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She couldn't call the police herself, and if she was distracted by her phone, she might be caught by the enemy.

Although Sakura Ayame was so cautious, she was still forced into a desperate situation.

The back door of the park is closed at night!

It was also at this time that she remembered that she had ignored the warning that the park was closed for maintenance and quietly sneaked in through the main gate.

Chapter 140: The beginning of online death penalty cases

Street lights on both sides illuminate this deserted area.

A large lock was added to the back door of the park to lock the passage to the outside.

Sakura Ayame felt like crying but had no tears.

She had graduated from high school three years ago, and tonight she was still wearing a high school uniform that didn't fit her well.

The evening breeze was not cold, but when it blew on her body, a chill ran from bottom to top, chilling her heart.

Looking at the deserted streets outside the door and the residential buildings surrounded by walls, even the lights were off.

Why does everyone go to bed so early?

Sakura Ayame shouted in her heart and turned around to run in another direction, but her right calf suddenly twitched and a strong pain came from her right calf.

She was not usually very good at sports. If she suddenly ran very fast and stopped to let the wind blow her, she would get cramps if she tried to run quickly again.

"Ah!" Sakura Ayame screamed heart-wrenchingly and even thought about dying.

Why Are Calf Cramps So Painful?

Her mind went blank in pain.

When Sakura Ayame recovered from the pain of cramps, she found three figures on the ground, and the Apple phone she bought with her hard work was already in the hands of others.

The live broadcast was obviously shut down.

Ying Caiya suppressed the fear in her heart and said flatteringly, "Brother, don't hit anyone.

I was afraid of the pain and I didn't see anything.

You can take my picture, write down my name and address, and use them to threaten me not to tell anyone about these things. "

Sakura Ayame proposed a reasonable solution, and said with tears in her eyes: "Please don't use violence against me, I'm very good, brother~"

The three men in suits looked at each other, their eyes hidden by their sunglasses, but their expressions were a little awkward.

Their mission was to take the homeless away and hand them over to their superiors.

For normal residents like this, getting lost is a troublesome thing.

It would be even more troublesome if a family member called the police.

Judging from what happened just now, this woman was still live streaming on some software.

If things get out of hand, it will be difficult for them to clean up the mess.

But it's a bit worrying to just let this woman go.

Seeing Sakura Caiya's pitiful face, one of them was eager to make a move and said, "How about we take a video of what we do with her?"

"you're so dumb."

Another older man mocked, squatted down, lifted up Sakura Ayame's skirt and said, "Look, is this a decent woman?

It's naive to expect this woman to shut up just by showing her the video."

Ying Caiya immediately said seriously: "Brother, I am a blogger who does not show my face, and I am also a college student.

I do this just to save up money for tuition, not to do it for a long time."

Although Sakura Ayame feels that in front of money, dignity is like toilet paper, which can be thrown away at will.

But at this time, she still had to firmly defend her dignity. Only in this way could she let the three people in front of her let her go.

"I don't know the homeless guy well, so I don't care what happens to him."

"It seems to make sense."

"She's really good at talking but not doing anything. This bitch who's willing to do anything for money is not trustworthy at all. If this is discovered, just arrest her as well.

Those people who watched it online probably don’t have the courage to call the police.” Sugimoto Yoshiyuki’s words made the two juniors nod in unison.

There is no strict distinction between the positions of the three people, but in Japan's corporate culture, the status of a senior itself represents a certain power.

"Then listen to what the senior says."

Sakura Ayame immediately yelled, "No, don't!"

She didn't know what would happen if she was caught, but she was sure that it would not be a good thing.

There are often conspiracy theories on the Internet that homeless people’s organs are easily sold, or that they are captured and used as guinea pigs for drug testing by a pharmaceutical company.

In short, it will not have anything to do with reconciliation.

"Haha, even if you scream your throat out, no one will come to save you, you stinky bitch!"

A flash of anger flashed across Sugimoto Yoshiyuki's face. He raised his hand and slapped Sakura Ayame hard on the face, cursing: "Your parents worked hard to send you to college, but you didn't study hard and got into this business instead. You deserve to meet us!"

As he spoke, his movements were very rough. He directly grabbed Sakura Ayame's hair and dragged her in the direction back and forth.

"Wow." Sakura Ayame was in so much pain that tears were streaming down her face. She had never experienced such pain before.

"Don't take me away, please. You can do whatever you want to me, just let me go."

"It's too late to be afraid now. It's your fault for choosing to do this job and not listening to advice!"

Yoshiyuki Sugimoto became angrier and angrier as he spoke, not just because his actions were seen.

It's more that Sakura Ayame's behavior stimulated some bad memories.

Yoshiyuki Sugimoto thought of his own daughter. He had done many shady things in the Sumitomo Group, and used the money he earned to support his daughter's study abroad.

The purpose is to make my daughter have a bright future and not let her work like me, working for others.

It turned out that girl was actually transgender abroad.

Then she got addicted to drugs that she shouldn't have taken and ended up working as a prostitute on the street.

Yoshiyuki Sugimoto was furious. He had worked hard to send his daughter abroad so that she could study abroad, not to become a lady in another country.

When he announced the severance of their father-daughter relationship, the girl sent that video back to mock him.

Yoshiyuki Sugimoto was so angry that he vomited blood, and he hated those industries.

He would rather take a detour than set foot on any street with brothels.

As soon as he got involved, he would be reminded of the scene where his daughter was exercising with an old man in the United States.

He was in a depressed mood and kept replaying the short video of his daughter in his mind, and his movements became increasingly violent.

The two juniors, one lifting their feet and the other lifting their waists, ignored Sakura Ayame's shouts and carried her directly to where the van was.

……

The van stopped at the square of Kamogawa Park.

The door in the middle of the box was open, revealing a knocked-out homeless man.

The driver's door also opened.

A man fell to the ground.

"Sato?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Yoshiyuki Sugimoto's face. His eyes swept across the small fountain pool and the empty rest benches, but he could not see any sign of people.

He became irritable and asked, “Did someone ignore the warning and sneak in again?

Really, there are maintenance warning signs outside, why don’t you listen and sneak in? "

He loosened his right hand, and the other two also loosened their hands, causing Sakura Ayame to fall heavily to the ground.

She didn't dare to scream anymore, but just curled up her body and made whimpering sounds. She missed the warm quilt in the rented house and those enthusiastic netizens who would leave messages calling her the female Bodhisattva as long as she sent some revealing pictures.

She has always been cared for by everyone, so when has she ever suffered such hardship?

Sakura Ayame took a deep breath and decided that if nothing happened this time, she would definitely mend her ways and never work in this dangerous industry again.

Seeing that he couldn't find anyone in a short time, Sugimoto Yoshiyuki said helplessly: "Let's leave quickly and don't delay any longer."

"You can't leave."

A charming voice sounded from behind.

The three of them widened their eyes and looked back, only to find that a blond European and American man had been standing behind them since they had no idea.

Very strong body.

His skin is very fair, unlike the tanned skin of those big guys in the gym.

"who are you?"

"Dior."

Qingze answered slowly.

While strolling in the ancient city of Kyoto, he discovered some anomalies and decided to deal with them.

Tonight was not on that schedule.

However, like everyone else, he always feels happy when he sees beautiful scenery.

But this pleasure turns into annoyance when seeing some people being immoral and littering and urinating and defecating at will.

Not only him, but anyone who encounters such a thing will not be able to remain in a happy mood.

It’s just that he is better than ordinary people. For those who are immoral, he directly uses the Internet’s case judgment standards, starting with the death penalty.

……

"Brother, help!"

Sakura Ayame didn't care how her savior appeared, and quickly crawled forward on all fours, ignoring the cramping pain in her right calf.

She hugged Qingze's thighs and cried, "Woo, woo, they are all crazy."

Snapped!

Qingze slapped Ying Caiya in the face, and she was stunned. She even forgot to cry and just stared at him blankly.

"Don't try to get close to me, just stand by and watch."

"Hi."

Sakura Ayame answered timidly, with a strange emotion rising in her heart.

For some reason, she would feel terrified and frightened if a man in a suit hit her.

When Dio hit her, Sakura Ayame was surprised to find that she felt no fear in her heart, only a sense of obedience and a desire to be honest and obedient.

It seemed normal to be beaten by this man.

Even she didn't know why, maybe it was because he was handsome.

Sakura Ayame secretly glanced at the strong thighs and her face turned slightly red.

"I didn't expect that there would still be people who want to act as heroes these days. Forget it, let's kidnap this guy as well."

Yoshiyuki Sugimoto growled.

Looking at the European and American faces, he thought of the white men in his daughter's video, and his anger grew.

Damn all foreigners!

Yoshiyuki Sugimoto took out the stun gun distributed by Sumitomo Group.

The other two also took out their stun guns and aimed them at Qingze, fearing that they would not be able to knock this strong man down in one go.

Looking at the stun guns in their hands, Sakura Ayame's face turned pale. She subconsciously wanted to continue hugging Qingze's thighs, but suddenly thought of what he said and had to suppress the impulse.

She prayed silently in her heart, Dio must win!

Looking at those strong arms, it seems like a stun gun can't deal with them all at once. Maybe we can even win.

Of course, that's just a woman's ignorant thinking.