If the next crisis of the Sakura Kai is still the conflict with the police, Shirakawa has been thinking about the dispute that can be used as a fuse at first.

Then when he saw the bad behavior of the two pretending to be police officers in Bliss, looking at their exaggerated modified version of the high-imitation motorcycle, he immediately understood.

Ironically, it wasn't even the real police who caused the incident.

Bliss Dao intends to take Fujimiya away, so that not only can there be one more hostage threat, not to mention that as long as the person is hidden, Sakura will not see anyone for a long time, and he will naturally worry about the fate of Fujimiya in the Metropolitan Police Department. Regardless of whether it is explained clearly in the end, but a group of unscrupulous people to besiege the Metropolitan Police Department has constituted a serious violation of order, and the contradiction has been provoked.

Perfect for killing two birds with one stone.

If the plan succeeds, it will inevitably remove the thorn in the side of the cherry blossom society.

It's a pity that it backfired, and a few ruffian bastards who were picked up casually put on a coat that I got out of nowhere, and the temperament could be seen as long as it was a little longer than a snack.

Shirakawa and Matsusuke, who are IQ online, are even more so.

Of course, Bai Chuan, who discovered Ni Duan, did not ask the two guys to dig out their identities as soon as possible, but planned to let Fujimiya secretly open the navigation and use them as guides.

No matter where they take Fujinomiya, someone has to answer it. Even if it's not a stronghold, you can easily take out a few raccoon dogs.

But now it seems that it is a stronghold, so it would be better.

Straight in one step.

"What? Are those people? ”

"Hey, hey, hey, isn't it?"

Hearing a commotion outside, the people of Bliss looked out of the glass door in amazement, and at some point the dozens of figures that had been standing there were like villains from the night, silently arriving in front of them.

The sound of the glass door splinters bursting in the air stabbed in the air, reflecting sharp light in the white light, like a blooming crystal flower, guiding the way forward and leading the mighty flow of people through the door.

Facing the many stunned expressions inside, Bai Chuan, who rushed to the forefront, set off a wicked and arrogant smile.

From the inside, it was so dark that the people of Bliss were completely defenseless. But don't forget, the lights inside are on, and the cherry blossoms of these people will be clearly visible.

Therefore, the moment they rushed in, they seized the opportunity and did not hesitate to act towards their respective goals-

No matter what kind of large-scale street fight, always uphold this:

Invincible!

The bad guys in the field are still confused, puzzled, and can't believe it, some are still wearing headphones and looking back, some can't let go of their hands, and some still don't understand what's going on, and their expressions of crying and laughing don't have time to change, so they are so funny and fixed on their faces.

Then the figure collapsed in an instant.

Fights are announced in fist swings, and no one will signal in advance. In the area of street fighting, Shirakawa always thought that this was the case, and he didn't need to say much.

"Go!"

Kuroto was the first to roar, igniting the atmosphere.

"CNMD, it's their store anyway, smash it for me!" Bai Chuan shouted unscrupulously, and by the way, he came to a national scolding, even if no one understood.

Originally, the members of the Sakura Club had already hated Bliss, and with this incident, of course, their morale soared, and they naturally fought one by one.

On the Bliss side, although the first hand was knocked down, they quickly reacted. After all, they are all good at street fighting all year round, and they have always been skilled in this situation. And more figures are in the rear, and there is no shortage of masters on their side, and they occupy the advantage of being older, and they have a natural advantage over Sakura in terms of bad experience.

Bottles and cans of the renovated bar are flying, stools and chairs are overturned, and all kinds of mockery are mixed together, accompanied by the sound of pinching and scolding each other, and it has become a large-scale brawl in an instant. The two sides fought together, and tables and chairs flew.

"Domotono! After the Dragon Palace Club is gone, you kid has moved to this piece? ”

Inoue Fujinomiya had sharp eyes and caught a glimpse of an acquaintance in the crowd.

"Red deer, Fujinomiya, give the master death!"

Don Motono didn't say a word, and rushed over and punched and kicked Fujimiya.

Near the back door, Kasuke Matsuki intercepts Kitaikezaki who wants to sneak out.

"Your plan has failed, what conspiracy is there to explain?"

"Hehe, who said I fell short? It doesn't matter to me whether I can make a plan or not, seeing both sides lose is already the best ending. Kitaikezaki squinted thoughtfully.

"Kitaikezaki, you, worthy of you, it's disgusting enough."

Matsusuke and Ki smiled and unzipped their coats.

"Then let's have a fight."

"Hehe, that's what I mean."

Under the messy scene, Shirakawa from time to time put aside the Paradise Dao minions rushing up from both sides, and instead of fighting aimlessly as soon as he came up, he carefully observed the surrounding situation.

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Among the interspersed figures, he found the figure in the target at the back of the wine room against the wall.

A tall second generation with an exaggerated hairstyle, a pair of hip-hop glasses in front of him, and a whole body wearing gold and silver, is sitting on a sofa chair.

The bad ones caught in Arakawa also said, and the hip-hop mirror is the real murderer who sent them.

That guy is the biggest black hand that killed Megumi Inoue.

The boss of the Elysian Road, Nishio Nanase.

But right now, he was slamming his feet on the long table, watching the situation on the battlefield with ease, shaking a cup of coffee in his hand.

It seems that the struggle on the field has not affected the leisure in the slightest.

Around Nishio Nanase, there were two rows of people around, and they also did not join the situation, as if the mission was only to protect him.

What is he doing?

He's reserving his strength.

This guy is really good enough.

Come up and fight, tired of being caught by the loophole, as the boss of a bad gang, it is called a non-forced.

Instead, let his subordinates go up to fight for consumption first, and leave it for him to harvest the whole field at the end, which is called face.

Shirakawa didn't want to let his calculations make a noise in the sixteenth night.

He was thinking about it when someone stepped into the formation before him.

That's Kuroto Matake.

With an angry roar, his upper body clothes were torn, revealing strong tendon flesh, and then he grabbed the long table standing in front of Nishio Nanase with both hands, and suddenly lifted the two-meter-long wooden table up with a sudden force.

"Roar—"

The coffee cup that Nanase Nishio was still on the table was overturned in an instant, and the liquid splashed his Supreme 17SS that cost hundreds of thousands of yen all over his body, and the glass slag was scattered all over his body, and he was full of embarrassment.

But through the big flower hip-hop mirror, I couldn't see what the expression on his face was.

Kurotto Zhenwu, who carried the long table, was like a vajra in his hand, and Arhat came into the world, and then, when he picked up the weapon in his hand, he was able to move nearly a hundred catties of furniture as freely as a branch picked up. The members of the Bliss Path on both sides were suddenly slapped away like flies.

"Poof!"

"!"

"How can he have so much strength?"

Many eyes looked at this corner, stunned and speechless.

The enemies who fell in front of Kurotto Matakeshi added up to the height of a hill. The younger brothers near Nishio Nanase were all poured into a pile.

Only at the end, he was alone in his seat.

"Whew."

Kuroto Matake gasped.

He lifted the table high again.

His eyes were ruthless, like a fierce god, and he slapped the things in his hands heavily.

'Bang! ’

This time, however, the wooden table was caught.

Nanase Nishio stood up, her hands firmly resting on the other end of the long table.

But then, Kuroto Matake did not hesitate, his eyes sharpened, and he pushed the long table forward.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Under that fierce force, even Nishio Nanase couldn't resist it, and his pace was forced to retreat step by step.

'Boom! ’

He leaned heavily against the wall, unable to retreat, and gradually rolled a large human-shaped pit on the solid wood wall behind him.

And Kuroteng Zhenwu also used all his strength, gritting his teeth, exposing the green tendons on his hands, and his face was hideous, and he looked like the king of Hades in the world.

On the surface, the tide of battle seems to be on the side of the favor.

Shirakawa Sixteen Nights, who was watching the battle situation on the side, frowned slightly.

"Strange? On the other hand, why doesn't that guy Nishio Nanase seem to be trying his best? ”

"Ho-"

Kuroto Matakeshi once again poured all his strength into it and pushed hard!

As if he couldn't resist it, Nishio Nanase slipped and fell softly downward, knocking the end of the wooden table against the wall, covering him under the table!

All the bad people who saw this scene were all shocked.

"Won't it?"

"Did the boss get knocked down?"

"By this guy? By this guy? ”

"That'...... Are we still fighting? ”

The members of the Path of Bliss around him chattered and whispered, and their hearts were shaken.

"Kuroto-kun, well done!"

Fujimiya and the others couldn't help but wave their flags and shout for him.

Kurotto Masatake propped his hands on the table, humming and panting, unable to speak, and looking like the lamp was running out.

Is it over?

Suddenly, there was a rush of movement under the table.

Kurotto Matakeshi was suddenly startled, and subconsciously glanced down.

How so?

If that guy also used up his strength like himself, he was pressed down because he had no choice, and it was impossible to cause a counterattack in such a short period of time.

And, at such a fast pace!

Unless......

Nanase Nishio has been leaving his hands spared!

The wind is tight below!

Although he knew that the danger was approaching, he relied on the height of the black vine and the strength he used, so he really couldn't make the corresponding defense at this moment.

Is that what that guy is for?

Kuroto Matake suddenly realized.

However, it was too late, and a swift sliding shovel was already speeding to the end of the long table under the table.

Nanase Nishio raised her instep mercilessly.

Flirt with crotch legs!

Chicken flying eggs, stir-fried omelette!

"Grass!"

Under the blow, Kurotto Masatake was hit hard, and strode back with his crotch covered.

Immediately after, Nishio Nanase's white hip-hop shirt was erected in front of him.

Kuroto Matakeshi subconsciously swung a heavy fist away.

But wrong!

Under the table, no one could see his movements, and Nanase Nishio had quietly untied his coat, which was just an empty shell he had thrown into the air.

Kurotto Shintake's fist slammed into the air, and the huge inertia was too late for him to make a second pose.

He looked at Nanase Nishio who appeared in front of him with a hideous face, and watched him take out a bottle and can, facing it directly in front of him.

"Hey, hey, hey." Nishio Nanase's facial features were squeezed into distortion due to extreme excitement.

"Die!"

Nishio Nanase pressed the valve.

Anti-wolf spray!

A burst of irritating gas flowed out, and Kuroto Matake opened his mouth and roared, and he suddenly couldn't see anything.

"Black vine!"

Matsusuke shouted urgently.

Leaving no stone unturned, Nishio Nanase then took out the waist stick hanging on his waist and hit Kurotto Matakeshi hard, and the move was fatal, specifically hitting the key places!

Alvine!

Head!

Face the door!

'Knock knock'.

Under the successive blows, there was a dull sound that even the people around him were frightened.

"Whew-"

Kurotto Zhenwu's mouth foamed, and in that uninterrupted passive beating, he barely stood a few steps, but his pupils were already glowing with white light.

'Poof! ’

The massive shell swayed, causing a thud on the floor.

He finally fell.

is an ordinary person, and he can't stand the pain in his abdomen, not to mention that he has exhausted his physical strength.

There was silence.