Chapter 148
The angry Shangdao completely lost his mind. He rode on Hua Heng's body with scarlet eyes and waved his fists mechanically. Even though Hua Heng had been beaten into a coma by him,
Shangdao's fists still did not stop. Every blow It can bring up pieces of blood.
The onlookers had different expressions, but generally there were only two reactions.
One is a person who has won money, his face is full of excitement, and he is crying and howling with excitement.
The other kind is the unlucky ones who win by betting on Hua Heng. At this time, they are furious. Having lost everything, they wish they could go out in person instead of Shang Dao and beat Hua Heng in the ditch into a pulp.
"Fuck you redneck!! asshole!! My money!!"
"I will start taking people to the ditch gate to block you every day from tomorrow!! I'll hit you every time I see you!! asshole!!"
"Where did this idiot named Hua Heng come from?!!"
"Did that idiot even pee in fear?!"
All kinds of unbearable curses and even the cheers of the winners were suppressed. If the gambling rack was not organized by Dongsheng, the losers would have probably rushed off the stage by this time, venting their anger crazily.
In the stands There were a few people hunkering down as hard as they could, with expressions of worry and fear, fearing that the people around them would recognize them.
These people were classmates of Hua Heng who was pushed to the ground and beaten violently. They also came from the ditch..
Although they are very worried about Hua Heng turning into a pig, they are even more worried about being recognized by the angry audience as a gang. Some bad boys are brave and fearless, and fights are commonplace..
Some delinquent boys are just pretending to be independent, and they become delinquents just to attract the attention of others. Such people only dare to show their authority in front of honest people who are weaker than them. Once a fight actually breaks out. At the time of the incident, this group of people ran faster than rabbits.
Hana Hengbudo and his friends from the suburbs of Tokyo are such people.
Although Tokyo is an international metropolis, there are still economically underdeveloped suburbs. , Huaheng and the others are from there.
In the countryside where there are not many delinquents, Huaheng Martial Arts and others are naturally rampant, but in Shibuya, these guys are like dust in the air, so insignificant if it weren't for them.
Some time ago, a self-righteous man went to Shibuya to pretend to be an uncle, but was given a lesson by Akaishi and others and forced to become a slave.
I am afraid that Huaheng Budao and others will never interact with Dongsheng in this life.
He fisted hard, veins popped up on the back of his hands, and he bit his lips, trying hard not to cry.
Among the four people, the middle school student with handsome purple permed hair had a look of ferocity, hesitation, and fear on his face. His expression flickered alternately, and his head moved around, as if he was looking for something.
After a moment, his eyes locked on Masaki Shimizu, who was smoking a cigarette with an expressionless face not far from him, with the constantly changing expressions on his face. After making a decision in his heart, he suddenly stood up and took out a paper knife from his pocket, pushing the blade away and quickly moving towards The clear water not far away will wash you away
"Clean water will be expensive!!!"
As he approached Qingshui Shouki, the purple-haired junior high school student roared angrily.
"Um?"
After Qingshui Jianggui heard the voice, he turned around and looked confused.
"Poof!"
The sound of the sharp knife piercing the flesh was covered up by the noise all around. Except for the people around Qingshui Shoki, no one among the other junior high school students noticed the movement here.
Qingshui Shoki's eyes widened, and he quickly raised his foot and kicked the opponent to death. The living purple-haired junior high school student was kicked, and then he quickly stood up, holding his hand on the wound that was constantly gushing blood, staggering back a few steps, and shouted with a stern face:"Hold him down!!"
The five or six delinquents of Shibuya No. 3 Junior High School who were standing around suddenly woke up from a dream. They swarmed up with angry faces and pressed Zifa Junior High School to the ground.
It was only then that the audience watching the gambling racket reacted. After seeing the white shirt on Shimizu Shoki's upper body stained red with blood, they were immediately in an uproar.
Some of these spectators were delinquent boys from junior high schools, and some were members of other East Swastika divisions, so even though they saw Shimizu Masaki being stabbed, they were in an uproar. There was a commotion, but not enough to scare them out of their wits.
All the delinquents in the junior high school stared at the purple-haired junior high school student who was pinned to the ground, and they were constantly shocked. The special attack captain of the Tokyo swastika division 3 is the third person in the 3rd division. How dare someone stab him with a knife? Are you not afraid of retaliation from the members of the east swastika division? He was shocked at first, and then he became angry and glared at the purple-haired boy.
Damn it! How dare you attack someone from the East?
The air in the entire open-air park suddenly froze, and the cheers and curses were now heard. All disappeared.
Everyone was in a complicated mood and did not dare to speak at will.
"Adun?!!"
"what's the situation?!!"
"Ahhhh!!"
The three companions of the purple-haired junior high school student stood up with frightened expressions and screamed, instantly revealing the fact that they were a group.
"These people are accomplices!!"
"Catch them!!"
"Don't let them get away!!"
The Dongswastika members who were closer to the three of them immediately roared when they saw this. They stepped forward and rushed over in a hurry.
They subdued the three people in the ditch in two or three times and dragged them from the steps to the ground.
At this time, Xiaodao Still oblivious to what was going on outside the window, he only wanted to beat up Wu Xiaodao.
Seeing this, a member of Dongsheng frowned and stepped forward, kicking Xiaodao to the ground.
"Martial Arts!"
"Wake up!"
"Something happened!! Martial arts! Get up quickly!!"
The three people in the ditch who were pinned to the ground by Dongswasan members kept struggling, raising their heads and shouting anxiously towards the unconscious Hua Heng Martial Arts
"Ah! It turns out that this idiot is one of yours too!"
A Dongswastika member who had bet on Hua Heng Martial Arts looked ferocious, as if he had found an outlet, and kicked the delinquent Gouzhong who was subdued by him and wearing glasses.
"Ouch! pain! Stop kicking! Woohoo!"
After the glasses boy suffered several kicks, the fear in his heart and the pain in his body suddenly broke his tense nerves. His tear ducts suddenly became uncontrollable, and tears and snot came out.
The clear water on the steps made your face pale. Green and white, with his right hand pressing the wound tightly, he shouted sternly to the surrounding men:"Who is this bastard! ? Who knows!!"
After discovering that Shimizu Masaki was injured, Akaishi's expression changed drastically as he hurriedly ran up the steps, and then said with a wry smile:"This guy is also from the ditch, and he came with today's contestant Hua Heng."
What the hell!
If he had known that these bastards in the ditch could cause such a big thing, he would never have let these country people become slaves!
At this time, Akaishi looked at Qingshui Shoki with a sinking face and regretted it. To die.