I can't be invincible through Tokyo

Chapter 178 Although we fight, fight, catch fish and become salary thieves...

"Our reporter reported that the minister of the Disaster Relief Office was found gathering at home. The scene was unsightly and immoral. When he was arrested, he was still chanting 'Dongfeng, Dongfeng'. He is now in custody..."

In Tokyo Overwatch Hospital, the report on the TV stunned the three priests, Fuutarou and Yanquan in the hospital. After a long time, Yanquan on the hospital bed complained: "The big man really knows how to play..."

During the previous Tokyo War, Rock Fist turned into a giant stone man to block the Devourer's counterattack before he died. However, he was burned inside the stone, but the problem was not particularly serious.

But a period of recuperation is unavoidable.

And Fuutarou and the priest often come to take care of and visit him, but every day they will bring some Playboy magazines to relieve Iwaken. Looking at the magazines, Iwaken only feels a thousand times more painful.

But I want to look through it again...

He has been in the hospital for more than ten days, and he misses his sister in Fengsu Street so much.

"The stipend has been issued, and it seems that we haven't updated the customs tasting guide for a long time..." Fuutarou peeled an apple.

"Yeah, others thought we were dead..." the priest smoked.

"How about tonight..." Fuutarou showed a wretched expression on his face.

"The old place..." The priest also smiled.

"Tasting!" Yanquan shouted from the hospital bed.

"Are you able to move now?" Fuutarou asked Iwaken.

"I can't move yet..." Yanquan seemed to lose his throwing tile in an instant.

"That's not a big problem, add more money!" Fuutarou had already rubbed his hands.

A few people hit it off immediately, and they worked together.

"By the way, didn't Aaron go back to Tokyo? Call him together?" the priest said.

"Alright!" Fuutarou took out his mobile phone and called Brother Long, saying, "Moshi, Moxi, Aaron? What are you doing? Are you free? Can you come and play with us?"

"Yes! Yes! You can do whatever you want, and I'm sure you can do it!" Brother Long said anxiously and anxiously on the other side of the phone.

"Let's go to the old place to taste! My treat!" Fuutarou said generously.

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, and then I heard the voice of a sickly girl on the other side of the phone: "Okay, Kiryu, you are promising! Now you dare to go to that kind of place! Are you already starting to dislike me?"

"I'm not, I don't! Qian Hezi, listen to my sophistry... Bah! Listen to my explanation! That's not what I mean!" Brother Long's eager voice came from the phone again.

"Okay, are you saying that I'm boring?" came the voice of the sickly girl.

"No, uh... Ah! Ah!! Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone fell into a busy signal.

However, just these few words caused the pupils of the three present to tremble.

They have already figured out a few million words of plot...

After a long time, the priest complained: "Little young man, you are really playing well..."

"Then let's go, don't disturb the young man's interest, and I heard that Aaron will get a license in a month, so I won't take him to play after that." Fuutarou said.

"Let's go!" The priest also began to feel excited.

"Fight!" Yanquan on the hospital bed was also excited.

after an hour……

The three of them left Fengsu Street in a frivolous step, especially Yanquan was supported by two people.

"Life is so lonely like snow!" The priest lit a cigarette, showing a calm face.

"Give me one too." Fuutarou said.

The two smoked cigarettes and dragged their rock fists back.

"The Customs Tasting Guide can finally be updated again." Yan Quan groaned.

The three of them were neither sad nor happy, as if the old monk had entered into a trance, entering a state similar to the induction between heaven and man.

"Speaking of Joseph, how did you come to develop in District 11?" Fuutarou asked the priest.

"I..." the priest smoked a cigarette, as if he was nostalgic for his childhood in Florida, exhaled the smoke, and said, "Once, I heard that there was a little boy in District 11, so I came here..."

Fuutarou: "..."

Rock Fist: "..."

"Well, to be honest, I provoked LGBTQ people over there, and I was raped by the Internet, and then I came here to take refuge." The priest exhaled smoke rings, recalling the past.

"Is it so outrageous? Is it already magical to this extent in District 1?" Fuutarou complained.

"Yeah, you can't imagine the magic in District 1."

"By the way, how did you get into LGBTQ?" Yanquan was also curious.

"Me, I was about to graduate with a master's degree at that time, and then I saw some bad guys in the school bullying and beating a freshman, and forcing that freshman to go to the bathroom. I was so angry that I rushed up and beat them all." The priest said.

"And then? Isn't this doing a good deed?" Fuutarou also said.

"Then I was expelled from school as a brave man who stood up for righteousness. It was people from the news department who took the truth out of context and posted it on the Internet. In addition, there was a skin color among them. The school was blasted by LGBTQ. The school expelled me in order to calm down the incident." The priest said calmly.

Even when talking about the embarrassing things in the past, he was still laughing, as if he didn't care about these bad things about himself.

"Don't you regret it? If you don't drop out, you may be a master's student." Fuutarou said.

"I regret the hammer. My biggest regret is that I didn't escape here earlier. The group of scumbags who bought at zero yuan, the evil pen who set fire to the street, the proud boy with a gun, and the crazy bastard Bai Zuo, all go to hell!" The priest complained,
"Besides, it's been more than ten years, and it's even more magical over there. Fortunately, I got wet early."

Fuutarou and Yanquan have never been to District 1, but from what the priest said, District 1 is really a magical world. Fortunately, there are not so many moths on their side.

Just when Fuutarou and the others were making complaints, they saw a few bad girl-like guys leading a black, long and straight girl in school uniform into the alley.

The third brother was silent for a while. Seeing this scene, he felt that there was something wrong. They looked at each other and decided to take a look.

In fact, if the priest hadn't just told his story, the brothers would not hesitate to jump out and execute justice when they saw this scene.

But the priest's story just now had a bit of stamina, Fuutarou and Iwaken hesitated for about 0.1 seconds, and followed.

The priest hesitated for half a second before walking up.

As soon as I looked into the alley, I saw those unscrupulous girls grabbed the long black girl's hair, gave her a slap, and then reached out to snatch the bag from the girl's hand.

"Heh, it's been so many days, and Kawakami only has this little money in your hand." A bad girl spat out the bubble gum in her mouth onto the girl's hair with disdain.

"This is really all I have... My pocket money has been advanced half a year later, it's really gone, let me go..." The black long straight girl's tears rolled in her eyes, and she knelt down and begged.

"Won't you go to Yuan if you don't have money? It's really a waste! It's too wasteful to blind Kawakami with such a sexy body. It seems that we need to add something." The bad girl said, taking out a needle with blood in her hand.

As for these bad girls, if you observe carefully, you can find that they all have more or less pinholes on their hands.

However, suddenly, the bad girl's arm holding the pinhole was tightly clamped by a big hand like iron tongs.

"What are you doing? Smelly sister!" Fuutarou looked down at these unscrupulous girls, there was no kindness in his pupils.

"Let go of me! I want you to take care of me!" the bad girl roared angrily, and then Fuutarou exerted a little force, and the needle dropped and fell to the ground.

The priest picked up the needle, smelled it, and his expression changed instantly: "Fuck! Ice!"

Seeing the pinholes on their arms again, the three brothers immediately became red and warm.

"Sine!"

At this time, one person wanted to attack Fuutarou directly, but was beaten to the ground by the priest.

Immediately, the three of them fought with these bad girls, and they were completely scared. As long as one of these nosy guys called the police, their lives would be over.

However, they thought they had a lot of people on their side, plus there were wounded on the other side...

Then I found that Fuutarou was punching one by one, and he didn't even seem to exert any strength.

"Fuck, even though we fight, fight, go to Custom Street, watch playboys, catch fish as salary thieves, but we also understand what is disgusting evil! Bah!" Yanquan spat, and he looked around with bandages, and found a broken white plastic chair from a food stall.

The two started beating crazily, and the white plastic stool was slammed on these people like a weapon. Yan Quan, a critically ill patient who had just escaped from the hospital, was so exhausted that he was red, bloody and furious, and violently whipped the plastic stool in his hand.

"Stop hitting! We know we were wrong! Let me go!"

"Don't fight, let us go..."

"Then where did you go wrong?" Fuutarou stopped briefly and asked.

"We shouldn't have provoked your..."

"Fuck it, keep hitting!" Fuutarou became even more angry.

But the priest felt that something was wrong, he silently retreated behind the crowd, and the "Holy Book" appeared in his hand, and then a layer of holy light enveloped the place, blocking all the pictures, and he pretended to be chanting outside.

"Don't worry, I'm breastfeeding, I can't be beaten to death! Give me a ruthless and deliberate punch, and bend others!" The priest said.

This scene even stunned the black, long, straight girl who was being bullied. She thought she was done for today, but suddenly three inexplicable bastard-like people popped out.

"Hey, the Metropolitan Police Department? We encountered campus bullying here... What? You said that bullying is not your responsibility? Then they have started injecting and even selling ice, and you still care about it? If you don't care, we will take care of it!" Fuutarou said to the Metropolitan Police Department angrily.

Really bad luck!
When Fuutarou hung up the phone, those who were begging for mercy could only sob.

"Thank you...thank you..." Kawakami hadn't realized why she became like this, and she didn't even know how to thank these three people who obviously saved her.

"Don't thank me too early, you can handle it yourself when the Metropolitan Police Department comes. Anyway, I've said what happened. The needles on the ground and they are going to do toxicity testing. I can guarantee that they have started to play with needle injections. They must be terminally ill..." Fuutarou felt that he was speaking incoherently.

Anyway, the meaning is clearly expressed, and then you can communicate with the people in the Metropolitan Police Department yourself.

After finishing speaking, he even disliked his blood-stained fist. Who knows if there is any coal poison or HLV in this blood, or there is a high possibility...

The third brother wiped the blood on his clothes casually in disgust, and then he didn't even want the clothes anymore, and was about to leave straight away.

"You, your names!" the girl suddenly said behind her.

The third brother looked at each other, and Fuutarou just smiled and said: "We are just passers-by watchmen! Remember it for us!"

After finishing speaking, the third brother looked up to the sky and left with a big smile, those smiles were still echoing in the alley.

Only the young girl was left on the spot, staring blankly at the backs of the three of them in a daze.

Soon, the Metropolitan Police Department came here and immediately called 120 when they saw the delinquent girls who fell to the ground.

Although the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is a waste, when the ice in the needle tube on the ground was thrown out, and there were pinholes in the arms of several people, they were shocked to the extreme, and each of them almost became red and warm.

And happy, this is a free gift.

"Brother Mumu, we may have caught a gang suspected of transporting and selling a large number of D-products here. Come over and investigate quickly. For cases that have nothing to do with strange demons, you must investigate to the source..." The police officer in charge seemed to dial the number of a detective from a certain firm.

"Sorry, girl, can you explain what the three people who came to help you look like?" a police officer asked.

"They said they were passing Kamen Riders!" She smiled, as if something was budding in this girl named "Kawakami".

……

"Tokyo Mutual Aid Association? Fight for the new power for life?" Qiao Shuya looked at the leaflet in his hand, and then at the parade in front of him holding signs and spreading the leaflets everywhere.

He went out to buy some snacks and drinks for tomorrow's practice tour, and then he met a large group of people blocking the parade here, and the whole street was covered with brochures everywhere.

The cleaner cried and fainted in the toilet.

Also, the street was blocked by this group of people at this time, Yuan Zhiai, the irritable loli, honked the horn of the jeep at this moment.

Not only was she so irritable, every vehicle that was blocked was honking their horns crazily.

This is a traffic artery, equivalent to the main artery of the Shinjuku neighborhood.

"What's the hurry!" the blocked person scolded angrily.

Each of them started to raise the sign in their hands, and Qiao Shuya saw the words on it.

"The Metropolitan Police Department disregards human life and seeks justice for the victims of the Ayumi Akutagawa case!" "

In the first half of the sentence, Qiao Shuya agrees, but in the second half, Qiao Shuya is full of question marks.

Akutagawa Ayumi... Qiao Shuya thought of this case. During the period when he was decorating Weining Office more than two months ago, a hot girl named Akutagawa Ayumi slandered a social animal named "Hirata Ichiro" on the tram and raped herself.

And that Hirata Ichiro was fined tens of thousands of yuan, lost his job, and was raped by the Internet for a long time. When Qiao Shuya and the others found this Hirata Ichiro, he had been completely swallowed by strange demons, and he was sitting on the edge of the pier eating potato chips and drinking Coke.

That happened more than two months ago. Later, the Akutagawa Ayumi case was characterized by the police for slandering by touching porcelain, and Hirata Ichiro was also overturned. But at this time, the two protagonists of the incident had been dead for a long time.

Qiao Shuya also learned that because of the continuous fermentation of this case on the Internet, the entire 11th district started a version of "Samurai Duel".

Anyway, he felt that the world is full of wonders.

And today, these people who marched seem to want to overturn the case?

Qiao Shuya rolled down the car window, and at this moment, he saw Fuutarou, the priest and Iwaken who were also blocked on the sidewalk, and they were still unhappy. He greeted: "Hey, what a coincidence! Do you know what's going on here?"

Qiao Shuya wanted to ask the third brother who seemed to be about to go home after tasting at Fengsu Street.

(End of this chapter)