Tokyo: Simulation starts from the big sister next door

Aoi did not explain Xing's life story in detail, and An Zeliang did not ask further. After all, they were not that familiar with each other.

"The president's family background should not be simple." An Zeliang looked at the president who was recording something.

"Well, the president's father is the Metropolitan Police Commissioner." Nakano Aoi calmly introduced the president's identity.

An Zeliang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Nakano-san is indeed from the underworld and has an extraordinary family background.

If an ordinary person said the words "Superintendent of Police", they would probably be spoken with a tone of envy or admiration.

After all, the Superintendent of Police of Sakura Country comes from a real aristocratic family.

And they are the aristocrats among the aristocrats.

The Superintendent General is the head of the Metropolitan Police Department and one of the most powerful figures in the entire Sakura Country.

This explains why this club is so luxurious.

It seems that the black-hearted president is not a bad person. For example, she brought Tamamo Yuki, a seemingly ordinary girl, into the club. In addition to research, she probably also wanted to protect and help her.

After everyone got to know each other briefly, today's club discussion ended early.

Well, it ended early because Nakano Aoi and Tamamo Yuki were going to visit the president's house.

They seemed to have made this appointment a long time ago and even talked about what to eat tonight.

"Anze-san, are you coming too?"

After Xinggong Lin put away her notebook, she looked at An Zeliang calmly and extended an invitation.

An Zeliang thought for a few seconds, then politely declined, "Sorry, I have to work part-time at a convenience store at night, otherwise my salary will be deducted. If there is a chance next time, I will definitely do it."

Going to a beautiful girl's home late at night and having dinner with three beautiful girls is undoubtedly something that every adolescent boy dreams of.

But An Zeliang thought that he was not familiar enough with the girls in the club and it would be awkward to go, so he made an excuse to refuse.

"Well, President... Mr. Anze does have to work part-time, so he probably doesn't have much time." Although Aoi Nakano said that she understood, she still felt a little disappointed.

But she still admired him in her heart.

It turns out that Anze is not a fickle guy.

"That's such a pity." Xinggong Lin's voice was cold and his expression was calm.

It seemed that An Zeliang's rejection was within her expectations.

After simply saying goodbye to a few girls, An Zeliang left school and went home.

After a whole day of slacking off at school, he is now in great spirits and can't wait to go home for the second simulation.

He is looking forward to the next simulation results.

However, things in the world are not always as we wish.

It should have been a dull journey home from school, but there were a few uninvited guests.

When An Zeliang walked to the side of a street with few people, several young men with dyed hair of various colors, who looked like gangsters, blocked his way home.

An Zeliang originally thought that the other party had found the wrong person, so he turned around and tried to avoid this route.

But three thugs appeared from behind and blocked him in the middle.

Obviously, these thugs came for him and did not find the wrong person.

"Have I ever offended anyone?"

Looking at the unfriendly looks of the thugs, An Zeliang frowned and thought in his heart.

"Hey! Your name is An Zeliang, right?"

Among the gang, a young man with thick eyebrows and a samurai hairstyle approached An Zeliang, raised his mobile phone and compared the photos carefully.

The metal baseball bat in his hand made a harsh sound as it rubbed against the ground.

"Is there anything wrong?" An Zeliang looked at the other party calmly, and his tone was also quite calm.

If it were in the past, facing the siege of five or six thugs, he would definitely be thinking about how to escape.

But now that I have street fighting skills to protect myself, it is not a problem for me to fight these five or six thugs alone.

The only thing you need to be careful about is that these thugs are carrying metal baseball bats. If you don't control the strength well, you might beat them to death.

"What's the matter? Bakayalu! How dare you ask!"

The warrior-haired young man's eyes suddenly became ferocious, and he said coldly, "You little bastard who dared to steal my brother's girlfriend! I'm here to seek justice for him!"

"Steal your friend's girlfriend?"

An Zeliang frowned.

When have I ever done anything so exciting?

Even though he was the Sea King in his previous life, he had a bottom line and never touched a married woman.

If he finds out that the other person is a married woman, he will pull it out and leave without staying for a second.

"Are you sure it's me you're looking for?"

"Of course I'm sure! Your name is An Zeliang, right? Look and see if this is you in the photo." The samurai-headed thug held the phone in front of An Zeliang, letting An Zeliang confirm it himself.

An Zeliang took a look at the secretly taken photo. It only showed the side of the face. It looked like it was taken at school. The person might also be a student. Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "This is not me."

"What? Not you?"

The warrior-haired thug was stunned for a moment, then picked up the photo and carefully compared it with An Zeliang in front of him. Although it was only a side view, he could tell that it was him.

The warrior-headed thug was a little annoyed and said, "You even have the same school uniforms, how could it not be you? Are you trying to trick me? Bakayarō! As a man, don't run away from reality, you bastard!"

An Zeliang shook his head and said seriously: "This is just a profile. Can you be sure it's me just by looking at the school uniform? Our school has the same uniform. You should know this, right?"

"Uh… yeah… yeah?"

The warrior-headed thug was stunned for a moment, and the curse he was about to say was stuck in his throat. He was not sure for a moment, and looked at the photo in his hand carefully again, comparing it.

At this time, the yellow-haired hooligans at the side said quickly: "Yes, Boss, my brother went to high school and I know that. The school uniforms of high schools are all the same, so we can't identify people by their uniforms. It would be bad if we hit the wrong person."

When the other thugs heard this, they immediately agreed.

"That's right, Boss. Even though we are not good people, we can't just bully students."

"Yeah, it would be bad if we hurt innocent students. They still have to go to school tomorrow."

"Bah! Who said we're not good people? We are good people! We're here to help our friends vent their anger. We're beating up the bad guy who cheated on someone's girlfriend, not bullying students."

Listening to his brothers' words, the samurai-headed gangster was also conflicted for a moment.

He was not sure whether the student in front of him was the guy who seduced his friend's girlfriend, but he couldn't let him go so easily.

The warrior-headed thug pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of something. He immediately looked at An Zeliang with a very smart expression and said, "I have an idea! I can take a picture of you and send it to my friend so that he can confirm whether it is you, right?"

"So you have nothing to say?"

The gangsters' eyes lit up when they heard this.

"The boss is still smart!"

"Yeah! You are worthy of being the only one among us brothers who has attended junior high school!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Boss, take a picture of him!"

"..."

then.

Confirmed by taking photos.

The warrior-headed thug suddenly became angry.

"Bakayalu! How dare you lie to me!!" he scolded An Zeliang.

And through his behavior, An Zeliang was certain that the guy who ordered these thugs must know him.

Could it be a student in the class?

Or, in school?

but,

Don’t think about these things for now, let’s deal with these thugs first.

"Well, now that you have recognized me, let's have a fair fight between men!" An Zeliang suddenly became serious.

"A fight between men? Baka! You finally dare to accept the challenge! Come on!"

The warrior-headed thug twisted his wrist and accepted the duel, and turned to his brothers and said, "Don't attack me later, even if I get beaten to death! Do you hear me?"

"Okay boss!"

"Come on, boss! Beat up this bad student!"

"I hate guys who steal other people's girlfriends the most! Boss, you have to help me vent my anger!!"

The warrior-headed thug twisted his neck, walked over with a baseball bat, and was ready for a duel.

"Long sack!"

An Zeliang suddenly spoke up to stop the other party. In his puzzled eyes, he pointed at the baseball bat in his hand and said, "Since it is a duel between men, we should speak with fists. Only the weak rely on weapons, right?"

"Of course, if you want to admit that you are a weak person, then I don't mind."

An Zeliang looked calm.

After hearing this, the warrior-headed thug was stunned for a moment and looked down at the baseball bat in his hand.

"Brother, it seems to be like this in the movies. A real man can't use weapons in a one-on-one fight."

Several younger brothers came up and spoke.

"And I heard that in real life, the big brothers in those societies would use their fists to deal with personal grudges. If anyone fights with weapons, they will be looked down upon!"

"We are outnumbered and bullying the minority, and we are using weapons. What's more, he is only a high school student. If he spreads this matter someday, we will definitely be laughed at!"

"Yeah, teaching a student a lesson like this is embarrassing even if it doesn't get out!"

"And if Jiechuan and his gang knew about this, they would definitely make fun of us..."

"As a man, how can you leave behind such a dark history?"

Listening to the discussions of his fellow thugs, the samurai-headed thug suddenly felt the baseball bat in his hand getting hot.

really……

It's just a lesson for a high school student, but you actually have to use weapons?

If other people knew about this, they would definitely laugh at me!

The most important thing is, if Miss Lingzi knew about this...

How can we look at him then!

Absolutely, absolutely, we cannot let this happen!

"Ah! All right!"

The warrior-headed thug raised his hand and signaled his minions to quiet down.

He looked at An Zeliang again, threw the baseball bat aside, and snorted, "I never said from the beginning that I would use weapons to teach you a lesson! It's just that you said what I was going to say in advance!"

"Come on now. I have no weapon in my hand. Let's have a fair duel between men!"

"In that case, I'll satisfy you." An Zeliang twisted his shoulders and smiled.

Just as he was about to attack, the samurai-headed thug suddenly spoke.

"Long sack!"

"Ok?"

The warrior-headed thug pointed at the schoolbag on his back and said, "Boy, put the schoolbag down first, otherwise you won't be able to use your full strength and get beaten down by me."

"Besides, if you break the books or tools inside, how will you go to school tomorrow?"

"?"

An Zeliang didn't expect that this little bastard was so considerate.

He smiled.

then.