I Teach Kendo in Tokyo

　　 Tsuda Masaaki frowned when he heard the report: "No agreement? This person is a bit hard. Could it be that he defeated Jinshan Heitai and made him swell?"

　　 Ota Thirteen asked: "What's next? What should we do?"

"Hmm... I'll just hit another car and get in." Masaaki Tsuda waved his hand. "We can earn a little less and pay a little more dividends to President Sato of the Transport Association. In this matter, even if we don't make money, we must The way', it’s done before the cadre meeting, understand?"

　　 "Understood, I'll call and notify Chairman Sato." Shinnosuke said diligently, "Is it tonight?"

　　 "Are you stupid?" Masaaki Tsuda grabbed the paperweight on the table and threw it at Shinnosuke. "If you hit someone to death, don't you lose it?"

　　Accidents with fatalities and accidents with no fatalities are two different concepts.

　　 "It's the same as today, after the Kiryu brothers and sisters went to school, they bumped into their house."

"I understand."

　　 Shinnosuke left without looking back.

In fact, there is also a phone on the third floor, but this phone is mainly used to communicate with Jidao-some companies or organizations do not want their call records to have a number marked as "Jidao Office landline" by the police .

　　Maebashi Transport Industry Association is one such organization.

　　 So Shinnosuke has to go out to call Chairman Sato from the public phone.

　　 After Shinnosuke left, Ota Thirteen opened his mouth and said, "Actually, I also arranged a small program for the Kiryu brothers and sisters."

　　 Tsuda Masaaki said: "As long as it's not the kind of forced show, it's okay. What have you arranged?"

　　 "I..." Ota Thirteen lowered his voice and told the team leader about his arrangement.

　　 After listening to this, Masaaki Tsuda laughed loudly: "Yes, this is not bad! Think about it, we are the best, bad guys, sure enough, we still have to mix some such tricks to be like us."

　　**

　　 At this time, Kazuma is meditating in the dojo.

　　 But he couldn't calm down at all, his mind was full of chaotic thoughts.

Obviously, through the golden finger, the way to become stronger has been touched. As long as there is another month, no, as long as there is another half month, you can actually improve your skills by two to three through systematic kicking challenges. point.

　　 At that time, relying on pure force can at least make the grassroots Jidao dare not make any mistakes.

　　 As long as Jidao dare not make trouble, Sumitomo Construction should be willing to return to the road of good talk.

After all, this kind of real estate development, even if all the surrounding land is bought by Sumitomo Construction, they cannot develop the Kazuma without selling it-unless they want an old dojo in the middle of high-end commercial and residential areas .

　　 Although this is the idealized best process, it is estimated that there will be various troubles in realization, but it is a way after all, isn’t it?

　　 After getting the money, the next step is to study, enter Dongda, and fall in love. Maybe you can get a national Kendo champion.

　　 Obviously happy crossing life is about to begin, and it's about to begin!

　　 Kazuma thought of this, anger was born in his heart, a hammer hit his thigh, and the hot pain immediately penetrated into his head.

　　 At this moment, he heard Chiyoko's scream from the entrance.

　　 He jumped up with a violent spirit, and ran to the hallway like flying.

　　 Chiyoko was wearing a raincoat and seemed to be cleaning the gravel at the door, but now she was covered with some kind of sticky substance that exuded a foul smell.

　　 A dung picking truck was parked outside the door. The driver just got out of the car and said with an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, girl, there seems to be something wrong with our equipment! Are you okay?"

　　 Chiyoko stood in the heavy rain, was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around, didn't even watch Kazuma, passed by him and ran to the bathroom.

　　 The disgusting stench made Kazuma almost suppressed the desire to dodge to the side.

　　 Although it was only a short moment, Kazuma clearly saw that Chiyoko's beautiful face and lips, as well as the clavicle exposed in the collar of the raincoat, were all covered with black, foul-smelling mud.

　　 Kazuma was furious and rushed to grab the driver's collar: "You bastard!"

　　 "We didn't mean it! I lost money! I lost money! This wallet contains my monthly wages! Don't beat me, I have to go to work tomorrow. I still have a wife and children in my family waiting for me to feed..."

　　 The driver knelt down for Kazuma with a splash, and raised his wallet with both hands, just like a soldier who surrendered in battle.

　　 Kazuma punched the driver back and turned a few somersaults before picking up the wallet on the ground.

　　 However, there was no money in the wallet, and the driver took advantage of the opportunity of picking up the wallet in Kazuma, got in the car and stepped on the accelerator and ran away quickly.

　　 "You bastard!" Kazuma yelled at the dung truck that ran away.

　　 The driver’s voice came back from afar: "Treasure today, who can take a bath! You won’t even have a bathroom tomorrow!"

　　 Kazuma was so angry that he threw his wallet on the ground, ignored the wet bills, turned his head and ran home.

　　 On the ground in the corridor are the footprints left by Chiyoko, and the black footprints are still stinking.

　　 Kazuma carefully avoided the footprints, came to the bathroom door, was about to say something, then suddenly stopped.

　　 He heard a deep sob in the bathroom besides the sound of the shower.

　　 The girl in the Mood for Love was splashed with shit, and Chiyoko must be very uncomfortable now.

　　 Kazuma stood in front of the door, listening to the shower and choking on the other side of the door, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

　　 He turned around silently and returned to the dojo.

　　 The open door of the dojo toward the courtyard, and the rain roared.

　　 Amidst the thunder and lightning, the cherry blossom trees stood quietly.

　　Kazuma Listening to the violent rain and looking at the cherry blossom trees, I unexpectedly discovered that my inner rage gradually changed.

　　 He is obviously very angry, but his heart is like a windless lake, calm as water.

　　 He calmly realized that he actually had no choice.

　　 Forbearance, enduring humiliation, the result of this choice, Kazuma cannot accept. As long as Kazuma is still alive, he will not make such a choice.

　　 As long as he is still alive, he will not compromise with Jidao and Sumitomo Construction.

　　 There is no choice.

　　 At this moment, Kazuma is determined.

　　 It doesn't matter if you can't help yourself.

　　 It doesn’t matter if you hit the stone with the pebbles.

　　 A man has to have such a time.

　　 He turned back to the dressing room of the dojo, and changed into the wide kimono he used to practice kendo.

　　 This time, the enemy's level has been seen, it is very strong, and there are many enemies, this time it is the opponent's home court.

　　 Kazuma estimates that I can't come back.

　　 But, even if it can increase the chance of surviving by one in ten thousand, he must do enough.

　　 After changing into the kendo uniform, Kazuma took all the wooden swords that Chiyoko had found before from the tool room, tied them with furoshiki, and carried them on their backs.

　　 There are a total of 18 wooden swords. Before they are interrupted, they should be able to kill a lot of extremes.

　　 Kazuma came to the dressing mirror in the dressing room, looked at himself in the mirror, and thought to himself that he looked like a samurai.

　　 However, I always feel that it is a little bit worse.

　　 Kazuma suddenly noticed that on the wall of the dressing room was hanging the hat of Grandpa Kiryu that Chiyoko had found before.

　　 So Kazuma used to take off the hat and put it on his head.

　　 Looking again, in the full-length mirror, a samurai who walked out of the big river drama is just standing in the mirror.

　　 Kazuma took a deep breath, adjusted the furoshiki on his shoulders, and stabilized the back of the wooden sword.

　　 He walked out of the locker room and stood in the middle of the dojo, looking at the big cherry tree in the courtyard through the door.

　　 "We must say goodbye before we can figure out the effect of offering things under you." Kazuma said softly, "I have to say, you are really a very beautiful cherry tree."

　　 The only thing that responded to the hippo was the sound of rain.

　　 Kazuma seemed to laugh at the suddenly sentimental self, and shook his head slightly.

　　 He left the dojo and glanced at the direction of the bathroom.

　　 At this moment, he suddenly thought of Torajiro in the Japanese national comedy. Torajiro himself has no abilities and can only wander around to do a small business. He has been worried about his sister Sakura, but he can't really do anything for Sakura.

　　 That’s why Toujiro sang in the movie theme song, "I can’t marry a younger sister, one day you will be happy, for your great brother"...

　　 This lyrics fits wonderfully with the current state of mind in Kazuma.

　　 Forgive me, sister, this time you may be left alone in this cruel world.

　　 Kazuma said to my sister from the heart, and then walked to the entrance.

　　 Although the entrance was destroyed in a car accident, the phone placed near the entrance was still usable.

　　 Kazuma picked up the receiver and dialed the phone number left by detective Shiratori on the dial.

　　 Soon someone answered the phone: "Metropolitan Police Department, who can I look for?"

　　 "I'm looking for the Shiratori detective." Kazuma said calmly.

　　 "The Shiratori detective went out to run the case. He may come back later, or he may go home directly. What's the matter?"

　　 "Tell the Shiratori detective for me that the evidence of the Tsuda group's crime he wants is very impressive. As long as he immediately goes to the office of the Tsuda group, he might be able to catch it."

　　——My body should be considered as evidence of a crime, right?

　　 Kazuma ignored the words "You leave a call when the Shiratori detective returns and I will call him back immediately", and directly hangs up.

　　 He walked out of the house through the broken door and came on the road.

　　 He had already figured out the location of the Tsuda group office. After all, Jinshan Heitai reminded him that the next person who will take over is likely to be the Tsuda group. He must know where the enemy is.

Although Kazuma has not been to that place after crossing, but before he crossed, the original owner had already known this piece, and his brain was like a map of Gaode automatically planned to go to Tsuda group office. route.

　　 Kazuma walked unhurriedly in the heavy rain. The raindrops fell on the hat and made a crackling sound.

　　 He sighed as he walked. It was obvious that three weeks ago, I just passed through, and I was just an outsider who couldn't even integrate into this world.

　　 Mingming two weeks ago still felt that this sister who didn't sell the dojo was very annoying.

　　 It is clear that before I crossed, I always felt that after I crossed, I would definitely follow that kind of "going" route.

　　 But now, I am on the road to death generously. People who don’t know, definitely think I am a hero.

　　 Kazuma thought, while walking through the rain and night.

　　 Suddenly, he saw a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the side of the road ahead.

　　 In the dark night, the red scarf on the neck of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was unnaturally bright.

　　 Kazuma did not slow down, he walked, while looking at the Ksitigarbha and the face washed by the rain.

　　 It is said that the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is also responsible for guiding the dead souls to bliss.

　　 "Are you here to pick me up?" Kazuma whispered, "Sorry, I still have something to do."

　　 Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was silent, and the stone could not speak.

　　 It just silently watched the figure wearing the hat go away, just as it had watched the men rush to death countless times in the past.

　　 Finally, Kazuma came to the front of Tsuda Group office.

　　 This is a three-story building. There may be some problems with the distribution box next to the building. Small flashes can be seen from time to time, so the lights in the building are not stable.

　　 Kazuma stood in the heavy rain, wondering what poem to say.

　　 He thought of someone easily.

This person has just inherited the family, settled the civil strife, found the weapon "iron cannon" from the West that could change the form of war, and began to organize the iron cannon team. Just when everything was about to get on the right track, it came. The news of a powerful enemy coming out.

　　All plans, all plans for the future, are completely empty words in front of the powerful enemy that suddenly kills.

　　 Seeing that the grand plan that has not yet been able to take the first step is about to fall into vain, this man mobilized the only troops in his hand and launched a decisive blow to the powerful enemy.

　　 Before he went out, he personally danced a Wakako dance, leaving behind a legend in Japanese history.

　　 This person is Nobunaga Oda~www.readwn.com~ When he dances this Wakayuki dance, he must be in the same mood as Kazuma.

　　Obviously, as long as you give a little more time, everything can be on the right track.

　　 It's only a little bit, so I can prepare for it.

　　 But the ignorant enemy ruined everything.

　　 "Fifty years in the world," Kazuma whispered softly, while pulling out the first wooden knife from behind, "It's like a dream and an illusion, how can there be immortal ones."

　　 The sky is muffled by thunder, and the electric light shines everything like the day.

　　 At this time, a big-waisted Jidao pushed open the door of the office and came out and shouted at Kazuma viciously: "Fuck! What are you doing! Don't stand at the door of our office! Get out!"

　　 Kazuma didn't reply, just put on a posture of bulging teeth.

　　 "Huh?" The other party was shocked, "Do you know what this place is? Do you dare to make trouble without you..."

　　 Kazuma suddenly exerted force, the whole person turned into an afterimage, and the blade of the wooden knife tore open the rain curtain, forming a visual effect that seemed to be cut in the air.

　　 The head of the wooden knife hit the pattern on the collar of Jidao, and the pattern of good quality cracked in half.

　　 Ji Dao flew backward and hit the door of the office.

The glass on the door shattered and sprayed backwards like a shotgun, and then the door was completely deformed. The door fell off the door frame and flew back together with the body of Jidao, hitting a couple sitting on the couch by the door in the house. A pole body.

　　 The wooden knife of Kazuma broke at the sound. He threw the broken wooden knife at the shocked face without hesitation, and at the same time drew out the second wooden knife smoothly.

　　 Kazuma shouted angrily:

　　"Natural Principles and Flow of Teachers

　　 Kiryuu Kazuma

　　See you! "