Hot Blood: The Big Villain is Me

The Tokyo 卐会, which rules half of Tokyo, started in Shibuya.

If Tokyo is the headquarters of the Tokyo 卐会, then Shibuya is the headquarters of the headquarters.

In Shibuya, bad boys don't have to join the Tokyo 卐会, but they must submit to the Tokyo 卐会.

The rules of the Tokyo 卐会 are the rules of the bad world in Shibuya.

This is the new Tokyo 卐会 created by the Ninth Dragon God.

So when a small cadre of the Tokyo 卐会 was stabbed in public, the other bad boys in the junior high school were shocked at first, and then endless fear surged in their hearts.

They closed their mouths tightly, shrank in the corner with a tense face, and dared not breathe.

If it were in other places, the bad boys would not be afraid, but they would protect themselves and leave the scene as soon as possible without participating in any party.

But it's not possible here, again, because this is the headquarters of the Tokyo 卐会!

Before the matter was over, no one dared to leave the scene, for fear that they would be found by the Tokyo 卐会's troops afterwards.

The purple-haired junior high school student who stabbed someone was also dragged down from the steps and thrown between his fellow sufferers.

The four of them gathered together again, kneeling side by side on the ground with wounds all over their bodies, their heads hanging down, lifeless.

Although the purple-haired junior high school student was beaten all over his body, his face without a single piece of good flesh still showed a ferocious expression. His eyes were blocked by the messy purple hair, and through the gaps, he stared at Shimizu Masaki who was sitting on the steps opposite them.

Perhaps because of panic and the first time he stabbed someone, the purple-haired junior high school student successfully stabbed Shimizu Masaki, but the wound might not be that deep.

Otherwise, Shimizu Masaki would have been helped to the hospital by someone at this time, and how could he have the energy to punish them.

Shimizu Masaki's face was pale due to blood loss, and the pain from the wound constantly attacking his brain made the corners of his mouth twitch from time to time.

In order to relieve the pain, Shimizu Masaki lit a cigarette with his blood-stained hand, and then looked down at his abdomen that was hastily bandaged by his men.

Masaki Shimizu and his men are all third-year students at Shibuya Sanzhong, and are also members of the Tokyo 卐会 Third Division Special Attack Team of the Manshi Empire Headquarters. The Tokyo 卐 Third

Division is the flag-carrying division in Tokyo 卐, and is the face of Tokyo 卐.

So in addition to the main force of the Third Division, there is also a special attack team responsible for protecting the Tokyo 卐 flag during war.

Masaki Shimizu is the captain of the Third Division Special Attack Team.

Although he is also called the captain, his status is naturally not as high as the captain of the division.

But for Masaki Shimizu's men, they naturally follow Masaki Shimizu's lead.

So after discovering that Masaki Shimizu was stabbed, someone immediately took out medicine and bandages from his schoolbag and helped Masaki Shimizu with a simple bandage.

As a biker gang, it is normal to have some medical supplies in his schoolbag.

The rough bandage of a teenager is definitely not as good as that of a professional medical staff, so the bandage wrapped around Shimizu Masaki's abdomen was still stained with blood, making Shimizu Masaki look like he was seriously injured.

""Huh!"

Qingshui Masaki exhaled a puff of smoke, raised his head, and looked at the purple-haired junior high school student with cold eyes.

"We, have a grudge?"

Shimizu Masaki spoke slowly, his tone without a trace of emotion.

This sentence seemed to reveal the scar in the purple-haired junior high school student's heart, making him suddenly furious.

He bit his back teeth and shouted:"If it weren't for you!

Would the few of us become like this!

We are ordered around by you every day!

Not only are we bullied by you, but we also have to participate in this bullshit gambling fight!!

Among the five of us, which one is not covered in scars every day!!

Even if we win a game by chance, you will take our money away!!

We are like animals for you to tease!!

I've had enough!!

Why don't you die!!!

Why don't you die!!!!

"

The three bad boys kneeling beside the purple-haired junior high school student also showed sad faces when they heard this. They were also filled with grief and indignation in their hearts, but as they were weak, they could only swallow their anger and dare not speak out.

They repeated this muddle-headed life every day. They never expected that their captain, Sendou Atsushi, would actually have the idea of killing Shimizu Masaki.

At this moment, Sendou Atsushi's figure instantly magnified infinitely in their hearts. Although Sendou Atsushi stabbed Shimizu Masaki with a knife in large part because he could not bear it anymore, he was also standing up for them. Naturally, they were very grateful to Sendou Atsushi.

But after the gratitude, what followed was the fear of falling into an ice cave.

Will Shimizu Masaki vent his anger on himself because of Sendou Atsushi?

There is no need to guess this question, the answer must be yes!

Sendou Atsushi's roar and venting are not worth mentioning in the eyes of Shimizu Masaki.

Shimizu Masaki exhaled a puff of smoke, sneered, and said:"Weakness is the original sin, don't you understand this truth? You are weak, so you must be dominated by us. What do you have to complain about? I think your anger is just an incompetent roar. But I am willing to give you a chance."At the end of his speech, Qingshui Masaki's eyes became colder and his mouth could not stop rising.

"Go, bring me the baseball bat."

Shimizu Masaki turned his head and said to Akaashi beside him.

Akaashi was stunned at first, then hurried away. After a while, he came back with a wooden baseball bat and handed it to Shimizu Masaki.

Shimizu Masaki weighed the baseball bat, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed across his face, then he looked at Akaashi expressionlessly and said,"Do you usually use such a light baseball bat to fight?"

A trace of cold sweat instantly flowed on Akaashi's forehead, and he hurriedly said,"Brother, is this enough?"

Shimizu Masaki stuck the baseball bat on the ground, and slowly stood up with the help of support. He was tall and strong, and he was a head taller than Akaashi.

Shimizu Masaki, who felt very oppressive, lowered his head slightly, looked down at Akaashi, and said in a cold voice,"What do you think!"

"Smith Masai!!"

Akaishi quickly bowed his head to apologize, then turned and ran away. A moment later, he ran back quickly with an aluminum baseball bat.

Akaishi bent his waist, held the aluminum baseball bat in both hands, and handed it to Shimizu Masaki with a respectful look.

Shimizu Masaki nodded with satisfaction, took the aluminum baseball bat with his empty hand, and then Shimizu Masaki walked slowly to the front of Sendoh Atsushi and the other four with a baseball bat in one hand and stood still.

"You stab me, and I hit you with two sticks. Is that fair?"

"Two hits, each of you take two hits on the head, no matter if you live or die, our matter is over."

Qi Shui Masaki raised the corner of his mouth, his tone was icy and piercing.

The four people kneeling on the ground in the ditch turned pale and their hearts skipped a beat.

Looking at the baseball bats in the left and right hands of Qing Shui Masaki, the four people were all desperate.

Not to mention aluminum baseball bats, even if they were hit on the head with wooden baseball bats, they might die on the spot!!