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"Brother Shendao... what brings you here?"

"Why didn't you let us know you were coming? We could have been prepared."

Upon seeing the black-haired man, Ye Zhangzhong trembled and asked, appearing quite afraid of him.

"Enough with the nonsense, where's that Fujita guy?"

"Brother Fujita is still lying in the hospital."

"what?"

"Brother Fujita got a really bad beating last time. He not only broke his nose but also suffered a concussion. He can't get out of bed now and is vomiting like he's pregnant."

"Who did this? Doesn't he know that Kofujita is one of my people, Kamishima Toshio?"

Toshio Kamishima belongs to the Inamura branch of the Rampage Angels.

Although I haven't been a member of the Rampage Angels group for very long.

However, due to his outstanding performance, he was groomed to be the next branch chief of Inamura.

Shinjima Toshio, leveraging the influence of the Rampage Angels, built his own force, far surpassing ordinary middle school delinquents, which he called the Killing Squad.

Chapter 41 Big Brother Summoning Technique

"Saejima...how much money do you have left in your pocket?"

"There are probably still about 2000 left."

"I only have a little over 1000 here, which is not enough to keep me going."

As night fell, Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima walked down the street, discussing how much money they had left.

The two of them needed tuition fees when they transferred schools last time, and since they didn't have the money, they asked their families for it.

I also inflated my tuition slightly to cover my living expenses.

After using it, I realized I had overlooked the cost of uniforms, which meant that I was running out of living expenses before the end of the month.

"How about we borrow some from Brother Kurosaki? He has plenty of money!"

When Toshiyuki Saejima said this, there was a hint of resentment in his voice.

"I've got a great idea! Let's take a gamble and turn a bicycle into a motorcycle!"

Suddenly, Jun Kamata stopped and looked at the brightly lit shop in front of him.

"Pachinko?"

Saejima Toshiyuki looked up at the shop, at the signboard that was flashing with colorful lights.

Pachinko is very common here.

It houses all sorts of fancy pinball machines.

Put your money into the pinball machine and rely on probability to get silver pinballs.

These marbles can be exchanged for souvenirs at the pachinko counter.

These souvenirs have no intrinsic value.

However, just a few dozen or a hundred meters away from the pachinko parlor, there is a shop that specializes in buying these souvenirs at high prices.

So the more marbles you collect in the pachinko parlor, the more souvenirs you can get, and the more money you can exchange for them.

Of course, if you're unlucky.

Those pinball machines might not even spit out a single marble, leaving you with nothing in the end.

So much so that sometimes you'll see people howling and screaming in front of pachinko parlors, or even rolling around on the ground.

Such people are basically the kind who lose everything.

"With our luck, we'll probably lose everything except our underwear, won't we?"

When Saejima Toshiyuki thought about his experiences over the past few days, all his confidence in winning the marbles vanished instantly.

"Don't be so pessimistic. Even if we're unlucky, we can make up for it with our skills. If we really lose everything, we can always borrow money from Brother Kurosaki and the others to eat out."

After saying that, Jun Kamata started walking towards the pachinko parlor.

"Technology? We have that technology? How come I didn't know?"

Saejima Toshiyuki frowned and had no choice but to follow.

"This is it!"

After entering the pachinko parlor, Jun Kamata quickly found a pinball machine that he felt could make him a lot of money.

Just as I sat down, a group of guys dressed in black special forces uniforms walked towards us.

"Hey! You're the mad dogs of Kamakura, Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima, right?"

The man leading the group, who was wearing a white mask, asked the question directly.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Jun Kamata, who was about to put money into the pinball machine, turned and glanced at them.

"Looks like we didn't make a mistake!"

After saying that, the masked man pulled out a steel pipe from behind his back and smashed it towards Kamata Jun's head.

"Hey!"

Fortunately, Jun Kamata sensed something was wrong and immediately got up and backed away, narrowly avoiding the attack.

However, he fell to the ground as a result.

The other men in special attack suits also immediately charged forward, brandishing their weapons.

"escape!"

While Saejima Toshiyuki was standing nearby, he grabbed a chair and threw it at the men in special attack uniforms, while simultaneously helping Kamata Jun up.

The two hurriedly ran outside.

The men in special attack suits followed closely behind.

"Who are these guys? Saejima... did you get into trouble?"

Kamata Jun emerged from the pachinko parlor, glanced back at the men in special attack suits who had followed him, and was immediately filled with confusion.

I've never seen these guys before, why are they attacking me like this right from the start?

"How could I possibly cause trouble? I've been with you the whole time these past few days."

Saejima Toshiyuki replied as he ran forward.

"Forget it, let's just shake off these guys first, this way!"

Jun Kamata quickened his pace and led Toshiyuki Saejima into the alley next door.

Those men in special attack suits continued their relentless pursuit.

They ran and chased, covering a great distance in one go.

Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima couldn't help but feel fortunate that they had been training with Ryuji Kurosaki for the past few days.

My body has adapted a bit to running, and my stamina is great.

After running away for a while,

These men in special attack suits couldn't hold on any longer and leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

"Haha~~~"

"You can't even run anymore? You bunch of trash!"

Upon seeing this, Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima immediately gave them the middle finger.

Should we retaliate?

"Judging from their appearance, they seem to be running out of energy. Let's take them down and find out what their purpose is."

The two even discussed whether or not to retaliate.

Rumble~~~

Just then, a series of loud roars came from behind.

Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima turned around and saw some motorcycles appearing on the street.

The people riding on the motorcycles were all dressed in black special forces uniforms.

It's obvious without even thinking that they're in cahoots.

"Let's see how you run now!"

The masked man pulled down his mask and, panting, spoke to the two of them.

"mean!"

"This place...I've got it, Saejima...this way, follow me!"

Knowing there was no chance to kill them, Jun Kamata scanned his surroundings to confirm his location, then decisively led Toshiyuki Saejima back into the nearby alley.

The two wandered through the alley, turning this way and that, and soon emerged from it again.

The men in special forces uniforms riding motorcycles followed closely behind.

Given the mobility of motorcycles, those narrow alleys are simply no obstacle to their movement.

They were about to catch up.

Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima suddenly stopped.

"Why don't you run away?"

"Go ahead and try to run away if you dare!"

The men in special attack uniforms stopped their motorcycles and looked at Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima with mockery.

"There's no point in running away, you're all going to die today!"

Jun Kamata gave a cold laugh.

"what?"

"Hey! Kid, are you fucking crazy?"

"You think the two of you can take us down?"

The men in special attack uniforms were stunned and began to wonder if Jun Kamata had lost his mind.

Kamata Jun remained silent, took a deep breath, and then turned to shout towards the apartment behind him, "Kurosaki-nii! Help!"

Chapter 42 actually has a follow-up mission.

Six motorcycles carrying people spread out and surrounded Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima, blocking their way.

The masked man then led about 20 men in special attack suits out of the alley.

"Run! Aren't you all supposed to be fast runners? Why don't you keep running, you bastards!"

Realizing that Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima had nowhere to escape, the masked man pulled down his mask, panting, and cursed angrily.

The masked man, who had been running alongside the two men for a while and felt like he was about to suffocate, was clearly furious.

Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima didn't say anything, they just smiled slightly.

At that moment, a tall figure leaped down from the second floor of the apartment building behind them.

It landed gracefully and steadily.

"Boss, help!"

Kamata Jun hurriedly turned around and shouted to the person who came.

Without a doubt, the person who came was Ryuji Kurosaki.

The reason why Jun Kamata and Toshiyuki Saejima were so confident was because they had arrived at the apartment where Ryuji Kurosaki lived.

"So that's what I was wondering. They found reinforcements, but there was only one person?"