Did he use the skill of sacrificing himself, or...? ! What happened in front of him was beyond Takeshi Kuroda's common sense. He subconsciously felt that there might be danger behind him. Before he could turn around, a pair of strong bare hands grabbed his sword-holding wrist. Takeshi Kuroda immediately hit the weak joint with his elbow to force him to let go. Then he was shocked to find that his elbow hit didn't work at all. Hitting his arm felt like hitting a wall. "The sword is good, but the man is bad." Takeshi Kuroda listened to the man behind him say. At the same time, he began to break his hands with force enough to crush bones. "hateful!" Takeshi Kuroda gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist, but found in despair that his own strength could not even stop him. Those hands were like mechanical creations executing predetermined orders, which gave him an inexplicable feeling of powerlessness against the mechanical press. No matter how much he struggled, he could only watch as he broke the wrist holding his sword like dry wood. The unbearable pain made him let go of his hand, and his ribs fell to the ground with a clanging sound.
Click (the sound of Severn's broken leg). "Ahhh!" Takeshi Kuroda couldn't help but scream, his vision went dark, and all the strength in his body instantly dissipated. He was half-kneeling on the ground, big beads of sweat falling from his forehead, and his wrists were completely numb. He held his broken wrist in front of his stomach and looked up. The person standing in front of him was the high school student waiter from the previous restaurant. But the strange thing is that he is completely naked and has no clothes on at all. He can be regarded as the spokesperson of the archangel in biblical legend and was painted on the dome of the church by an artist. "How is that possible?!" Takeshi Kuroda couldn't figure out how he did it. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the clothes that fell on the ground and were cut open by the ribs. "magician?" magic? Sorry, it's not that subtle, it's just a magic spell. Higashino Yu took off his hoodie first, deliberately leaving a flaw to attract him to attack, and then used the hoodie to block his sight the moment he drew the sword, and transformed back into his original fox form. Sneak behind him from the blind corner of your field of vision, and then transform into a human again. It's that simple. It's a pity that my pants and shoes were with me for several years, but they left me just like that. Dong Yeyu stared at the overalls and canvas shoes that had become fragments of items not far away, and sighed. Although I was mentally prepared that my clothes would be damaged, when this happened, I still felt a heart-wrenching pain. Not just because of nostalgia. And because my buddy only has two sets of old clothes to wear, now it’s good, there’s only one left. Thinking of this, Dong Yeyu's mood became even worse, and he picked up the ribs that fell on the ground. While he was sighing in a daze, Kuroda Takeshi had already staggered and ran some distance away.
As a gangster cadre, he understands the truth that running away is shameful but useful! Humph, want to escape? ! Higashino Yu first stepped on the right leg of Yoshihara Yuma, who was crawling quietly on the ground and wanted to escape, and then strode towards Takeshi Kuroda like a braggadocio, with a fierce momentum. A bunch of vermin! Takeshi Kuroda was running staggeringly in front. When he heard the movement behind him and looked back, he suddenly lost his footing and fell to the ground. Higashino Yu was chasing after him so closely that Takeshi Kuroda had no time to stand up and could only crawl back while screaming in horror. "Shi can be killed and cannot be humiliated. You, what are you going to do?!" "Shi? Are you worthy of being called Shi? A thing like a wild dog is worthy of saying this?" "Weren't you very arrogant when you were in the restaurant just now, huh?" Dong Yeyu rushed up and grabbed Lao Deng's collar, raised his fist as big as a sandbag, "Don't you want me to change your shoes with my own hands?" With a bang, he punched his nose, causing blood to flow out. His nose was crooked to one side, but it was like opening a soy sauce shop, with salty, sour and spicy all coming out. Kuroda Takeshi couldn't break free, and his wrist was broken again. He stared with swollen eyes and gasped. "Street fighting is illegal! You are a high school student and you no longer want to study? Your future is gone?! Who allowed you to do this!" "Of course it's Buddha. I asked him before I came here. He said he would beat him to death!" At this time, Dong Yeyu completely lost the gentleness and etiquette of the top student, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had held in the evening. He raised his fist and punched him again at the edge of his eye socket and between his eyebrows, until the edges of his eyes were cracked and black beads burst out. Then he punched his jaw again, and with a pop, there were old bloody teeth all over the place. If someone showed up at this time, the Asahi Shimbun would probably have a shocking news the next day - a naked man in Arakawa Ward beat up a fifty-year-old gangster in the street. Dong Yeyu also knew that Jiuze had changed, and first he threatened with a fierce look: "If you dare to call the police, I will kill your whole family, do you hear that?" Kuroda Takeshi's breathing was rapid, and he nodded quickly and said he didn't dare. I haven't lived enough yet. I finally got into trouble with my brother-in-law and died like this. Wouldn't it be a pity? As any veteran gangster knows, young people under the age of twenty are the easiest to fall for. And he can turn against you faster than a dog. When he was in the restaurant, this guy looked handsome and had a gentle temperament, like a scholar. Now he looks like a mad dog like you, with those eyes that want to eat people! If you don't follow his lead, if Hong Wen doesn't even care about his future, he might really get himself killed! You must know that in those years when the underworld was in conflict, most of the people who carried out fatal attacks were these young people, who were so passionate that they didn't care about anything. It was still like this in the Heisei era. A knife went in, a white knife went in and a red knife came out. Many times people died suddenly on the spot before being sent to the hospital. Many bosses were scolding me at that time. I was eating hot pot and singing, but suddenly the pot was overturned, the record player was smashed, and the silver bracelet area and the iron fence were pulled, and I was sent to the prison. The younger brother stabbed someone to death and the older brother went to jail. What's the point?
Is there any heavenly principle? Are there any laws? Seeing that he was well aware of current affairs, Dong Yeyu nodded in approval. Lao Deng was quite smart, so he controlled his strength and punched two more times. No, are you addicted to beating him? Takeshi Kuroda was stunned at that time. I even said I didn’t dare to call the police, so why did I still call? Is this kid sick? His mind stagnated here. He was almost fifty years old after all, and his body was emptied by wine and sex. He couldn't withstand the blow and passed out at that time. "Fake your own death, right?" Dong Yeyu took his collar and shook him. Lao Deng looked ugly and motionless. He probably wasn't pretending to be dead. He was indeed unconscious and threw him on the ground. To be fair, step on and break one of his legs - both younger brothers have broken legs, there is no reason for you, the eldest brother, to continue. Kaka! Stomping down, Takeshi Kuroda's foot bent at a horrifying angle. He was unconscious and groaned with an ugly expression on his face before he woke up. Thanks to the book friend Cai Mou, not Cai Mou, for the reward of this nickname, thank you to the book friend Let Me Do It As You Like, Between Dawn, Shi Yi, Mi Dai, Lin Qing, Dangkong Mountain, and readers 1415519615558656000 for their monthly votes. Iluweita will work hard to update, thank you for your support (ω)