The gangsters picked up the beer bottles and pointed them at Caesar's head. They didn't think about the background of this group of people or any more details, they were just full of passion.
With the hardness of Caesar's head, it can resist a beer bottle made of quartz sand, but his hairstyle will be disrupted...
Caesar suddenly rose up and fired his bow from left to right. Although he was unable to stop the Dragon King, he was still like a tiger among sheep when faced with this group of underworld elements.
A scuffle broke out in the bar. The owner Hideki Mimura was dumbfounded and shouted loudly to stop it.
He thought that the members of the Nakanoda group would retreat obediently when they saw his law enforcers, but then he knew that the two groups started fighting! The fight was not important, the important thing was that the fight took place in his store, and who would be responsible for the losses in the store afterwards?
Compensation?
Hideki Mimura didn't dare to go to his family to ask for money, and it was unrealistic to take out money from the Nakanoda group of young people...
There were also blind people who chose to attack Yuan Zhisheng and his party. In their opinion, Caesar was on the same side as them anyway, so maybe that woman would be easier to deal with.
But they were destined to choose the wrong opponent. Misuki Sakura's attack was even more brutal than Caesar's. The knife on his back felt like all the bones in his body had been broken...
After a while, the riot at the scene was brought under control. The gangsters were gathered in the booths and knelt down, bowing slightly like worshipers in a Buddhist temple... Caesar, who was being worshiped by them, moved a stool and sat down, still holding it in his mouth.
He was smoking a cigar and looking at them with disdain on his face.
Caesar shook his shoulders and pulled open the front of his suit, deliberately revealing the image of the Yaksha eater on the lining. This gorgeous and strict decoration made him very into the character, especially the group of delinquent boys kneeling in front of him. He now felt that he was considered a member of the Japanese yakuza.
Character.
The gangsters saw the tattoos on his body clearly under the light, and then there was shock on their faces. They could not recognize the uniforms of their law enforcement officers, but they who yearned for the Yakuza culture still had a good understanding of tattoo culture, such as
High-end tattoos such as "Yaksha Eater Demon Picture" are not dare to be tattooed without a certain status.
Their brains were spinning rapidly, thinking about who they had offended! But they had never heard of any foreigners in any underworld... Maybe they were the son-in-law of a certain underworld.
Hideki Mimura was very satisfied when he saw that the scene was quickly brought under control. Although some decorations and seats were damaged, as long as the problem was solved early and the business opened, this loss was nothing.
"Which one of you is talking about something?" Caesar puffed out a puff of cigar, white mist swirling around him.
After Misuki Sakura translated, a young man walked out of the crowd...or, more appropriately, he walked out on his knees. His face was swollen and his voice was affected.
"What's your name?" Caesar looked as cold as an executioner executing a prisoner.
The young man said incoherently: "The Nakanoda-gumi in Kabukicho, Shinjuku-ku, Tokyo...the future third generation Hisashi Nakanoda is now working with the second generation Nakanoda Kozo."
Misbuki Sakura handed over an iPad, which displayed detailed information about the "Nakanoda Group" retrieved from the family's database.
Caesar took it casually. As the president of the student union, he was familiar with this kind of service.
Caesar glanced at the tablet and frowned: "Are you provoking me? I thought the Nakanoda-gumi were some famous underworld family in Shinjuku City. According to the information, you are only responsible for clearing the sewer pipes in Shinjuku City. A group of cleaners are also
Did you just modify the protection fee rate without authorization? And it suddenly increased by 15%!"
"The protection fee rates in this street and even in Shinjuku City are fixed and are decided jointly by the bosses of each gang. Your Nakanoda group is not even qualified to observe the meeting!" Sakura Sakura threatened with her arms in her arms:
"No one dares to raise the rates. The person who mentioned it is already dead."
Caesar and Misbuki Sakura put great pressure on them. Nakano Tatashi bit his lips in silence to resist, but some of them could no longer hold on.
A young man in the crowd said: "The leader called us here, we are just executing orders! It's none of my business..."
"Asshole!" Hisashi Nakano turned around and glared at him. He picked up the half-broken bottle on the ground and threw it at the person who spoke. The person immediately screamed in pain.
"Everything is my fault. If you are guilty, I will take full responsibility for it!" Nakanoda Hisashi yelled, "It has nothing to do with the leader, bringing him in without permission to interfere with the operation of the bar, and raising the protection fee are all my fault."
Misuki Sakura looked at him with a sneer: "Do you know the punishment behind these crimes? Can you afford these crimes?"
Nakano Tashou didn't speak, he just raised his head and gritted his teeth and looked at the people with a tense face. His whole body was trembling slightly to show his fear, but his face was still determined.
This made Caesar unable to stand down. He just wanted to scare these people, but facing this stupid young man, he didn't know how to perform next.
Caesar turned his gaze to Misuki Sakura, and Misuki Sakura nodded and looked at him. The two of them exchanged glances, but Caesar was still confused.
Sakura Sakura was a little embarrassed, but immediately became serious. A dragon-like aura rose in the bar. She pointed at Dictado who was being fucked by Caesar on the table and said: "Cut your fingers! The little fingers of both hands.
For the sake of you being so young!"
Caesar also looked at Nakano Tianshou with fierce eyes, like an evil ghost who wanted to eat people.
Chu Zihang said in Chinese: "Are the rules of the underworld so strict?"
"Probably not, Sakura just wants to scare them." Yuan Zhisheng said, "We need to give some warnings to the gangsters on the street, so that they will have the mentality of fearing the gang, until they rise to the level of gang leaders, then they will
Easy to manage.”
After a pause, Yuan Zhisheng continued: "But the leader who modified the rates privately is miserable. Ignorance is not a reason for violating the rules. Violating the rules will be punished."
In fact, Yuan Zhisheng was also a little embarrassed. He had just finished boasting that all he needed to do was reveal his identity and the gangsters would be polite to him. But today, he was unlucky enough to meet a group of gangsters who had just joined the society, and they actually asked the VIPs of the gang to take action in person.
Solution... Fortunately, the VIPs didn't pay attention. They probably thought this was the real underworld life!
Yuan Zhisheng took out Seven Star cigarettes and said: "Gattuso-kun and Sakura work well together. He seems to be very suitable for the management of our family."
"He is really good at management, and the student union is managed by him in an orderly manner." Chu Zihang said dullly, "He probably likes this feeling, teamwork, and highlighting his own importance in a group of people. It's a pity that I can't give him this feeling."
A feeling.”
Yuan Zhisheng also smiled indifferently and continued to watch the farce.
Nakano Tatoshi swallowed his saliva as he looked at the Dictado stuck on the table. He stared at the green blade. This was a weapon that was really used to kill people. It was definitely not the kind of weapon that street gangsters throw around in their hands.
It's no big deal that toys are used to cut fingers.
He stood up slowly and reached out to hold the handle of Dick Tudo's knife. He exerted force and something embarrassing happened...
Dictado was still stuck on the table, motionless...