After Kitaikezaki left, Fujimiya walked up to the head of the labor reform, grabbed him by the collar and grabbed him from the ground.

"Rao, spare my ......"

The bad man struggled to move, and he couldn't move.

"You explain to me clearly first, it is the Bliss Dao that instigates you behind your back!"

At this time, the head of the labor reform was unexpectedly silent.

"What's wrong? Do you still want to hide it? You're killing my sister! ”

"Say! Say! ”

As soon as the head of the labor reform was bad, he closed his eyes and simply pretended to faint.

"You ...... guy"

Fujimiya was angry and bloody, and he directly punched him.

"Play dead! What's the use of you playing dead? Who do you think you can fool at this time? ”

"You're carrying human life, you know? If you understand, you should be honest with what you know! ”

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Fujimiya punched again.

"If the real murderer can't pay for this, what can I do to take revenge?"

"Say, it is the path of bliss that commands you!"

"Didn't you admit it in front of Brother Chuan before, and it was the Extreme Bliss Dao that instructed you behind your back?"

'Knock, knock, knock'.

Fujimiya's fists swung one after another, and the sound was muffled.

"Don't say? I'll beat you up until I say it! ”

"Wake up! I know you're playing dead. ”

"Say!"

And from the beginning to the end, the head of the labor reform has only been stubbornly focused. The same is true for another bad torture next to him.

"Is this guy a stubborn stone?" Matsuki and suke watching from the sidelines.

"Stubborn? No kidding. Shirakawa shook his head. If he was really so tough, he wouldn't have been so scared that he peed his crotch last time. ”

"Isn't that a loyal dog of bliss?"

"It's impossible, I didn't even hit him much last time to report the name of 'Bliss'. Not to mention being beaten like this by the Bliss Dao. It is impossible to be so calm and die for them. ”

"Is it a threat?"

"If this fight continues, this guy's life is almost gone, what threat is he afraid of? Is Elysium more terrifying than the current rampaging Fujinomiya? ”

"That's weird, too." Matsusuke and Kiyokumi pondered, "What should I use to explain his unusual behavior?" ”

Shirakawa is also in Yushen.

Yes, why, has it changed so much?

Selfish people like this only care about themselves.

Unless, for some other reason.

Unless, blissfully, he promises something, such as that he will be able to get out soon.

If you want to crack your opponent, you can't just start with what you can see in front of you.

But also from the opponent's point of view -

"Hey, Matsusuke, you say, what is the purpose of Blissful Dao doing such a thing?"

"Huh?"

"Bliss isn't all a bunch of bad people. Is it necessary to do such a laborious and humiliating thing? ”

"I also think they have other plans." Matsusuke nodded, then pondered. "According to this inference, it is not that what we do in the future will benefit them."

"You just said 'torture,' right? I think Kitaikezaki seems to have succeeded in his scheme. So what do they get by beating people? Won't it ...... Oops. ”

At this moment, Shirakawa also suddenly thought of something, and said to Inoue Fujimiya:

"Fujimiya, stop!"

"Stop!"

At the same time, another voice came from one side.

Fujimiya's fist was clenched in the air, and he still maintained the movement of punching downward.

The crowd looked sideways.

Two Japanese film policemen dressed in snow cherry coat of arms uniforms are walking towards here from a short distance.

"Yaga. Bastard stuff. What fight in the park? ”

Shirakawa's heart moved, these policemen seemed to have been called by Kitaikezaki and others who had just left.

Is this the conflict that will take place between the Sakura Club and the police?

Matsusuke and Ki explained, "We are not ......"

"Yaga! Do you dare to say otherwise? I saw you swing your fist with my own eyes, and you should be Lao Tzu...... Am I blind? ”

"Alright, don't talk nonsense." It was another thin man next to him who grabbed him.

Bai Chuan felt quite tricky, sighed, jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it, it was difficult to do.

Is this part of their plan?

"Hey, the emergency number? Yes. There are wounded here, in such and such a park, hurry up. ”

The relatively calm thin man dialed 119 - in Japan, the fire alarm and emergency center are the same number.

The head of the labor reform on the ground narrowed his eyes, looked at the police, and closed his eyes again.

Soon, a whining ambulance arrived, and the two seriously injured were carried away on stretchers.

Letting the two hurtful guys be picked up, the members of the Sakura Club clenched their fingers, but they were helpless.

The fat man took a step forward, slapped the police hat as a fan in his hand and said:

"Just tell me what's going on. This kind of damage doesn't seem like a single person can do, does it? And it's almost a serious disability. You're miserable. ”

"Not really." Matsusuke shook his head and said. "It's not us who beat them like this, it's someone else who wants to blame us. And those two people had already hurt us first......"

"What a mess." The thin man listened irritably. "Forget it, I can't say it here, I have to go back to the Chengnan Metropolitan Police Department with me, and I will make a record of what I have to say."

He looked around at the members of the Sakura Kai again, his fingertips running over each other.

"There are too many people here, just the beater just now, you, come out!"

The film police pointed to Fujimiya.

"You guys, please, can you get to the bottom of it? It's said that people are beaten like this by others......"

Kurotto Matakeshi was obviously not convinced, so he wanted to step forward and reason clearly.

The other members of the Sakura Club also looked angry and unwilling.

This is obviously a trap laid by the Paradise Road, let them step into it so straight, and the people of the Metropolitan Police Department don't listen to the specific reason, they still want to catch Fujimiya, who has just lost their relatives, how can the brothers who stick knives in their ribs look at it so in vain?

"Hey, you, what do you want to do? I tell you, impulsiveness comes at a serious cost now! The thin man shouted sharply.

But the crowd in front of him was unmoved.

"Enough, don't be impulsive." Shirakawa stopped in front of everyone. "Fujimiya will make everything clear, Fujimiya."

Fujimiya stepped forward.

What did Shirakawa say to him.

"I believe in you." Shirakawa patted him on the shoulder.

"Got it." Fujimiya responded.

"Let's go, even if it's beating people, I'm the only one, and it has nothing to do with the others present."

Inoue Fujinomiya came alone in front of the two police officers and took responsibility.

His eyes were cloudy, and under the low angle of his height, he shot upwards through the ends of his dark hair, but it seemed to be looking down.

Even the two film policemen were also a little frightened by his expression.

"Fujimiya, you ......" the companion behind him wanted to say something.

"I know it in my own heart. It was indeed me who beat people. ”

"That's good. You know it, let's go. ”

Two police officers nodded, and one of them picked him up on a motorcycle.

'Draining. ’

Above the sky, a cool rain began to beat on everyone's skin.

The atmosphere that permeated the park became more and more cold and stiff.

"Please instruct! Leader! ”

Kurotto Masatake and the others bowed down behind and said loudly.

"President!"

Kuroto's body bowed ninety degrees.

Shirakawa didn't answer, but looked at the back of the motorcycle far away.

"Instructions, let's go follow Inoue Fujimiya!"

Shirakawa was indifferent.

Kuroto Matakeshi suddenly took a step and was about to walk towards his riding tool.

"What do you want to do?" Shirakawa spoke.

"I went to the Chengnan Metropolitan Police Department, at least to watch the situation in the Dian Fuji Palace, and record a confession with him, so as not to let others come nonsense. At least you can't just leave your brother and leave it alone. ”

"We'll go too!" A group of members followed.

"Stop!"

Shirakawa snapped.

The bodies of the people who were about to move stopped.

Kuroto Matake turned back to face Shirakawa Sixteen Nights.

"You...... Is it really reassuring that Fujimiya was taken away like this? ”

Shirakawa paced unhurriedly and came to everyone.

"You went to the Seongnam Metropolitan Police Department wrong, very wrong. Hit the opponent's hand. ”

"And what do you mean?"

"Go ahead, go straight to the Bliss Road Base Camp."

Shirakawa spoke amazingly.

There was a stagnation in the air.

"What?" Kuroto thought he had misheard. "Where?"

"Bliss Road Base."

"But how do we know where they are?"

A sinister smile appeared on Shirakawa's face.

"Hmph." Matsusuke and wood lined with glasses.

"What are you two laughing at?" Looking at the mysterious language of the two, Kurotto Matake was even more confused.

"Kuroto." Bai Chuan sighed, stretched out his hand and patted Kuroto Matake's thick arm, "I said that you don't usually patronize the muscles, not only the movement of the wrist joints, but also the head should be turned more." ”

"I can't figure out the team leader, didn't you say you didn't know when you mobilized just now?"

"yes. Although it is not yet known. But won't you find out in a moment? ”

Kurotane touched his head, unable to understand for a long time.

The other side.

"Why doesn't my current road look like I'm heading to the Chengnan Metropolitan Police Department?"

Fujimiya, who was sitting on the mat of the motorcycle, said suddenly.

"Boy, don't worry about it, we've taken a detour, and we'll be there soon."

The thin man rebuked without refuting it.

"Oh." Fujimiya just nodded and didn't ask any more.

He just clenched his fists tightly, restraining the anger in his heart and not allowing himself to show the same.

- Be sure to restrain the anger in your heart.

Shirakawa told him so.

Arriving at a narrow alley with no people, the two police officers opened the glass door of a storefront and pushed Fujimiya inside.

"Police, where are we going?"

Inoue Fujimiya couldn't help but ask.

There was a dazzling sight in the house, and the blazing white high-power chandelier hung high, and the inside and outside seemed to be two distinct worlds, clearly revealing the scene of this shore.

Smoke fills the air, and the voice mocks. Cigarette smokers, electric cigarettes, electric cigarettes, and some people are making sandbags, or their feet are cocked on the table and swallowing clouds. It's an abandoned shop turned bar, where gangsters with different hair styles gather and have fun.

Seeing Fujimiya's arrival, many people cast their eyes on him, revealing a vicious and sinister smile.

"Ah, our hero today is here, welcome, welcome. Inoue Fujinomiya, who came from afar, how do you feel when you see so many people greeting you? Kitaikezaki asked with a smile as he stood up from his position.

Beside him, a young man in a fashionable airplane head and expensive clothes, dressed in fashionable styles, wearing hip-hop glasses, sat on a sofa chair with his hands crossed in a crab step. This is the boss of Bliss.

At this point, the fat and thin police officers did not hide it, and took off the police uniform they wore outside, revealing the trendy styles that are often found in bad organizations inside.

"Boy, you've been fooled!"

There was no imaginary panic of the defeated dog, but the little man glanced at everyone suddenly, and his whole body bloomed with a cold and extremely cold temperament:

"So this is the den of your 'Bliss'."

The fat and thin man in the vicinity was staggered by him, and hurriedly walked a few steps to the side.

"Yes, yes and what?"

"Hahaha." Inoue Fujinomiya suddenly burst into laughter, startling many people present.

"What are you laughing at?" The thin man is suspicious.

"I laugh at you for your fucking job! So I can finally know the den of you scumbags, and I can finally catch you all! Inoue Fujimiya stepped forward and slapped it on the thin man's bad back one after another, so frightened that he curled up.

"What's the use of knowing now? Haven't you been tricked by us? Do you think you'll ever get out of here? The fat man snorted badly.

"Liar? Who gave you the confidence that you felt was tricking me? ”

Fujinomiya faced the crowd and pointed unhurriedly with his hand.

"The fat one, the words are very vulgar; The thin one, when he saw his fists, he couldn't speak coherently, what kind of police officer do you say this is? Shirakawa and Matsusuke have long been aware of Ni Duan in you. ”

The thin man is still smiling forcibly, supporting himself.

"See? Are you embarrassed to say that? See how you're getting here with us......"

Halfway through the speech, he suddenly stopped talking, as if he realized something.

Because in front of him, Fujimiya took out the mobile phone that had been turned on, as well as the coordinates on it.

A flash of light, just as next to him, Fujimiya's eyes were as sharp as ice.

The whole store was silent all of a sudden, and one by one, the bad guys gathered their smiling expressions.

Outside the store.

Motorcycles were parked and enveloped in a circle.

Heavy rain was pouring down.

Shirakawa stood in front of the glass door, a crazy and evil grin on his lips.

"Brothers, it's time to work."

He tossed the baseball bat in his hand and lifted it up vigorously—

'Bang! ’