I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

"do not want!"

Nishino Tomoe felt extremely regretful. If she had known about Xiaoqiao Takeo's ruthless methods, it would have been nothing if she had to endure it any longer.

In the flash of lightning, a strong hand grabbed Xiao Qiaowu Nan's wrist like a pincer. Xiao Qiao Wu Nan cried out in pain. He felt that his arm was about to be broken.

Xiao Qiao Takeo looked at the uninvited guest, endured the pain and shouted:

"Who the hell are you nosy guy?"

"Remember it for me, my name is Wuma Xingjin."

"Just an ordinary high school student passing by."

Wuma Xingjin exerted a little force on his hand, and Xiao Qiaowunan let go of the switchblade in pain. However, Xiaoqiaowunan tried to grab the switchblade with his free left hand, but Wuma Xingjin swung his arm quickly and the switchblade flew away.

Wuma Xingjin didn't have a habit of touching men's hands, so he soon let go. Xiaoqiao Wunan took the opportunity to pounce on him, intending to suppress the sneak attack and give him some color.

"I advise you not to act rashly."

Wuma Xingjin took half a step sideways, and Zhu Qianhe appeared from behind, his pistol clicked and cocked, pointing at Xiao Qiao Takenan.

Xiao Qiaowu Nan stopped abruptly, and was horrified. He could even get his hands on such things as firearms. This kid's identity was definitely not simple!

Wuma Xingjin looked at Nishino Tomoe, she had already helped Murakami Nara up.

"Murakami Nara can still express his feelings unswervingly in the face of danger. This should meet Nishino-san's expectations."

"I didn't expect that Senior Wu Ma would see it."

Nishino Tomoe smiled bitterly, and then shyly let go of his hand on Murakami Nara's arm.

"But Mr. Murakami cannot be complacent yet. He is still far from becoming a real man."

"So Nishino-san likes me or not?" Murakami Nara asked very straight.

"Hey, do you want a girl to say this a second time? I can't stand it anymore, Murakami." Agent Tian complained.

Seeing these high school students living in the greenhouse talking like no one else and completely ignoring him, Xiao Qiao Takeo had never felt so humiliated. However, with the gun pointed at him, he did not dare to move for fear that Zhu Qianhe's hand would slip. Make a hole in yourself.

Xiaoqiao Takeo had seen a real gun in Ruotou's hand before, and he was sure that this was definitely not a toy gun.

Wuma Xingjin asked Zhu Qianhe to put away the pistol and take out the firearm in broad daylight. It would always be a troublesome thing if someone saw him.

"You can leave first and leave this to me." Wuma Xingjin said to Agent Tian and Murakami Nara, asking them to take Nishino Tomoe away.

What happens next is that Wada Jie and others are in two different worlds. They should not be involved in a dangerous organization like the Jida. They can just leave this matter to him, Wuma Xingjin.

Really, I thought he was just an ordinary delinquent or gangster, but I didn't expect him to be a gangster. The tattoo exposed on his neck was so conspicuous that it was hard not to notice.

The peaceful daily life has not been enjoyed for long, are there going to be waves again?

Nishino Tomoe took out the money Xiaoqiao Takeo gave him from his pocket and threw it all on the ground without any thought of greed.

When Xiaoqiao Takeo saw that Nishino Tomoe was leaving, he immediately became anxious and wanted to persuade him to stay, but Wu Ma Xingjin blocked his way.

Xiaoqiao Wunan was extremely angry, but he did not act rashly, but warned:

"Do you know what it means to use a gun?"

"Let me guess." Wu Ma Xingjin touched his chin and thought for a moment: "Could he have blown his head off with the gunman's gun?"

"Isn't this very clear? Then why do you dare to do this?"

Xiaoqiao Takeo snorted coldly. There were not many people who used knives in martial arts in normal times, but I had never seen anyone with a gun, because this broke the rules. People who broke the rules generally would not have a good ending, or they would be sent by [Tai Dou] People are assassinated or die in various accidents.

After all, [Taito], as one of the most prominent Yakuza organizations in the Tokyo metropolitan area, does not want to develop into a situation where they shoot at each other whenever they disagree.

If all the residents and businesses in the neighborhood are gone, where will they make money?

"It seems that you are not an ordinary person. Do you know [Tai Dou]?"

Wuma Xingjin has never been interested in gray organizations like the Jida, so he naturally doesn't know. However, Zhu Qianhe next to him knew a thing or two about this and whispered in his ear:

"There is relevant information in Kawaki Media. [Taidu] was originally a group of fishermen. Later, after fishing in the offshore fish was finished, he ran to Tokyo to make a living. He gained a foothold through extreme grouping and took advantage of the bubble era to invest in oil transportation. After making a lot of money and attracting a wide range of members, it has now become a Yakuza organization that can rival the [Nakajo-gumi] in Tokyo."

Wuma Xingjin was not afraid of this at all, and said calmly: "I don't care about any Yakuza organization, but people who live under the sun have to be afraid of these maggots in the shadows. How can there be such a truth in the world?"

"You are too self-righteous, aren't you?" Xiaoqiao Takeo thought that he was a fool. He had seen countless poor people regret because they despised [Tai Dou].

"I know that in your eyes, the Jida may be nothing more than dogs under some big shots, specializing in tasks that you don't want to get your hands dirty with. But even so, it's easy to kill a person who doesn't know how to live or die."

Xiaoqiao Takeo didn't want to talk nonsense and immediately dialed the phone. This was the contact method he could only have as the young master's confidant. He didn't need to go through the layers of reports from the backbones such as Ruozhong and the team leader. He could directly contact the young master of [Tai Dou]. host.

The phone was picked up quickly, and there was a sharp scream from the other side, accompanied by the sound of animals chewing, which could easily make people think that they were biting something.

"Oh? It's Xiaoqiao. If you don't have a good date with your girlfriend now, why are you calling me?"

"Young Master, I'm in trouble."

"Are you out of money? Go find Xiaoji and get another 50 yen. I didn't expect that it would cost so much to fall in love."

"No, there was a kid blocking me and he had a gun."

"what?"

The voice on the other end of the phone immediately became serious.

"Where are you?"

"On the corner of the commercial street near Hachioji High School, there is a bakery in front."

"Okay, I'll send someone over right away."

Wuma Xingjin sighed, as expected, this matter is not that simple.

Chapter 190 The easy-to-talk Jida?

The Yakuza, the trapped girl, and the Hachioji student who stepped forward.

A familiar scene.

Wuma Xingjin had an illusion, as if the hands of the clock had turned to the original point again. It seemed that it had changed, but it seemed that it had not changed.

The word "Tai Dou" in Xiaoqiao Takeo's mouth can't be more troublesome than the Hitachi Consortium.

Wuma Xingjin didn't think about escaping. In less than 10 minutes, the sound of tires screeching appeared in the commercial street. Several men with shaved heads stepped out of a black car. The leader of the group had a fat body. He subconsciously touched the jade finger as he walked, smiling naively. .

A few people looked around for a while, and immediately found the entrance to the alley where Xiao Qiaowu Nan was talking, and rushed in with rapid strides.

Passers-by nearby walked around in a circle and walked away quickly, as if they were avoiding the plague.

Wuma Xingjin and Zhu Qianhe had been waiting for a long time. They were not surprised at all by the arrival of the bald men, and their expressions remained as usual.

A young man who looked like a tourist with a travel bag on his back stood under the telephone pole in front of the bakery and looked into the alley with a curious face.

"Is that the legendary Yakuza? This is my first time seeing him, and he doesn't seem like a bad person."

Next to the young tourist, there was a man holding a mineral water bottle in his hand. When he saw that his companion was still not leaving, he boldly stretched his neck to watch the fun, and several black lines appeared on his face.

The mineral water man grabbed his hand and dragged him away, cursing:

"Have you ever seen any Yakuza with 'I am a bad guy' written on their face?"

"Don't tell me that public security in Ise is better than in Tokyo."

"I really haven't seen the Yakuza in Ise." The tourist young man was a little dissatisfied, and he wanted to see more.

"That's because the rural area of ​​Ise is considered remote even by the Yakuza and cannot be exploited."

"What are you talking about? Every year, an endless stream of Tokyoites go to Ise Shrine to worship. Once you have seen that scene, you will know how shocking it is."

"What about Ise Shrine?" the mineral water man asked.

"This..." The young tourist was speechless.

However, when he was interrupted by the mineral water man, he forgot to go back to see the Yakuza.

"Okay, let's go. People who mess with the Yakuza usually don't end well."

"But what about that boy? Will he be okay?"

As expected, the ignorant are fearless. The mineral water man felt aggrieved that the young tourist turned a deaf ear to his words, and couldn't help shouting in a low voice:

"Do you still have the heart to worry about others?

Ordinary people like you and me have to pay a price for standing up. If you help him, what is the best result?A word of thanks?Don't be stupid, even if friends retreat when faced with danger, someone will understand even if they are scolded afterwards. Everyone is an egoist. This is the reality of this society! "

The tourist young man couldn't find anything to say to refute, so he could only be dragged away by the mineral water man.

The leader of the man is named Sawahiko Shiro, a cadre of [Taito]. He was sent by the young master to pick up Xiaoqiao Takeo, but the actual purpose is to detect the identity of the gunman. If it is also a Yakuza group, he will be dealt with directly. This unstable molecule.

Dare to take a gun on the street, this touches the red line of [Taidu]. As a deep-rooted Yakuza organization in Tokyo, they need to keep the territory under their jurisdiction peaceful, at least on the surface.

"you are?"

Sawashiro let out a sigh. The young man in front of him looked more and more familiar. He picked up his phone and compared it. His fat face looked a bit strange.

Isn't this the art prize contestant Wu Ma Xingjin?

My mother-in-law and daughter occupied the TV all day long to watch replays and contestant interviews. They even spent a fortune to launch a personal live broadcast of some art award contestant. If I wanted to watch the news, I had to take advantage of them washing dishes and doing homework. Only then can you see it.

As the Tokyo Autumn Art competition progresses, the contestants who advance to the semi-finals are all attracting much attention. As the dominant figure in the calligraphy group, Uma Seijin is quite popular. It is no wonder that he was recognized by Shiro Sawashiro.

They [Tai Dou] generally avoid getting involved with such public figures. If the media finds out about it, they will appoint them one by one to report like sharks smelling blood. If this happens, the Metropolitan Police will also protect them. Can't reach them.

Sawahiko Shiro looked around for a while and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't find the player's personal videographer, otherwise he would have immediately covered his face and ran away.

As for Xiao Qiao Takeo, who cares about this guy? It doesn’t matter if he sacrifices a thug just to prevent [Tai Dou] from being liquidated.

"Ze Yan, this is the woman next to this boy. She has a gun in her hand."

Xiaoqiao Takeo rubbed his wrists and asked Sawahiko Shiro to subdue Wuma Xingjin and the others.

After hearing what he said, Zhuqianhe immediately put his hands on his waist and looked at Sawahiko Shiro and others warily.

Xiaoqiao Wunan is a good fighter, but he is not very smart. Couldn't he think about the simple identity of someone who can go out with a bodyguard?

No wonder he was still just a thug after staying with the young master for so many years, unlike himself who became a cadre in half a year.

Since Wuma Xingjin is not a Yakuza organization, there is no need to deal with it.

"I think there must be a misunderstanding."

Sawahiko Shiro showed a kind smile, opened the car door, raised his hand and invited Wuma Xingjin:

"Young Master, I would like to invite you two to have a cup of tea. Is it convenient?"