Finally, the car stopped in the red light district.
It's still daytime, and the neon street signs haven't started to shine yet, so the place looks very dull.
When getting out of the car, Asakura took out the crab mask placed on the passenger seat and put it on his face.
Seeing his action, Toru Amuro finally found the opportunity to ask a question about Brandy's appearance in a reasonable manner: "There is no need to take off the mask if it is inconvenient."
"It's not a matter of inconvenience." Wearing a mask, Asakura walked out of the driver's seat and walked to the roadside. He looked up at the custom shop sign surrounded by extinguished colored lights. The four pairs of crab legs on the mask looked really... weird.
While watching, he said to Toru Amuro: "I hid it from you before because you were Toru Amuro at that time, and now you are Bourbon. There is no need to hide it anymore."
"And... knowing what I look like may not be a good thing, if one day I am recognized..."
Having said this, he had already arrived at the closed door of his destination and knocked on it, so he took advantage of the situation to stop talking.
But even if he hadn't finished speaking, Toru Amuro could still imagine what was behind it, which was that anyone who knew his true appearance would be under suspicion.
By the way, the face Asakura is currently using is obviously not a real face.
Don't forget, Toru Amuro had seen his true face before. At the restaurant where he worked, the Shinigami, who was still a junior high school student at the time, appeared. At that time, Asakura Makoto was not disguising, but Toru Amuro didn't mix that face with his. Brandy wearing a mask is associated with nothing more.
There are not many custom shops open during the day. Since they serve customers' nightlife, their operating hours must of course coincide with the free time of most customers.
"The person standing behind this store is a well-known local violent gang. Of course, it is not as famous as the one we supported." Asakura knocked on the door and explained to Toru Amuro beside him, "The violent gang we have recently The leader of the regiment came to me crying and said that the other side had brought bombs from unknown sources and had beaten them badly, and all the money they should have been collected was taken away."
There was still no response from the door, so Asakura continued to knock on the door.
"To be honest, I didn't plan to come to these people personally, but who let them steal the money that should be given to us? So there is nothing we can do."
"It doesn't matter who the violent group that occupies this place is, but they have to pay."
If a violent gang is a group that collects protection fees from ordinary people, then Asakura Makoto is responsible for collecting protection fees from violent gangs.
In the shop at this moment, a gang member with tattoos on his body was holding the lady of the custom shop up and down her hands.
Japanese law stipulates that if you want to legally operate a custom shop, you are prohibited from doing so. But if you open a custom shop, this kind of thing will naturally become an unspoken rule that the people do not take action, and the officials do not take action, not to mention that a violent group is behind it. Supporting custom shop.
Looking at the store door that had been silent for a long time, Toru Amuro asked: "Are you going to keep knocking like this? What if there is no one inside?"
"Since I'm here, there must be someone here. As for the fact that no one opened the door, I will give them a chance to regret it after they get in."
While speaking, a soft female voice came from inside.
"Here he comes, he comes, guest, don't be so impatient."
With the sound of the door lock turning, the door opened a crack, the anti-theft chain was straightened, and an extremely voluptuous middle-aged woman with heavy makeup appeared in the door. Through the crack in the door, she saw Asakura Makoto wearing a crab mask, her expression I was stunned for a moment.
Over the years, it was not like she had never seen customers who covered their faces, but this was the first time she had seen such a unique mask used to conceal their identity.
However, the battle-hardened Mamasang quickly reacted and put that flawless smile on her face again.
"This guest, we don't have business hours yet. Please come back in the evening."
The custom shop usually receives mostly middle-aged uncles, but now the person standing in front is a geek wearing a strange mask, but the one in the back is a handsome blond guy who can score 95 points.
A custom shop is a job, but being able to serve handsome guys is certainly much better than an uncle.
If the financial backer hadn't taken over the whole store for something today, Mama-san would probably have opened the door to let Asakura Shin and the others in.
"Are you really not allowed to go in? I have a lot of money." Asakura asked with a smile.
"Of course not, this guest." Mamasang wanted to roll her eyes. There are so many people with a lot of money. Is it possible that they can be richer than the donor sitting in the store now?
"Then there's nothing we can do..."
Asakura Makoto stepped aside and nodded at Toru Amuro.
Toru Amuro stepped forward, raised his foot, and kicked the door directly. The anti-theft chain collapsed instantly. Under the impact, the door quickly slammed inward, knocking the mamasang to the ground and passed out.
The two walked into the store, closed the door and pulled a chair to prop it up.
It looked like there were four lower-status members of a violent gang sitting in the store. They were of average stature and even shorter than ordinary people. After all, this violent gang was only second-rate in this area and had little appeal to the powerful gangsters. .
The four people were sitting in the store when they suddenly encountered this change. They were stunned at first, and then saw that only two people came in, and they blocked the door.
As if they were insulted, they shouted: "Assholes! Who are you?"
"Two for one person, the fracture will be fine."
Asakura ignored them, stretched his muscles and said to Toru Amuro.
