Early the next morning.

Early in the morning, Kitahara Xiu was awakened by all kinds of harassing messages on his mobile phone, as well as countless calls.

The bloodline talent of the descendant of the sword bearer brought about by the physique made him realize what it means to be miserable, and he knew that he should mute his mobile phone before going to bed and be isolated from the world.

Kitahara Shu struggled to get up from the warm quilt, his eyes were hazy, his hair was messy and fluffy, and he yawned, and his first reaction was to open the [Hyakki Night Walk] to see the situation.

[Estimated time to restore all Ghost Resistance and wait until dawn: 2 hours and 43 minutes.] 】

Look up at the wall clock, 7:06.

Pinching my fingers, I slept for more than 9 hours, and my tiredness was swept away, and I was refreshed, and I haven't been so comfortable in this year.

Kitahara Shu turned off the game, humming "loser" while squeezing toothpaste, he hung a towel around his neck, and looked at himself in his glasses, the appearance of this decadent handsome guy has a bit of the demeanor of Kimura Okami when he was young, not bad.

Before I finished brushing my teeth, the phone on the side began to ring non-stop.

A look at the caller ID: Yu Ishigami.

Came over early in the morning with a harassing phone call?

"You'd better give me a reason not to beat you up when school starts, buddy, it's 7:11 a.m."

Hideshi Kitahara rinsed off the facial cleanser on his face with water, pulled up a towel to dry, and scolded at his phone.

"Kitahara, are you free in the afternoon? Why don't you come to the dojo to practice? Hehe, by the way, I would like to tell you a great event. ”

Kitahara Shu turned off the rattling faucet, and wanted to ask about some happy event, but the kid hung up the phone directly.

This guy is this kind of character, what do you want to say, you have to sell it first, and hang people's appetites, but it doesn't matter, just try his hand and see how good the reality increase effect brought by the descendants of the sword wielder is.

After washing, Kitahara Shu returned to his room, sorted out his clothes, picked up his satchel, and prepared to go out, sweeping all the unread messages on LINE before leaving.

I don't know how long I haven't been in touch with my elementary school classmates took the initiative to send a message, saying that they wanted to invite him to participate in marriage.

Kitahara Shu's hometown is in a small township in Yamanashi Prefecture, where many of his peers dropped out of school and got married before finishing high school.

More people, when they were in high school, they made their girlfriends' bellies bigger, and then both dropped out of school to start a family, and when the children could walk and talk, and the women could work in the fields, the men would set off to work in the big cities to make money.

Like Kitahara Shu, who can be admitted to a high school in Tokyo with his own ability, and has a chance to enter the legendary Tokyo University, a town like that that can't be produced for decades.

Similar situations abound in Japan's underdeveloped prefectures, where only some people are rich, and developed countries have only raised the basic living standards of the people, and there are still a large number of people who should be hungry and cold.

Yamanashi Prefecture is also a poor area near Tokyo, and it is so miserable, not to mention the troubled corners of Shikoku.

After thinking about it for a long time, Kitahara Shu sighed, he definitely didn't go, but he still sent him a red envelope, a gift money of 50,000 yen, and by the way, I wish him a happy marriage.

The elementary school classmate who he even forgot his name replied in seconds, all kinds of thanks and gratitude, obviously this money solved some of his urgent needs, which made Kitahara Xiu feel very uncomfortable.

Looking at everything in the room, I recalled the daily life in my hometown when I was a child, and the strong sense of separation made people feel depressed.

In his previous life, he experienced a boring life where he could see his head at a glance, and in this life, he must not repeat the mistakes of the past, and he will not let Aoi end up becoming such a boring woman.

After processing all the news, it was already half past seven, Kitahara Shu crossed a small backpack and quickly went downstairs, fortunately, Oue's mother-in-law's coarse confectionery shop was in Miki Town, very close to his rental house.

On the way to the store, he bought two rice balls and a carton of milk at the convenience store for breakfast.

When he arrived at the coarse dim sum shop, Kitahara Shu, who was holding rice balls in his mouth, saw that Ogami's mother-in-law was struggling to carry several rows of large boxes outside the store, so he hurriedly devoured the last rice balls, and ran up quickly to help.

"Mother-in-law, why don't you call me directly, be careful, be careful, it's quite heavy, it's a new coarse snack inside?"

Kitahara Xiu held the bottom of the wooden box with both hands, and roughly estimated, this wooden box weighs about the same as bottled water, and the mother-in-law is over seventy years old.

"Huh? It's Kitahara, thank you, I'm really sorry for the trouble. Owage's mother-in-law relaxed her hands a lot, smiled embarrassedly, her rickety back slowly straightened up, she knew that staying on the side would easily hinder Kitahara Xiu's moving goods, so she immediately stepped aside, and while beating her waist with her hands, she said, "These are all coarse snacks stocked by the old man Mori, his store has been demolished, and he can't bear these goods, so he will give them all to me." ”

Old man Mori is the owner of another coarse confectionery shop, a smiling old man, whose store is a few blocks away, also within the boundaries of Mikicho.

These two shops, and the only two coarse dim sum shops in the neighborhood, are the tears of the times.

Today's young people prefer to eat imported snacks, or all kinds of strange and trendy goods on the Internet, and coarse dim sum was a smash hit in the eighties and nineties, and now it has become a nostalgic food.

It is similar to the small raccoon instant noodles and a green onion that Kitahara Shu ate when he was a child in his previous life.

"Demolished?" Kitahara Shu weighed the wooden box, feeling that he could take another one, in the stunned gaze of Ogami's mother-in-law, he easily held up the wooden box in one hand, without difficulty, "Mother-in-law, can these goods be put directly in the store?" ”

"Ah yes, just find an open space and build it, and we'll clean it up later." Ogami's mother-in-law nodded hurriedly, walked up and asked with concern, "Kitahara, be careful, don't trip over." ”

The scattered passers-by on the road were also stunned when they saw this scene.

The wooden box looked very heavy, but Kitahara Shu held one in each hand, holding it on his chest like a toy.

He felt that his strength had increased a lot, and it should be the physique improvement effect brought about by practicing the Rock Tiger Flowing Sword.

It's quite convenient.

Walking into the coarse dim sum shop, Kitahara Shu was taken aback.

The shop, which had been neatly organized, was in a mess, with bits and pieces of coarse snacks all over the floor, some of the bags cracked, and a faint aroma in the air.

He walked cautiously, for fear of stepping on something to eat, and followed closely behind by his mother-in-law Oue, who helped guide him, so as not to slip and slip during Kitahara Shu's dodge.

"Mother-in-law, what's the matter? Has anyone been to the store? Kitahara Shu put the two wooden boxes into the open space in the corner, and before he could answer, there was a loud bang at the door.

Ping-pong, the sound of glass shattering kept ringing.

Kitahara Xiu hurriedly ran out to look, and found four young people with colorful and green hair standing at the door of the store, each holding a metal baseball bat in his hand, smashing the glass jar containing all kinds of coarse snacks placed at the door.

"Phew!" One of the red-haired people spat out thick phlegm in his mouth, splashing in front of Kitahara Xiu, with a stinky fart that was dragged to the sky, "You are the grandson of a dead old woman?" Stinky boy, get out of this street, do you understand? It's because of stupid people like you, who always want to blackmail a high demolition fee, that our work will always stagnate! ”

"That's it! The old immortal who stepped into the coffin with half his feet in it, and still thinking about making money, I bah! The other green-haired chimed in.

Four people quietly surrounded them, menacing.

"Kitahara! Don't be like them, come, let's go back to the house. Grandma Ogami hurriedly walked out of the store, took his hand and walked back.

Kitahara Shu didn't want to contradict these scoundrels, the gangsters are not terrible, what is terrible is the extreme society that supports them behind their backs.

What's even more troublesome is that these gangsters are not official members of the community (official members of the bottom of the community), if something really happens, the Extreme Way Society can instantly dissociate themselves from them, saying that they don't know, it's just that the little kids are messing around with their banners, and then come to a public apology or something, and it's over.

As for these little gangsters, go to the police station to check, oh no, minors, even if it is a big mistake, at most they will be sent to the juvenile reform center for education, and they will run out alive within a few years.

Kitahara didn't bother to pay attention to them, turned around and left, but a baseball bat blocked his way.

It's still the scolding red hair.

"Hey, did I let you go? If you don't make things clear today, you don't want to take a step away! The red fur arrogantly poked Kitahara Shu in the arm with a baseball bat.

"Don't go too far, lads! I've already told the people in the town that this store won't be sold, it's not a matter of how much money it is, it's a ...... between me and the old man," Ogami's mother-in-law had a hint of anger on her face.

She was actually a very pungent girl when she was young, and as the years went by, she grew older and became much gentler, and now she scolds people with her hands on her waist, and she can faintly see the look of the year.

"Shut up, dead old woman!" The green hair probably wanted to ask for credit, but before the words fell, the baseball bat in his hand whistled and smashed towards the mother-in-law's head on the tail.

That's what they've always done.

The Kanto Joint Headquarters promised that as long as they got the neighborhood in these streets in order, they would recruit them as official members of the association.

The last old man named Sen was also so stubborn, he was directly sent to the hospital, and the store was successfully recovered, and he was highly praised by the boss and the people of the club.

As long as this dead old woman is also done, he can be recruited by the society with his eldest brother and become a real man.

Kitahara Xiu's eyes were quick, and with a slight grasp of his right hand, he pinched the baseball bat that was whistling and flying.

Such a swift movement frightened the four thugs, and also shocked Kitahara Xiu himself.

The green hair didn't regain much strength this time, normal people were smashed, and it is estimated that the head can afford a big bag, and the reaction speed of ordinary people is not enough to dodge and take the baton.

However, as if he had predicted his movements in advance, Kitahara shot almost simultaneously and easily grabbed the top of the baseball bat.

"Fuck you!" A dirty word popped out of Greenhair's mouth, and he wanted to pull the bat back hard.

No matter how hard you try, the baseball bat in your hand doesn't move.

It's not that his strength is too small, it's that the young man in front of him is just like a monster, and his strength is terrifying.

"Are you kidding, Kondo? Fools, let's go up and give him some color! The boss took the lead, and the baseball bat in his hand was aimed at Kitahara Xiu's lower body.

These gangsters fight like this, shameless, specifically looking for people's soft underbelly attacks, protected by law, they act unscrupulously, and they are even more ruthless than the real Ruozhong!

This is to cut off one's own children and grandchildren!

Kitahara Shu is really angry.

"Mother-in-law, you go back first." He gently pushed Ogami's mother-in-law to the door, and with a sharp tug of his right hand, the green hair approached him, and the baseball bat in his hand was inexplicably out of his hand, and before he could react, he felt his body suddenly light.

The three people in the other rooms roared and pounced on Kitahara Shu in astonishment to see their companions hissing past their ears like a broken kite.

Kitahara Xiu kicked and kicked the slender green hair directly into the sky!

Soaring several meters into the air, the air rotated seven hundred and twenty degrees, and then fell heavily.

Is this playing football?!

The other three were embarrassed and dumbfounded.

The stunts in the movie are not so exaggerated! How many meters high can a person be kicked with one kick?

Rock Tiger Flow Swordsmanship: Ascend the Tower!

Kitahara Shu inhaled and exhaled as if a faint smoke was coming out of his mouth, and his arms were tightly gripping the metal baseball bat, and his muscles were heaved for the next second.

Tiger pounces!

Bang!

He collided head-on with Redfur, and the other man screamed as if it had been a collision with a heavy truck, flying higher and farther than Greenfur.

Bang Bang Bang!

Hands, faces, legs.

Triple hit.

Kitahara Shu cleanly smashed the bat on the other thug, beating him to his knees, curling up like a shrimp, tears and snot spurting together.

When he climbed the stairs, he gave the burly gangster, the other party was half a head taller than him, muscular, he should have been specially practiced, and the moment he exerted his strength, Kitahara Xiu regarded him as the most tricky enemy, and it seemed that he was rushing towards the red hair, but in fact, he was hitting him.

The burly thug obviously didn't realize this, and the impact of the explosion from the stairs was a bit outrageous, such a big man, who was poked by the baseball bat, flew over, his facial expression was extremely distorted during the flight, tears and snot splashed everywhere, and he was still howling in pain after falling to the ground, retching and coughing.

Shu Kitahara puts a baseball bat on his shoulder and finishes work!

With one enemy and four enemies, it is not too difficult for him as the chief general of the kendo department, but if it was before, just when the other party sneaked up on the lower body, he might not be able to react, and even if he wins, there is a high probability that he will win miserably.

But now......

"Kitahara, Kitahara, are you okay! I've already called the police, these ......" Ogami's mother-in-law ran out with her mobile phone in her hand, she just sneaked into the store and took the opportunity to call the police, but it hasn't been 5 minutes yet, and she came out to take a look.

All four thugs are down......

The two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

"Moximoxi, are you still there, old man? Is there anything wrong with your grandson? Is there a lot of people on the other side? Do we need more police support? ”

"Uh...... Please call an ambulance by the way......"

Ogami's mother-in-law didn't know how to explain it, and she was speechless for a while.