Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 442 Everyone Get Out of My Car

The Yakuza are a very special group. During the period of Japan's rapid economic development, the three major Yakuza groups assumed the responsibility of the "black gloves."

Most of the Yakuza are high school students.

Because they are young, they are exempt from legal punishment, and even if something happens, they will be released quickly.

This is why most Yakuza have the same problem.

Uneducated, illiterate, and unable to count, with only brotherhood and loyalty in his mind, he is extremely easy to fool.

Only those who have served as Yakuza for many years, reaching the middle or higher levels, and can be called leaders, can be considered intelligent.

However, once such a person is caught red-handed, they won't be able to escape, and the end result will be that they can eat pork chop rice all they want.

At this moment, on Harumi Street in Ginza, two such Yakuza teams met.

The oldest among them was not even twenty years old, but even so, they were all full of high spirits and couldn't wait to start a fight.

As for why they fought, they didn't really know either, but they had only heard that fighting was supposed to be better for their boss.

Losing a fight means being hospitalized, while winning means not going to jail – it's incredibly satisfying!

Just as the Watanabe-gumi and Yamashita-gumi were about to collide, and the situation was about to erupt, a car in the middle of the two sides suddenly turned on its hazard lights.

Both of them stopped instantly and looked at the car.

Koizumi was covered in sweat and was in a flurry of activity.

"I'm going to die! I pressed the wrong button!"

Although the hazard lights were quickly turned off, both sides continued to look at each other, and then they looked at each other.

Good! I didn't expect you guys to have people lying in ambush here beforehand!
"I never imagined that the Watanabe Group, so famous in Tokyo, would do something like this!"

"Don't say such things, you bastard! It's laughable! Didn't your Yamashita group secretly call the police? Didn't you say you'd settle this privately?"

Well, they certainly don't care whether this is a private matter or not, but if anyone reports the Yakuza brawl to the police, they will undoubtedly be condemned by both sides.

In a very short time, the two sides reached a consensus.

If you didn't do it, then smash this car!

The two groups, carrying baseball bats, looked menacing.

Koizumi gripped the steering wheel, but didn't even dare to open the door.

If the door is opened, everything will be over!
I'm afraid he'll get beaten up and bleed if he runs a few steps!
……

……

"This time, I'll leave it to Mr. Touchi."

"Of course! After all, I used to work at Toho and worked with that old man. Of course, the film academy awards will always be fair and impartial, and will not be based on the personal feelings of the judges. For a film as outstanding as this, it is my duty to vote!"

The delicious chicken soup was definitely worth it; it easily won over the judge.

Gu Ming and the indoor judge walked out of Ginza arm in arm, chatting and laughing.

Just as he was about to get on the bus after circling around the street, the scene in front of him made Gu Ming's eyes widen instantly.

"What did you do while I was away?!"

Gu Ming really couldn't understand it.

Why are so many people suddenly wanting to beat up Koizumi?
There were dozens of dark heads on both sides, looking like they might start fighting at any moment.

The indoor judge's hands trembled, and he turned to run away, but found that he could hardly walk.

This scene was truly astonishing! Especially considering that the other side consisted of a group of Yakuza who were fearless and didn't care about their lives. Social elites like him cherished their lives like birds cherish their feathers, and would never risk their lives for such a cause.

"Furutani-kun, let's just..."

"Yes, you are right."

"What did I say?"

"You said you should rest here for a while."

Gu Ming casually placed the indoor judge next to a fire hydrant, then took off his coat and draped it over the judge.

Tear off the tie, and tuck the cuffs and collar in as well.

Gu Ming strode towards the vehicle in front of him.

The car doesn't matter, but Koizumi has to be brought along!

There are a lot of people, more than forty, but if we break a sweat, we should be able to get them out.

"Hey!"

Gu Ming twirled his wrist and shouted, "Everyone, get away from that car! I can pretend I didn't see anything."

In an instant, dozens of eyes turned to Gu Ming.

While Koizumi felt the pressure ease, he became even more panicked. There were so many people!
Watanabe's group, a boy pointing a baseball bat at Gu Ming.

"Who are you? Where did you come from? Get lost, or I'll beat you up too!"

Gu Ming shook his head slightly and walked even faster.

Seeing that Gu Ming had not gone far but was instead getting closer, Watanabe and Yamashita's two groups of Yakuza suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

"Didn't you hear me tell you to get out? Are you deaf?!"

The boys from the Yamashita group came over, brandishing baseball bats.

With a flick of his wrist, Gu Ming snatched the baseball bat from everyone's eyes, snapped it in two, and broke it in two.

With a clang, the two broken pieces of the metal baseball bat fell to the ground.

Looking at the silent crowd before him, Gu Ming repeated himself.

"Everyone, get away from that car properly. I can pretend I didn't see anything."

It remained silent.

Gu Ming frowned, casually brushed aside the forest of baseball bats in front of him, and approached Yakuza, who looked like the leader.

Do you have any other opinions?

The boy whose name was called struggled to look up at Gu Ming's figure. He nodded at first, but then realized what he was doing and shook his head frantically.

No objections, absolutely none!
"That's good."

Gu Ming raised his hand and gestured.

"Let's drive."

Koizumi breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to start the car and drive out of the crowd.

As the car drove away, a young man suddenly approached from the crowd and spoke in a low voice.

"Otani."

Everyone looked over.

"That movie... I think it's about him!"

"Oh!! I know, that killer who shot and killed many people in the Metropolitan Police Department, and even that international prosecutor!"

"No, it's mutual destruction!"

"Idiot, have you even seen the second ending? You can rent it at video stores. He didn't actually die; he went abroad with Xingquan!"

"They're not showing it in theaters!"

"That was released to pass censorship; the real ending is, of course, the ending shown on the videotape!"

During their conversation, the two of them suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation.

Are you wearing the same suit as Otani?

What a coincidence, me too!

We are!

That guy is something else; he's the kind of guy who dares to pull out a gun right in front of the Metropolitan Police Department!
And ah.

Although it's just a movie.

But they really did go to the Metropolitan Police Department to film a movie!

In an instant, they looked at each other, and each seemed to see in the other an expression of instant familiarity.

We can't fight today, so let's shake hands and make peace, and do something else!

On the other side, the car, carrying the indoor judges, drove further and further away until it stopped after turning several blocks.

The indoor judges were drenched in sweat, but they also felt a surge of admiration.

"As expected of Furuya-kun, even the Yakuza were easily subdued! Haven't you heard? In the industry, many people call you the 'Yakuza Star'!"

Gu Ming: ?
What the hell?

"Haha, sorry, I've only heard about it so far. Don't worry about the movie, I'll do my best."

The indoor judges then left. Gu Ming pondered for a moment, then suddenly spoke to Xiao Quan.

"You used to work as a Yakuza in Erjiaben, right?"

"Uh, yes..."

"Try to get closer to those people you met before, and maybe tell them some interesting things."

As Gu Ming knew, there were some things that really had to be done by them.

(End of this chapter)