From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Chapter 79 No, you actually do have one!

"Damn it, so what if I bumped into you? Couldn't you have moved aside?"

Ozeki Yusuke arrogantly shouted.

Japanese people like him generally have a morbid mentality of fawning over superiors and bullying subordinates.

These lowly Central Asian immigrants are not noble white gentlemen, so what is there to be afraid of?

Moreover, Professor Saito was beside him at the moment, and there were so many junior brothers and sisters behind him.

Being watched by so many people, he naturally had the urge to show off.

"Do you idiots even know who this is? This is Professor Saito! If you accidentally injure him, you wouldn't be able to pay for it even if you sold yourselves!"

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"Apologize right now! Or I'll call the police!"

"There's no need for that, Daisuke, it's alright."

Professor Saito smiled, but the joy in his eyes showed that he was still very pleased with Ozeki Tomosuke's performance.

"Look how kind Professor Saito is! Hurry up and kneel down to thank him!"

However, after saying this, Yoshitoshi Ozeki seemed somewhat confused.

He noticed that these Central Asians in front of him showed neither anger nor fear.

Instead, a gleam appeared in their eyes, as if they had finally caught their prey, making it seem as if they had been waiting for them there for a long time.

We've finally waited for you!

What's going on?

Ogawa Yusuke was somewhat surprised, but before he could react, he saw something that looked like a book suddenly fall from the young man's body.

"what!"

Then the Central Asian youth opposite suddenly screamed.

"This guy stepped on my scriptures!"

In that instant, Ozeki Yusho paused, suddenly noticing that the people opposite him looked like hungry wolves, their eyes gleaming with a dangerous light, and took two steps forward.

He subconsciously looked down and found a thick book wrapped in kraft paper at his feet.

Damn it, these lowly bastards dare to stage an accident for extortion?

Osashi Yusuke suddenly became furious, and a strong anger surged into his brain under the influence of alcohol.

But before he could react, a bright, gleaming fist appeared in his field of vision.

"what!"

This punch acted like a signal, igniting a battle.

The remaining Central Asian youths rushed forward and began to beat up Ozeki Tomoaki and Professor Saito, who were at the front.

"Ouch! Stop, stop hitting us! We didn't mean to!"

Professor Saito was originally waiting for Tomosuke Ozeki to step in and resolve the situation, but instead he was met with a beating.

Hearing the professor's wails, the other Japanese people reacted and rushed forward, shouting.

"You bunch of bastards!"

"Damn it, don't let any of them escape!"

The people present were all young, and they had been drinking, plus they had female friends and seniors around them.

Driven by a strong sense of honor and shame, their courage increased greatly.

When they ran over, they suddenly realized that something was wrong.

A large group of people with Central Asian features had gathered from all directions; they were of all ages, some with clenched fists, others carrying baseball bats.

The only thing they had in common was that they were completely surrounded by pairs of angry eyes.

Damn it, what's going on?

The Japanese soldiers who rushed up froze, suddenly feeling a sense of dread, like when they accidentally stepped on an anthill while camping and were covered in terrifying ants.

"Yes, is there some misunderstanding?"

One of the Japanese men said with some fear.

"Was it Oogawa-kun's fault? I, we—"

"Ouch!"

Before the words were even finished, fists and sticks rained down like raindrops, eliciting a continuous groan of pain.

On the other side of the street, not far away, Qin Mo subconsciously clenched his fists, suddenly feeling a little nervous.

That's incredible!

He stared intently at Ye Xiao's figure, watching him casually light a cigarette and slowly exhale a puff of smoke, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Having money is nothing.

Old Ye is still the best.

Look at that Japanese woman next to him, she was so scared she went limp, her red lips slightly parted, her breathing a little rapid, and her eyes were practically drooling as she looked at Ye Xiao. What the hell does a man do?

Old Ye, that's a real man.

"Want to come up and throw a couple of punches?"

"Why?"

Hearing Ye Xiao's question, Qin Mo was stunned for a moment, and his face suddenly turned red.

"Fuck him!"

Qin Mo swore, which startled Ayase Haruka, who thought he had some strange fetish.

"Old Ye, leave that blond guy to me."

Qin Mo, holding a baseball bat wrapped in cloth, pointed at Osaki Yusho, who had been knocked to the ground, and said fiercely.

"He was the one who led the charge this morning!"

"Okay, don't kill him."

Ye Xiao offered a reminder, but before he could finish speaking, he saw Qin Mo suddenly rush out.

Forget it.

There shouldn't be any problem with beating a dog when it's down.

Even if Qin Mo is weak, he shouldn't be at a disadvantage in this situation.

Ye Xiao's job was to keep an eye on them and make sure they didn't kill anyone.

As an unofficial member of the police force, he was well aware of the working habits of the police in Seattle.

Although these Central Asians don't have much status in America, they can still cause a lot of trouble if something happens to them.

Especially matters involving religion are particularly troublesome to deal with.

Therefore, many police officers choose to avoid trouble and close the case hastily.

Anyway, the victims are the Japanese, not the white gentlemen or the wealthy and powerful.

"asshole!"

Qin Mo, who was swinging a baseball bat, suddenly felt a powerful force coming from him, as if the bat had hit a steel pipe, making his hands go numb.

What's going on?

Qin Mo stared at the broken baseball bat, not yet able to react, when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and then he was sent flying several meters backward.

No, is he really that unlucky?

They've already kicked a dog while it was down, and yet they still managed to get killed in return?

Ye Xiao frowned slightly and glanced at Da Guan Youxiang, who had suddenly jumped up.

The once handsome man was now covered in blood, his clothes were tattered, his blond hair was messy, he bared his teeth, and stared with dark eyes, looking like a demon from hell.

"Damn it, does he have rabies?"

"Be careful!"

In the instant everyone was in a daze, a black shadow flashed by, and a sharp claw suddenly slashed at the person closest to them.

However, just as the sharp nails were about to sever his throat, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed him tightly.

"Why is it you?"

Daiguchi Yuxiang looked at Ye Xiao, who was blocking his way, with slight surprise.

Although he didn't know him personally, he vaguely remembered that there was such a prominent figure in the academy.

He is said to be quite shrewd and influential in Seattle. He knows people in the police department and even professors at the college have to give him some respect.

Dai Guan Youxiang never expected that tonight's events were actually a trap set by Ye Chi.

That's not surprising!

"So what if it's me?"

Ye Xiao calmly turned his head and looked down at Da Guan Youxiang.

"You actually conspired with these guys to ambush me!"

Dai Guan Youxiang roared furiously, "Damn it, Ye Chi, I'm going to sue you at the consulate, in court, and make sure you rot in jail!"

"What collusion?"

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow slightly and asked softly, "I was just passing by with my girlfriend when I saw you committing violence."

"What!?"

Yoshito Ozeki was stunned by this shameless answer.

How can he have the nerve to deny something so obvious?

He didn't do this, so could it have been done by a ghost?

Upon hearing this, the Central Asian youths nodded in agreement.

"Don't talk nonsense. I do know the gentleman, but tonight you stepped on our scriptures, insulted our religion, and even tried to hit someone first, didn't you?"

"Exactly! You shameless Japanese dog, go ahead and sue me if you dare, stop biting people randomly!"

hateful!

Dai Guan Youxiang glared angrily at Ye Chi, who remained calm, and was so angry he felt like he was about to vomit blood.

How did this damn guy manage to bewitch such a group of accomplices?

And how did he know that they would be here tonight?

Thinking of this, Oguchi Yuxiang suddenly saw a figure behind Ye Xiao, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if struck by lightning, and stood there dumbfounded.

"Ayase-san, how could you?!"

"I, I————"

Ayase Haruka's face paled, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Ye Chi's arms, their intimate manner particularly jarring to behold.

Daiguchi Yuxiang opened his mouth, his mind filled with many questions, but he didn't know how to express them.

He knew about Haruka Ayase's relationship with a female classmate and even helped her a lot.

But unexpectedly, before he could even get a taste of the meat, Ye Xiao took advantage of the situation and made a move!

Despite his anger, Yoshitoshi Ogawa managed to regain some composure.

He slowly withdrew his hand, looked coldly at Ye Xiao, and forced a mocking smile.

"Now that Mr. Ye is here, please hurry up and help capture these thugs."

"These guys beat up my classmate and our esteemed professor for no reason. This is a very serious diplomatic incident that you cannot afford to handle!"

Daiguchi Yuxiang arrogantly raised his head, wanting Ye Chi to know his confidence.

"Snapped!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud slap was heard.

Everyone stared in surprise at Ogushi Yuxiang, whose face bore a red mark and who was clearly stunned by the slap.

"Isn't he just a foreigner?"

"So what if we hit him?"

Ye Xiao slowly wiped his hands, his tone filled with the same arrogance as those white people.

"What America has in abundance is immigrants."

WTF? !

Upon hearing this, Professor Saito, who was standing nearby, felt a dull ache in his chest, which had just been hit.

This guy actually dared to use what I said during the day to attack me?

He clearly remembered saying in his speech that morning that it would be best to expel all the international students from the University of Tokyo from America because they were all thieves, and because America had no shortage of immigrants.

There will always be better people to replace them.

"Ye Xiao! Don't be so arrogant!"

Osaki Yusuke's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "I don't believe you're afraid of nothing! I'll remember this, and you just wait until next time!"

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"Who let you leave?"

Just as Oguchi Yuxiang was about to swallow his anger and turn to leave, Ye Xiao suddenly reached out and pressed down on his shoulder.

"what?"

"Are you sure you're not mistaken about something?"

A slight smile appeared on Ye Xiao's indifferent face, but he uttered extremely cold words.

"I now suspect you of using illegal substances. To protect the public from harm, please come with me to the station."

Contraband?!

Although the United States has begun to legalize American herbal products, it still maintains very strict regulations on controlled substances such as American cocoa and Fanta.

Even the police have very broad legal law enforcement powers.

Simply put, if your behavior arouses my suspicion, you'd better obediently undergo an examination.

Furthermore, illegal possession of any quantity of controlled substances, even without the intent to distribute them, may violate the Federal Controlled Substances Act.

"Sir, you may have made a mistake."

Professor Saito, enduring the pain, forced a smile and stepped forward to explain, "Ozeki is an excellent student. He just had some drinks today and was a little agitated. It's impossible for him to be in possession of controlled substances, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yoshitoshi Ogawa took two steps back, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

No, you actually have one!

Professor Saito was stunned, and so were the students.

No wonder Okuma Yu-hsiang has so much energy. He goes to classes 996 during the day and dances in nightclubs and bars at night.

At first, they thought that Daiguchi Yuxiang had become addicted to reading, but they never expected that he had been using enhancement drugs behind their backs!

"Ye Xiao, don't push me!"

Ozeki Yusuke's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the veins on his arms bulged.

Ye Xiao withdrew his gaze, clearly sensing a familiar aura, and coldly warned.

"Unrelated citizens are requested to evacuate as soon as possible."

Upon hearing this, the crowd that had been surrounding them immediately dispersed and looked over from a distance.

Taking advantage of that moment, Yoshitoshi Ogawa turned and ran.

But Ye Xiao seized the opportunity to grab his arm and asked calmly, "Where do you think you're going?"

Damn it!

Daiguchi Yuxiang panicked and pulled hard.

He was indeed carrying prohibited controlled items, and he had secretly used one while he was being beaten on the ground.

The powerful boost from the enhancer allowed Yoshito Ozeki to easily punch an adult male.

However, at this moment, Dai Guan Youxiang felt that Ye Chi's arm was like an iron chain, completely motionless, and he was easily controlled.

"What?!"

Daiguchi Yuxiang looked back in confusion, seemingly seeing a familiar reaction in Ye Xiao.

Damn it!

Don't you also use enhancers?

Why are you arresting me!

"asshole!"

Ozeki Yusuke turned around angrily, his nails becoming sharp and hard.

With a swing of her long arms, her ten sharp fingernails moved with such ferocity that they seemed to tear Ye Xiao's face apart.

Faced with those sharp nails, Ye Xiao remained unfazed and took a small step back to dodge.

The metal "GG" sign next to it had been torn apart by Yoshitoshi Ogawa!

Good heavens, is this even human?!

The onlookers were stunned, staring in disbelief at the scene before them.

What on earth did Yoshitoshi Ozeki eat?

Even American cocoa or steroids like trenbolone shouldn't be this extreme!

This guy's practically turned into Superman!

Wait, Superman?

Just as everyone was in a daze, a police car suddenly stopped in front of them.

Several police officers hurriedly got out of the car, looking at the scene before them with equal surprise.

At this moment, Daigushi Yuxiang had gone mad like a murderer, his eyes were bloodshot, and he pressed forward step by step. His hands were like steel claws, and he even left deep claw marks on the wall.

Ye Xiao slowly retreated, indicating that the situation was not good.

"We are the Seattle Police Department. Please stop in your tracks and stand still!"

Seth quickly stepped forward and warned him.

"Be careful, he might have used contraband! It's dangerous now!"

"What?"

Upon hearing Ye Xiao's reminder, Seth and the others were momentarily stunned, then their nerves immediately tightened, and their bodies moved instinctively, drawing their sidearms from their waists.

"Warning! Cease all movement, sir, or we will open fire!"

"Please don't move anymore!"

Several policemen nervously set up their guns and stood in tense standoff with Oguchi Yuxiang.

To be honest, they were also very scared.

After all, it's hard for the average person to understand what kind of bizarre things those who take banned substances might do.

After their brains have been dominated by chemical products, they can no longer be called human.

That's clearly the case with Yoshitoshi Ozeki.

Upon seeing Seth and the others, he became even angrier.

Having been fooled by Ye Xiao, he even harbored thoughts of killing Seth and the others.

"Sir, please stop!"

"Please, just stand there!"

Faced with Ogushi Yuxiang's relentless pressure.

Just as he raised his hand with its sharp nails, a cry of surprise pierced the night sky.

"Damn it, he's carrying a dangerous weapon!"

Before he could finish speaking, a series of gunshots rang out.

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