I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 28 Buddha Says Beat to Death

He used a self-sacrifice technique, or...?!
What was happening before his eyes was beyond Kuroda Takeshi's common sense. He subconsciously felt that there might be danger behind him. Before he could turn around, a pair of strong bare hands grabbed his wrist holding the sword.

Kuroda Takeshi immediately used his elbow to hit the weak joints of his arm in an attempt to force him to let go, but was then shocked to find that his elbow was completely ineffective. It felt like hitting a wall when it hit his arm.

"The sword is good, but the man is bad."

Kuroda Takeshi listened to the man behind him.

At the same time, he began to pry his hands apart with a force that was enough to crush bones.

"hateful!"

Kuroda Takeshi gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist, but found in despair that his strength was not enough to even stop him.

Those hands seemed like mechanical creations executing predetermined orders, making him feel inexplicably powerless to resist the mechanical press.

No matter how he struggled, he could only watch as he broke his sword-holding wrist like breaking dry firewood. The unbearable pain made him let go of his hand, and the wakizashi fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

Click (sound of Seven's broken leg).

"Ahhh!"

Kuroda Takeshi couldn't help but scream, his eyes went dark, and all the strength in his body dissipated instantly.

He half-knelt on the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans dripping from his forehead, and his wrists were completely numb.

He held his broken wrist in front of his stomach and looked up. The person standing in front of him was the high school waiter from the previous restaurant.

But the strange thing is that he was naked, without any clothes on, and he could have been portrayed by painters on the dome of the church as the image spokesperson of the archangel in the Bible legend.

"How can it be?!"

Kuroda Takeshi couldn't figure out how he did it. He was stunned for a moment and looked at the clothes on the ground that were cut by the wakizashi.

"magician?"

Magic? Sorry, it's not something so sophisticated, it's just pure witchcraft.

Dong Ye Yu first took off his sweatshirt, deliberately exposing a flaw to lure him to attack, and then used the sweatshirt to block his sight the moment he drew his knife, turning back into his original fox form.

It's that simple: sneak behind him from the blind spot and then turn into a human.

Poor my pants and shoes, they have been with me for several years and now they are gone.

Dongye Yu looked at the overalls and canvas shoes that had turned into pieces not far away and sighed.

Although I had already prepared myself mentally for the clothes to be damaged, I still felt a pang of pain in my heart when it really happened.

It's not just because of nostalgia.

Also, I only have two sets of old clothes to wear, and now there is only one set left.

Thinking of this, Higashino Yu felt even worse and picked up the wakizashi that had fallen on the ground.

While he was in a daze and sighing, Kuroda Takeshi had already staggered some distance away.

As a gangster cadre, he knew one thing very well: running away was shameful but useful!

Humph, you want to escape?!

Higashino Yu first stomped on the right leg of Yoshiwara Yuma, who was crawling on the ground trying to escape, and then chased after Kuroda Takeshi with great momentum like Kuafu.

A bunch of pests!
Kuroda Takeshi was staggering in front. When he heard the noise behind him and looked back, he was suddenly frightened and lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Higashino Yu was chasing him closely, and Kuroda Takeshi had no time to stand up. He could only crawl backwards while screaming in horror. "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. What are you going to do?!"

"Scholar? Are you worthy of being called a scholar? You are like a wild dog, are you worthy of saying that?"

"Weren't you very arrogant just now in the restaurant, huh?"

Dong Yeyu rushed forward and grabbed the old man by the collar, raising his fist as big as a sandbag, "Didn't you want me to change your shoes myself?"

With a thud, a punch hit his nose, causing blood to flow out. His nose was crooked and it was like a sauce shop, with salty, sour and spicy flavors all rolling out.

Kuroda Takeshi couldn't break free, his wrist was broken again, and he stared with his swollen eyes, gasping for breath.

"Street fighting is illegal! You are a high school student, don't you want to study? Don't you want a future?! Who allowed you to do this?"

"Of course it's the Buddha. I asked him before I came here. He said to beat him to death!"

At this moment, Dong Yeyu had completely lost the gentleness and courtesy of an excellent student, as if he wanted to vent all the anger he had been holding back all night.

He raised his fist and punched him again between his eye sockets and eyebrows, causing the eye sockets to crack and his black eyeballs to pop out.

Immediately afterwards, he punched him in the jaw again, and with a "pu" sound, his old teeth fell out and were covered in blood.

If someone showed up at this time, the next day's Asahi Shimbun would probably have a shocking news story - a naked man in Arakawa Ward violently beat up a 50-year-old gangster official in the street.

Dong Yeyu also knew that things would get worse if things went on for too long, so he threatened fiercely, "If you dare to call the police, I will kill your whole family. Do you hear me?"

Kuroda Takeshi breathed rapidly and nodded quickly, saying he didn't dare.

I haven't lived enough. I finally got to be the boss of my younger brother, but now he dies like this. Isn't it a pity?

All veteran gangsters know that young people under the age of 20 are the most likely to get drunk.

And he changes his attitude faster than a dog. When this guy was in the restaurant, he looked handsome and had a gentle temperament, like a scholar, but now he is like a mad dog to you, and his eyes are so murderous!

If I don't go along with him, he might get so angry that he doesn't even want a future and end up killing himself!
You have to know that in those years when gangs fought each other, most of the people who killed were these young people, who were so hot-blooded that they didn't care about anything.

It was still like this in the Heisei era, a knife would go in, white in and red out, and many times people would die on the spot before they could even be taken to the hospital.

Many bosses cursed at the time. They said, "I was eating hotpot and singing, when suddenly the pot was overturned, the record player was smashed, my silver bracelet was tied, the iron fence was pulled, and I was put in jail."

The younger brother stabbed someone to death and the boss went to jail. How can this be justified?
Is there any heavenly principle? Are there any laws?
Dong Yeyu saw that he was quite aware of the current situation and nodded his approval. This old Deng was quite smart and controlled his strength to throw two more punches.

No, you're addicted to it, right?

Kuroda Takeshi was stunned at the time. I told him I didn’t dare to call the police, so why did you still hit me?

Is this kid sick?

His thoughts stopped here. After all, he was almost fifty years old, and his body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex. He could not withstand such a blow and passed out on the spot.

"Faking death, huh?"

Dong Yeyu grabbed him by the collar and shook him. Lao Deng had an ugly look on his face and didn't move. He was probably not pretending to be dead, but was indeed unconscious. So he threw him to the ground.

To be fair, break one of his legs - both of his younger brothers have broken legs, there is no reason for you, as the big brother, to keep breaking them.

Kaka!

With a stomping of the foot, Kuroda Takeshi's leg was bent into a horrifying angle. He was unconscious and groaned with an ugly expression, but did not wake up.

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