Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

26. Blooming Gunfire

Yato walks the bustling streets of Akasaka.

As far as the eye can see, there are colorful neon lights and endless crowds everywhere.

If you get separated from your friends under such circumstances, you can probably only contact them by phone, and then find a place to gather.

"Many people also mean uncontrollable."

Yato thought calmly.

Now that he has confirmed that he is in the situation of being assassinated, he must first consider, what can he do?

It's definitely useless to hide.

Dragon Ball Shibingwei's assassin comes from [The Wu Clan].

With the means of this notorious assassination group, all kinds of information about him may have been rummaged long ago.

In this case, hiding is the last thing to do.

It's okay to be found, if you can't find it, maybe you can go directly to his family and friends to force him to show up.

In the end, you still have to face it.

Therefore, Yato never thought of escaping from the beginning to the end.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to Ryo Himuro and asked for help in preparing some self-defense equipment.

The intention of doing so is already obvious.

That is-head-to-head!

Let's see who can kill who.

If he doesn't die, it must be the other party.

"Where I am now, there are many people, but if I hide in a high place and attack me, then I still have nothing to do." Yato frowned, quite distressed.

He found that he lacked a certain counter-reconnaissance ability.

This is also impossible.

I have only been practicing martial arts for more than a year, so I don't have the energy to master skills in other fields.

"It is said that if you have practiced kung fu to a certain level, you will be able to feel the autumn wind before the cicada moves. If you go down, you will feel it when you are stared at. Needless to say, murderous aura, but I am not far from the realm of perceiving murderous aura. At most, I can sense the strong gaze, but no one knows if I can sense it even hundreds of meters away.”

Yato thought for a while.

Looking around, he found a remote alley and walked in.

He doesn't even dare to drive home now.

In case something goes wrong on the road, the narrow space will not only fail to protect him, but will become a restriction instead.

Go back on a secluded path, so that not only are there fewer people around, but it is easy to distinguish between the enemy and us, and it can also have an impact on sniping from high places.

It was the safest method he could think of so far.

"Should I just take a leave of absence? I won't go to school until this matter is resolved."

Yato hesitated.

After all, if the other party is guarding the place that you must pass on your way to school, should you go or not?

Think so.

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

Yato frowned and walked around a corner.

Then I saw a bunch of dubious guys blocking the road.

Maybe they didn't mean it.

Because among them, there was a tall high school student with a fierce face.

It seems that if Yato comes a few seconds later, there will be a martial arts drama of one person VS a dozen or so.

"Um?"

The gangsters also noticed the movement behind them and turned their heads to look over.

"Who are you kid? Is this guy's helper?"

The first time they saw Yato, they couldn't help but mistakenly thought it was the opponent's reinforcements.

"You guys, get out of the way, don't get in my way."

Yato put his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't regard them as human beings at all, but a group of wild dogs.

"ha?"

Those gangsters are not very old, and their tempers are so hot that they are really like wild dogs. They can't help but want to bite anyone, let alone provocative ones like Yato.

That's right, Yato's words are a kind of provocation in their eyes.

"Bastard, you probably haven't seen your own blood, have you?"

"It doesn't matter if they know each other or not, we'll clean it up together."

"Garbage is going to lie on the ground like garbage."

They sneered and tried to provoke Yato's anger with obscenities.

See them in action.

The expression of the surrounded high school student became very ugly.

"Hey, stay away! This is between me and them."

Yato probably knew why this guy was beaten up by a group of people.

When the kind words came out of his mouth, his tone and demeanor inexplicably wanted to be beaten up.

His eyes swept over the gang of scum in front of him.

Normally, Yato might still be a little free to play with them, but now he doesn't bother to say a word.

Go straight ahead.

It's as if they didn't see these people.

"Hello!" Hikari Narishima panicked.

Want to rush up and stop those gangsters.

His right foot had just stepped out—

The storm is coming.

Puff tom!

...

Those bastards were like rags, they either fell to the ground, hit the wall, or flew up and fell to the ground, but within two or three seconds, only Yato and Hikaru Narishima were left standing with.

"...?!"

Hikari Narushima widened his eyes.

Watching this scene in disbelief.

In the end what happened?

No, it's not like I didn't see anything.

From his perspective, those gangsters seemed to want to block each other, but they were attacked unexpectedly as soon as they approached.

too fast.

So fast that they didn't even have fear.

"Are you blocking the way too?"

Yato quietly watched Narishima Koga.

"!"

Hikari Narishima shuddered, and quickly stuck to the wall, as if avoiding the speeding train in front of him, his movements were quite exaggerated, but looking at his trembling hands and feet, he knew it was just a crisis instinct.

Yato withdrew his gaze and left.

He didn't take his hands out from the beginning to the end.

No, maybe it was a punch.

But with the dynamic vision of normal people, it is impossible to capture the unique straight line trajectory of Jeet Kune Do.

"Who is this guy?"

Narishima Hikaru and I looked at the trembling hands, then at the wailing hooligans lying on the ground, I couldn't help swallowing, and when I looked in the direction where Yato left, my eyes were slowly filled with helplessness. Described by the frenzy.

...

The city is so big, there are always places where the light can't shine.

The abandoned building on the way of Yato is one of them.

The previous fight, no...it wasn't a fight at all, it was just a casual slap of the dust that got on his body accidentally, such a trivial matter couldn't stir up waves in his heart.

He is still thinking and perfecting his countermeasures.

Slap.

Footsteps sounded.

It was someone else's footsteps.

Yato glanced at it, but didn't pay much attention.

Although this place is an abandoned building, it is not completely deserted.

Punks sitting in the shadows smoking and chatting.

Tramps sleeping in place.

There are also ordinary citizens who take shortcuts for convenience like him.

But the citizen Yato saw was a bit 'petite'.

It's a girl.

T-shirt, hot pants, very cool to wear.