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In a building at an abandoned construction site, An Chenggui's soft voice became clear because of the empty environment.

Tied to the ground with hemp ropes, Tsubakino Ryoto raised his head and looked at Anjo Takaya, whose back was against the dusk and whose face could not be seen clearly, and said in a trembling voice:

"He, he has already agreed to come. Can Ancheng-kun, can you please let me go?"

As he spoke, Tsubakino Ryoto looked around cautiously with fear in his eyes.

What he saw was not the dirty and messy environment...but the people who were standing, squatting, or sitting on the ground and making loud noises.

He was not the bad student he had imagined.

Instead, he is a tattooed, muscular gangster.

The plan went awry... Tsubakino Ryoto was really panicking.

In his opinion, the people that An Chenggui could call were nothing more than a few thugs with weird hairstyles.

At most, there are a little more people, about ten or so.

As long as Sasaki calls five or six people, plus his own force, it will be enough to deal with Ancheng who has just been discharged from the hospital.

But now...

The Yakuza are different from student thugs. They are more powerful, more ruthless and more difficult to deal with.

Moreover, they are organized. Even if we defeat them... we will only face more brutal retaliation.

Tsubakino Ryoto didn't want anything else now. He just hoped that Sasaki would notice something was wrong and go call the police.

otherwise……

Looking down at Tsubakino's trembling body due to fear, Anjo Takashi, feeling happy physically and mentally, squatted down:

"Let you go... Wait a minute. When your sister comes, I will let you go."

As he spoke, An Chenggui also raised his mobile phone and took a picture of Tsubakino Ryoto covered in dirt and dust.

Knowing what he was going to do, Tsubakino Ryoto leapt up and knocked him to the ground.

pat~

The phone, which was not held tightly, fell to the concrete floor with a crisp sound.

"Grass!"

Before he could get angry, An Chenggui cursed and quickly got up to get his phone.

Although it was very close to the ground, the impact was so strong that several cracks appeared on the smooth screen of the phone. Most importantly, the touch screen of the phone stopped working.

After tapping the screen a few times, he found that even the fingerprint couldn't unlock it... An Chenggui gripped his phone angrily and kicked Tsubakino Ryoto in the stomach.

Feeling unsatisfied, Anjo Takashi's eyes turned red as he stomped his feet:

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! I told you not to bother me, I told you not to bother me..."

Hearing the noise from his side, Yata put his hands in his pockets, holding a cigarette butt, and walked over slowly:

"What's going on, Anjo, why did you suddenly get started?"

"..."

He stopped kicking silently, and Anjo Takashi pursed his lips and said hesitantly:

"The phone was broken by him."

It's just a cell phone, it's not worth mentioning... Yada looked down at Tsubaki, who was curled up on the ground and retching:

"Pay attention to the strength. If he hits too hard, it will be bad if his sister calls the police."

"..."

"It's not my phone that's broken, it's his phone."

"His cell phone? His cell phone, you're this old..."

Yata frowned and asked:

"Ancheng, don't tell me you don't have that girl's contact information on your phone."

"..."

Originally he had one, but his previous cell phone disappeared when he was beaten by Sasaki.

After he was discharged from the hospital, naturally, there was no Tsubakino Kasumi's contact information on his new mobile phone.

But it’s not a big problem. I can go to school and block people tomorrow.

Anjo Takashi also forced a smile and said:

"Don't worry, Brother Yada. With him here, Tsubaki Kasumi won't be able to escape. She just got him one day late..."

Yes, it was just a day late. It wasn’t a big deal, but it wasn’t a small deal either... Considering his relationship with An Cheng, there was no need to get angry.

But since Anjo had made something that could have been done in one go so much trouble, Yada couldn't help but look gloomy.

Without saying anything more to Anjo, Yada turned around and walked away with a cold face.

"..."

"Fuck! It's all your fault!"

Meeting the resentful gaze from Anjo Takashige, Tsubakino Ryoto, who should have been afraid, felt like laughing for some reason.

But he didn't make any mocking noises... Compared to Anjo, he was more concerned about whether Sasaki could hear what happened just now.

As for Sister Xiangcheng, he doesn't need to worry about her for now...

When he left school, he deleted Kasumi's contact information as requested by Sasaki.

So just now, even if An Cheng took the photo, he couldn't find the contact.

His purpose of knocking the phone over was to anger Anjo and then attract the attention of Sasaki who might arrive.

According to Sasaki's calm and steady personality...as long as he heard the noise just now, there would not be much problem.

Chapter 314 Solution

"This is it."

Following the route provided by the navigation, Sasaki arrived at the location sent by Tsubakino. He looked up at the unfinished building in front of him, which was shrouded in the dim sunset.

The place was overgrown with weeds and littered with discarded construction materials, such as broken wooden boards, leaky screens, and rusty iron pipes.

The location and environment were similar to what he had expected, so Sasaki took a quick look around and stopped paying attention to it.

He exited the navigation interface, opened the communication software, and sent Fujitsubaki the location information of this place. After putting away his phone, Sasaki walked into the unfinished building.

The tiny sound produced by the friction between the soles of shoes and the sand and gravel on the ground is very obvious in the empty and silent environment.

Soon, Sasaki heard vague conversations coming from inside the building, such as "Keep your voice down, someone is coming" and "Get ready, get ready".

Without paying any attention, Sasaki walked up the stairs in silence.

Because of his silent performance... At the corner of the second floor, Takaya Anjo, who was holding a wooden baseball bat and preparing to ambush Sasaki, felt a sense of uneasiness for no reason.

He's... a little too calm.

Ordinary people would feel more or less nervous if they came to such a dark place in the evening.

For example, before entering a building, stand still and keep looking around.

Because he came here to look for Tsubaki... Even Anjo Takashi wouldn't be surprised if Sasaki stood outside the building and shouted loudly towards the people inside.

But he just took a quick look around and walked straight towards the building... His steps were steady, without any hesitation or hesitation.

This is not normal...

It felt wrong, it felt bad... An Chenggui also wanted to remind the big brothers around him, but he was annoyed with his own overthinking.

Is he scared by Sasaki's beating?

That guy was just walking and going upstairs. Why was he so flustered and nervous?

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart that made him feel annoyed, Anjo Takashi clenched the stick in his hand.

da~

da~

He listened to the footsteps getting closer and closer, as if they were stepping on his heart.

Anjo Takaya was holding his breath, his eyes red. The moment he heard footsteps approaching him, he rushed out of the corner and swung the baseball bat in his hand towards Sasaki who was already standing under the door frame.

"Asshole! Die!"

boom!

I hit it... But there was no feedback from the baseball bat, just the soft and bouncy feeling of hitting the flesh.

Instead, it was like a strange feeling of stabbing a knife into a truck tire... unable to get in, but also unable to pull it out.

Feeling something was wrong, Anjo Takashi slowly raised his head which had been lowered because he didn't want to see the bloody scene.

Reflected in the trembling pupils was a white hand with distinct finger bones grasping the top of a baseball bat.

Behind the palm was a blurry face hidden in the darkness.

Although he couldn't see his facial features clearly...Takashi Anjo still recognized him as Sasaki who disfigured himself through his facial contours.

The anger in his heart outweighed his horror at the fact that he caught his blow with his bare hands.

An Chenggui was about to say something harsh like "You're finished" when he saw the figure in front of him clench his hands like an eagle's claw.

As he watched with horror and disbelief, the baseball bat compressed from various types of wood was crushed into pieces like a biscuit by the man's palm with a bang.

Collapsing on the ground with a half-broken baseball bat in his hand, Anjo Takashi backed away using his hands and feet:

"Ya, Ya, Brother Yata, save me, save me quickly!"

?

Didn’t Anjo swing the baseball bat?

Why are you so scared?

Seeing that Anjo looked like he had seen a ghost, Yata, who was leaning against the corner of the door frame, turned his head and looked towards the door.

What he saw was a big hand reaching out to him.

Before he could react, an irresistible force came from above his head, followed by an upward knee.

boom!

Yata's vision became hazy as the sky darkened, and everything suddenly went dark.

……

slap~

slap~

what?

The slap on the side of his face made Yada, who was still unconscious, frown.

Before he could use his chaotic consciousness to figure out what was going on... the smooth and cold feeling that slapped his face moved all the way down and slowly came to the place that forced him to wake up.

His eyes widened, and because of the severe pain in his nose, Yada gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and sat up.

"..."

The baseball bat held by the man hung down naturally, close to the zipper of his pants.

Swallowing, Yata slowly raised his head along the baseball bat...it was too dark to see his face.

His nose was sore and painful, and was still oozing with sticky fluid, but Yada had no time to care.

He didn't think he was a smart man, but even a fool could see the situation before him.

The targets he taught a lesson were holding their weapons and pointing them at him, and there was no sound around them... Although they couldn't believe it, the result was that they were crushed and killed by a high school student.

Adhering to the idea that "a man who knows the current situation is a hero", Yada showed a self-proclaimed friendly smile on his bloody face:

"Little brother... Well, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. We... We are workers who came here to inspect the building, we are..."

da~

The baseball bat landed lightly on his shoulder, interrupting the rest of his words.