For Bai Tangjing, after transferring to Tokyo, boxing in "Red Sand" was just to return the favor.

After all, without the help of the Yuanshan Group behind the "Red Sand", it would be a bit fantastical for an adopted school-age child to maintain ultra-high strength for many years, almost making people want to call the police to abuse children.

However, after winning the team battle against "Bishamen" this time, his relationship with the Yuanshan group is over.

According to the agreement, go and stay for yourself.

~~~~~~

Walking out of the Mach bowling alley, the hustle and bustle of Kamurocho and the underground fighting across the wall seem to be two worlds.

All the way straight, the cool evening breeze cooled the blood stirring in the bones.

A thick stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi slammed it in the palm of his hand, Bai Tangjing pursed his lips, put it in his backpack, took out a pair of black-framed flat mirrors and put them on by the way, and then messed up the back of Qi Erchang.

After a while, the whole person's temperament changed greatly.

Jeans martin boots, plus a light-colored jacket and backpack. The tall, glasses-wearing, and disheveled white hall mirror is no different from a college student on the side of the road.

"Is it eleven o'clock?"

Bai Tangjing took out his mobile phone and looked at it, ready to go home.

The place where he lived was not close to Kamurochachi, and he planned to walk two more blocks and take a taxi back to a place with a lot of traffic.

As he was walking, the melodious bell rang, and Bai Tangjing looked at the [Takayuki Yagami] displayed on his mobile phone and smiled, and on the interface of the caller ID was a man who resembled Takuya Kimura.

Answered the phone.

"Yo! Big. Rich. Father. First. Bear! Excuse me? ”

Before Bai Tangjing could say hello, there was a word for word on the other end of the phone, and there was a gritted gritted laugh first.

He didn't care about it, after all, although it wasn't a fateful friendship, it was still a friend.

"Didn't you, the detective, go to Fukushima to investigate some case? I used to be a lawyer, so I entrusted it to you. ”

"Hey! Hi Yi! Damn life winner, thank you for your patronage. Thanks to your $50 million in money! I didn't bother much, you're now out of your adoptive family, and you're alone.

... If you want me to say, what kind of law school do you have to go to the University of Tokyo with your money-making skills and funds? Do you want to give up business and enter politics? ”

Bai Tangjing smiled, feeling the envy and complaint on the other end of the phone.

This is also one of the reasons for entrusting him, even if such a large sum of money is placed in front of this man, he who is proficient in legal procedures can get a lot of oil in just a few turns.

But as long as this money is not in line with the morality in his heart, then he will never touch the slightest.

And as for what he said about abandoning business and politics? Or give up martial arts to concentrate on politics and business?

Impossible.

The young man pushed his glasses, and his smile faded.

Since receiving the approval of the mud bodhisattva at the age of eight, the child who has been sentenced to death by fate has been pursuing whatever power human beings can grasp like crazy.

- Money, power and fists.

The mud bodhisattva's instructions were so general and terrifying that it was impossible to make any targeted preparations.

But for a person who walks on the edge of the abyss, can't make targeted preparations, should he let the bitch of fate do it?

If there is any biggest gift to Baitangjing from the practice of martial arts in the past eight years, it is probably .... He forgot how to "give up".

So while fighting in various martial arts halls in the countryside, while accumulating funds, and at the same time taking care of academic performance, a child appeared to prepare for entering the political world.

He became a nightmare that all his local peers did not want to talk about.

The two chatted on the phone for a while and then hung up.

Bai Tangjing could vaguely feel that Takayuki Yagami still had something to ask, but if the other party didn't say it, he wasn't ready to say more.

On the other side of the phone, in a hotel in Fukushima.

Yagami, who looked like Takuya Kimura, looked at the phone that hung up and was distracted.

Beside him, there was a man with a Chinese face, wearing a floral shirt and a flamboyant white suit, and at first glance he was a man from extreme origin.

It was his friend and partner of [Yagami Detective Agency] Haiteng Masashi.

He shoved a small snack into his mouth and looked at Yagami who was distracted.

"Aaron, didn't you say you wanted to ask about his adoptive parents?

When the two of us took the formalities and the money and explained to them that the custody relationship was invalid, the expression was like... Finally alive to send away the evil god-like joy. ”

Hearing this, Yagami still looked at his phone fixedly and took a deep breath.

"No, no.

Although the contact is not too much, but that kid... No! That man will not do anything that is sorry for his conscience. ”

"Hmm... It's rare for you to say that about someone.

I hope so, after all, the two of us have seen a lot of people who look like dogs, but don't do anything. ”

Hai Teng stuffed a small snack into his mouth again, he didn't doubt Yagami's judgment, he just habitually stiffened his mouth.

But Takayuki Yagami, who took back his phone, turned to look at him and said solemnly.

"Brother Haiteng, you can know when you meet him.

The guy who's only 16 years old today... It's a real man.

With my detective career guaranteed! ”

~~~~~~

In Tokyo, Hakudogagami, who was walking towards the bustling traffic, stopped when he passed through a deep alley.

"I've been following for a long time, come out."

From the darkness around them, the sound of footsteps began to approach.

It was mixed with the vicious sound of tongue snapping and the sound of iron scraping against the road.

Like a pack of hunting wolves, many people came out of the darkness around the Baitang Mirror.

They stared at the black-haired teenager who was surrounded in the middle.

"Yo! Are you Yuanshan Group going to lift the last fig leaf of 'red sand' and walk to the front of the stage? ”

Even though he was surrounded by a group of strong men with bad intentions and armed with murder weapons, Bai Tangjing's tone was still unwavering, and he was talking like he was greeting an acquaintance.

And in response, from the depths of the deep alley, a tall shadow parted the crowd and came under the moonlight.

It was a shaved, fierce-looking man.

"What did you say, 'you', when did you get so angry, Mirror?"

After the tall figure spoke, the whispers around him disappeared at once, which showed his prestige.

"Don't say that we know each other very well, the distant mountains are bright.

According to the agreement, after I help the 'Red Sand' gain a foothold in Tokyo, we will not owe anything to the Toyama Group.

This is an agreement I made with your father, Hideki Toyama. The letter of agreement is in duplicate, if you forgot it, do you want to read it now?

There's your father's bloody handprint on it. ”

Bai Tangjing was not shocked, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and lifted his backpack to signal to Mingxiang in the distance.

"I don't care about those bullshit agreements!"

Yuanshan Mingxiang rubbed his own head, and his eyes were like a hungry beast.

"During this time, the underground fighting world is surging! Who would be stupid to let go of a fighter of your level!

... Besides, you also received the business card of 'Bishamen', right? ”