If he hears that someone is going to take away the banner of the Rampage Angel, which has been passed down from generation to generation, Samisaki believes that every member of the Rampage Angel will be as furious as the old man's shrine has been kicked over.

Because it is not just a flag, but also a totem and spiritual symbol of the rampaging angel. The flag never fell, and even if they were knocked down a hundred times, they would get up and bite off the throats of their enemies with their teeth.

Without waiting for the other party to take actual action, they will pick up the guy and chop the other person, and then throw the other person's bones into their mouths and rub them to pieces, so that they know what the consequences are of provoking a cohesive organization like the rising sun.

And the cherry blossom in the Yamazakura Group is this kind of existence, and if they wipe out the petals, the people of the Yamazakura Group will definitely be heartbroken. After all, the most important thing for the Yakuza is face, and they may not have the consciousness to fight to the death for the totem, but they will never be caught obediently. But fortunately, Samisaki has never been a good person, and it feels great to be able to bring pain to others through his actions, and it feels like the whole person is sublimated.

Although it is a registered violent group, in fact, the strength of the Yamazakura Group itself is not very strong, and it is just a subordinate organization relying on the Dongchuan Group. The number of official members is about thirty, and if there is a real war, the Runaway Angels can go to the heavens and the earth to search Tokyo, and they can also turn the Yamazakura Group into dust.

How terrifying the gold content of 400 full-fledged members who don't need a salary is, let's not talk about the village head fighting during the Warring States period. If the Runaway Angels are an organization registered in Itomori Town, then Toshiki Miyasui would have to invite Kyosuke Hojo to drink every day. When toasting, the head should not be lowered under the table, so you have to think carefully about whether the mayor still wants to do it.

The only thing that makes Samisaki scruple is that if there is a real war, victory is certain, but I'm afraid that the members of the Runaway Angels will have to send a few to the children's home. This is still a relatively good situation, and the worst case scenario is that the Runaway Angel will be defined as a violent group, which is something that he absolutely cannot accept.

Once you are labeled as a polar element, you basically declare that normal business activities have nothing to do with you.

The eldest brother who was first photographed by himself and thought that he could dominate the dark world could draw money with just the pen in his hand, and his talent on the right path was even more than that violence, after all, this is a money society.

No matter how useful it is, money is everything!

The greatest writer of the 21st century, a university scholar who uncovers the mysteries of the universe, a Zhongxing sword master of Beichen, and a comic god whose head connects to another world...... These ordinary people can only hope for in their dreams, and the titles that are enough to be written into the history of mankind are the future that can be clearly seen in Kyosuke Hojo.

Samisaki knew she couldn't be great, even if everything was as perfect as she had originally envisioned. At most, his name appears in a small section, and if nothing else, the content should be "The body of the leader of the violent gang, Tetsuta Shisaki, was found by the Arakawa River, and the police reported that it was a gang fight, so the public should not worry."

And then...... And then there was no then. At most, there are some poor worms who have been ruined by themselves and are still in the dark, and they will still curse themselves before they die. That's the ultimate I can do.

But now things are different, and when the legendary posture of the eldest brother appears in the texts, biographies, and history, everyone will see a person named Tesaki Tetsuta in his story.

Just thinking about it, Samisaki felt the blood boiling all over his body.

I'm stupid and can't be great, but I can do my best to help you as you become a legend.

Such a big brother must not stop here! His future no longer belongs to him, he wants to become a celebrity, win down the princesses of those thousand-year-old families, earn 10,000 trillion yuan, and become the king of the world!

Sitting in the car bound for the Yamazakura group, Shisaki's eyes are dark and uncertain, like a poisonous snake hidden in the shadows.

His heart has already made up its mind, and his enlightenment needs no more words.

If necessary, the Runaway Angel can be completely cut off from Big Brother. He will lead this force to completely dive into the shadows, and at that time, he will be able to do more for his eldest brother. For example, now, as long as it is the will of the eldest brother, let alone the mountain cherry group, even if it is their superior, the Dongchuan group, one of the three violent groups of neon, the rampaging angels are not afraid to touch it.

As the vehicle gets closer and closer to the Yamazakura Gumi's headquarters in Katsushika Ward, Shisaki's mood becomes more and more complicated. So far, he can't say whether he hopes that the mountain cherry blossom group will obediently cooperate with the cherry blossoms, or whether he hopes to use the mountain cherry group as a stepping stone for the rampaging angel to step into the darkness.

"Strategist, it's here."

The driver shouted quietly.

What appeared in front of everyone was a typical Japanese-style mansion, with silver-gray courtyard walls stretching along the left and right sides of the gate, emerald green pine trees jumping out of the wall, and the word "mountain cherry blossom" written on the table next to the door.

Looking at the dark house, Samisaki didn't rush to get out of the car, but sat quietly in the car, waiting for his subordinates to assemble while quickly recalling the information of the Yamazakura Group in his head.

After a while, motorcycles with headlights on arrived here. Without the help of others, they spontaneously surrounded the mansion of the Baoshan Sakura Group. The professional quality can be said to be quite in place.

The people of the Yamazakura group are not dead pigs, so of course they sense that something is wrong with such a big movement. Nakamura, who was in charge of the vigil, looked through the crack in the door, and his mouth was almost about to scream, but fortunately, Uemura next to him quickly covered his mouth.

Amaterasu, where did you get so many motorcycles and so many people?! Are you too sleepy to be dazzled? He opened his mouth again to tell his companion what he had seen, but he saw a gesture of silence, and the two crept away from behind the gate, until they felt that there should be no sound outside, and they began to run.

Nakamura, who looked terrified, ran into the house, walked through the intricate corridors, opened a paper door, and then fell to his knees with a thud, shouting at the top of his voice:

"Team Leader!! It's a big deal, the enemy is coming, and we're already surrounded! ”

The terrible sound instantly woke up the sleeping Tsuchimamura, and he didn't even open his eyes and just rolled in place, using his years of experience in fighting to resist the possible slash. As a boss, the first thing to know is that sleeping is a high-risk thing. Who doesn't know that those younger brothers who are on the gram like to hack the boss to death while he is sleeping.

The sharp blade sliced through the quilt cover, and the soft goose down flew up indiscriminately, and then fell, falling on the bubbling blood.

This is the easiest way to carry out the assassination, after all, there is no better way to carry out assassination than the subordinates who have mastered the habits of the boss's life. Convenient and efficient, once and for all.

Therefore, as early as when he had the ambition to become a boss, Tsuchimamura kept practicing this trick. By dodging the top-down slashes with a tumbling motion, he can take the opportunity to clamp the Assassin's hand to the knife, not only to resolve the life-and-death crisis, but also to obtain a weapon, which is simply the perfect life-saving magic skill.

After years of training, he has already turned this action into a physical instinct, and as long as there is the slightest wind and grass, he will gurgle and roll away.

Bang!!

"Ah——!h

A scream interrupted Nakamura's reporting, and when he looked up, he saw that the leader's forehead was swollen like a caterpillar wrapped in a quilt, and his oily face was distorted by pain. The quilt with the orchid pattern wrapped him in motion, like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered. If it is the ignorance that died before it could be regarded as death, then now death is the grievance of death. Tying himself up and exposing the neck that the executioner was scared by himself couldn't be more intimate.

Ah......h

Nakamura didn't know for a moment whether to lower his head and pretend not to see it or to hurry forward to help the team leader, hesitated for two seconds, he still lowered his head, and continued to return in the posture of the earth seat, but this time his waist and head hung lower, and it looked like he wanted to lick the floor with his tongue.

"It's all motorcycles, with high scary backrests, white flags, and at first glance it looks like illegally modified headlights......"

"Bastard, is it time to study motorcycles, hurry up and get me out!" The angry voices of the Tsuruma village roared.

"Oh, oh."

Nakamura suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pushed the team leader hard, and Tsuchimamura rolled forward, and then the person who was sealed was finally unsealed.

Having regained his freedom, Tsuchima Village didn't have time to mourn for his pitiful stunt before his brain was crumbled by dizziness and pain.

Uemura walked up and reached out to help the team leader massage his head. Tsuchimamura's frowning brow furrowed, and he finally had the strength to ask what had happened.

"Countless motorcycles, countless people, surrounded the headquarters!" Nakamura said with a shudder.

"Nonsense!"

Tsuchimamura opened his eyes and scolded angrily, kicked Nakamura, who was still kneeling on the ground, and rolled backwards with one kick, and then looked at the reliable Uemura next to him:

"Uemura, what happened to you?"

"We were surrounded by the mobs, and there were more than thirty of them outside the main gate alone. I didn't dare to climb the wall and look out for fear of being discovered. What to do now, team leader? Uemura asked respectfully.

"Are you crazy too, Uemura, rampant? You're talking about idiots who will be superb when they hear the throttle? ”

Tsuchimamura knocked Uemura's hand flying:

"You should know, what are the consequences of lying about the military intelligence and deceiving the team leader!"

Nakamura Kamimura nodded solemnly, and automatically translated this sentence in his heart, if you dare to lie to me, be ready to cut your little finger! The team leader's wake-up anger is really not ordinary, the two of them thought together. But he didn't worry about his little finger, he worried about his little life.

Just like the eldest brother said, the mobs are idiots. It's different from Yakuza members who work hard for a living, like myself and others. Those rioters belong to the crime after even the police can't solve the case, the passion faction, the passion crime. Ordinary people's minds can't understand their way of thinking, and no one knows what they will do.

When you meet a powerful guy, you will definitely be soft, and you can sit neatly under the soil, but those crazy people may think, you are so awesome that I haven't changed you for one.

After a while, Tsuchimamura, who had walked majestically towards the gate of the mansion, had returned to the Japanese room of the mansion, and his face was full of doubts and panic as he sat cross-legged.

Why are there so many people? Don't know what to do at this time? Why are their motorcycle backrests so high? I don't know if this thing is higher in seniority, higher in seniority? Why are they surrounding us Yamazakura? Didn't know if this was not a gas station?

In the end, why didn't they bang the gas pedal!?

It's not scientific! Greatly unscientific!

Obviously, at this time, the overwhelming throttle sound should be used to exert pressure, carry out sonic attacks and break the spiritual defense line of the trapped at the same time.

But none of these rioters riding strangely shaped modified motorcycles banged the accelerator, but just stared at their mansions one by one.

It's horrible, are they sleepwalking?

"Big brother, I found something when I looked at it carefully just now." Uemura said suddenly.

"Say!"

"It's very likely that these people are the rampaging angels of Wenjing District! Just now I saw the sign of the skeleton angel on a man's motorcycle. ”

"Runaway Angels?" Tsuchimamura frowned and repeated.

If it's this group of neurotics, it would explain why they don't bang the gas pedal.

Yes, neuropathy.

Since the Violent Angel opened the era of "No Hands Demon", the code name of the Violent Angel in the industry has become "those guys with abnormal brains".

Although the rampaging angels during the "Red Lotus True Tree" period were also a little abnormal, they still fit the appearance of the regular rampaging people. But since their second generation ascended the throne, the brains of the rampaging angels have begun to be abnormal. It doesn't matter if they don't do bad things themselves, they actually become heroes.

They don't bang the gas pedal in the urban area, don't rob the pocket money of primary school students, like to watch love lightly, and don't engage in all gray industries that are in line with their identity, but on the contrary, they strongly insert themselves into the scalper market. Homo exhibition, online celebrity store queue, concert ticket grabbing......

It's a shame in the bad world, as early as the beginning, there were big bosses in the industry who said that no organization was allowed to accept bad people who graduated from the Rampage Angels. This is to prevent the bloodline of Yakuza from being contaminated.

The reason why it is said that organizations are not allowed to accept graduates of the Rampage Angels is because one of the top of the list of bad employment options is to join a real violent gang and become a Yakuza. Many bad organizations introduce the powerful characters in the organization to the younger brother like this: "Idiot, hurry up and lower your head, how dare you look directly at Big Brother XX!" That's a strong man who has long been looked down on by the Extremists, and as soon as he graduates, he will be assigned a task!"

However, what shattered the industry's glasses was that the rampaging angel actually opened the road to graduation and promotion!

Those who were supposed to become the dregs of society as soon as they graduated, actually entered various vocational schools or small companies to work, and individual people with excellent performance actually went directly to the company opened by the headquarters of the rampaging angels.

Are you still bad? Is there a little shame?

"Guy with a brain problem"

That's what Kyosuke Hojo and his evil party are called, and neither he nor they hate it.

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