Hot-blooded anime: Starting from being a bad boy, you can dominate the world!

Without a doubt, today is another day of getting stronger.

And he also beat people up quite satisfyingly.

Ryuji Kurosaki shook the blood off the back of his hand and lit a cigarette.

He took a deep breath, letting the pungent smoke swirl in his lungs, and then slowly exhaled, forming a wisp of smoke ring, as if expelling the violence and clamor from just moments before.

Then, he waved his hand.

"Let's go! Let's get some good food!"

Ryuji Kurosaki took a step and walked outside.

"okay!"

"Long live the boss!"

"Boss, I know a newly opened store..."

Yuji Ooguchi and the others immediately followed.

Surrounding Kurosaki Ryuji, everyone excitedly discussed the upcoming feast, laughing and joking as they swaggered away from the messy Inara.

The relaxed smiles on their faces contrasted sharply with the groans and screams of the delinquents in the corridor behind them, a truly pitiful sight.

.......

At this time, in a super-large warehouse near the southern Hunan coastline.

A man leaned lazily against a motorcycle, slowly tapping a cigarette out of his pack and casually putting it in his mouth.

Click!

The crisp sound of a lighter being switched on and off was particularly clear in the empty warehouse, and a pale blue flame emerged, igniting the cigarette butt.

"Hiss~~~Whoosh~~~"

The man took a deep drag on his cigarette, tilted his head back slightly, and slowly exhaled a large amount of smoke towards the large light above the warehouse, looking completely relaxed.

He was wearing a white special forces uniform, which made him stand out.

The left arm is embroidered with the words "I am the only one who reigns supreme in heaven and earth," and the right arm is embroidered with the words "Unparalleled in the world, the main force of the Xiangnan Company."

The most eye-catching feature is the huge embroidery on the back that almost covers the entire back panel: "[Shonan, the strongest in history, the berserk angel, Masaki Kyosuke]".

This is not just a piece of clothing, but a symbol of the Chief of the Rampage Angels, representing a legend.

The final name also reveals the man's identity.

The legendary leader of the Rampage Angels, the man standing at the pinnacle of Shonan: Kyosuke Maki.

Initially, the Rampage Angels were just a small team of 10 people consisting of Kyosuke Masaki and his friends.

However, by bringing together the top ruthless figures from various regions, it rapidly grew in size within a short period of time.

The current Rampage Angels group, in addition to its headquarters, has several branches, and the total number of members has now exceeded one thousand.

Of course, this does not include peripheral members.

For example, the killing squad led by Toshio Kamishima, apart from Toshio Kamishima himself, most of the members have not yet joined the Beat Angels Squad; they are just peripheral members.

As the cigarette butt in Masaki Kyosuke's hand fell to the ground.

Rumble~~~

A continuous roar of engines came from all directions outside the warehouse, growing louder as it approached.

The sound initially resembled the suppressed growls of a pack of beasts, but quickly coalesced into a violent roar powerful enough to tear the night sky apart.

Before long, a number of modified motorcycles and cars drove into the warehouse amidst a noisy commotion.

On the motorcycles and inside the cars, there were excited, enthusiastic faces.

Soon, the entire warehouse was filled with cars; a quick glance revealed the scene.

There are already more than 100 motorcycles and cars.

However, the deafening roar outside the warehouse did not diminish, echoing through the night sky with undiminished force.

Undoubtedly, there are also a staggering number of convoys stirring up trouble outside.

It's just that we can't get in because of the limited space in the warehouse.

These convoys undoubtedly belong to the Rampage Angels group.

Because today is Saturday, it's the regular gathering of the Rampage Angels.

Once everyone has gathered, they will begin speeding along the Shonan coastline.

At that moment, a heavily modified, aggressive black motorcycle came to a precise stop next to Kyosuke Maki, accompanied by a deep roar.

"Yo... Kyosuke, you're here really early today!"

The man above had a cigarette dangling from his lips, and the curve of his mouth exuded wildness and untamed spirit.

He is the current captain of the Rampage Angels Special Forces: Meidoji Manabu.

As the name suggests, a special attack team is a special attack team that operates independently from other teams within the group.

However, whenever there is conflict or danger, this team is always at the forefront, tearing apart the enemy's lines with their fangs.

It is also a team whose strength and destructive power are linked to their combat prowess.

···Requesting flowers·· ···

As the captain of this team, Manabu Meidouji undoubtedly possesses overwhelming strength and is recognized as one of the top combatants in the Rampage Angels.

Even the killing squad led by Toshio Kamishima wouldn't be enough for him to fight alone.

As for the other members of the special forces, they were also the elite of the elite, all true ruthless criminals forged in battle.

at this time.

Another heavily modified motorcycle with an exaggerated design and a loud exhaust note pulled up nearby.

The man sitting above had a sinister look in his eyes; he was none other than Tatsuo Tsutsumi, the current branch leader of the Inada branch of the Rampage Angels.

"Duff, this guy actually has the nerve to come to the gathering!"

Upon seeing Tsutsumoto Tatsuo, a hint of surprise flashed in Meidoji Manabu's eyes.

"how?"

Kyosuke Masaki turned his head slightly and asked in confusion.

"The successor he was grooming was reportedly dealt with a few days ago."

A playful smile played on Meidoji's lips.

"It's that kid named Kamishima Toshio, right? He even raised his own team called the Killing Squad. The team hasn't been established for very long, and it's already been wiped out?"

After thinking for a moment, Masaki Kyosuke remembered the name Kamishima Toshio.

"Yeah, the killing squad had over 100 people, and they were wiped out by just 6 people from the other side. That brat from Shinjima was beaten so badly that even his own mother wouldn't recognize him."

"That's really tragic!"

As Meidoji Gaku and Masaki Kyosuke were talking, Tsutsumoto Tatsuo walked over.

"Damn it, that kid from Kamishima has completely humiliated me!"

Tatsuo Tsutsumoto strode over with a gloomy face, looking quite angry with Shun Kamishima.

. .... ....

After all, Toshio Kamishima was the successor he had personally supported and on whom he placed high hopes.

The result was such an embarrassing defeat that he, as the branch leader, lost all face.

So... what are you planning to do next?

Meidoji Manabu knew that Tsutsumi Tatsuo would not let this go easily.

"This is why I'm here today, Brother Masaki..."

Tatsuo Tsutsumoto took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his anger, and turned to Kyosuke Masaki: "I've decided to personally take care of those brats."

"I remember the one who killed Kamishima Toshio was a kid named Kurosaki Ryuji from Kamakura Third Middle School, and the other five were all from Third Middle School as well..."

Meidoji Manabu frowned and said, "You, a branch leader, personally deal with a few middle school delinquents? If word gets out, where will the Berserk Angels' reputation be? It's just too beneath you!"

Although Meidoji Manabu is a rather assertive person, he also values ​​status and propriety.

"Hmph! Lowering your standards?"

Tatsuo Tsutsumoto's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "I don't care about losing face! All I know is that my Inada branch has been trampled on! As the head, if I don't get revenge, how am I supposed to lead people in the future? Who the hell will respect me?!"

It was at this time.

Dressed in a sharp black suit, the two men, standing out from the crowd, slowly walked into the warehouse.

One tall and one short.

The shorter man was tall and upright, about 180 centimeters in height. He had a calm face, his eyes were habitually slightly narrowed, and a faint, enigmatic smile seemed to always hang at the corners of his mouth.

The taller ones were like iron towers, nearly two meters tall, with broad frames and bulging muscles that made their suits look like they were about to burst. Just by standing there, a heavy, oppressive feeling, as if it were a tangible thing, would come over you, as if even the noisy air in the warehouse would freeze.

Their appearance immediately alerted the members of the Rampage Angels.

A car screeched to a halt, brazenly blocking their path.

"Hey, stop right there! Who are you people? Do you know where you are?"

The car window rolled down, and a man with dyed blond hair leaned out, shouting in an unfriendly tone.

The tall man in the suit remained silent, then raised his leg and kicked out.

boom! ! !

A loud bang suddenly erupted as the tall man in the suit slammed his right leg into the side of the car's front end, like a battering ram.

A terrifying force erupted instantly!

With a sickening metallic creak, the thick steel front plate instantly caved in, creating a shocking crater.

The entire heavy car was kicked open with a single blow.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground, leaving clearly visible tire tracks.

The tall man in the suit didn't even glance at it. The car that had been kicked open and the terrified blond man inside were as if they were just stray dogs he had casually kicked aside.

With an expressionless face, he continued to walk with steady and imposing steps, heading towards Masaki Kyosuke in the middle of the warehouse with a clear goal in mind.

The short man in the suit, who had been smiling the whole time, finally spoke slowly.

The sound reached the ears of Masaki Kyosuke, Meidoji Manabu, Tsutsumoto Tatsuo, and others.

"Hey! Members of the Berserk Angels, Kurosaki Ryuji is our boss's only son. If you dare to bully our young master and lay a hand on him, don't blame us Black Blade for going to war with you Berserk Angels!"

His voice was icy, making no attempt to conceal his threat.

Chapter Fifty-Two: Being Out and About is All About Background

"I don't care if you're the Black Knife Society or the White Knife Society, damn it, if you have the guts, try stopping me and see who wins!"

Tatsuo Tsutsumi, who was already irritable, was like someone doused with gasoline. His anger flared up instantly, his eyes turned bloodshot, and he roared as he charged at the two men in black suits, ready to fight to the death.

In that instant, Meidoji's steady and powerful hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him directly.

"Duff...calm down, don't be so impulsive..."

Meidoji Manabu's voice was deep. His gaze was not on Tsutsumoto Tatsuo, but fixed on the two men in black suits who were approaching step by step. His eyes were sharp as knives, without the slightest fear, but full of caution about the situation.

"If we go to war with these guys, people will definitely die, a lot of people will die!"

Unlike Tatsuo Tsutsumoto, Meidoji Manabu was not reckless, nor was he afraid of the two men in black suits.

He was more concerned with the bigger picture and the consequences of starting a war.

"The Black Knife Society, if I remember correctly, is a yakuza organization that has been entrenched in Saitama Prefecture for many years. They are quite powerful. Given their modus operandi, if a full-scale war were to break out, many people would indeed die."

Masaki Kyosuke took a deep drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled. Amidst the swirling smoke, his voice was calm, agreeing with Meidouji Manabu's view.

If the entire Berserk Angels were dragged into a full-scale war with the Yakuza simply because of Toshio Kamishima.

Regardless of winning or losing, the cost is too high.