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Johnson tried to keep his story brief and get to the point.

Ishihara Yujiro's facial muscles remained completely still, only the look in his eyes grew increasingly cold.

The temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees.

"What should we do? Gather everyone, of course!"

Ishihara Yujiro's voice was deep and rumbling like thunder in his chest: "Now! Immediately! Find those bald guys and crush them!"

His orders were concise, forceful, and left no room for argument.

There were no further questions; they were unnecessary for him.

Territory invaded, brothers injured—that's the only and sufficient reason.

At this moment, the first district of Hetian No. 2 High School was completely ignited.

…………

The emergency mobilization signal from Hetian No. 2 High School's "District 1" was like a boulder thrown into a stagnant pool, instantly stirring up a monstrous wave.

Angry roars, hurried footsteps, and the roar of motorcycle engines echoed wildly throughout every corner of Kawada's territory.

Countless delinquents dressed in Kawada uniforms swarmed around like a disturbed nest of wasps.

Fueled by overwhelming rage and a thirst for revenge, they surged from all directions toward the designated core assembly points.

Yujiro Ishihara personally oversaw operations at one of the largest parking lots.

He was standing on the roof of an abandoned car.

He didn't speak, but simply scanned the ever-growing, surging crowd below with his cold, violent eyes.

Everyone who arrived could feel the suppressed rage emanating from Yujiro Ishihara.

At this moment, all the able-bodied people from Kawada No. 2 High School No. 1 District quickly gathered in the vicinity.

They exchanged information, their faces grim and gloomy.

"Boss Yujiro! Report from the western rendezvous point: no trace of Housen!"

"There aren't any to the east either!"

"Everything is normal at the north intersection!"

As messages piled up, Ishihara Yujiro's face grew increasingly grim, as if covered with a layer of frost.

He dispatched a large number of people to comb through all possible hiding or passing routes within the Hetian territory, in an attempt to intercept Fengxian.

However, nothing was found!

After all, it took the Kawata delinquents quite a while just to gather together.

Everyone in Fengxian had already gone home; some were having late-night snacks, some were taking showers, and some were going to bed.

So much so that apart from those of their own people who were beaten unconscious and groaning in pain, not even a shadow of Fengxian could be found.

"asshole!"

Yujiro Ishihara slammed his fist heavily on the roof of the car, making a loud "bang," and the metal shell dented instantly.

His teeth were clenched so hard they were grinding together, and veins were bulging on his forehead.

The feeling of punching empty air after gathering all his strength made the anger in his chest almost explode.

Soon, more detailed and more brutal news was delivered to him.

On the streets, in outposts, and in hospitals everywhere.

They found Shinjo Kyuta, Yasunari, and the others who had been killed.

Preliminary statistics indicate that more than eighty Kawada rogues were knocked down and rendered incapable of fighting by the surprise attack from Housen.

This includes core cadres such as Xincheng Jiutai and Yacheng, as well as many junior cadres.

Within just a few hours, the core members of the Hetian No. 2 High School District 1 suffered a devastating blow.

The atmosphere inside the parking lot was extremely tense.

Seeing their comrades being carried back in horrific condition, and hearing their painful groans, the hundreds of Kawada delinquents gathered there grew increasingly furious.

Ishihara Yujiro stood on the high ground, looking down at the faces of the Kawada delinquents.

He knew that Kawada had to go to war with Housen.

.......

The next day, afternoon.

The sunlight was deathly pale.

The remaining forces of Hetian No. 2 High School No. 1 District poured out.

Led by Ishihara Yujiro, the Kawada delinquents surged into the streets of Toaru City like a silent, murderous torrent.

Their goal was crystal clear: the Fengxian Northeast Branch School!

In the minds of Ishihara Yujiro, and indeed all the members of the Kawada delinquents, yesterday's bloody raid was undoubtedly carried out by the people from the Housen Tohoku branch school.

After all, not long ago, Kawada No. 2 High School had a number of small-scale conflicts with the Fengxian Northeast Branch School, and the two sides were in a state of combat.

"listen!"

Yujiro Ishihara's voice boomed through a makeshift megaphone above the marching crowd, cold and inflammatory: "Yesterday! Right here on our turf!"

"Those bald bastards from Fengxian crippled more than eighty of our brothers. Do they think they can just hide like rats and get away with it? Dream on!"

He suddenly waved his hand, pointing in the direction of the Fengxian Northeast Branch School:

"Today! We will show those bald bastards what happens when you anger Kawada! Blood debts must be repaid in blood! We will raze the northeast of Fengxian to the ground! To avenge our brothers!!"

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge!!"

The humiliation and anger that had been suppressed all night were completely ignited. Hundreds of people roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens, filled with a frenzied killing intent fueled by a shared hatred of the enemy.

The torrent of revenge, carrying boundless hatred, directly entered Fengxian's territory and then dispersed.

In groups of three or five, they either staked out the roads that Fengxian members of the Fengxian Northeast Branch School had to take, or roamed the bustling streets, quiet back alleys, and even the overpasses connecting different areas within the other party's territory.

A giant net woven from hatred and murderous intent has quietly been unfurled, its target being all the isolated or small-group members of the Fengxian Northeast team!

There was only one order for revenge: if you see the bald guy from Fengxian Northeast, don't hold back, just beat him up.

···Requesting flowers·· ···

.........

Ueda Sasio and several first-year students with bald heads from Housen came out of a ramen shop and were discussing a topic that interested them.

Suddenly, from a narrow back alley filled with trash cans on the side, seven or eight fierce-looking Kawada delinquents rushed out!

"Fengxian's bald man! Die!"

The leader of the delinquents, Kawada, grinned maliciously, swinging a wooden stick that whistled through the air as it smashed it down on Ueda Sashio's head.

Ueda Sashio's eyes sharpened instantly.

Instead of retreating, they charged straight at the wooden stick.

Just as the tree root was about to hit him, he made an incredible low, sliding motion, narrowly avoiding it.

At the same time, his right fist, brimming with power, slammed into the leader's ribs like a cannonball!

boom! ! !

Accompanied by the solid sound of the blows, there was also a shrill scream.

Ueda Sashio's movements did not falter in the slightest, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

His punches and kicks were incredibly fast and powerful.

Every move was inevitably accompanied by the opponent's painful screams.

.. ..... ...

The narrow back alley became his personal slaughterhouse. Although those Kawada delinquents were fierce, they were as fragile as paper in the face of absolute power.

Within just a dozen seconds, they all collapsed to the ground, groaning incessantly.

Given Sashio Ueda's strength, these grunts wouldn't even be enough to warm him up.

Ueda Sashio flicked the blood off his fist, his cold gaze sweeping over the twisted body on the ground: "Kawata, buddy? Why did they suddenly attack?"

Before Ueda Sashio could think it over further.

Not far away, a large number of Kawada Ruis appeared.

"Go get the guy with the balsam!"

"Kill them!"

When the Kawada delinquents saw Ueda Sasio and the first-year students with bald heads from the Housen school, they immediately pounced on them like wolves smelling blood.

.........

Meanwhile, on the other side, Hideaki Incheon was walking briskly across the overpass connecting the two business districts.

He habitually observed his surroundings.

Suddenly, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end.

Turning around abruptly, I saw that the entrance and exit of the overpass had been blocked by more than a dozen thugs from the riverbank.

Leading the group were several familiar faces from Kawada, their faces bearing cruel smiles reminiscent of cats catching mice.

"Incheon Hideaki? You had a good time beating people up yesterday, didn't you? Well, today we're here to beat you up!"

A low-ranking official from Kawada, with a scar on his face, approached with a sneer.

Incheon Hideaki's eyes narrowed, instantly realizing that Kawada's delinquents would not have appeared in Housen's territory without a reason.

Something big is definitely going to happen.

The best option would be to shake off these guys as soon as possible and then inform Tsukimoto Mitsumasa and the others, including Housen.

Incheon made a wise decision without any unnecessary words.

He suddenly sprinted towards the side railing, simultaneously kicking a Kawada delinquent at the front of the charge hard in the chest, using the momentum to leap backward.

"Want to run?!"

The Kawada men roared and charged forward.

Hideaki Incheon displayed amazing skills.

He braced himself against the cold metal railing of the overpass with one hand, and his body nimbly leaped over it, landing steadily on a less crowded side road below.

Without pausing upon landing, it shot into a maze-like alleyway like an arrow, quickly leaving behind the angry curses and footsteps of the pursuers.

Chapter 137 Infiltrating the Enemy's Headquarters Alone

Sawamura Masatsugu and Shida Kenzo had just finished training and took a shortcut through an abandoned construction site to go home.

Huge cement pipes, rusty steel bars, and mountains of construction waste cast long shadows in the dim moonlight.

The two moved through the shadows.

"I feel like the muscles in my back aren't working out quite right today!"

Sawamura Masatsugu spoke as he walked.

"Let's practice more next time, it's getting late..."

Before Kenzo Shida could finish speaking...

From the surrounding shadows, countless figures emerged like ghosts.

In an instant, they completely blocked all their escape routes in all directions.

The number of people exceeds thirty.

The two leading figures were Johnson, whose eyes burned with the flames of revenge, and a man with long, curly black hair, another high-ranking official from the Kawada No. 2 High School District: Julie.

"Hey... I've run into two guys with hair!"

Johnson's voice was filled with deep-seated hatred and sarcasm.