Tatsuto Takami, just talking about this name, I'm afraid most people have never heard of it, just like Suzuki Sonoko.

But if it comes to his other identity, the eighth generation of "Tenjinryu Karate", it can definitely be called a well-known existence in the whole of Bendu.

Tenjin-ryu, but in the brutal shogunate era, a genre created by a martial arts legend who defeated all masters of the country with only his bare hands.

Among this legendary disciple, although there has never been a peerless powerhouse like him, every generation of descendants of the Heavenly God Stream is definitely worthy of the title of "martial artist".

Being able to get the guidance of a martial artist is a very rare opportunity for anyone who practices karate.

Maoliran was no exception, and she would love to meet the true karate master.

It's just that she is gentle and kind by nature, but she still has some concerns:

"Mu Yuanjun, wouldn't it be rude to invite Mr. Takami from Osaka like this? Why don't we wait until we have the opportunity to go to Osaka in person......"

"Miss Xiaolan doesn't have to worry," Mu Yuan said with a smile, "Mr. Takatsuto's visit this time is not only voluntary for him, but also can help his martial arts hall solve a big problem." ”

"Is that so...... That's great! ”

Mao Lilan let out a long sigh of relief and smiled sweetly.

…

…

"I was forced!"

On the phone, Takami Takato said sadly:

"Ah Zhen, those people...... They threatened me with the martial arts hall, saying that if I didn't agree to go to Tokyo to compete with the people they arranged, they would take my martial arts hall and turn it into an upscale apartment! ”

"What? There is such a thing!? Kyogoku Shinichi exerted his strength, and the stainless steel of the phone booth was supported, and a dent suddenly appeared, and he said seriously: "Master Takami, you don't have to worry, just leave the matter of the competition to me!" ”

"I'm afraid it's not ......"

"Master Takami, everything is for the martial arts hall and for the children!"

“…… Then please, Ah Zhen! ”

…

…

Outside of his apartment, Amuro is preparing to leave the house in search of a new part-time job.

As soon as he got into his newly repaired car, he made a strange call without the name of the contact.

"Okay, I'll go over here."

Amuro hung up the phone, his index finger tapping lightly on the steering wheel,

"The woman actually came back."

…

"Buzz!" With the roar of the rotor engine, the white FD rushed out and disappeared at the end of the street.

…

At a deserted intersection, Amuro stopped in front of the sidewalk for the third time, waiting for the signal light to change.

Just when he thought he would have to turn back a few more times, the old woman, who had been standing on crutches in front of the sidewalk, hunched over, wondering if she was asleep, suddenly moved.

The old woman limped slowly and gently knocked on the co-pilot's window, three short and one long.

Amuro raised his eyebrows and reached out to unlock the door.

The old grandmother's movements suddenly became smooth, she stepped into the co-pilot's seat, the rickety figure instantly stood up, the hunchback was gone, and the beautiful curves were also presented.

The old face of "Thorn ......" was torn apart like rags, revealing the beautiful face below.

"Drive."

Interrupting Toru Amuro's gaze with a cold royal voice, Belmode pulled up her blonde hair like a waterfall, took out a pair of sunglasses from behind her back and put them on.

"Heh......" Amuro Toru smiled slightly, stepped on the accelerator and asked, "It seems that Gin's car appeared near Ersenji Temple last night, so this matter should have something to do with you......

Before Amuro could finish his words, the muzzle of the Browning M1906 was already pressed against his temple.

"If I die, your relationship with that gentleman will be known to everyone in the organization tomorrow."

"Click......"

Belmode did not speak, responding with the sound of a bullet loading.

"At least, we're still working together ......" Amuro said with a clear and wise change of subject, "Akemi Miyano, I need information about this peripheral member." ”

"Huh?" Belmode's red lips pursed lightly, put away his love gun, and chuckled: "What, do you want to use this woman to fish that guy out too?" ”

Amuro narrowed his eyes, keenly aware of one of the words used in Belmode's words—"also."

His face remained unchanged and said: "Prey, whoever has the ability to catch it will belong to whomever it is, isn't it?" ”

"Huh......" Belmode chuckled.

She knew that Toru Amuro and Shuichi Akai had been in competition since they first entered the organization, so she didn't care too much about Toru Amuro's attachment to Shuichi Akai, she just said lazily:

"The organization has already made a decision on that woman's arrangement."

"Oh?" Amuro's heart trembled, and he said disdainfully: "So what, who stipulates that a tool can only be used once?" ”

Belmode glanced at Amuro, "She's a disposable tool, how can you reuse it?" ”

Amuro was silent for a moment, and his tone remained unchanged, "Maybe, I can ...... before that"

"I know you want to catch that guy, but Akemi Miyano's idea of this woman, you don't want to fight." Belmode waved his hand impatiently, thought about it, and felt that it was nothing to tell Amuro about it, and then said, "The organization has already arranged that woman into the Bank of Mitsubishi, so what is her mission, you should be able to understand, right?" ”

Finding that Amuro didn't react, Belmode said: "Moreover, the reason why the organization hasn't arranged for her to do it now is not because the time has not come, it's just that ...... The woman's sister was a bit of a nuisance. ”

Amuro raised his eyebrows with a cold face, "Understood, I won't interfere with the organization's arrangements for her again." ”

"Hmmm......"

Belmode nodded, only to be Amuro's cold face, because he missed the opportunity to catch Shuichi Akai.

But actually......

[Is the organization going to arrange for Mingmei to rob the bank? 】

How much cash can a bank have? Billion? Or two billion? How could an organization be short of such money? 】

[This is a trap, a trap that a discerning person can see through at a glance, so the real purpose of the organization is ......]

[Yes, that bastard will definitely be able to see through it, as long as Akemi tells him about it, he will rush back to save people, but with Akemi's character, he ......]

[She won't tell that guy about it!] 】

[In that case, the organization will definitely take the opportunity to get rid of Akemi directly, and then use Akemi's death to fish that guy back to Yuben!] 】

What should I do......

Gripping the steering wheel, Amuro fell into deep thought.

His brain was racing at high speed, and he recalled over and over what Belmode had just said...... Suddenly, he noticed something unusual.

"The land of Erquan Temple, the organization has already gotten it, right?"

"Huh?" Belmode's fingers twitching slightly as she was editing a text message.

Keenly aware of this change, Amuro said with a slight smile: "Mu Yuan, are you a member of the organization?" ”

Belmode suddenly put away her phone, pressed the sunglasses on her face, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said curiously: "Who is Mu Yuan?"

"Heh......" Amuro pursed his lips and said secretly in his heart: [It's really worthy of being an Oscar-winning actress, but it's a pity...... Mu Yuan is my person! 】

- Belmode, there must be some kind of relationship with Mu Yuan, and this relationship may be a turning point!