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"You're so arrogant, aren't you? You actually dared to say that to me before. Are you scared now?"

"I never thought that you would bring guns when you're outnumbered and bullying the minority. You're truly a gangster, without a trace of morality."

Facing the pitch-black muzzle of the gun, Kujo Ditaro was a little nervous, but not too scared.

After all, his intuition told him that this gun could not cause much harm to him.

"You little brat! You still dare to challenge me? Do you really think I dare not shoot?"

"I really think you don't dare to shoot."

"Behave yourself, kid! Get down on your knees now, or I'll shoot you!"

"If you have the ability...just drive."

Kujo Ditaro lowered his hands, his mind highly concentrated, veins bulging all over his body.

"Stop! Chuan Gang, big brother said that we can't hurt his life."

"Yeah, you can't mess around with such a great man."

"Get lost! You faggot! Times have changed, you little bastard. You can't stand up to bullets. Now get down on your knees and apologize!"

The man was waving a pistol, his demeanor menacing and... erratic.

Chapter 206: Five A panel, do whatever you want?

The sea breeze is howling and dark clouds are covering the moon.

The beach, which was not very bright to begin with, became even darker.

At the downhill entrance of the beach, there were two men standing and looking at each other from a distance.

The two men had a huge difference in size, and if they fought with bare hands, the outcome would be almost certain.

However, at this moment, the thin man was holding a black pistol in his hand.

So, the position changed.

"Boy, this guy isn't in a normal state, just do as you're told."

"Hey, little brother, a real man is one who can stretch and shrink. Kneel down quickly."

"..."

Kujo Ditaro ignored the advice of his subordinates and walked forward silently.

The man stretched out his arm and pointed the black muzzle of the gun forward.

"Stop! Little devil, I'm warning you, if you come any closer, I won't be polite!"

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare to shoot? When we were fighting with other groups, we used real guns and knives!"

"Little brat! I told you to stop!"

Kujo Ditaro raised the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You don't even dare to shoot, otherwise your eldest brother will definitely kill you when you go back."

"Kid, we're just gangsters, we don't care about that. Extreme times call for extreme measures. And since Big Brother told us to give you a good beating, it's normal that we can't control the speed... Hurry up, kneel down!"

While arguing, the man did not forget to point his gun at the ground.

"Okay... then I..."

Kujo Ditaro bent his knees slightly, as if he was about to kneel down.

The man smiled smugly but did not lower his gun.

Suddenly, Kujo Ditaro, who was supposed to kneel down, rushed forward.

“Stop… stop…”

In a panic, the man accidentally pulled the trigger.

boom!

The bullet flew out at a terrifying speed.

Kujo Ditaro had never dodged a bullet, so he lacked experience. Even though he was fully prepared, he was still a little dazed.

Looking at the bullet getting closer and closer, his pupils suddenly contracted and he subconsciously made a surprising move.

click!

Kujo Ditaro suddenly turned around, then stood there expressionlessly, not moving for a long time.

Because it was very dark, to outsiders it seemed that the man had narrowly avoided the bullet.

"Huh... Chuan Gang! Do you really want to die?! I told you to put the gun down!"

"No... I didn't mean to do that. You suddenly leaned over to me, and I..."

The moment he fired the gun, the man named Kawa Tsuyoshi regretted it.

You know, even if they are gangsters, they cannot be exempted from the serious crime of murder.

Unless there is a gunfight between two groups, or there is an order from above, if a murder occurs, you basically have to take the blame yourself.

Although their mission on this trip was arranged by their superiors, the scope of the task given by their superiors was only to injure, not to kill.

Therefore, if there are deaths in this operation, the murderer will definitely bear full responsibility.

"I really didn't mean to... This guy rushed towards me recklessly, and I panicked... Puff!"

The man was speaking when he suddenly felt a darkness in front of him, followed by a pain in his stomach.

Looking at the man flying backwards several meters, there was no mercy in Kujo Ditaro's eyes.

He silently put his hand in front of his mouth, opened his mouth imperceptibly, and a copper-yellow bullet fell into his hand.

That's right, Kujo Ditaro didn't dodge the bullet, but bit it with his teeth.

To be honest, he didn't want to do such a dangerous operation, but the situation at that time was too urgent.

Because he had no experience of dodging bullets, he fell into a fatal and instinctive state of body stiffness. Even if he reacted at the critical moment, the bullet was already close at hand.

At this time, he couldn't avoid the bullet, nor did he have time to grab it with his hands. In desperation, he had to bite it with his teeth.

Fortunately, he had a wealth of extracurricular knowledge and knew that the strongest part of the human body was the enamel on the surface of the teeth.

The hardness of tooth enamel is almost comparable to that of diamond.

It was with this in mind that Kujo Ditaro made such a bold move.

But everything was as he expected. Not only was the tooth enamel intact, but the bullet was even slightly deformed by it.

Kujo Ditaro pinched the bullet with two fingers, pressed it hard, and then threw it away casually. His movements were quite smooth.

After destroying the bodies, he walked up to the group, pulled up the man who had first charged forward with his stick, and said, "I have something to ask you."

The man knew that the situation was stronger than him, so he nodded in agreement.

After a period of questioning, Kujo Ditaro obtained a lot of useful information.

And this information happened to help him overcome his recent difficulties.

......

After Kujo Ditaro drove to the door of Kamio Kiyoko's house, he casually sent a text message.

[Qingzi, is your father home? ]

[Your question is strange. My dad is at home.]

Can you give me his number?

Kiyoko Kamio looked at her phone, feeling a little confused, but still did as she was told.

After receiving the text message, Kujo Ditaro immediately made a phone call.

Kamio's father, who was watching TV in the living room, took out his vibrating cell phone, saw that it was a call from Kazu, and answered it calmly.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Uncle Kamio, you're looking for someone to teach me a lesson, and you ask who it is?"

"..."

Kamio's father narrowed his eyes, looked around, and snorted, "You deserve it. It feels good to have two girlfriends at the same time, right?"

"I think you misunderstood. If you don't believe me, just ask Kiyoko and you'll know. But compared to these, Uncle Kamio's job is a little less glorious. Auntie and the others don't know, right?"

"What do you want, kid? If you have something to say, talk to me nicely."

Kujo Ditaro tapped the steering wheel and uttered a few words slowly.

"I'm at your door. Come out for an interview."

With a beep, the phone was hung up.

Kamio's father squeezed his phone, then stood up and walked out of the house.

Looking at the all-white SUV with its hazard lights on, he got into the back seat without hesitation.

Kujo Ditaro started the car and drove away in silence.

"Boy, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Kamio's father crossed his arms and sat in a bossy manner.

Kujo Ditaro slammed on the brakes and took advantage of the situation to press forward.

"Uncle, your men are very powerful. They even dared to shoot at me."

"What...? Impossible!"

"You'll know if you ask them. And uncle, it seems like you've been doing your old job without telling your family. If this gets exposed, you'll be hard-pressed to explain yourself, right?"

"What do you want? Force me to marry Qingzi to you? I'm telling you, forget it!"

Kujo Ditaro shook his head and said bluntly: "Uncle, I need you to do me a favor, but it's not about this."

"So what do you want? I'm very poor!"

Kamio's father hugged his arms, pretending to be weak.

"Uncle, you are also a gangster after all, why do you have to disgust me like this?"

The corner of Kujo Ditaro's mouth twitched, and he said with a tense face: "Uncle, show your proper demeanor and let's have a good talk!"

"Oh? Really?" Kamio's father leaned back and used the tongue-twisting technique unique to the Neon Yakuza.

"B...Bakayaro, what do you want to talk to me about? Hey! Calm down! I'm going to talk nicely, don't use violence!"

Chapter 207: No chance to escape?

"Uncle, I'm talking to you seriously, please don't make me angry, okay?"

Kujo Ditaro pinched the middle-aged man's forehead with one hand, and his smile became more ferocious.

To be honest, he was not in a good mood right now, after all, he was shot.

"Okay, okay..."

Kamio's father forgot about the gangster's tongue flick and cried out in pain: "Let go, let go! We can talk it out!"

"Wouldn't it be better to do this earlier, Uncle?" Kujo Ditaro stretched out his hand and flicked it, his action slightly intimate.

"Hiss..." Kamio's father covered his red forehead and grinned, "Fuck you...Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

"Which loan companies in this county have connections with the mafia?"

"Why are you asking these questions? Did you borrow money from a loan shark? Okay... I'll tell you."

Seeing Kujo Ditaro pretending to flick someone with his fingers, Kamio's father immediately lost his temper.

"There are many loan companies. Apart from the well-known ones, most of them have connections with gangs. After all, debt collection requires professionals."

After hearing this, Kujo Ditaro's desire to run away became stronger and stronger.

There was no way. According to his prediction, the money his father borrowed was probably from several large and small loan companies.

By then, even if the debt collection of small loan companies can be resolved, there is no way to avoid the airborne persecution of large enterprises.

Looking at Kujo Ditaro's expression, Kamio's father noticed something.