Chapter 149
Tokyo swastika, which rules half of Tokyo, was founded in Shibuya.
If Tokyo is the headquarters of Tokyo swastika, then Shibuya is the headquarters among the headquarters.
In Shibuya, bad boys do not need to join the East Swastika, but they must submit to the East Swastika.
The rules of the east swastika are the rules of the bad world in Shibuya.
This is a brand new thing created by the Ninth Dragon God.
So when a small cadre from Dongsheng was stabbed in public, the rest of the junior high school delinquents were shocked at first, and then endless fear surged into their hearts.
They closed their mouths tightly and huddled in the corner with sullen faces, not daring to take a breath.
If it were in other places, although the bad guys would not be afraid, they would be wise to protect themselves and leave the scene as soon as possible without participating in any party.
But it doesn’t work here, as I said before, because this is the headquarters of Dongsheng!
No one dared to leave the scene until the matter was over, for fear that the troops from the East would come looking for them afterwards.
The purple-haired junior high school student who had injured someone with a knife was also dragged down the steps and thrown into the middle of his fellow victims.
The four of them gathered together again, kneeling side by side on the ground with their bodies covered in scars, their heads hanging down, lifeless.
Although the purple-haired junior high school student was beaten and bruised all over his body, there was still a ferocious expression on his face without any good flesh. His eyes were blocked by the scattered purple hair, and he stared at the man sitting on the steps opposite them through the gap. Clean water will be expensive.
Perhaps because of panic and the first time he stabbed someone, although the purple-haired junior high school student successfully stabbed Masaki Shimizu, the wound may not have been that deep.
Otherwise, Masaki Shimizu would have been helped to the hospital by now. How could you have the energy to punish them?
Masaki Shimizu's face turned pale due to blood loss, and the pain from the wounds that kept hitting his brain made the corners of his mouth twitch from time to time.
In order to relieve the pain, Shimizu Masaki lit a cigarette with his blood-stained hands, and then looked down at his abdomen, which was hastily bandaged by his men.
Masaki Shimizu and his men are both third-year students at Shibuya No. 3 Middle School, and members of the special attack team of the Tokyo Sikakai 3rd Division of the Mansei Empire headquarters.
The East Third Division is the division responsible for carrying the flag in the East and is the front division of the East.
Therefore, in addition to the troops of the third division, there is also a special attack team responsible for protecting the banner of Dongsheng during the war.
Shoki Shimizu is the captain of the third division's special attack team.
Although he is also called captain, his status is naturally not as good as that of the captain of the squad.
But for Qingshui Shoki's subordinates, they naturally followed Qingshui Shoki.
So after discovering that Qingshui Jianggui had been stabbed, someone immediately took out potions and bandages from his schoolbag and helped Qingshui Jianggui to perform a simple bandage.
As a bosozoku, it's normal to have some medical supplies in your schoolbag.
The rough bandaging of young people is definitely not as good as that of professional medical professionals, so the bandage wrapped around Shimizu Masaki's abdomen was still stained red with blood, making Shimizu Masaki look like he was seriously injured.
"call!"
Qingshui Jianggui exhaled a puff of smoke, raised his head, and looked at the purple-haired junior high school student with cold eyes.
"Do we have a grudge?"
Shimizu Masaki spoke slowly, without a trace of emotion in his tone.
These words seemed to reveal the scars in the purple-haired junior high school student's heart, and he suddenly became furious. He gritted his molars and shouted loudly. Said:"If it weren't for you! Will some of us become like this? I am ordered around by you every day! Not only will I be bullied by you, but I will also participate in this bullshit gambling racket!!
Among the five of us, which one is not scarred every day!! Even if we win by chance, you will take our money away!! We are like animals for you to tease!! I'm done!! Why didn't you die? ah!!! Why didn't you die?!!"
The three delinquents kneeling next to the purple-haired junior high school student also had sad expressions on their faces when they heard this, and they were also filled with grief and anger in their hearts. However, they were so weak that they could only swallow their anger and dare not speak out, repeating this process every day.
They had never imagined that their commander, Sendou Atsushi, would have the idea of killing Shimizu Shoki.
At this moment, Sendou Atsushi was in their hearts, and his figure instantly expanded infinitely.
Sentou Atsushi took the knife.
Although he stabbed Shimizu Shoki in large part because he couldn't bear it anymore, he was also standing up for them.
They were naturally very grateful to Sendou Atsushi, but after they were grateful, they were followed by those who fell into the ice cave.
Fear.
Will Shimizu Shoki vent his anger on himself? There is no need to guess. The answer is definitely yes!
In Shimizu Shoki's opinion, it is not worth mentioning.
Gui exhaled a puff of smoke, sneered, and said:"Weakness is the original sin, don't you understand this truth? You who are weak will naturally be dominated by us who are powerful. What do you have to complain about? In my opinion, your anger is just an incompetent roar. But, I am willing to give you a chance."
At the end of the sentence, Qingshui Masaki's eyes became colder and colder, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.
"Go, bring me the baseball bat."
Shimizu Shoki turned his head and said to Akaishi next to him.
Akaashi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then hurriedly left. After a while, he came back with a wooden baseball bat and handed it to Shimizu Shoki.
Qingshui Shoki weighed it. He weighed the baseball bat, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across his face, then he looked at Akaashi expressionlessly and said,"Do you usually fight with such a light baseball bat?
A trace of cold sweat instantly broke out on Akaishi's forehead, and he said hurriedly:"Brother, is this enough?""
Shimizu Shoki put the baseball bat on the ground and stood up slowly with the help of support. He was taller than Akaashi.���Qingshui Shogui , who felt extremely oppressive, lowered his head slightly, looked down at Akaishi, and said coldly:"What do you think!"
"Smith Marseille!!"
Akaashi quickly bent down and bowed his head to apologize, then turned around and ran away. A moment later, he quickly ran back with an aluminum baseball bat.
Akaashi bowed his waist, holding the aluminum baseball bat flat with both hands, and handed it to Qingshui with a respectful look. In front of Shoki.
Masaki Shimizu nodded with satisfaction and took the aluminum baseball bat with his free hand.
Then, Masaki Shimizu held a baseball bat in one hand and walked slowly to stand in front of Sendo Atsushi and the others. Certainly
"If you stab me once, I'll give you two sticks. Is that fair?"
"Two blows, two blows to each of you on the head. No matter whether you live or die, our matter will be over."
Qing Shui Jianggui raised the corners of his mouth, and his tone was cold and biting.
The four people kneeling in the ditch turned pale when they heard the words, and their hearts skipped a beat.
Looking at the baseball bats in Qing Shui Jianggui's left and right hands, the four people were all heartbroken. Like death.
Not to mention the aluminum baseball bat, even a wooden baseball bat would kill them on the spot!