Pushing the door into the open-air abandoned gymnasium, Kyushu Makoto pushed aside the two broken stools that stood in the way, and put the sports bag containing the sword box on the ground, and then saw a group of people gathered in the basketball court in the center.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least fifty or more people here. These people were standing or squatting, all wearing the same wide special attack suits as the few people outside, each holding a weapon, and their expressions were all fierce.

In the center of the crowd sat six young men with blue noses and swollen faces, tied together by hemp ropes, all wearing armbands of the "Yokohama Chivalry Society" on their arms.

"Big Brother Jiujiu!" Seeing someone appear, one of the members of the Chivalrous Society immediately opened his eyes, which were squinted from swelling, and shouted vigorously:

"Help us! This bunch of bastards"

Halfway through his words, a long-haired young man kicked him on the head and scolded, "Be quiet! ”

Makoto Kyushu stopped five meters away from the delinquent youths, casually holding a baseball bat in one hand and inserting the other hand in his trouser pocket, but not to be handsome, but to pinch the plastic scissors that can be unsheathed at any time.

"Explain, what does that mean?" Makoto Kyushu asked coldly.

"You're the new boss of this drag racing waste?" A rogue young man with a bald head and studs stood up and smiled contemptuously:

"I heard that guy Hua Jiang was locked up in the bureau, and they changed to a new leader, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"I'll count you as their boss, although it's not the same as the 'boss' you call it." Makoto Kyushu put his baseball bat on the ground and explained:

"I'll give you a chance to explain, why did you attack them and kidnap them to such a place? Don't you know that your actions are illegal? ”

"Illegal?"

Hearing this word, all the bad young people present couldn't help but laugh out loud as if they had met an old antique teacher who was annoyed and angry by being played by bad students.

In the continuous laughter, Kyushu Makoto was not embarrassed at all, just looked at them calmly.

Just let them laugh as they please, and just laugh until the police surround it, so as not to do it themselves.

Finally taking a breath, the bald young man asked:

"You guy, don't you know that the goal of our "Eastern Domination" is to 'eradicate all the social scum of Wano Country'? These rampers are also within our target of eradication! ”

"Oh, that sounds like a lofty ideal~" Kyushu snorted sympathetically:

But they are no longer racing and are now working as "volunteers". They are not the "scum of society" as you call them, so please let them all go. ”

"I mean, how can you figure out where you stand?" The bald young man asked arrogantly, "Who are you when you are?" Why should we listen to you? ”

"Of course you can disobey me, but I just spoke to your leader." Kyushu Cheng Zhenzhen said:

He personally admitted that the "Yokohama Chivalry Society" were innocent people, and demanded that the "Eastern Domination" not attack them again in the future. So you don't have any justification for attacking them, so let them go at once. ”

"Huh? Have you been to the chief? The bald young man suddenly became a little nervous: "How can I do this?"

"Why are you so surprised?" Kyushu Cheng snorted, already guessing a little: "Could it be that you are acting without permission from the leader?" ”

"What are you panicking about, Takaya?" A delinquent boy with a ponytail and eyes as shrewd as a mouse stepped forward and patted the bald bad shoulder, and whispered:

"It's not up to him to say it here! As long as this vote is done, we don't need him! ”

"yes, yes, that waste sick seedling in Gangshan is a fart!" The bald head took a sip, raised his voice and said to Kyushu Cheng:

"Listen, we can't let people go. And you have to stay here, too! ”

Makoto Kyushu sensed that there seemed to be some conspiracy among these people, but in any case, beat them up first and then say hello.

"Seventy-six seventy-seven. There are eighty-one people in total," Makoto Kyushu had already counted the number of the other party in his heart.

One person against eighty-one people, no matter how high his kung fu is, even if he is holding a machete, the person on the opposite side can spit himself to death with a mouthful of spit.

It stands to reason that in this case you should retreat for a while, or wait for the police to arrive.

However, looking at those few members of the Chivalrous Society with blue noses and swollen faces, Kyushu Cheng really had no choice but to leave them to fend for themselves.

"Guys, get him!" The bald man named Takano ordered the little minions around him.

Hearing this, a bad young man took the lead in lifting a long-handled wooden stick and came to Kyushu Cheng.

"Die!" The bad young man is tall and big, and he picks up the stick and smashes it over Kyushu Cheng.

But he obviously underestimated the enemy, and the range of his swinging stick was extremely large, and his arrogance made him despise the unattractive young man in front of him.

This flawed attack was no threat to Makoto Kyushu, and he easily dodged it with a side-by-side dodge and stabbed the opponent in the crotch with a baseball bat.

"Woo! Mix. Ahhh Before the bad young man could scream, Makoto Kyushu's other hand was taken out of his pocket, and the scissors in his hand fell towards the other party's body like a storm.

"Poof! Poof! Poof! ”

Several coherent blades sounded on him, and all the seemingly non-lethal parts of his shoulders, back, and waist were stabbed and pulled out by scissors, and after a few strokes, he convulsed in distraction, and blood splattered like flowers.

"That stick just now will knock me in the head to a concussion." Makoto Kyushu pulled the scissors out of the other party's body and put him to the ground:

"Next time you don't use your brain to hurt someone, think back to the wound I left you."

Makoto Kyushu's methods immediately frightened everyone present. Even though these bad members are all habitual in street fights, they have never seen anyone kick and stab people in the crotch without blinking, and they are immediately frightened. A few even covered their mouths and retched, and even the bald head who had been quite arrogant before frowned.

Kyushu Makoto also ignored the blood splashed everywhere on his clothes and hands, grinned slightly, and deliberately showed a terrifying and extremely pleasant smile.

"Social scum doing evil in the name of "eradicating social scum" really makes me want to vomit~" Kyushu Makoto turned the bloody scissors in his hand twice:

"But since that's the case, then I won't be polite to you~ I stabbed that person eight times just now, but it doesn't matter, as long as you rescue it in time, you can survive."

Makoto Kyushu walked towards the delinquent boy closest to him, and the man was so frightened that he lay down on the ground and crawled backwards.

"The next one who comes up, I'll stab him nine times; The next one is Ten Blades. Kyushu Cheng looked down on them with a sense of oppression, still smiling:

"I may not be able to beat all of you, but I will try to make everyone who dares to challenge me fall in the most miserable way possible, do any of you want to experience it?"

"Calm down, don't be scared by him!" The ponytail bad boy didn't expect this young man to be so ruthless, and he was weird and frightened when he laughed, and immediately shouted: "Everyone go up together, don't be afraid of him!" ”

"That's right, he's only one man! Don't be underestimated! Hearing this, the rest of the bad young people were emboldened and rushed towards Kyushu Cheng with a roar.

"Excellent! That's coming! Come and die! ”

Not to be outdone, Makoto Kyushu picked up his weapon and rushed forward.

Although he was alone, he did not show any timidity, but deliberately showed a sense of excitement.

Don't care if you can't beat it, at least it must be terrifying and oppressive in momentum. Fighting requires not only skill, but also ruthlessness. Once you lose in momentum, it is a complete defeat.

"Bang dang!"

Just as the battle was about to start, the sound of locomotives came from outside the stadium door, and the door was kicked open.

"Hey! Are you all in there? Is Big Brother Kyushu also there? The young man's voice came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, more than thirty young men wearing cyan armbands rushed in, each holding a weapon, and stood behind Kyushu Cheng.

"How can there be reinforcements?" The bad group has stopped here.

"It's finally here." Makoto Kyushu breathed a sigh of relief.

On the way to Shoumin Town, Makoto Kyushu called Maiko Yagawa to confirm and came to the conclusion that "only Makoto Kyushu received a distress message".

For some reason, the kidnapped members may have only had time to call Makoto Kyushu for help.

The other members of the "Yokohama Chivalry Society" were unaware of this, and only Makoto Kyushu hurried to the scene alone.

If Kyushu Cheng goes to the meeting alone, there is a high probability that he will collide with the main force of the "Eastern Dominance" alone, and may even be ambushed by the other party. At that time, it will not only be difficult for him to rescue the kidnapped members, but he will also be outnumbered and will take his own life without police support.

So Kyushu Makoto simply asked Yagawa Maiko to urgently assemble the "Yokohama Chivalry Society", and all of them were called over to support the field, which was also the fastest living force he could gather.

After all, this time it was the bad group that kidnapped people first, and of course the "Yokohama Chivalry Society" had to unite with each other and rescue their companions. Besides, isn't sweeping away unscrupulous groups that are committing crimes and rescuing kidnapped hostages also a type of "volunteer activity"?

Of course, Maiko Yagawa was reluctant to do so at first, apparently fearing that the former mob clan would be left behind for a crowd fight and lead astray again.

But after learning that Kyushu Cheng was on his way to the meeting alone, she was also afraid that something would happen to Kyushu Cheng, so she had to agree to this plan and go to contact the police.

"The bastards of the 'Eastern Dominance'. It's just too much! ”

Seeing their companions who were beaten as miserable as pigs' heads, the members of the "Yokohama Chivalry Society" were angry and roared and rushed forward with Makoto Kyushu.

Although the enemy had an advantage in numbers, under the lead of Makoto Kyushu, coupled with the long-standing new and old hatreds, the momentum of this group of "volunteer members" was not weak, and the two sides even briefly formed a scene of equal strength.

The gymnasium, which resembles an open-air arena, reverberates with fierce curses and fights, and every now and then someone falls in the chaos.

Both groups were mobs with a lot of experience in street fighting, and they fought unequivocally. Although it won't be a dead hand like Kyushu Cheng, most of them are extremely vicious.

Kyushu shuttles through the melee like a fish in water, and tries to focus on efficient sneak attacks. One after another, unscrupulous youths were hit in the crotch or knee, or were stabbed in the abdomen and thighs with scissors and fell to the ground and convulsed.

After some scuffle, the gymnasium was already full of wounded, and the fighting had subsided a lot. Although the situation is still a slight advantage on the side of the bad regiment, it is also a lose-lose, and almost no one has taken advantage of it.

Kyushu Cheng couldn't help but hang up the lottery, and his breathing became short. But compared to many people who lay on the ground wailing and rolling, he was in good shape.

The thick dust on the old wooden floor was soaked with blood, and Makoto Kyushu stepped over the body of a delinquent young man and came to the kidnapped members of the Chivalrous Society, leaving a long trail of bloody footprints behind him.

The surviving delinquent youths around them retreated in fear, and some even collapsed to the ground in fright when they saw Kyushu Cheng coming over, completely losing their will to fight.

Makoto Kyushu glanced at them and used scissors to untie the hemp ropes of the tied members.

"Big Brother Kyushu." Looking at Makoto Kyushu, who was covered in blood, and his companions who followed him, the rescued members could not raise half of their fear, but felt a sense of peace and reverence that they had never felt before.

This man has only been their leader for a few days, but he gambled on the consciousness of fighting with the "Oriental Dominance" to save them from having such a bold boss, even if it is just a volunteer group, it is extremely honorable!

Save the hostages, and Kyushu Makoto's purpose this time will be achieved.

The police estimated that it was almost there, and he was ready to order the people of the "Yokohama Chivalry Society" to slow down the offensive, focusing on defense and retreat, and not having to fight each other to the end.

"It's not over yet! Don't just think about it! Realizing that the situation was in a dead end, the bald head took out a purple capsule from his pocket and put it in his mouth, and his eyes quickly turned red, which was very sloppy.

Several more people then took the purple capsules and stood up again as if they had recovered from their injuries. Soon there were low roars in the gymnasium, like a herd of animals coming out of their cages.

"Damn."

Seeing this situation, the people of the "Yokohama Chivalry Association" were very unhappy.

They naturally recognized that the other party was using a drug similar to the "holy medicine", and they also understood its horror.

Since the banding of the Band, they have taken all their "holy medicines" and vowed not to touch them again, so they will never be able to compete with these enemies.

"Heh, I really used this medicine." Kyushu Cheng commanded to several members of the Chivalrous Society:

"You guys retreat first, I'll hold them back."

"But. . . Big Brother Kyushu"

"You can't beat them, take the wounded out of here first." Makoto Kyushu said it again.

"Big Brother Kyushu. I see, please hold on! The members of the Chivalry Society cast a touching look at him, and escaped from the gymnasium with the fallen members in their arms.

"Don't act like I'm going to die here." Makoto Kyushu sighed, stood in front of the members who had turned and fled, took out the sword box from his sports bag and stood on the ground.

The next battle does not belong to the category of ordinary people, so there is no need to involve them.

The sword case opened from the side, revealing a pair of scissors and a ghost-headed broadsword.

"Lord, why did you use a knife this time?" Yuan Yiyong asked in a low voice, "Those people are obviously humans, right?" ”

"With so many people taking drugs at the same time, I can't be merciful anymore." Kyushu Makoto shook his head regretfully and pasted two pieces of rune paper on his wrist:

"If they lose arms and legs today and become disabled, even if they think they are unlucky!"

He let out a dull breath of cloudy air, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind, and his eyes became sharper.

(End of chapter)