Zongman: Starting From The Wish To Blow The Fist

In the underground world, there are some yakuza organizations that have no deep taboo about Tokyo's Minato area, and regard it as the most dangerous and inaccessible area in Japan.

The prosperity there is fascinating, but there are also invisible swords and swords in the air.

Powers from all walks of life headed by dozens of embassies are intertwined, the power of individuals has been devalued to the extreme, and the power of organizations has been magnified to the extreme.

This is one of the vortexes of power, only the rock will not be crushed.

no doubt.

[Dragon Ball Team] is a rock.

Still pretty durable.

It doesn't have a long history, but because of a boss with outstanding skills, he stands at the top of many yakuza societies.

Even with the rise of high-tech companies in recent years, consortiums have taken advantage of international development, and their pressure on the local area has become more and more considerable, making life extremely difficult for the jihadists.

But [Dragon Ball Group] still stands still, clinging to its one-acre three-point land, operating it like an iron bucket, which made many people sigh.

But just today, [Dragon Ball Team] experienced a little disturbance in the relatively peaceful days.

There is a private land not far from Zojoji Temple.

Backed by Shiba Park, there are shades of greenery, cherry blossoms, and paths paved with ancient bricks, at the end of which is an antique mansion.

If it appeared on a comic, there should be a line of small characters next to it——

""Dragon Ball Group" Base Camp".

There is a lake in the backyard of the mansion.

A man with white hair in a big cloak is sitting on the bank fishing.

At the same time, he was quietly listening to the reports of his cronies.

"...In other words, that incompetent kid not only messed up the plate that he had finally tossed, but also lost his life."

While speaking, he moved the fishing rod in his hand.

A green carp fell into the bucket at his feet before he could react.

Before seeing him make a move, the hook left the fish, returned to the water, and continued to wait for the next prey.

...yes, the hook never went through the mouth of the fish.

It's as if the fishhook has become a human hand, as long as you touch it, you can catch it and catch it.

What an incredible fishing technique.

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

The confidant hesitated and asked.

"What's there to see about a dead body?" The man... Dragon Ball Jubingwei snorted softly, "I really want to see it, do I have to eat tonight? People from the Dragon Ball family will actually open up people, I don’t know where that kid’s martial arts practice is? Do you really think that if you have money and a gun, others can’t kill you?”

"Many people in the group were very angry after hearing about this incident, and wanted to find out the other party to wash away their shame. How do you think this matter should be handled?"

The confidant tentatively said cautiously.

"Well, after all, he is my elder brother's son. Back then when elder brother was still there, he was very popular in the group, but his father is his father, so it has nothing to do with him as a brat."

Dragon Ball Shibingwei smiled, his eyes narrowed into a line, and he looked no different from ordinary middle-aged and elderly people.

"It's all for me to wash away the shame."

"Go, tell them. No one needs to do anything."

"……yes."

Although I really wanted to ask why, but my confidant knew the toughness in the boss's bones, and immediately nodded in response.

"in addition."

Dragon Ball Ten Soldiers changed the subject.

The pupils of the eyes suddenly released a terrifying light.

Like a candle in the dark night, it looks bright but full of coldness.

"Place an order with the Wu clan and offer a reward for the murderer's life. Go now."

"...?!"

The confidant was surprised when he heard this.

Hastily retreated.

"In what age, how could anyone gather people to fight against each other when one of them was beaten to death? Isn't this giving the outsiders a handle?" Dragon Ball Shibingwei sighed: "I don't know how to use resources at all, it's still my baby!" My daughter is smart, she just stays in school and doesn’t do anything, but she doesn’t know that if she doesn’t do it, she won’t make mistakes, and even if she wants to do it, she has to let others do it.”

That's right, the murderer was the Wu clan, so what does it have to do with his Dragon Ball team?

"However... I don't know how long we have to stick to this kind of life before we can usher in a change that can break the situation."

Dragon Ball Jubingwei had a sullen face, his heart was full of gloom.

[Dragon Ball Team] At this point, we are already retreating, we can't retreat, we can't advance, we can't advance.

If you are not careful, you will be attacked by groups, divided and disintegrated.

There can't be any small flaws.

But there are some things that cannot be done.

This is the situation he is facing now.

"Fighting? If I still have the energy I had back then, maybe this would be a good way to break the situation, but now..."

Looking at the fishing rod in his hand, which had been destroyed unknowingly, turned into tiny fragments like gravel and could no longer be grasped, Dragon Ball Shibingwei had a wry smile on his mouth, no longer interested in fishing, turned around and walked away leisurely with his hands behind his back up the shore.

...

black.

It is the main color of the private Shuzhiin Academy High School.

Uniforms are black for both boys and girls.

It looks like a flock of carrion crows.

Perhaps this is too much for a cute girl, but in fact, most of the students studying in this school come from upper-class families in the political and business circles, and they are veritable princes and young ladies.

Under that immature appearance, there is a flexible way of doing things.

Elites and geniuses are not uncommon.

The intensity of competition is unmatched by other schools.

With the end of the spring break and another freshman class, the campus full of Victorian architectural style became lively after a long absence.

But none of this has anything to do with Yato.

Relying on his strong physique, he squeezed abruptly in front of the big kanban, and found his name and class in the placement table.

Then turn around and leave.

Others dare not speak out.

——Class A of the third year.

Yato walked into the classroom, randomly found a seat by the window and sat down.

It doesn't matter if it's the second-to-last seat or not, as long as it can get the sun.

The benefits of sunlight to the human body are self-evident.

From enhancing immunity to promoting metabolism to bone formation, he can do a day without exercising, but he will feel uncomfortable if he does not bask in the sun for a day.

Almost like a Kryptonian.

"Hey, Igarashi, I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to be getting stronger again."

Someone suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

That is to say, Yato is already very familiar with the opponent's voice, and has a very in-depth grasp of the fighting instinct, otherwise, this time, the guy who greeted him will be in trouble.

Yato opened his right eye and glanced at him.

"It's been a spring break, and your dark circles haven't disappeared yet, Bai Yin."

"You don't understand."

Baiyin Yuxing simply sat in front of him, with a triumphant smile on his lips.

"The so-called holiday is the preparation period."

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