The tattooed man squinted at Mu Toru and stepped forward with his hands in his pockets.

Sakuraba Noriko tightened her face, her body protected in front of Toru Kamiki, glared at each other and said, "What are you going to do?" ”

The tattooed man stopped and glared at Mu Che, "There's no place for you to talk here." ”

Toru Shenmu raised his hand: "Okay big brother!" ”

Although he didn't say a few words to this tattooed man, Toru Kamiki admired him in his heart.

Because at close range, he observed that this guy actually tattooed a tattoo near his temple, and he was a ruthless man.

The cerebral nerve of the temple is very dense, but if you touch one, at least you will be paralyzed, and if you are lucky, you will go directly into the ground, and it is really fierce to be able to jump around here.

"Who your employer is, tell the cause and effect." The tattooed man asked the long-haired warrior in a sullen tone.

"It's Hori Kita Takashi!" Toru Kamiki shouted.

It doesn't matter if he's a big deal or not, just push it on him, and it's not a loss anyway.

"I told you to talk less and didn't hear?!" The tattooed man turned his head and scolded.

"I'm sorry big brother, I'm excited."

The tattooed man walked up to the long-haired samurai, his fist in his pocket sliced through the air, and slammed into the emaciated face by surprise.

The long-haired samurai's face was struck by a fist like a water balloon, and the broken teeth in his mouth fell to the ground along with the blood, and he spun around several times like a dead dog that had been knocked away, and fell to the ground.

The long-haired samurai was stunned for a moment and wanted to stand up, but his hair was lifted by the tattooed man.

He crouched down and patted the long-haired samurai's cheek with his other hand: "Rats should be stealing food in the sewers, running up to be trampled to death?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the tattooed man slammed his fist into the long-haired samurai's chest, as if he heard the explosion of a hammer drum.

"Hmm-poof——!"

The long-haired samurai's eyes rolled, and foul-smelling pieces of flesh spat out of his mouth, which fell to the ground mixed with residual blood.

Kamiki could clearly sense Sakuraba Noriko, who was clinging to her body, trembling, her hand sinking into the flesh of his arm from exerting too much force.

"It's okay." Toru Kamiki stroked her cheek briskly and gently with both hands, "Close your eyes, it will be over soon." ”

Sakuraba nodded silently.

Just as the long-haired samurai couldn't hold his sword steadily, another man ran in from the crowd.

Horikita Eagle Division trotted over to the tattooed man while bowing, with a flattering smile on his face: "Commander, this is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." ”

Seeing that it was Horikita Takaji, the commander of the Akutagawa soldiers threw a big slap out of the corner of his eye: "Did I let you make trouble here?" ”

The people of the Hori Kita Eagle Division were all fanned away, but they still pasted it with a smile on their faces like dogs: "Commander, I can't help it." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to Toru Kamiki and continued, "This person is too much of a hindrance, if it weren't for him, the money owed to Kurosawa would have already been repaid." ”

Captain Akutagawa narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand to pinch his neck: "In the past few months, you have asked me to borrow a car again, and you have drugged the old man, but because of a little kid to do this kind of thing?" ”

Drugged? Toru Kamiki was stunned, and after reacting, he looked at Sakuraba Noriko in his arms, and his heart swelled with a tide of uneasiness.

It was as if a bucket of cold water was pouring down her head, and her breathing became painful, as if she was immersed in darkness, and her body trembled slightly with fear.

"Horikita! You drugged my father?! Like an angry little girl, she roared with all her might.

Horikita Takashi gritted his teeth and said, "Anyway, your father hasn't lived long since he fell down the stairs, isn't it the same if he dies early or late?" ”

"How can you do that!"

"How much the fuck did I pay off that old man? Occupying land in Tokyo and opening a bakery that has been losing money, if you want me to say that he just can't do it! ”

"How can there be such a ......" Sakuraba Noriko clutched the hem of Kamiki Toru with both hands, looking very confused, and cried while trembling, "He's my father......"

Misunderstanding and slackness in the world may be more hurtful than treachery and malice.

"What's my business? It's not my father! Horikita Takaji felt that the jar was completely broken now, and glared angrily at Toru Kamiki, "It's all you!" Without you! I've already got it! ”

Captain Akutagawa had a smile on his face, and seemed to be happy with this kind of scene.

Toru Kamiki gently stroked Sakuraba Noriko, who was leaning on his chest, and whispered, "Hoko, when we get through all this, we will feel that the sky is clear in our heads, and all the dirty things are gone, and everything will become clean and beautiful." ”

is like the words in "The Troubles of Young Werther": "The remnant of winter is about to disappear, and spring is coming"

Kamiki Toru only felt that his chest was inexplicably hot, he was strong, calm, and an invincible person, and this kind of confidence would continue to pop up, and stories would continue to pour out because of this confidence.

"It's really hot, I think I have a good temper, but I feel very hot now, method, wait for me for a while."

"Shenmu ......."

Toru Kamiki slowly pushed away the Sakuraba method in his arms, and walked towards the Horikita Takaji: "You want to play with me?" I'll play with you. ”

Seeing this, Captain Akutagawa took a step back with a hippie smile, and directly stretched out his hand and pushed Horikita Takaji forward: "Horikita, don't be ashamed." ”

Horikita Takaji was driven duck to the shelves, he actually hid in a store to watch the play from the beginning, if it wasn't for the sudden jump out of the Akutagawa soldier and beat the long-haired samurai half to death, he would never have come out.

"Just you? ...... who will only hide"

"Lots of words!" Toru Kamiki grabbed his left arm and pulled it hard, and poured a heavy right hook into his face without mercy.

"Ga ——!"

Horikita Takashi flew out with a blow that was unconscious, and his eyes were swollen and he lost his vision as he fell to the concrete floor.

He raised his hands to cover his cheeks: "Woooooooooooooo Oh my face! It hurts! It hurts! ”

Toru Kamiki directly straddled the body of the Horikita Takaji, and kept swinging his fists left and right: "Answer my question, being beaten up by your own little person, do you like this feeling?" ”

Blood mixed with saliva in the mouth of Horikita Takaji's mouth flowed down the corners of his mouth: "You...... Wait, if you can't kill me! I'll be sure to show you a good look! ”

"I now finally understand that violence is the ultimate solution to problems for people like you." Toru Kamiki kept dropping his fist in the face of Horikita Takaji.

His current body seems to have endless power, and if time doesn't stop, Kamiki Toru feels like he won't stop anymore.

Seeing that Kitataka was overwhelmed by a young man, Captain Akutagawa was half-squatting on the ground, smoking a cigarette while watching a play.

Suddenly, the siren finally sounded, and judging by the sound, more than one police car came.

Commander Akutagawa quickly extinguished the smoke, walked over to Toru Kamiki, and looked at Takashi Horikita, who had been beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

He reached out to pull Toru Kamiki away.

"Hey the boy, ...... in moderation"

"Get in the way!" However, Toru Kamiki slapped his hand away fiercely.

Captain Akutagawa's face suddenly sank.