This man is a demon

Xiong Yi was stunned and said quickly: "I am just an ordinary person and don't want to get involved in these things."

"Okay." Kitagawa Aki did not hesitate. He stood up, picked up the 10 million yen card, put it in his pocket and walked out.

Xiongyi was surprised. He didn't expect Beichuan Qiu to leave as soon as he said so. He looked at the table and hurriedly shouted, "Guest, wait a minute, you forgot to bring something."

Kitagawa Aki just took out a total of 2,000 yen, a bank card, and an envelope, but now he only took the bank card.

"That's yours." Kitagawa Aki smiled. "There's more than 24 yen in it. It's all Takahashi Jiro's property. The court also ordered compensation, but he doesn't seem to intend to fulfill it. This is wrong, so I'll pay it back to you on his behalf."

"This?" Xiong was stunned, staring at the boss, looking at the envelope in disbelief.

Beichuan Qiu smiled, turned around and walked out. Four bodyguards in suits surrounded him and protected him in the middle.

As soon as he stepped out of the barbecue restaurant, a figure chased out from behind. It was the girl. She stood in front of everyone and stared at Beichuan Qiu.

"You said I could take revenge myself, right? I can!"

Her tone was firm, the evening breeze blew up the hem of her school uniform. She was just an ordinary high school student.

"Hehe." Beichuan Qiu smiled and shook his head: "You are not yet an adult, and you also have a father. These things should not be done by you. This is wrong, so go back."

"No, I can!" The girl rushed in, trying to prove her determination, but was stopped outside by two bodyguards.

Xiongyi also rushed out of the store and was relieved to see that his daughter was fine.

Beichuan Qiu ignored the girl's shouting and walked straight to the luxury stretch limousine. A bodyguard came up and opened the door.

As he bent over to walk into the car door.

A police car came roaring over and stopped on the side of the road.

Nana Matsushima got out of the police car and saw Kitagawa Aki next to the luxury car. She didn't even recognize him at first glance. After a while, she said, "Hey, Kitagawa Aki, why are you here?"

"Ah~ Isn't this my senior sister?" Beichuan Qiu smiled: "I just came here to eat barbecue, is there a problem?"

"Someone called the police. There is a yakuza gang intimidating businesses here. What's going on?" Matsushima Nana frowned and looked around.

Seeing Yuichi and the girl, she didn't think that Kitagawa Aki would do something to threaten a merchant.

This question was also asked to Xiong Yi.

"No, I didn't call the police?" Xiong Yi looked confused and turned to look at his daughter.

"Neither did I." The girl also shook her head. Thinking of what she had just said about calling the police, she quickly defended herself, "I was just saying that."

After she finished speaking, she took out her cell phone to prove her innocence.

"Forget it, let's not worry about who called the police and what's going on now?" Matsushima Nana waved her hands. She now has complicated feelings towards Kitagawa Aki.

I want to see it, but I’m afraid to see it.

"It's just a little misunderstanding, just explain it clearly." Beichuan Qiu smiled and got into the car: "Senior sister, I'll leave first if you're fine. Call me anytime if you need cooperation."

"Hey!" Nana Matsushima wanted to say something, but she saw the car door was closed and she drove away.

"Asshole!" She stamped her feet in anger and turned to look at Xiongyi and his daughter: "Tell me, what's going on."

When Kitagawa Aki entered the stretch limousine, Ayase Kaede was sitting on the leather sofa inside, crossing her legs with a glass of wine in her hand:

"It tastes good."

"Drink as much as you want. That woman won't make me pay for it." Beichuan Qiu sat down and saw that his shirt was unbuttoned for ventilation. This kind of clothes was really uncomfortable to wear.

Ayase Feng smiled and said, "Did you forget to leave your contact information?"

"Officer Nana has my phone number, and with her responsible attitude, she will definitely leave her own contact information." Kitagawa Akira smiled: "Yuichi will get my phone number from her soon. He is a good man, and this is his only chance to change his family's predicament. All I have to do is make him trust me."

"You look like a villain in a movie now." Ayase Feng pouted: "But you asked me to call the police using a pay phone. How can I be sure that it is Nana who came?"

"Because she's on duty at this time." Beichuan Qiu waved his hand: "As long as the time is checked, it must be her. If it's not her, I can just leave my business card, but this will reduce my credibility."

Beichuan Qiu turned his head and looked out the window: "It's almost time for the show to begin."

The time came to the third night.

The bikers under the Hydration Society suddenly received a call from their respective leaders to bring their weapons and gather at an abandoned factory to do something big.

The roar of various modified motorcycles and the colorful lights made the abandoned factory look like a dance hall.

Hundreds of hooligans gathered together, shouting, making noise, and dancing wildly.

They soon discovered that the group leader who had gathered them had not shown up.

The gangsters asked each other, but none of them could find the whereabouts of their leader.

"Click."

A circle of searchlights suddenly lit up around, illuminating the scene into a circular stage.

"Who is playing tricks?"

"Come out, I'm going to chop you up!"

When the gangsters gathered together, they felt that they were all brothers behind them.

At this time, a van slowly drove out from the darkness and stopped on the stage drawn by the searchlight.

The car door opened and six sturdy men in suits walked out. They all held guns in their hands. With their other hands, they dragged out several thugs wearing only shorts from the car and threw them on the ground.

"Captain?" Someone among the gang immediately recognized these guys who were only left with their underpants.

Although they were reckless, they did not rush forward when they saw the real guns, and they even spoke much more quietly than before.

Another car drove aside and stopped.

The bodyguards in black stood respectfully in a row, saluted 90 degrees toward the car, and opened the door.

Kitagawa Aki, dressed in a suit and tie and a black windbreaker, got out of the luxury car.

Chapter 163 Call Me Teacher

When Kitagawa Aki appeared, the surroundings instantly became quiet. The bikers stopped shouting and looked over here in surprise. It was obvious that he was a big shot just by his appearance.

They are a bit reckless, but they also bully the weak and fear the strong.

Ayase Kaede stood behind Kitagawa Aki, wearing a black suit, a hip skirt, black stockings, and high heels, dressed like an office lady. She was 1.78 meters tall and in high heels, she was half a head taller than Kitagawa Aki.

She was holding a briefcase in her hand, her medium-short hair was tied into a pigtail, and she was smiling wickedly.

Now there is dead silence.

Kitagawa Aki gestured to the man in the black suit beside him.

The burly man in the black suit bowed his head and waved to his colleague behind him.

There were ten of them in total. They opened the trunk of the luxury car, unzipped the travel bag, and took out submachine guns and grenades, as well as bulletproof vests, night vision goggles, daggers and other military equipment, and quickly armed themselves.

In the silent night, there was only the sound of guns colliding and the "click" of loaded guns.

They acted as if the hundreds of biker gang members around them didn't exist. They armed themselves as if no one was around, quietly, silently, and professionally.

The bikers didn't see the situation clearly at first, but by the time they could see clearly, the black suits had already been changed.

From an ordinary bodyguard to a mercenary armed to the teeth.

Some people in the crowd had already sensed something was wrong and quietly stepped back, but they didn't dare to run directly. No one wanted to be the first to do so.

The mercenaries changed into their equipment, divided into five teams of two, walked to the five corners of the abandoned factory, and then walked towards the middle together.

They held submachine guns and walked slowly, and every step felt like stepping on a person's heart.

"No... don't come over here."

After all, the bikers are all underage kids, and they usually fight with their fists.

In their eyes, the submachine gun in front of them looked like the Grim Reaper's scythe, approaching step by step. Those who could not withstand it were so scared that they started crying and tried their best to squeeze into the middle.

There are also those who are able to endure the pain, their faces are equally pale and their legs are wobbling.

In just a few minutes, more than a hundred people were squeezed in by ten fully armed bodyguards. The crowd seemed to give them a little more sense of security.

Everyone was trying to squeeze in, but no one dared to make a sound.

Silence, fear.

In their frightened eyes, the Grim Reaper stopped, holding up his submachine gun, and continued to encircle them.

Beichuan Qiu then raised his legs, and his leather shoes stepped on the abandoned construction site, making a crisp "tapping" sound.

There were clearly more than a hundred people present, but it seemed as if he was the only one there, and the sound of his footsteps was clearly heard by everyone.

The faces of the bikers changed, and they looked at Kitagawa Aki from time to time, and then immediately looked at the armed bodyguards.

It seemed like if you weren't careful, flames would spurt out of the muzzle of the gun.

Kitagawa Aki walked to the front of the crowd and stopped, looking at the bikers, but did not speak or make any unnecessary movements.

Just watch quietly.

His expression was calm, without any emotion.

These naughty kids, who relied on their minor status and were fearless, turned pale in front of the black muzzle of the gun.

Of course they knew that the person in front of them could not really kill anyone.

But it is certain that the one who stands out will be crippled to establish authority.

None of them wants to be the one being bullied.

As time passed, tension spread among the bikers.

There were more than a hundred people present, and only the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

"Ah sneeze!"

A sudden sneeze sounded, coming from one of the five biker gang leaders on the left side of Kitagawa Aki, a yellow-haired man.

They were now only wearing boxer briefs, their hands and feet were tied with ropes, and the Tokyo evening breeze was very cold blowing on their skin.

Huang Mao sneezed, so everyone looked at him. He turned pale, and under everyone's gaze, his spirit finally collapsed:

"Please, let me go. I will do whatever you want me to do!"

Beichuan Qiu slowly turned his head, his expression calm: "No, I don't intend to ask you to do anything."

"So what do you want?!" The yellow-haired man collapsed, his nose running: "I am a member of the Water Association, and I am a minor, so I am protected by the law!"

His voice was hoarse and full of frustration. The biker gang members who knew him couldn't help but feel grieving for him and secretly clenched their fists.

Beichuan Qiu didn't say anything and just looked at him quietly.

His silence finally gave Huang Mao some courage: "No matter who you are, there are so many people here, you can't hide it!"

He turned around and yelled at the bikers:

"Don't be afraid, we are minors. They don't dare to really shoot. They are just trying to scare us! There are so many of us, there is no need to be afraid!"

After all, Huangmao is the leader of the biker gang. Although he is not very brave, he has some courage.

Under his instigation, the fear in the hearts of the bikers below the stage turned into anger, but no one took the initiative to rush out.

The originally silent team gradually began to push and shove each other in small steps, becoming uneasy.

The yellow-haired man keenly sensed the change in the atmosphere, and with a glimmer of hope rising in his heart, he shouted to the two people in the crowd: "Nobita, Sato!"

The two of them were standing in the crowd, and when their names were called, they immediately attracted the attention of the people around them.

The team leader was tied up and was fine blending in with the crowd, but now that he was called out, young people were very concerned about their reputation and the looks from people around them made them blush.

The people around them gradually separated, making the two more conspicuous.

The yellow-haired man stole a glance at Beichuan Qiu again, and seeing that he did not move, his fear eased a little, and he shouted hoarsely: "Nobita, Sato, we are brothers! The Water Association is behind us!"

The restlessness of the biker gang is becoming more and more obvious. If there is a water gathering, the worst that can happen here is a beating.

They looked around, waiting for someone to step forward, and then followed suit.

The crowd began to get restless and there was noise.

The scene is about to get out of control.

Beichuan Qiu smiled, looked at the middle-aged man behind the yellow-haired man, and waved at him.

Behind the nameless leader, who was left with only his shorts, stood five people of different heights, weights and bodies. Although they were also wearing suits, they were clearly different from the Yakuza.

The middle-aged man behind the yellow-haired man suddenly said, "Erqiao, do you still remember me?"