interrupted his mournful howl.

"What's not called?"

"I'm ......"

'Boom! ’

Shirakawa kicked again, kicking his hair to the ground.

He was furious now.

No matter how good the values he cultivated in his previous life, he couldn't stop him.

When the surrounding Dragon Palace Club thugs saw that the boss was like this, they were all frightened, how could they still have any fighting spirit, they were all discouraged, and they ran away with their bodies.

"Bad seeds."

Miki Misaki glanced at it contemptuously and put away her wooden sword.

"I'm eleven, you're ten. This time I won. Hee-hee, black vine, you can't do it. ”

"You're on the pay, short man. If you don't have two knockdowns, you can't count them. ”

Inoue Fujinomiya and Kuroto Matake glared at each other, neither of them was convinced, they picked up their arms, and stopped moving.

On the ground, only the red-haired man covering his face was still shouting.

"I remember it, Lao Tzu's name is Don Motono, and there is someone behind him, Lord Kuroki, one of the eight snakes of Shinjuku, and the Elysian Dao under his influence. If you try to do the right thing, sooner or later you won't be able to eat and walk around! ”

"Team Leader."

Matsusuke and Ki glanced at Shirakawa and calmly hinted at it.

But Shirakawa Sixteen Night, who was rushing to the head, didn't care so much, he pulled out the folding knife on the ground on the side, and decisively stabbed it at the back of Domoto Note.

Shirakawa has already understood at this moment that to deal with bad things, you have to use bad methods.

He is kind in his heart, but it does not mean that he is indecisive, on the contrary, he still loves to use righteousness at critical moments.

The audience was silent.

"Ahh Domotono's sudden cry resounded through the alley, and even Matsusuke frowned.

"Just use your permanent scar to go back and bring a message to your boss, how many of you are and how many we will deal with." Shirakawa stood up and said calmly.

"If you don't want to bleed to death, get out of here as soon as possible!

"You, you ......" Domoto Ye was shocked and angry, covering his hands and retreating again and again.

Even the spirit of bushido, which had been taught since childhood, was eclipsed at this moment.

After all, it's just bad, and he's not an outlaw on the extreme path, he hesitated for a moment, and with broken self-esteem, he hurriedly fled like a dog.

The few motorcycles that were left behind were naturally the trophies of the Sakura Festival.

"Team Leader." Everyone stepped forward to care about the situation of Shirakawa Sixteen Nights, "Are you okay?" ”

"It's fine."

Shirakawa shook his head. It had been briefly bandaged with the bandages they had brought, and the bleeding had now stopped.

Inoue Fujinomiya said worriedly:

"Some time ago, you cleaned up their operators when they were blackmailing their classmates in the alley, and they kept talking about revenge. We were afraid that something would happen to you, and the phone couldn't get through, so we immediately gathered all the team members and searched around. ”

"When I heard that there was a fight here, I rushed over at once. Good thing you didn't have an accident! ”

Looking at the concerned faces in front of him, Shirakawa was quite embarrassed in the sixteenth night.

I thought about disliking them before, but I was saved by these companions.

It seems that the bad is not what I think, it is all cold-blooded and selfish. On the contrary, there are also extremely righteous existences among them.

Even if he didn't answer the phone, these brothers didn't have any suspicions, they only believed that he must have something unspeakable.

"Thank you." Shirakawa said bitterly.

"Dude, when did you become so polite? I remember that I didn't die of tsundere before. You won't be thanked if you die. Also, one person suffers, all the staff supports, this is our cherry blossom principle, not to mention any thanks. What's more, it's you, boss. ”

“......”

Stepping on the motorcycle, the group drove on the street at dusk, driving on the edge of the city, talking long and short, talking and laughing.

Shirakawa felt a lot, and this was an experience that he could not experience in the original world.

It's like the stamen has a base soil, and it is no longer born alone.

Those indulgences that were once untouchable are implemented here.

It has the touch of heroic gathering and righteousness in martial arts novels, which makes his heart gallop. He looked up at the vast sky, as if revealing the cynical feelings of the teenagers, yearning for it.

"Shirakawa, you're finally back to school, it's good to go back, take us to a bad breath, so that those ordinary people can see that even if it's bad, their academic performance can surpass theirs."

"I have to fight and study, you are my god." Shirakawa Road.

"Of course, or what? According to the mind of our team leader, it will definitely work! ”

"By the way, what do you say, what are those little cubs of the Dragon Palace Society doing now?"

"I guess I'm crying and going back to my own house and looking for my own mother, right?"

"I'll learn them to cry to you, huh~"

"Haha."