Time goes back to last night, just four hours after Long Kui and Wu Bei completely lost contact with the organization.

An unknown underground warehouse in Tokyo is a bit like an underground gym. Here, even though it is late at night, there are still dozens of sturdy men wearing standard southern boxing uniforms who are punching in unison, which looks quite imposing.

And in the ring in the center of the warehouse, there are two people "fighting".

No

To be precise, it's a joke!

One of the two people who fought on the field didn't fight seriously at all, and he didn't even look at it squarely.

Because the guy was busy answering the phone, and he only parried with one hand.

But whether it's a heavy blow, a kick, or an elbow from the opponent, this kind of indiscriminate attack. He used his other hand to block it quite casually, as simple as picking up vegetables during a meal.

And I'm still commenting

Dishes like this one are too salty and I don't like it.

When he reaches this realm, he doesn't need to look at it, just listening to the sound of the fist wind knows that the movements are not standardized. He verified his idea with just a glance, and used a tone of hatred that iron does not become steel

"Aaron.."

"You're slow to punch!"

"How many times have I said that?"

"This movement should be done with your waist, right, that's how I usually teach you?"

"Yes, master!"

Ah Long's face turned red when he heard this, and he waved his fist to hit his master harder.

But this only aggravated the master's disappointment

"Don't shave, don't shave"

"You're really not good at all."

"Lord Xia Ji?"

A continuous sound of hitting was heard from the other end, and a hesitant voice came from the phone

"Huh? I'm not talking about you.."

"Come on, you go on.."

It was a rough, blonde man with rough blond hair who was roughly one meter tall and dressed in a red Jiuzhou boxing costume that showed his rather strong arms, yawning lazily as he straightened his hat.

The voice on the phone paused, but continued to report in a respectful tone

"Natsuji-sama"

"About the disappearance of two senior soldiers."

"Oh, you can do it yourself."

"It's just clean hands and feet."

"It's not time to be exposed."

Xia Ji shook his head indifferently and hung up the phone directly.

Even this little thing will bother him.

I don't know I'm busy

Losing contact is nothing more than being killed by someone because of his lack of strength, what's the fuss.

As for the option of their betrayal, Xia Ji hadn't considered it at all. The price of betrayal of the organization is not something that even a high-ranking soldier can afford.

The framework of their organization is also pyramidal

At the top is the boss

The bottom of the lower layer is composed of a considerable number of undergrads, middle soldiers, upper-class soldiers, cadres, and direct soldiers of the same rank as the cadres.

And the number of people is decreasing from bottom to top, and everyone who mixes with the top class is one in a thousand.

It is not only necessary to make great achievements, but also to have strength, which means that the superior soldiers are already the mainstay of the organization.

But he can be so disdainful of the superior soldiers.

But Xia Ji does have this capital

Because he is the direct leader of Long Kui and Wu Bei, he is one of the number one cadres in the organization. On the surface, he is the teacher of this Kyushu martial arts gym, but behind the scenes, he is actually a senior cadre of the organization to which Long Kui and Wu Bei belong, and the branch leader of the organization that opened the Far East branch in Neon.

"Oh, private"

"If one dies, two are nothing"

Xia Ji glanced at the disciples who were working hard in the audience and smiled

"Huh.."

"Which of my private here isn't private?"

Besides, the identities of the two dead guys, he really don't know.

Those two people were all sent by senior cadres who were independent of the organization who did not deal with Xia Ji to disgust him.

To put it simply, it is a senior partner of the organization,

Wu Bei is a spy of the "Zhengxi faction", and the other Long Kui is the "Second Tiger". The leaders of these two factions and Xia Ji are not all the way, and they will talk to death in a few words.

There is no common language

Xia Ji felt that the two of them had trained to the point that their brains were all muscles, and there were a few times when he didn't say anything, and if they didn't agree, they would grab him in their hands and start fighting directly.

"Obviously, I'm also a senior cadre."

Don't I want to lose face?

Of course, what Xia Ji didn't know was that it was just his wishful thinking. Because these two people didn't take Xia Ji in their eyes at all, they were just clowns.

Xia Ji, who put his phone in his pants pocket, managed to free his hands, but when he wanted to seriously guide (beat) Aaron

The phone rang again...

Xia Ji scolded and took out his mobile phone again

"That's a lot of calls tonight.."

"Let me see which bastard called"

"I can't smoke you.."

He didn't even look at the screen and pressed answer

In a rather impatient tone

"Hey, little deflated three.."

"What are you looking for your father!"

The other end of the line probably didn't expect to hear such words, chuckled, and threatened in a solemn tone

"Xia Ji, are you tired of being alive.."

"The next time we meet, I can help you move your head and body for free."

Xia Ji froze when he heard this voice, and hurriedly explained in a cold sweat

"I didn't know it was you, did I?"

Now he doesn't have the pride and ambition of the branch head just now, and he has become very humble.

Even the tone was flattering

Xia Ji looked at the surrounding environment and jumped out of the ring, and then took a leap to his room on the second floor.

In his room he was able to let go

Xia Ji knelt directly in front of the mobile phone and slapped himself hard.

Knowing the current affairs (from the heart) is his strength

He's always been a bully and a hard guy

If you do something wrong, you will be beaten.

"Smack."

Xia Ji didn't spare his hand at all, and the loud slap echoed in the room, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth. But that was just the beginning, just when he slapped himself for the tenth time.

The phone that had been silent for a long time rang again

"Enough!"

"I don't have time to waste by you."

Said in an interrogative tone

"How's your business going.."

Xia Ji wiped the corners of his mouth and said very respectfully

"It's just that there is no one at the end, and it doesn't affect it at all."

As for "Wedge", it has completely penetrated into the depths of the boxing association. ”

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone

"Well done.."

Xia Ji nodded, and he got down on one knee

"I should do it."

All this is for the "contact". ”

"No one can escape the palm of the "contactor", never. ”

The phone replied indifferently without feeling

"Well, it's good that you understand."

"By the way, Xia Ji will count the people on hand."

The organization asked him to sort out the staff, Xia Ji was stunned, a little confused

Actions to the Fist Wish Society

He knows

So I've been preparing

But it looks like the organization is going to have a new campaign.

Xia Ji asked

"What's going on?."

Said with murderous intent on the phone

"War is coming"

"The Prologue of Destruction Begins"

"All-out war is coming!"

Hearing this very untrue news, Xia Ji's tone was a little excited

"With whom?"

Which lucky one is it?

The other end of the phone replied coldly

"Of course it's our old friend"

"The Four Palaces are here."

.....

Xia Ji, who had finalized the general strategy, was unilaterally hung up.

Listening to the busy sound in his ears, Xia Ji took a deep breath with the hand holding the mobile phone

How unwilling he is in his heart, only he knows that he is such a proud person.

Now grovel at all

Xia Ji directly smashed the mobile phone viciously on the wall, and under the effect of his super power, even a specially made mobile phone immediately turned into a pile of fragments.

"Damn.."

"Want my people to be cannon fodder"

"It's beautiful to think about.."

Xia Mi said viciously

"NND, one by one, you all look down on me"

"Let's fight, let's fight"

"It's not certain who will have the last laugh"

"Hmph"

"I must be at the helm of the organization of the future"

The empty room was filled with Natsuki's crazy laughter.

....

Indoor in the Student Council

"So, what did you do to Fujiwara-san?"

I didn't know that as early as the middle of the night, my family had been worried about Shinomiya Kaguya by a group of crazy people with abnormal brains, and she was helplessly brushing her hair that had just been messed up by Fujiwara-san.

And the culprit, Chika Fujiwara, sat next to her, hugging her good sister's arm tightly, and she was still shouting in her mouth

"Kaguya-san, Ishigami-kun is too much!"

"Be sure to talk about him!"

Maybe it's like falling into danger and not knowing it

Ishigami looked at Chika Fujiwara, who was talking in general, and inexplicably had this feeling

"The most dangerous man on the field right now."

"It's not me who was interrogated.."

"It's you sitting next to Senior Sister Sinomiya!"

"Chika Fujiwara!"

Ishigami sat alone in front of the two of them, so he knew.

"You can't hide the eyes of a person who wants to knife."

In just a few minutes, he had seen Senpai Shinomiya look at Chika Fujiwara with dangerous eyes more than once.

There was no doubt that the look was the same as the look at the slaughtered pigs and sheep, and he had already thought about where to go under the knife.

If this continues, Senior Sister Qianhua may not live for more than two months, and she will be dressed up in black and white photos.

But Fujiwara Chika herself doesn't know this.,Kaguya-san has been her good friend for many years.,Don't help anyone she helps.。

"A junior should look like a junior brother."

Realizing that she had someone to support her, she was like a proud swan raising her neck.

"Respecting your senior sister is what you should do!"

Then Chika Fujiwara burst into tears in front of Kaguya-san and kept accusing Ishigami of the crime!

It's as if the stone has become a wicked person who has committed some heinous crime and is heinous.

Just saying it is not enough to accuse Fujiwara Chika of dissatisfaction.

She took out a sketchpad and began to scribble. In a short time, a letter of complaint from Chika Fujiwara about Yu Ishigami was written.

Full of absurd words, a handful of sad tears!

Ishigami and Senior Sister Shinomiya probed over

Looking at this chart, I couldn't help but laugh

Her title was "These places in Ishigami-kun are not good!" ”

There are also a lot of exclamation marks around!

"Repent!"

"It's too much!"

Bold symbols are highlighted in red letters

"Narrow-minded, love to find fault at every turn!"

"Always say hurtful things to me."

"I don't feel any respect for my seniors."

"Sometimes you show a look of genuine contempt for me!"

"The wounds he caused are very difficult to heal."

Kaguya Shinomiya saw what Chika Fujiwara had written, and thought of her usual appearance, and suddenly felt that Ishigami-kun seemed to be right.

It's better to say that it's too gentle with Fujiwara Chika

You should increase the firepower!

Kaguya Shinomiya, who is the overseer

Desperate for Ishigami-kun to persecute Fujiwara Chika!

She paused slightly

After thinking about it for a moment, she reminded him in a slightly more tactful tone

"Fujiwara-san.."

"Although these shortcomings of Ishigami-kun are very excessive, yes."

"But is it possible that you have a little problem yourself..."

Chika Fujiwara, who was originally waiting for Kaguya Shinomiya to help her with surprise, waited happily.

As a result, I waited for a long time, and I waited for this!

Chika Fujiwara said as stiffly as a robot to Kaguya-san

"Kaguya-san, I'm sorry.."

"I may not understand what you're saying.."

Kaguya Shinomiya thought that he was not clear enough, so he continued to explain to Fujiwara Chika again

"How do you say it?"

"After all, Ishigami-kun is in front of me.."

"The attitude is still quite common sense"

"Look at Ishigami-kun"

"He usually treats me with the respect of his juniors for his seniors."

Ishigami heard Kaguya's words and looked away.

He wouldn't say, "That's because I see you have a natural sense of fear."

Because it feels like if this kind of thing is said

will definitely be killed by Senior Sister Sinomiya with a smile on her face.

Kaguya Shinomiya looked at Chika Fujiwara's eyes and said very seriously

"So Fujiwara-san."

"Do you want to think about yourself?"

"Fujiwara-san?"

"It's too much.."

There were already bean-sized tears rolling in Fujiwara Chika's eyes, and she couldn't hold back from crying.

"Kaguya-san.."

Aren't we friends?

Chika Fujiwara just wants an attitude!

But Kaguya-san's just..

alas

Then how can you not stand on my side, but on the side of the evil Youjun!

Fujiwara Chika looked like she was crying, which made Shinomiya Kaguya difficult to handle.

Fujiwara Chika choked up and said with difficulty

"So Kaguya-san, what do you mean.."

"Ishigami-kun will do this to me"

"Am I completely self-inflicted?"

"Because I don't have common sense.."

The last sentence Fujiwara Chika shouted out directly, spicy

"So Ishikami-kun, who has always been a good baby in front of you"

"Only in front of me with such a bad attitude towards me..."

"No, I didn't think so.."

Shinomiya Kaguya hurriedly shook his hand

"I didn't mean that."

But in the face of Kaguya's reverse comfort, Fujiwara Chika felt particularly aggrieved

"Woooooo You're really too good. ”

"Kaguya-san.."

Kaguya Shinomiya faced the crying Fujiwara Chika and was in a hurry.

She glared at Ishigami, using her own eyes to relay the message

"Think of a way!"

"Ishigami-kun!"

Receiving the signal from Senior Sister Sinomiya, Ishigami scratched his head in annoyance.

"It's really hard to do..."

He walked over to the senior sister of the fourth palace and whispered for a while, and then the fourth palace Kaguya sighed.

She got up and left the student council room

The door was closed again.

Then in the student council room, there were crying girls and helpless boys.

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