If you get lost on the love map

Chapter 42 Night Attack Progress
Midnight in the Bunkyo Ward is not as noisy as central Tokyo, and it doesn't have the same nightlife vibe.

In the neighborhood where Nazukahiko rented a house, except for the street lights that were quite far apart, the lights in the surrounding houses had been extinguished early, and at first glance, it was pitch black and silent.

However, this is quite normal. After all, people living in Bunkyo District need to rush around for their lives every day. How can people living in the center of Tokyo have space for nightlife on weekdays?
And on this quiet street, the little underworld leader known as "Big Brother" that Naizuka Hiko once met was squatting not far from the main entrance of Naizuka Hiko's house, observing the movement inside.

"Brother, the lights inside have been turned off for nearly half an hour, and the brothers behind didn't hear or see anything." But after a while, a short and stout younger brother walked over and whispered in his ear.

"What time is it now?" The elder brother didn't turn his head, he continued to stare at the main entrance of Naizukahiko's house, all the while just asking questions.

"About [-]:[-]." The younger brother quickly glanced at his watch, "At this time, even if the kid named Nazuhiko didn't go to the night shift, he should be too sleepy."

Big brother nodded.

His name is Naoki Honma, and he is a small leader in his own underworld gang.Since the last time Nazukahiko came home with a girl on his back, he became suddenly tough when he met them, he has investigated the boy very well.

In addition to knowing that his name is Nazukahiko, it is also clear that he is from Kansai, an exchange student who goes to school here.

Another girl who often went in and out with him, who was carried home by him before, although her name was unclear, she seemed to be an exchange student from Kansai.

Besides, this kid has nothing to do with Kanto here.

In other words, there is no relationship, no foundation.

That is, on the weekend, the leader of the family suddenly received a warning that there was no other statement except that the boy was not allowed to move on Mondays and Tuesdays.

When I just heard the news, I thought that the action against the kid would be canceled, but after careful discussion between the leader and the people from the central region, he decided to continue the action.

They all said that it is likely that the pro-democracy faction heard about the arrival of people from the central region and wanted to maintain law and order, so as not to cause any trouble in a short period of time and add to their infamy.

So, after lying dormant for two days, and by the way, after inquiring around, Naoki Honma brought his younger brothers to the outside of the room again, quietly waiting for the moment when Tuesday passed and Wednesday came.

At that time, the warning from the pro-democracy faction was also ineffective.

"Wait another 10 minutes, if there is still no movement, then they are probably fast asleep." Naoki Honma looked at it for a while, and finally turned his head and told the short and strong little brother, "Go, tell the news to the people behind .”

"Yes, big brother!" The short and strong little brother immediately lowered his head and ran away in small steps.

Naoki Honma watched his younger brother leave, and refocused on the house not far away.

It stands to reason that their own gang should not be involved in this kind of arresting thing. After all, whether it is on the territory of the democratic party or the regime faction, if it really goes too far, it may still cause some unnecessary trouble.

But the problem is that the people from the central part give a lot of money.

Just when he first came to the door, the guy from the central area directly took out a box of Fukuzawa Yukichi, saying that this was the deposit, and if he really caught the girl named Izumi Yuyue, he would bring four more boxes. .

It's not easy to raise a younger brother in the underworld. One box of Fukuzawa Yukichi can earn 500 million yen, and another four boxes can earn at least 2000 million yen.

The leader who didn't intend to do this business at first, was moved by the bright Fukuzawa Yukichi and agreed.

As a result, Naoma Honma spent a lot of effort last week, and finally caught that Izumi Yuyuki's tail.But after driving her to this block, he took his younger brother to search, and the girl who escaped from the middle actually disappeared.

I searched left and right, threatened most people, and searched the door, but no trace or evidence was found.

Honma Naoki returned without success. After going back and thinking about it carefully, he cast his doubtful eyes on the Kansai boy named Tsukahiko.

Compared with his neighbors, his smiling face was too prominent, too daring, and too easy to impress people.

After all, most of the people living in this neighborhood have a family, and they don't have the guts to cheat or even fight against the underworld.

On the contrary, it was the stupefied young man from Kansai, who had probably never seen a gangster in his relationship on weekdays, and he was still able to roar so loudly when he faced him for the second time.

Naoki Honma sneered a few times and squeezed the steel pipe in his hand.

The leader had said before they set off that they should not bring a knife to deal with the kid, so even if there is any accident, the underworld who fights with a steel pipe and the underworld who stabs people with a knife are completely different in nature.

Of course Naoki Honma had to obey the leader's orders.

What's more, he never thought that a boy under 20 years old could deal with the six people in his house.

What a joke, the back three turned over the yard to go in, the front three kicked the door to go in, and blocked on both sides, even if you have practiced back squatting, karate, you have to eat a few ruthless, obediently lie down.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Naoki Honma quietly looked at the house in the distance in the dark, until a subordinate reminded him, "Brother, it's [-]:[-]!"

"Okay, let's go." Naoki Honma nodded fiercely, picked up the steel pipe that was still shining brightly in the dark night, and walked towards Naizukahiko's house.

……

On the other side, the younger brother who returned to the backyard of Naizukahiko's house, also after confirming the time, said to the people around him, "It's the time that the eldest brother scheduled, it's time to go!"

Originally, at times like this, the underworld should shout twice and say some rubbish to strengthen one's own prestige and lower the opponent's momentum.

But it was pitch black in front of him, and that Tsukahiko might be sleeping.

And myself...

Not to mention that the loud roar may attract the attention of the surrounding residents, wake up the kid, and cause unnecessary trouble... It's just dealing with a teenage brat. It should be foolproof with six people. How dare you shout?
Underworld shameless?
Make no mistake, the underworld is the most important thing about face!
Therefore, this short and sturdy little brother didn't say much, just kept his head silent, grabbed the wall first, and jumped up.

Holding the steel pipe, he stayed at the top of the wall for a moment. He confirmed that there was no one around and there was no other movement in the room, so he simply waved to the two behind him, "Hurry up, speed up!"

The two underworld members behind him did not dare to neglect, and they were indeed taller than this short and stout guy, but they jumped up to the top of the wall.

"Let's go!" Seeing that the people around him were already in place, the short and stout little brother once again became the forward and jumped down.

The people on both sides followed him and jumped down together.

As soon as he landed, the short and sturdy little brother felt that something was wrong.

The feeling under your feet is not even considered to be landing, but should be considered to be falling into some soft soil or mud.

The sudden impact of the landing almost made him lose his footing and fell directly to the ground.

"What the hell is this?" The short and stout little brother scolded in a low voice, looking at his feet.

What fell into his eyes was an unknown liquid that was off-white in color and sticky.

There is also a layer of white plastic film on top of this liquid, and there is a lot of soil on it.

"Push, pummel." The two of them fell almost at the same time, and they were hit at the same time.

"What is this... can you recognize it?" The short and sturdy little brother glanced at the two of them, restrained his emotions, and asked in a low voice and some anger.

"It's like flour and water that has become a little thick..." The person on the left tried to move up, but was stuck with plastic film and white "mud" and almost fell.

"How come there are such evil things in this kid's house..." The short and stout little brother murmured, and a somewhat bad premonition came to his mind.

"It can't be... This kid has already thought that we will climb over the wall from the backyard, and prepare here in advance!"

Before he finished speaking, in a dark room, the door to the backyard suddenly opened.

Three round things flew towards the three at the same time.

"Get down quickly!" The short and sturdy little brother roared in a low voice, taking care not to disturb others.

As he spoke, he leaned down.

I have to say that he didn't react slowly, and despite being dragged by the white "mud" at his feet, he managed to avoid those three round things.

With a "pop" behind him, those things exploded one after another, turning into stains left on the wall.

The short and stout little brother looked at it, and felt like a water bag had exploded.

"call."

"call."

"call."

Three of the same things flew in again.

The short and stout little brother looked at a similar scene, and because he was lying on the ground, it was difficult to get up. Thinking that there was probably water in this thing, he simply raised his arms, hoping to get up from the ground and rushing into the house after blocking it.

What does this thing count for now?After entering the room and meeting with the boss, let's see what tricks that kid can play!
The remaining two followed suit and raised their arms to block their faces.

The round thing hit the arm, bringing a lot of impact, and then it exploded again.

Some cool, sticky liquid splashed around, splashing on the stocky boy's forehead, nose, mouth, chin, and into his eyes.

An indescribable sweet feeling rushed up, making the short and strong little brother spit again and again, unable to control his movements at all.

Another thing came flying, just right in his face.

This time, not only the mouth, the eyes, but also the nostrils are filled with this sticky stuff, and even breathing can only be unobstructed by opening the mouth wide.

However, there was a strong burning sensation in his eyes because of the splashed things, and he couldn't see clearly. He exhaled and accelerated the sweet feeling in his mouth. This short and stout little brother was in pain for a while, and he felt like he was being ruthless. Tormented feeling.

However, although the other person was in pain, the other hand that was just used to block the flying object didn't dare to stop, and just grabbed the pole and waved it in front of him.

"How is it, everyone, isn't it a good surprise?" Some familiar voices came.

The short and sturdy little brother struggled with the burning sensation in his eyes, barely looked up, and saw a familiar figure walking over with a long-shaped object in his hand.

Surprise fart!

This is fright!

It is said that the underworld fights without paying attention to the means, and it is easy to make a black hand.

What did this kid do before, how did he do so many strange things?

At this rate, the three of them don't need to do anything, as long as they are still trapped in the things under their feet and can't open their eyes, as long as they are beaten on the head, they have to explain it here, and they will be taken away by the police later!

"You little brat, think you can win us this way? Stop dreaming!"

While waving the pole to prevent the other party from throwing things over, the short and sturdy little brother tried to change from a half-lying, half-kneeling position to a half-kneeling, half-standing position.

Anyway, as long as there is a steel pipe in his hand, as long as three people can force him over, he doesn't believe what he can do to this kid!

It's this kid who has done so many strange things. When he catches him later, he must give him two hard blows in the face, and then press his face into the thing he just stepped on. go!
Take action against underworld people without paying a price?
The short and sturdy little brother just thought that it was normal, and he felt that the steel pipe he was swinging hit a hard object, and he couldn't continue to swing it for a while.

Then, his right hand holding the steel pipe ached, and he could no longer hold the steel pipe. He could only watch the steel pipe fall to the ground, and heard a clear and dull landing sound.

"Mummy, why does it hurt so much!" The short and sturdy little brother retracted his right hand subconsciously, rubbed it twice, and then stretched out his hand again, ready to grab the steel pipe that fell beside him. "

"Visit my house so late, and have been busy outside the backyard for so long, shouldn't it be time to take a good night's sleep?" The boy named Nazukahiko said a somewhat familiar, extremely hateful voice again.

The chubby little brother reluctantly looked forward, and when he saw the figure in front of him raising the long strip in his hand, he was about to call.

He gritted his teeth and lunged forward, wanting to pounce on the hateful guy in front of him, even if he grabbed his legs.

"Mummy, just hug Lao Tzu's leg and I'll see where you're going!" He roared while using his utmost strength.

"Oh, since I said that, I can't be hugged by my legs, can I?" The figure laughed.

Then, the short and stout little brother saw the guy in front of him retreat lightly and quickly left his grapple range, and then the long strip in his hand swayed left and right like a ghost, avoiding his outstretched arm like this. Hit him straight on the forehead.

"You bastard, what the hell are you using!" The chubby little brother roared again, trying his best to lean back, trying to dodge.

Unfortunately, he failed.

The wooden sword hit his forehead, making a slightly crisp sound.

"Who is this kid, how can he be so powerful... Today, I and the two brothers next to me will not be here..."

The chunky little brother's heavy body slammed to the ground, and before he passed out, such thoughts flashed in his mind.

(End of this chapter)