August 15th, a full moon night, on top of a tall building, on the top of the rooftop.
Although it was August in the middle of summer, on the rooftop at eleven or twelve o'clock, the noisy wind kept whistling, which actually made people feel a bit chilly.
People are generally not allowed to come up to the rooftop, especially at night, but now, there are two groups of people standing on the cold rooftop with clear stances. The leader of one group is a man with an afro. His subordinates are dressed casually and do not have uniforms. It looks like a ragtag group of people.
And the fact is indeed the case. This organization was formed recently. It has no history, no uniforms, and no rules. It is completely a "three-no organization". However, because the people under it dare to fight and fight, it quickly became He gained a firm foothold among the gangsters in Shibuya.
The man with the afro looked at the leader of the hostile organization opposite and said, "You're here."
"I am coming."
The group of men with afros was different. Standing on the ground were a group of black men in suits and ties. They looked very close to the traditional underworld. The leader was still wearing sunglasses at night and was answering the man with afros. I took off my sunglasses and wiped them, calmly.
"You're here after all."
The man with the afro said melancholy.
"I'm here after all."
The man in black put on his sunglasses and looked at the man with the afro seriously.
"You shouldn't have come."
"But I'm still here."
The two of them looked at each other and talked seriously and solemnly about meaningless nonsense. Someone behind the man with the afro muttered: "Is this conversation meaningful?"
Everyone is here to fight and grab territory tonight, why are they still chatting like "You're here" and "I'm here"? It was so cold on the rooftop. No matter whether he won or lost, he wanted to finish the fight quickly and then go home and take a bath.
A senior next to the boy shook his head: "Boy, you just came out to hang out, right? You don't know this latest trendy 'charlatan-style dialogue'!"
"'Quarrel dialogue'? What is that?"
The younger brother looked confused.
The senior said to his younger brother: "Have you read the comics of 'Humans'?"
"I've seen it before!" The younger brother nodded very positively.
Not only has he read it, but he has read every issue several times. He likes the "Human" comics the most!
"Since you've seen it, why don't you recognize it? This is a line that appeared in the 'Humans' comic!"
The senior hates the fact that iron cannot become steel.
"Oh oh oh, I remembered, this is the conversation between Li Xunhuan and Shangguan Jinhong here!"
The younger brother patted his forehead and said, but then he felt a strong sense of disobedience.
When he read the comics, he just thought this line was too cool and classy, but why did he feel such a strong sense of violation when he saw someone saying this in reality?
Oh, it's the problem between my boss and the boss of the opposite organization. Their momentum and appearance can't support such lines, so they seem very nondescript and the dialogue is lengthy.
By the way, choosing to have a duel on the night of the 15th seems to be a tribute, right? Although it is the fifteenth day of the Gregorian calendar, there is not a full moon in the sky but a first quarter moon.
The younger brother felt that the behavior of the two bosses was weird, but both the man with the afro and the man in black were very satisfied with the performance of themselves and the other party just now.
I finally said the line I have been dreaming of for a long time, oh yeah!
However, the two of them were secretly happy, but they did not forget the purpose of coming here at night. The man in black said to the man with the afro: "Well Inoue, everything will follow the rules. Let's have a fist fight." Let’s compete!”
The "Fist Fighting Competition" was originally an unarmed fighting competition in which companies and businessmen bet huge profits, hired combatants and had them fight. It was originally a means of quelling businessmen's struggles. It began in the mid-Edo period and has been passed down to modern times. When those super groups with assets of more than one trillion levels encounter business competition, they will send their own boxing players to participate in "boxing competitions" and use force to determine the ownership of the business.
Of course, at present, these two groups of gangsters are naturally far from the threshold of "Boxing Competition". What they are fighting for is only the ownership of a piece of land in Shibuya. It's just that these two organizations don't know where. The local government heard the name "Boxing Competition" and thought it was very similar to their current needs, so they called their house-like behavior "Fisting Competition".
"It's refreshing. I hope you can be so happy when you lose!"
The man with the afro has already taken the next victory in the "Fist Wish Competition" as his bag, because he has an absolutely invincible secret weapon!
The man in black is talking nonsense if he only thinks of him as a man with an afro, because a few days ago, the man with an afro was still avoiding the fight. It couldn't be that he found a super master in such a short period of time, right?
With the same confidence of victory, the man in black shouted: "Awu!"
The younger men behind the man in black quickly made way for a path, and a tall, shirtless man pushed past the younger men and walked to his boss's side.
"Boss, is he my opponent?"
The man named "Awu" made a posture that highlighted his muscles and looked at the man with the afro with disdain.
He can only hang out in such a small gangster organization. This Awu will definitely not have real martial arts. In fact, he does only have some strength and a few fighting skills, but in the declining Japanese underworld, he is already considered a master. He is a good hand, otherwise he would not have been favored by his boss to participate in the "boxing competition" of this tiger-like cat.
The man with the afro was provoked by Awu, but he could still keep his composure. He spread his hands and shrugged: "It's ridiculous. I am the leader of the organization and the brains of the organization. How can I do such a thing?" Things that require strength should be done by people who only have strength!"
"you!"
Awu was insinuated by the man with the afro and thought he was brainless. He was so angry that he wanted to lift the man with the afro and use it as a feather duster, but he was held down by his boss.
The purpose of the "Boxing Competition" is not to develop into a full-scale war between organizations. In this way, no one will benefit, but it will easily be taken advantage of by third-party organizations. In the past, the organization of the man with the afro has always avoided war, and the man in black also took advantage of it. He had no choice. Now that he had finally agreed to a "boxing competition", the man in black would not let Awu ruin his plan just because of a few quarrels.
"Inoue, if you are just here to start a war of words, then I will count you as the loser."
The man in black looked at the man with the afro coldly and said.
Although the two of them had a feeling of sympathy for each other when they met on the radio just now, the interests of the organization override personal preferences, and he would not be merciful to the man with the afro.
"Of course not!" The man with the afro smiled, then snapped his fingers, "Kagura!"
The boy behind the man with the afro also made way for a girl with a round head to step forward. The girl looked very cute, but she looked sleepy.
Also, a little girl who looks only fourteen or sixteen years old, now is the time when she needs to sleep, so of course she will look sleepy.
"Inoue, can't we fight at another time? I'm so sleepy now..."
The girl named Kagura rubbed her eyes and said sleepily.
This time was chosen entirely to cater to some of the hobbies of Inoue and the man in black. It was indeed a bit strange to play the "Boxing Competition" at such a late hour, but Inoue would not admit that this was his problem. He said to Kagura forcefully: "Shut up. If you beat that big guy, I'll give you salmon chazuke!"
"Eating salmon chazuke?"
When she heard about eating salmon chazuke rice, Kagura suddenly stopped feeling sleepy, her mouth began to drool, and her stomach began to growl.
However, Kagura didn't agree immediately. A fellow villager in her hometown told her that people outside are very cunning. If they promise you one benefit, they may get two or three benefits, so don't agree to others easily and raise the price appropriately. , so Kagura said loudly: "Well, I want to eat two portions!"
After saying that, I felt a little regretful. I was afraid that if I opened my mouth like a lion, I would scare away my long-term meal ticket.
Inoue pretended to be very embarrassed, then gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and said very "heartbroken": "Okay, two copies are two copies, but you must win!"
"No problem!" Kagura said happily.
Inoue was secretly proud that the Nakahara girl was stupid. After winning this battle, he could open several bottles of "Tong Pelli" in the most expensive nightclub, but she only cared about salmon tea and rice. She was really stupid!
Kagura jumped out of the crowd. Awu looked up and down Kagura, who was not as thick as himself, and said with furious eyes: "You Inoue, you know you can't beat me, so you sent this underage girl to die. This is Do you want me to be victorious?"
This little girl is like a bean sprout. If she gets hurt by bumping into her, will he still have to go out and hang out in the future?
"Haha, you can't win without force? Then you have to be able to win!"
Inoue chuckled, and after he finished laughing, he said to Kagura: "Go and deal with him for me."
"okay!"
Thinking of the deliciousness of salmon chazuke rice, Kagura swallowed her saliva and walked towards Takeru.
"Inoue, don't think that just because you sent a little girl to get the best results, you can deny it. I'm warning you, if you want to default on your debt, I..."
Before the man in black could finish his cruel words, he suddenly saw a scene that made him unbelievable.
The girl, who was as thin as bean sprouts, lifted Awu, who weighed at least two hundred kilograms, and threw it heavily to the ground, making a roaring sound and stirring up a puff of smoke.
The wind on the rooftop quickly blew the smoke away. The man in black squinted his eyes to avoid the smoke and immediately looked at Awu on the ground. He saw that Awu had fallen backwards, his eyes turned white, and he had completely lost the ability to fight again.
Damn it, the "smoke does no harm" theory actually fails!
The man in black said angrily.
"How about it, are you convinced?"
Inoue said proudly.
The man in black pondered for a moment, and finally chose to nod: "You win, let's go!"
Although no one officially called for the start of the competition just now. Strictly speaking, it was a sneak attack from Inoue, but the girl who looked like bean sprouts could easily throw Wu into this state. Even if he sent people again, he would use strict competition The rules restrict girls, so he will definitely lose.
Damn it, Inoue was so lucky to have found such a monster-like girl!
etc!
The man in black who was about to evacuate stopped and looked at Inoue with an incomprehensible look: "Could this little girl be a martial artist?"
The underworld... no, it should be said that it was a fight between gangsters, but you actually hired a martial artist. This is not how the fish pond was exploded!
The man in black has reason to be suspicious. If he is not a martial artist, the little girl and Awu are so different in physique. It stands to reason that even if the little girl tries her best, the blow to Awu will not be painful or itchy. How could it be possible? Such a result?
"Martial arts? I don't know martial arts. My father refuses to teach me martial arts. I'm just born with a lot of strength!"
Kagura was thinking about how to eat salmon chazuke rice later. Should she take a bite of the salmon first or a bite of rice first? She couldn't help but reply after hearing the words of the man in black.
A little strong?
The man in black looked at Ah Wu who was still lying on the ground and couldn't get up. He couldn't help but wonder, are you a little too strong?
But it doesn't matter whether Kagura is a martial artist or not. With Inoue having such a powerful helper, it seems that things are about to change in Shibuya.
"Don't move, police!"
Just when Inoue was feeling proud and the man in black was worried, a voice suddenly sounded, and then the light of the flashlight hit Inoue and the man in black like a sharp sword.
The two of them couldn't help but stiffen. They looked towards the source of the light under the glare of the flashlight, and saw a dense crowd of people standing on the rooftop at some point.
"We are the Metropolitan Police Department, and we will arrest you now for affray. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court!"
…………………………
After spending a lot of effort to coax Ling, Yan Kai was about to go back to Mingshan Apartment when suddenly he received a call on his mobile phone. Yan Kai glanced at the caller ID and frowned.
Because this is the Metropolitan Police Department’s phone number.
Hey, after taking in Haihara Ai, he seemed to be receiving calls from the Metropolitan Police Department more and more frequently, which was really worrying...
Um? etc! No, Xiao Ai didn't seem to go out today? Why did someone from the Metropolitan Police call?
Yan Kai was confused, but he still answered the call from the Metropolitan Police Department. After all, he was a first-class good citizen and had always "cooperated" with the police's work.
"Um, hello, classmate Yan Kai!"
The voice on the other end of the phone was the voice of Miwako Sato, an old acquaintance of Yan Kai's. Basically, Haihara Ai had entered the Metropolitan Police Department, and she was the one who called Yan Kai to ask him to pick Haihara Ai back.
Miwako Sato's voice has always been cheerful and easy-going, but now, Yan Kai seemed to hear a little embarrassment and embarrassment in Miwako Sato's voice.
"Ms. Sato, what's the matter?"
Yan Kai asked Miwa Sato.
"Yes, actually we at the Metropolitan Police Department encountered a difficult matter. Last night we discovered a girl from the Central Plains who entered the country illegally."
"Then send them back. There are so many people from the Central Plains smuggling into Japan every day. This is not my responsibility!"
Yan Kai said without thinking.
In the Central Plains, due to the propaganda of some magazines, there are not many Central Plains people who regard Japan as their spiritual motherland that they have never met. Yan Kai is too lazy to care about the life and death of those people.
"No, there is something wrong here, that is, that girl, we can't catch her..."
Miwako Sato almost burst into tears. The Metropolitan Police Department could not catch a little girl. If these unscrupulous news media found out about this, the Metropolitan Police Department would have to show its face again, but it would be a shameful one.
"Can't catch it?"
Yan Kai was amused by Sato Miwako's words: "How can we not catch her? Is she a martial artist? If she is a martial artist, let the 'True Martial Arts Team' be dispatched!"
"No, she is not a martial artist, so the 'real martial arts team' cannot be dispatched. We ordinary police can only catch her, but we tried our best and couldn't catch her at all!"
Sato Miwako covered her face when she said this.
The Metropolitan Police Department searched all the elites of Section 1, but failed to catch a girl who was not even a martial artist. Even Sato Miwako felt that she was shameless in public.
"How come you can't catch it?"
"She...she is born with divine power!"
Miwako Sato replied helplessly.
