"Are you trying to rob me?"

Yuan Laiguang looked at Huang Mao with a strange expression.

It's not that he can't afford not to think about it.

It's that the yellow-haired gangster is in a very bad state now, compared to when he was still alive just now, there is an obvious red abrasion from the left side of his face to the side of his mouth.

It seems to have been slapped and then rubbed on the ground, and he limped when he walked, and he kept covering his stomach with his left hand, and it seemed that he hadn't recovered from the beat a while ago.

"That's right, it's robbery! Acquaintance hurry up... Ouch! Hurry up and hand over the money! ”

Huang Mao, who was arrogant again, just shouted twice, but it seemed to be pulling the wound on the side of his mouth, and he barely threatened it when he exhaled in pain halfway.

The two of them gradually approached him.

But just when the two of them were about to walk in front of Yuan Laiguang, he suddenly asked out loud.

"Aren't you still alone?"

Huang Mao, who was limping and walking, was stunned when he heard this, his brain seemed to work involuntarily, and he subconsciously replied: "His mother told him to go home for supper." ”

The corners of Yuan Laiguang's eyes twitched slightly.

In fact, he could see from just now that these gangsters were not skilled in robbery at all, except for the bald head next to him.

The yellow hair in front of him could only shout, and the other person was even more pestle there and didn't dare to speak.

And they have already surrounded other girls and don't do anything, and they are still standing there to explain that they only rob money and not sex, if they don't look older than themselves, he thinks it's bad.

It is estimated that the bad ones in high school are more proficient than them.

Is this here to rob?

Those who ask for food are more skilled than you.

Yuan Laiguang sighed when he thought about it, then took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a piece of Fukuzawa Yuji and handed it over, looked at Huang Mao in front of him with a smile and said, "Take it and buy something delicious and go home early." ”

His actions didn't look like he had been robbed at all.

It's like tipping a waiter after a meal at a fancy restaurant.

Huang Mao looked at the 10,000 yuan bill handed over in front of him, and with a flattering smile on his face, he subconsciously wanted to catch it, but then reacted, slapped his hand away, covered his stomach and said sharply:

"Do you despise our professionalism?"

"If you say robbery, it has to be robbery! What does it mean that you give us money? Do you think we're beggars on the other side of Gion? Who are you standing here looking down on, thinking I can afford this money? ”

"I was in Shangjing Ward back then..."

"Luck!" The bald man standing next to him finally couldn't help it, and suddenly stopped talking endlessly about the yellow hair, frowned and said in a low voice: "Why are you yelling so loudly?" ”

Huang Mao, who was suddenly yelled back, suddenly shut up, and felt a little aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't refute the meaning of the eldest brother, but he still looked at Yuan Laiguang with a calm face, and seemed to be very indignant about his charity.

Seeing that the little brother closed his mouth quietly, the bald man nodded with satisfaction, and then moved his steps to Yuan Laiguang, stared at him with cruel eyes, and asked in a low voice:

"Be a hero? Isn't it cool? ”

"I didn't think so, did I?"

Minamoto replied while lowering his right hand.

It really didn't work.

Originally, he just followed the few morals left in his heart, coupled with the social habits he had developed in his previous life, so he stood up and wanted to stop them.

But who would have thought that the girl would throw out a two-meter big knife with her backhand, and shoot the gangsters into rag dolls with one knife, and the situation changed drastically in an instant.

"Give me a show."

The bald man clasped his arms in his hands, his expression became lighter again, and he drooped his eyelids and said, "You squat down now and give us a Thomas full spin, and then hand over the money, and I can let you go." ”

His tone was very unscathing.

Standing there is also very stable.

It seems that there is no one among the people who were scared away by Mu Chuanquan's two-meter-long knife just now.

looked at Yuan Laiguang so fixedly, as if he had pinched him in the palm of his hand, and pinched him to death whenever he wanted.

"I won't."

Yuan Laiguang gave an answer.

"Not jumping?"

The bald man's originally drooping eyes suddenly opened, and suddenly an indescribable sense of oppression struck, and the horizontal flesh on his face trembled as he spoke:

"It seems that I don't plan to cooperate, I've seen young people like you before..."

The dull and grim voice came to an abrupt end.

When the bald man landed in front of him, he saw that the other party smiled and took out a pistol from the right, and then raised it in his direction in just a moment.

The swarthy hole was instantly closer.

Let the bald man's hole be tightened.

It's like falling into a black hole with infinite suction.

Yuan Laiguang took the lead in breaking this state, put the pistol against the opponent's head, put his fingers lightly next to the trigger, and said with a smile: "Guess I am a prop?" ”

Looking at the bald man like a goose stuck in the neck.

The words in my throat are no longer spoken.

And he had an understanding in his heart.

And so it was.

It's not as good as my American-style home.

Yuan Laiguang's eyes narrowed.

"Kada—"

The right hand holding the gun slowly buckled the safety sheet.

The thimble makes a crisp crashing sound.

The horizontal flesh on the bald man's face trembled with the sound.

A chill went straight to the bone marrow from the outside to the inside.

"Calm down! Calm down! ”

The bald man instantly lost the deep appearance he had just now, and hurriedly raised his hands and shouted at Yuan Laiguang, for fear that he would collapse himself if he was not careful.

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

The average person may not be able to tell the difference.

But Kumamoto Kura came from that era, and although he was just a bag boy at that time, he could at least distinguish it if it wasn't a real gun.

With the crisp sound of pulling the trigger just now, he didn't dare to bet on whether Yuan Laiguang was a real gun, and if so, there was no problem.

But what if not!?

A gentle evening breeze swept through the gaps in the cuffs.

But Kumamoto felt only an icy chill.

This kind of fear and fear of insufficient firepower made the big brother with a deep temperament break out in a cold sweat, his thick calves began to swing, and his body retreated in a panic and persuaded in a panic:

"Brother, you are still very young, you must not go down the road of crime!"

"Squat down and do a Thomas full spin."

Yuan Laiguang said expressionlessly.

The bald man's face stiffened when he heard this, but he reacted very quickly, without any hesitation, squatting on the ground and starting to do Thomas full spin, but because of the reason that he was scared to retreat while doing it, his right foot was tripped by his left foot several times, and he fell several big butts on the ground in a row.

Yuan Laiguang continued: "Do it while rolling. ”

As if he had received an order from his superiors, the bald man moved more quickly to do Thomas.

Seeing that the bald man used his left foot to stumble and his right foot gradually rolled away, Yuan Laiguang stood in place and did not mean to chase after him, but turned the muzzle of the gun and pointed at Huang Mao, who was about to quietly walk away.

"Did I let you go?"

Yuan Laiguang asked with a smile.

It's a very nice smile.

But in the eyes of Huang Mao, it became a demon's smile.

"Big brother, big brother, I have a bad heart."

Huang Mao saw that the muzzle of the gun was pointed at him, and he was suddenly frightened again, and his left hand did not cover his stomach but covered his heart, and hurriedly retreated while explaining in a hurry:

"The fish I just bought at home hasn't been sold yet, and it's going to be stalled early tomorrow morning, big brother, can you give me another chance."

"Done."

Minato's answer was succinct.

The yellow-haired gangster's face was bitter when he heard this, but he still endured the sharp pain in his abdomen and squatted down, and started Thomas full rotation with both hands on the ground, but he was obviously not as skilled as his eldest brother, and coupled with the injury that was slapped away just now, he grinned in pain just after two turns.

watched the two disappear into the street.

Minamoto retracted the pistol back into his inventory.

He stood there and shook his head slightly.

Then I walked in the direction of the main road.

Kyoto can't compare to Tokyo's city that never sleeps, but there are still many shops open on the main roads, and there is a lot of traffic.

I took a taxi for half an hour and returned to the seminary.

Looking at the arrangement message sent by the Kyoto Broadcasting staff on his phone, Minamoto Yorimitsu thought that he would have to meet with the Imperial Medicine Bag Chaon tomorrow, and thought about some possible situations and his own countermeasures.

Dialing Kogi Qingming again was unsuccessful.

Yuan Laiguang fell asleep with his heart in his mind.