I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

"Damn it, did you guy take medicine recently and become so strong?"

Seeing that man was knocked into the air by Sousuke Araki's knee, Higashino Yukihira's eyes were about to fall out.

At this time, he had just blocked a man's attack, and then kicked the opponent's legs in the center.

The man immediately knelt down with tears in his eyes, holding the inner character.

Unlike Sosuke Araki's extremely skilled fighting skills, Higashino Yukihira, known as the "despicable hand sword", although he has also practiced karate seriously, but he prefers to attack certain parts of the opponent without the spirit of Bushido. Solve battles easily.

The remaining three men who were farther away rushed forward with butterfly knives and baseball bats.

"I'm so annoying, I'll leave the rest to you. Lizi bought my new clothes for me. It's hard to wash them off with blood..."

Higashino Yukihira immediately squatted aside, picked up the cigarette on the ground, put it in his mouth and smoked it.

Sousuke Araki dodged the punch of the opponent's hidden butterfly knife, and hit the tip of the man's nose with his elbow, causing a big nosebleed.

Then he turned around and pinched the wrist of the other man holding the knife, and brought him forward to block the third man's stick.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two of them were exhausted, Sousuke Araki quickly slammed into the lower ends of their ribs with several punches.

The soft underbelly was severely hit, and the two immediately felt severe pain and fell to the ground softly clutching the wound.

"I have been eating and drinking too well recently. I had free electrotherapy last night, just to exercise my muscles and bones and relax my mood."

In just one minute, seven fairly strong men fell in front of the two and wailed, which made Sousuke Araki somewhat incredulous.

As a martial arts practitioner, his control over his body is naturally extremely powerful, but he only makes the opponent lose his ability to fight, and he doesn't shoot too hard.

Because Japan's Public Safety Law stipulates that, for whatever reason, the act of conducting personal duels through violent means violates the "duel crime" and will be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not less than 6 months and not more than 2 years.

This is not even counting the medical expenses to be compensated.

Therefore, the private fight of several people, according to the rules of the road, everyone will deny it when they leave this place.

Even if someone took a photo, they would only insist that it was a few friends doing "multiplayer sports".

However, as soon as he started, he found that his strength, reaction, and speed were not the same as a month ago.

"Hey, you don't really eat any illegal drugs that Ryoma gave you, you can play "THEOUTSIDE" with this skill..."

Higashino Yukihira squatted on the ground and watched the whole process, and he was a little unbelievable about Sousuke Araki's progress.

Although it is true that Sosuke Araki has always been better at fighting than himself, from Yokohama to Tokyo, he has grown a lot in his skills and experience in Nura Fist over the years.

And these years, the off-line guy on the opposite side has spent all his time working, taking classes, playing games and watching "learning materials".

Oh, by the way, this guy has also practiced half-assed kendo, can this also be used by analogy?

Just when the two of them turned around and were about to leave, something cold hit Araki Sosuke's temple.

The man who was knocked down first, the man with the scar on the corner of his eyebrow, stood up.

In his hand, he held a black pistol, which was placed on Sousuke Araki's head.

On the wrist, the blue-black ghost face tattoo is silently grinning.

"The game is over... Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Hey hey, cheating in the shop is wrong for this guy. That's something that should be left to the police, right?"

Seeing that the other party actually took out a gun, Higashino Yukihira sweated slightly on his forehead instantly, with an expression of "it's not going to happen".

Japan's extremist organization, which has been legalized for many years, has a relatively mild solution to the conflict.

Unless the grievance is very deep, they rarely use firearms to solve problems.

"You... I know you! You're the 'hellhound' Higashino Yukihira of the Nu Luo Fist... It turns out that you came here on purpose today to find fault, right?"

The man covered his chin with one hand and held a gun in the other, looking at Yukihira Higashino sternly.

The Cerberus Higashino Yukihira of Nuru Fist, but a ruthless character who once kicked fourteen eggs in a row in Kabukicho.

"Brother, you are mistaken, Ikebukuro is not under my control, and today is a day off, do you think I'm here to look for trouble... Also, let me remind you first, the guy in front of you is more comfortable than using Knives, I hate being pointed at by guns..."

Yukihira Higashino reluctantly spread out his hands, it seemed that he was not worried about his friend at all, but kindly reminded him.

With the gun against his temple, Araki Sousuke exposed the veins on his forehead, but turned around and took the initiative to use his forehead against the opponent's muzzle.

"Hey kid, don't move, I just move my finger and you will..."

"It seems that you forgot to use the insurance for your gun... Besides, I'm the most annoying, someone pointed a gun at me!"

Looking at his murderous eyes, the man couldn't help but feel chills in his back, and subconsciously touched the insurance with his thumb.

Before he could finish speaking, a huge fist slammed into his chin.

This time, Sousuke Araki used a little force.

The man flew backwards, his teeth collided, his front teeth collapsed, and he lost consciousness in mid-air.

"Long-slow... Within seven steps, a fist is faster than a spear, don't you know?"

"Let's go, the police should come in a while..."

Higashino Yukihira just finished the cigarette in his hand and stood up.

The guy came out with a gun, and the nature of the matter could be big or small.

Elysium is indeed a bunch of lunatics.

As for how fast Araki Sousuke's punches are, he's been tired of seeing it over the years, and it's not surprising at all.

It's just that this guy seems to be getting stronger and stronger, so it's a bit of a foul.

……

Just as the two of them escaped, the scene that happened just now was broadcast on the screen of the ninth lesson information team through the surveillance camera of the parking lot.

"This guy... Said he was looking for a job, but it turned out that he went to Pachinko's shop to gamble and fight after washing, cutting and blowing... It really is the daily life of a gangster..."

Looking at the video replayed on the screen, Mochizuki Ayano sneered with her arms in front of her chest.

"However, this also just proves that there seems to be no direct connection between Sosuke Araki and the appearance of the woman in the gap and the eye of the gap."

Takeshi Iwata, who was standing behind her, brought the topic back to the right track.

He really didn't understand why the section head took so much trouble and even mobilized public monitoring resources to investigate such an ordinary little gangster.

"The strange world cannot be deduced by logic. The two strange Buddhas happened to be nearby. My intuition tells me that there must be something wrong with this guy..."

Mochizuki Ayano frowned, insisting on her own judgment~www.novelmt.com~ If Sosuke Araki had no problem, how could "that guy" do such a thing to him...

The scene of two mouths entanglement appeared in her mind again, and her ears started to turn red again.

Naturally, she couldn't explain this reason.

"By the way, a case was searched and transferred to us..."

Takeshi Iwata handed over a portfolio.

"Human trafficking, organ harvesting? When will this kind of case return to Lesson 9?"

Mochizuki Ayano quickly flipped through the pages and wondered.

"It is said that when the people from the Criminal Division raided the place where the victim was being held, they encountered a supernatural incident, and it is suspected that a cult is behind the operation..."

"Is it a cult again? Hmph, it's just another group of guys who believe in those supernatural beings. Let's collect information first and hold a meeting in the afternoon to discuss."

Having said that, Mochizuki Ayano turned around and walked out the door.

"correct……"

Walking to the door, she turned around and asked, "What do you think about that guy's skills?"

Takeshi Iwata recalled it carefully, and replied sincerely: "What he used should be the Dragon Kingdom martial art called 'Wing Chun'... The punch just now was very high, at least I couldn't do it."

"Oh, it's interesting, Iwata-kun, a former special forces soldier, actually thinks he's not as good as a gangster who practiced martial arts. This guy is really not that simple... Didn't the institute suggest 'continue to observe', it just so happened that he was also looking for a job, let the guards The security company will arrange for him a temporary position."

Stepping on high heels, Mochizuki Ayano walked away quickly.

In this era, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, it is futile to face firearms.

"This... as ordered."

Takeshi Iwata hesitated, the soldier's nature made him choose to execute.

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