Fist Godzilla

Chapter 4 Teenagers and Pole Dao

For Bai Tangjing, after transferring to Tokyo, boxing in "Red Sand" was just to repay favors.

After all, if there is no help from the Yuanshan group behind "Red Sand", then an adopted school-age child has to maintain super-high-intensity martial arts practice for years, which almost makes people want to call the police for child abuse. The Arabian Nights.

However, after winning the team battle against "Bishamon" this time, the relationship between him and the Yuanshan group is considered to be over.

According to the agreement, stay at your own discretion.

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Walking out of the Mahe Bowling Alley, the hustle and bustle of Kamurocho and the underground wrestling separated by a wall seem to be two worlds.

Going straight all the way, the cool evening wind cooled the blood that was stirring in the bones.

A thick stack of Fukuzawa Yukichi slammed it in the palm of his hand, and Bai Tangjing curled his lips, put it into the backpack, took out a pair of black-framed plain mirrors, put them on, and messed up his ear-length back hair.

After a while, the whole temperament changed drastically.

Jeans, Martin boots, plus a light-colored coat and backpack.The tall, bespectacled Bai Tangjing was no different from the college students on the side of the road.

"Is it eleven o'clock?"

Bai Tangjing took out his mobile phone to check, ready to go home.

The place where he lived was not close to Kamurocho, so he planned to walk another two blocks and take a taxi directly to a place with heavy traffic.

As he was walking, the melodious ringtone rang, Bai Tangjing looked at [Takayuki Iori] displayed on the phone and smiled, and on the interface of the caller ID was a man who looked exactly like Takuya Kimura.

Answered the call.

"Yo! Mr. Big Rich Weng! Are you bothering me?"

Before Bai Tangjing could say hello, the other end of the phone paused every word, and there was a gritted teaser first.

He didn't care about it, after all, although it wasn't a fatal friendship, it could still be regarded as a friend.

"Didn't you, a detective, just come to Fukushima to investigate some cases? You used to be a lawyer, so I entrusted you with it."

"Hey! Hey! Damn winner in life, the store thanks you for your visit. Thanks to your $[-] million deep pocket! I didn't bother you much, you are now out of your adoptive family and alone .

Let me tell you, why do you go to the law department of Dongda University with your money-making means and funds?Do you still want to abandon business and go into politics? "

Bai Tangjing smiled, feeling the envy and complaints on the other end of the phone.

This is also one of the reasons for entrusting him. Even if such a large sum of money is placed in front of this man, he who is proficient in legal procedures can get a lot of money with just a few detours.

But as long as the money is not in line with the morality in his heart, then he will never touch the money.

And as for what he said about abandoning business and going into politics?Or give up fighting and concentrate on politics and business?
impossible.

The young man pushed his glasses, and his smile faded.

After receiving the command of the mud bodhisattva at the age of eight, the child who was sentenced to death with a reprieve by fate has been pursuing any power that humans can master like crazy.

— Money, Power and Fist.

The order of the Clay Bodhisattva was so general and terrifying that it was impossible to make specific preparations.

But for a person walking near the abyss, if he can't make targeted preparations, is he going to let that bitch of fate do what he wants?

If there is one thing to say about the biggest gift to Bai Tangjing from eight years of uninterrupted martial arts practice, it is probably that he forgot how to "give up".

So while fighting in various martial arts gyms in the countryside, while accumulating funds, and at the same time taking into account academic performance, a child appeared who was preparing to enter the political world.

He has become a nightmare that all his peers in the local area do not want to mention.

The two chatted on the phone for a while, then hung up.

Bai Tangjing could vaguely sense that Yagami Takayuki still had something to ask, but if the other party didn't say anything, he wasn't going to talk too much.

On the other side of the phone, in a hotel in Fukushima.

Yagami, who looked like Takuya Kimura, looked at the hung up phone in a daze.

Beside him was a man with a square face, wearing a flowered shirt and a flamboyant white suit. He looked like a man from the extreme.

That was his friend and partner of Yagami Detective Agency, Kaito Masashi.

He stuffed a small snack into his mouth and looked at Yagami in a daze.

"Aaron, didn't you say you wanted to ask about his adoptive parents?
When the two of us took the formalities and money and explained to them that the parenting relationship was voided, our expressions were as if we were glad to finally send away the evil god alive. "

After hearing the words, Yagami still looked at the phone fixedly, and took a deep breath.

"No, no need.

Although contact can't be counted as much, but that kid... no!That man would never do anything to offend his conscience. "

"Well, it's rare for you to judge a person like that.

I hope, after all, the two of us have seen many people who look like dogs, but don't care about human affairs. "

Hai Teng stuffed another snack into his mouth, he didn't doubt Yagami's judgment, he just kept his mouth stubborn.

But Yagami Takayuki, who took back his phone, turned to look at him, and said solemnly.

"Brother Haiteng, you'll know it when you meet him.

That guy who turned 16 today was a real man.

Guaranteed by my detective career! "

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But Bai Tangjing, who was in Tokyo and was walking towards the bustling traffic, stopped when he passed a deep alley.

"I've been following you for a long time, come out."

From the surrounding darkness, the sound of rustling footsteps began to approach.

Mixed with the sound of vicious tongue snapping and iron scraping against the road.

Like a pack of wolves hunting, many people came out of the darkness around Baitang Mirror.

They stared at the black-haired boy who was surrounded in the middle.

"Yo! Your Yuanshan team is going to lift the last fig leaf of 'Red Sand', have you come to the front of the stage?"

Even though he was surrounded by a group of strong men with malicious intentions and armed with murder weapons, Bai Tangjing's tone remained calm, as if he was greeting an acquaintance.

And in response, from the depths of the deep alley, a tall shadow parted from the crowd and came under the moonlight.

It was a man with a shaved face and a fierce appearance.

"What do you mean 'you', when did you become so divided, Mirror?"

After the tall figure spoke, the whispers around him disappeared, which showed his prestige.

"Don't say we know each other very well, Mingxiang Yuanshan.

According to the agreement, after I helped 'Red Sand' gain a foothold in Tokyo, I owed nothing to the Yuanshan Group.

This is an agreement between me and your father, Hideki Toyama.There are two copies of the agreement, if you forgot, do you want to read it now?
There is also your father's bloody handprint on it. "

Bai Tangjing remained calm, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and raised his backpack to signal Yuanshan Mingxiang.

"I don't care about those bullshit agreements!"

Yuan Shan Mingxiang stroked his head, his half-smiling gaze was like a hungry beast.

"During this period of time, the underground fighting world is full of wind and clouds! Who would let a fighter of your level foolishly let go!

Besides, you also received the business card of 'Bishamon', right? "

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(End of this chapter)