On the street outside the pier, at some point, seven or eight tall motorcycles had already gathered. They lined up the cars in a row and stopped in the middle of the road. There were some men with strange hairstyles sitting on them.
Wearing leather clothes and dirty leather boots, the shiny silver nails made them look like hedgehogs. Even if the motorcycle was parked at this time, they turned on their headlights, and the dazzling light shone forward from a distance.
Not to mention the pedestrians who were passing by, even some of the approaching vehicles saw that the situation was not good and ran away from a distance.
Huang Mao greeted him excitedly, nodding and bowing in front of the leader, a man in his thirties who looked to be in his thirties, with a pink mohawk haircut, and a smile on his face.
The man waved his hand impatiently, asking Huang Mao to stand aside.
Huang Mao immediately crossed his arms and looked very proud. In the eyes of the workers coming and going, his head was raised proudly.
Under the glare of everyone's eyes and the bright car lights, Xiao Xiao finally walked out of the dock. He was carrying his backpack and facing the shining lights, as if he was facing a group of roaring and crawling monsters.
"The number of people is smaller, but it's barely enough..."
Xiao Xiao saw that as soon as he came out, Huang Mao pointed at him and shouted something.
And the group of men riding on motorcycles suddenly sneered. Some flashed their lights, while others pressed their horns hard.
The man sitting on the motorcycle in the middle raised his finger towards me from a distance.
A slight feeling of nervousness rose from the bottom of my heart. I had always been a good boy when I was in school. After graduation, I stayed at home for four years without going out much. I was really afraid of these people...
But he still kept calm and silently walked towards them with his bag on his back. At the same time, he kept convincing himself:
"It's just for study, there's no shame in it."
"..."
These serious thoughts made his eyes gradually calm down, and he slowly walked the distance of more than thirty meters in the middle, and came to the group of fierce thugs. He saw Huang Mao's arrogant face, and also saw
The tall man sitting in the middle was looking at himself up and down, with a slight smile of disdain on his lips. He raised his voice fiercely, leaned over in front of the tactics, and said: "You are the one who offended my brother..."
Xiao Xiao raised his hand, rounded his right arm, twisted half of his body, and slapped him hard on the face.
I have never fought with others, so I don't understand the rules.
Just do it directly, right?
"Crack!"
The leader's head was hit so hard that he threw it to the left, his neck made a "click" sound, stars appeared in his eyes, and blood oozed from the corners of his mouth.
More importantly, he was stunned and couldn't regain his strength for a while.
The surroundings became quiet for a moment, as if even the motorcycles were frightened and did not sound their horns for a long time.
"Fuck, shit..."
After a full two or three seconds, there was a loud commotion around them. Everyone woke up from their sluggishness and jumped up angrily.
But at this time, Xiao Xiao had already shaken his numb palms, then took two steps back, took advantage of his strength, jumped up, and kicked the boss of the Bosozoku clan out of the car.
Then he swung out a punch and hit Huang Mao's face, who was standing there blankly at a loss.
Once he made up his mind to take action, he didn't hesitate at all. His whole body was filled with excitement and tension, and time slowed down accordingly.
He could clearly see that the thugs were yelling and swearing, and they all picked up their weapons, including baseball bats and chains. Some even took out bright daggers and rushed forward.
There were shaking figures all around, and all the eyes were filled with angry faces.
Very dangerous.
But Xiao Xiao had also considered it in advance. Theoretically speaking, he could handle it as long as he paid a little attention.
So he stretched out his foot and kicked a thug who rushed in front of him, making a crackling sound on his ankle. It was as if there were eyes on the back of his head, and he dodged the baseball bat that was hitting his head.
When he turned around, he grabbed his joints and lifted him up. The man let go of the baseball bat with a cry and stumbled back.
Xiao Xiao reached out to catch the baseball bat, turned around and threw it.
"Bang!"
The boss of the Bosozoku clan who had just climbed up from the ground was slapped in the face with a stick. Stars flashed across his eyes and he squatted down while screaming.
At this time, Xiao Xiao's face was already full of smiles.
He had already entered into a state of explosive thinking. In his field of vision, these group of snarling bosozōs were like a group of slow puppets.
As long as you stay calm and think, you can always plan how to dodge and how to counterattack before their attacks hit you.
This made him look very calm in his movements at this moment in this chaos.
The movements of the feet are obviously just ordinary movements, but they can always make the sticks swung around them hit the air, and then they can kick or punch unexpectedly, and they can always be caught by a bosozoku.
He squatted down or held his nose and cried loudly. In the eyes of the onlookers, they even saw a playful and relaxed temperament from his relaxed demeanor, not taking his own life seriously.
…
Faced with such violent and bloody scenes, he is like a dance, elegant and calm, but uses the most effective and violent means to complete the exchange of flesh and blood with them.
"Bang" "Bang!"
During this period, Xiao Xiao also received two blows and was hit on the back by a baseball bat.
He was also narrowly cut with a sharp dagger on his right arm, and blood instantly soaked half of his sleeve.
But Xiao Xiao only stumbled slightly, and immediately lowered his head to look at his arm, with an expression of surprise on his face, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
He joined the European fight more immersedly, and it seemed that the more injured he was, the more fun the game became.
"Is this man crazy?"
The surrounding Bosozokus were already lying down, and even those who were not lying down were getting colder and colder, their arms were limp, and they no longer had the courage to step forward and take action.
Oh my god, this man is not only good at skills, but also vicious in his attacks. The key is that he gets even more excited after being injured...
I have seen a lot of brave and ruthless people in the street, but there are a few who are even more excited when they see blood, especially since the people present are not blind, they can see that Xiao Xiao is really excited at this time, and it is almost hilarious.
Out.
Who the heck is willing to fight with such a person...
…
…
"Can you not be excited?"
At this time, Xiao Xiao was thinking very simply, and he almost laughed out loud.
Found it.
He thought about the route choice for a day and a night, but was still unable to make a final decision. It was not until this unexpected encounter that he finally found the answer.
He was not excited about the process of beating people, and he was not a pervert, so how could he regard hurting others as fun?
But the few times he was beaten, especially the cut, suddenly hit his excitement point: "It turns out this is what I lack."
It stands to reason that since he has the ability to think explosively and has a body strengthened by violence factors, he can deal with these slow puppets without getting hurt. However, in this fight, he still discovered his shortcomings.
, in the chaos, there are always some attacks that are unexpected, or cannot be caught in the field of vision, so it is impossible to effectively calculate them and think of evasion or counterattack plans in time.
There is no problem with the ability to think, but the problem is the ability to collect information.
It was this knife and the burning wound that instantly made Xiao Xiao understand the problem he was struggling with. How could he not be happy?
The tactic ended within three minutes. A group of thugs lay staggering on the ground and groaned, and the motorcycle also fell over.
Xiao Xiao stood in the chaotic crowd and shook off the blood dripping from his palms.
He sighed contentedly, tried not to show too much excitement, and picked up his backpack from the ground. After all, he had to rush to take the subway.
But after walking for a while, he suddenly remembered something, turned back and smiled at the bosozou lying on the ground, and said sincerely:
"Thank you..."
"..."
"He actually said thank you to us..."
The Bosozoku clan members felt like crying without tears, especially the leader of the Bosozoku clan who was the most seriously injured but didn't even have a chance to fight back. It took him a long time to regain his composure.
Seeing the miserable way his brothers were beaten and the mocking looks from the people around him, he suddenly became very angry. He pulled up the yellow hair that had been specially taken care of and slapped it hard twice on the face.
A big slap:
"Is this the little Yakuza you are talking about?"
"Is this the kid you're talking about who can make you cry just by stamping your feet?"
"..."
"This guy is quite interesting..."
Of course, neither the collapsed Bosozoku who had been tortured recently nor Xiao Xiao, who had analyzed carefully and was satisfied, did not notice at this time that there was always a pair of red eyes watching all of this silently.
Like a hunter lurking in the dark, staring greedily at his prey: "Violent, ruthless, and seems to enjoy the pleasure brought by pain..."
"Where did Yang Jia find such a madman? He doesn't treat those people as human beings at all. I think they treat them as toys. Even if he kills these thugs, I won't be surprised."
"But I kind of like that feeling of being excited when you start, but also being cautious to avoid damaging them..."
"..."
"Hurry up and get him back."
In the earphones, another voice warned: "Remember, don't let Yang Jia notice the traces of your actions. Even if it is a commission from the Black Forest, it does not mean that we have to break up with her."
"Afraid?"
Listening to his words, the voice in the earphone suddenly smiled and said, "You are in the business of collecting intelligence. Don't you know about that woman Yang Jia?"
The man with red eyes was slightly startled and said, "I know she seemed to have performed well before, but..."
"Using the word 'not bad' means that you still don't pay enough attention to her."
The man in the earphone sneered and said: "This girl named Yang Jia is indeed young. She has only joined the Dante organization for three years, but you'd better not underestimate her."
"She is one of the newcomers who has risen the fastest in the past four years, and her mentor is exactly the one who was respected by everyone in Black Gate City before."
"Haha, gangster Yang Jia..."
"Can you really get this title casually?"
"She is a woman who once washed an entire organization of mystics with blood without even frowning..."
"After solving the troublesome people in Black Gate City, it was our mistake to unexpectedly attract this woman who had settled in the north to return to Black Gate City to help them rebuild. Now, we all know that she is
We want to rebuild the previous Black Gate City organization, but if we still fail to learn to value her and be afraid of her, then maybe all our efforts will be in vain."
"..."
The man with red eyes didn't expect him to speak so solemnly. After a long silence, he whispered: "Then what should we do?"
"what to do?"
The man with the headset sneered and said: "Get rid of it!"
"But if you do it cleanly, with your current ability, there shouldn't be any problem, right?"
"..."
The man with red eyes was startled for a moment before he laughed in a low voice:
"If I can't even deal with a guy who can be strengthened by up to 200 points, then I really don't have the face to follow Mr. Shepherd..."
