Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

Walking out of the warehouse, the cold wind hit his face, Yato felt his mind cleared up, and the blood in his bones gradually subsided.

He looked down at the thick stack of 'Fukuzawa Yukichi' that smelled like ink in his hand, stuffed it into his backpack, then took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses and put them on, putting his bangs down.

All of a sudden, the whole temperament changed drastically.

T-shirts, jackets with leather pants, plus a shoulder bag, look no different from those big boys who pursue fashion on the street.

"...Is it only ten o'clock? It's earlier than expected, do you want to find a bar for a drink?"

Taking out his mobile phone and looking at it, Yato muttered.

If Levis Kant heard this, he would probably be furious.

After thinking about it, he changed his route and continued to go deep into Warehouse Street.

Going to go through the area and get a cab on a neighboring street.

The surroundings are very quiet, there are no street lights, and we can only rely on the moonlight to barely distinguish the way.

Suddenly, Yato stopped.

"Come out."

Of course, this is not a second attack.

As evidence, with the sound of rustling footsteps, three figures walked out of the hiding place.

Yato turned his head to look.

He met a pair of familiar yet unfamiliar bright eyes.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect to see you here."

The person who took the initiative to say hello was a young girl in her twenties, with night-like shoulder-length hair, a white face with a warm but elegant smile, her dress was in line with her temperament, bright and perfect It interprets the image of the young lady in the upper class in people's minds.

Beside her were two bodyguards in black suits, who were 1.8 meters tall and couldn't hide their well-developed muscles. They looked particularly secure at first glance, but Yato would not comment on their actual level.

"It's you, Yang Nao."

Yato called out the identity of the other party.

Noticing the surprise on his face, Yukinoshita Yoshino smiled playfully: "I haven't contacted or met for more than a year. Are you very happy to see me now?"

"No, although I was surprised by your appearance, you seem to have made a mistake."

Yato collected his expression, regained his composure, and pushed his glasses with his left hand, "I said 'come out', but I didn't call you."

"Eh?"

Yang Nai was taken aback.

But the next moment, the bodyguards around her seemed to have sensed something, their faces tightened, and they put on guard postures.

"Sorry miss, I think it's better for us to leave here first."

Soon, Yang Nai understood the meaning of this warning.

But it was too late.

There were more footsteps.

There are everywhere.

The moonlight shone, and the shadows squirmed.

Low-pitched laughter and the sound of metal clashing were mixed together.

Around the container, like a pack of wolves being hunted, many people appeared.

They were staring at Yato, but there were also those who shot Hino's pretty face and figure with cruel eyes.

"Are you 'Black Blood' finally planning to change your career to the extreme?"

Although he was surrounded by a group of dangerous elements with good intentions, Yato did not panic, and instead spoke in the tone of greeting an acquaintance.

"'You'? When did our relationship become so estranged, Igarashi."

A sullen voice came from the container.

Yato looked over upon hearing this.

It was a strong man who looked gentle, but his eyes looked like a beast.

It can be seen that he has a high prestige among this group of people. As soon as he appeared, the whispers around him disappeared.

"Longzhu Lizheng, my contract with you is counted according to the number of times. Today is the last time, so I am no longer a 'black blood' person. Do you have any opinions?"

Yato looked at the man with a calm tone.

"I don't care about this." The corner of the man's mouth was split open, like a beast devouring people, "It's hard to find excellent fighters these days, and others don't know, but as your 'guide' and Manager, no one understands your potential better than me, the purpose of my creation of 'Black Blood' is to swallow 'Bishamon'."

"But your departure is not a big loss to me, and... I seem to have heard that the people from the 'Bishamon' have looked for you."

"So what? We specially summoned a group of half-baked fighter candidates, so it's not like saying goodbye to me."

Yato sneered.

"Give you two choices."

Longzhu Rizheng took out a dagger and threw it at Yato's feet.

"One is to continue to stay and work for me, and I will give you a satisfactory reward. The other is to leave your hands and feet as souvenirs for us. After all, we have been together for more than half a year, and we have a deep relationship, so that after you leave, everyone Miss you so much."

On the side, Yang Nai looked at Longzhu Rizheng with frighteningly cold eyes.

But she hasn't acted rashly yet.

Regardless of the absolute disadvantage in numbers, the surname 'Dragon Ball' also reminded her of many things.

For example, Tokyo's most well-known wide-area violent group [Dragon Ball Group].

"It seems that even if I say 'I will never join Bishamon', you will not let me go, I know, you are such a man." Yato sighed lightly, as if feeling regretful, "Since I think my brain is very good, but in fact I am a rude and reckless man, [Dragon Ball Team] The boss's way of exercising you outside really didn't work at all."

"what are you saying?"

Longzhu Lizheng's smile remained unchanged, but the veins on his forehead popped out.

"It's just right... that big guy fell down so fast just now, I haven't had enough of it yet."

Yato put down the backpack on his shoulders, and the corners of his mouth under his bangs were split, revealing a joyful smile that was not human.

The members of 'Black Blood' only felt that this personality had suddenly changed, from a guy who was easy to bully to... extremely strange.

That depressing aura made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts.

"Although the strength is not very good, but with so many people, it is enough to be my sandbag."

Yato raised his bangs with one hand, took off his glasses and put them in his breast pocket, pulled up his collar, and casually tossed the shoulder bag, which happened to be thrown into Yang Nao's arms.

The latter caught it in a hurry.

"Find a place to wait for me, it doesn't take long, ten minutes is enough."

Yato twisted his fist and made a crisp sound.

Yang Nai's expression changed, and he retreated slowly with the two bodyguards.

Longzhu Li Zheng squinted his eyes and looked at Yang Nai.

Suddenly, I heard Yeto interject in a nonchalant way: "Forget it, without me to deal with your competitors for you, it's better not to continue to make trouble for yourself."

"Tsk...!"

Being called out of his mind, Longzhu Rizheng felt extremely upset.

"What I hate the most is you, a guy who can't figure out the identity gap and just shows off his cleverness."

"That's why I didn't sign a longer-term agreement with you at the beginning, because I knew very early on that our relationship is not good. If it were your sister, maybe I would stay for a few more days."

Yato raised his head, his tone full of disdain.

This sentence also completely detonated Longzhu Lizheng's anger.

"I'd like to see if it's your leg bones that are harder, or the knife and bat...give it to me!"

Yato frowned, and looked at the thugs approaching him.

He had already noticed it.

These men all had weapons in their hands.

I have to admit that Longzhu Lizheng still has a deep understanding of himself.

Fighters' competitions are mostly unarmed fights, and even he has only participated in a few unrestricted death fights against fighters who use weapons.

But because he is best at kicking skills, even if the opponent uses a sharp edge, there is no absolute advantage in distance.

Dragon Ball knew this well, so he asked his thugs to bring metal bats and daggers.

A metal bat can easily break a person's bones.

A dagger, on the other hand, can give people a kind of psychological oppression, even greater than weapons such as broadswords and spears.

Holding a dagger, it feels like a hedgehog, which makes people feel that there is no way to do it next time, or they are afraid of being scratched after an attack.

After all, daggers are light.

Ordinary people can also swing quickly.

This increases the hit rate in disguise.

"call……"

Yato took a deep breath, thinking silently.

"System, check the status bar."

next moment.

A bunch of fonts that only he could see floated on his retina.

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