Ryuzaki Shin looked at Makise's suit pants, which had been forcefully ripped, and his expression, which was uglier than crying. He froze for a moment, then couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.
He thought to himself, 'Holy crap! What a natural talent!'
This guy, despite his ugly looks, certainly has some impressive 'capital'.
If he became a host, he'd probably be the top earner in Kabukicho.
Those rich ladies would probably be lining up to throw money at him.
The more Ryuzaki Shin thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed. Makise, instead of being a 'King of Ducks,' was wasting his talent by being a delinquent at Suzuran.
"Hey! No laughing!"
Makise watched Ryuzaki Shin laughing so hard he was bent over, and his already flushed face instantly turned liver-colored.
He felt like he had never been so humiliated in his life!
He spun around abruptly and darted into the dark alley beside them.
Then, with his back to them, he said in a muffled voice, almost on the verge of tears:
"You guys... you guys go first. I... I'm a bit inconvenienced..."
Ryuzaki Shin looked at his cowardly demeanor, as if he wished he could find a hole to crawl into, and the smile on his face grew wider.
He didn't continue to mock him, but slowly pulled out a pair of... extremely flashy, floral-patterned boxer shorts from his pocket.
Just kidding, Shin-nii had already anticipated this situation.
Those boxer shorts were red and green, with several large peonies printed on them—truly, so unfashionable it was trendy.
He tossed the boxer shorts casually, and they landed precisely on Makise's head.
Then, he winked at Makise and said in the tone of an experienced man, indifferently:
"Here, put them on. Young man, full of vigor, I understand."
Makise ripped the boxer shorts off his head. He originally wanted to say, "I don't want them."
But when he saw his own soaked underwear and his completely ruined suit pants, he ultimately accepted reality with humiliation.
He hid in the shadows of the alley, quickly changed his pants, and then put on those rustic, floral-patterned boxer shorts.
And you know what, they fit quite well, and... they were quite cool.
However, he still sighed.
He thought, even late at night, walking around Kabukicho in a pair of big floral boxer shorts was still a bit undignified.
He thought for a moment, preparing to go to the alley entrance and tell Ryuzaki Shin and the others to go ahead, and he would wait a bit until fewer people were around, so as not to embarrass them.
Who knew, as soon as he reached the alley entrance, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
Ryuzaki Shin, Izaki Shun, and that seemingly frail little sprout, Sasaki Yu.
All three of them had taken off their pants!
They were standing side by side, wearing the exact same floral-patterned boxer shorts as him.
With that silly, "brothers for life" smile on their faces.
Laughing as they looked at him.
Makise didn't know why, but he felt a strange pang in his nose.
He had originally thought he would be mocked by these guys for wearing such a tacky pair of pants.
But he hadn't expected them to... Ha, these men.
Damn it... he felt like crying!
Just as he was overwhelmed with emotion and about to say a few polite words.
Ryuzaki Shin, however, impatiently pouted and waved at him.
"Hey, Makise, why are you acting shy like a bride?"
He paused, then said in an extremely annoying, mischievous tone:
"Could it be... that your own 'capital' is too weak, and you're afraid to show it?"
As soon as these words came out, Izaki Shun and Sasaki Yu burst into laughter.
And Makise, the emotion that had just welled up in his heart, instantly vanished.
He felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.
He suddenly straightened his back, his face stern, and roared at Ryuzaki Shin:
"Huh?! Who are you talking about?!"
"If you want to compare that, then I'm wide awake today!"
"If you dare, all of you come in, and today we'll compare our 'things' and see who's the true big shot!"
Ryuzaki Shin heard this and a mischievous smile appeared on his face.
Without another word, he immediately ducked into the dark alley.
"Bring it on, who's afraid of whom!"
Izaki Shun and Sasaki Yu followed him in.
After all, men always have that damnable, inexplicable obsession in this area.
A moment later.
In the alley, the others looked down at Ryuzaki Shin.
Three perfectly synchronized exclamations of shock and disbelief rang out:
"Big Brother... it's really big!"
...Four men, wearing identical floral-patterned boxer shorts, walked side by side on the streets of Kabukicho.
The scene was indescribably harmonious, indescribably... bizarre.
Passersby looked at them with expressions as if they were watching lunatics.
But the four men didn't care at all.
They walked arm in arm, laughing loudly, as if the whole world consisted only of themselves.
When they reached a crossroads, preparing to go their separate ways.
Makise stopped.
He looked at Ryuzaki Shin, and an unprecedentedly serious expression appeared on his already ugly face.
"Hey, Ryuzaki."
Ryuzaki Shin was about to leave, but heard the call and turned around.
Makise looked at him with an extremely serious gaze, and slowly, word by word, said:
"Tomorrow, let's go spray graffiti at the top of Suzuran together..."
Ryuzaki Shin smiled, looking at Makise's eyes, which were burning with excitement and fighting spirit.
He didn't say anything more, just reached out and heavily patted Makise's shoulder, which was as solid as a rock.
"It's a deal."
Then, he turned around and waved casually at Izaki Shun and Sasaki Yu, who were beside him.
"Let's go, time to head back."
Izaki Shun also smiled and nodded. He glanced at the ugly man beside him, whose fighting spirit had been completely ignited by Ryuzaki Shin, and thought to himself.
Makise, this guy, although not very smart, is indeed a man worth befriending.
He extended his fist towards Makise and lightly bumped it.
"Tomorrow, see you on the rooftop."
"Alright!"
Makise nodded heavily, feeling all the blood in his body boiling.
Sasaki Yu saw that the three Big Brothers had already reached a consensus and quickly imitated them, extending his fair and tender little fist towards Makise.
"Big Brother Makise, good luck tomorrow!"
Makise looked at his sincere yet somewhat comical expression and couldn't help but laugh, also extending his fist to bump his.
Then, Izaki Shun and Sasaki Yu also left to go home.
Sasaki Yu originally wanted his driver to take Ryuzaki Shin, but Ryuzaki Shin waved his hand, saying he wanted to walk alone, politely declining his offer.
Although Sasaki Yu was a bit puzzled, he still nodded obediently and disappeared into the night in that understatedly luxurious Toyota Century.
Watching the three of them leave, Ryuzaki Shin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He took off his flashy floral boxers and changed into his old but well-fitting jeans.
Then, he instinctively fumbled in his pocket, wanting to light a cigarette and savor the exhilarating battle of the night.
To his surprise, after fumbling for a long time, he found nothing.
"Damn it, where are my cigarettes?"
He then remembered that his pack of cigarettes, with only one left, seemed to have been… given to Izaki Shun.
"Sigh, the craving for a smoke is really getting to me."
Ryuzaki Shin pouted, scratching his head in annoyance.
Just then, the new model phone in his pocket, "gifted" by Inokari, suddenly rang with a "ding-a-ling."
Ryuzaki Shin was a bit surprised. Who would call him so late?
Could it be… that woman?
As soon as he thought of Uehara Asuka's gentle and pretty face, Ryuzaki Shin's heart inexplicably softened.
The fierceness on his face, which had just experienced a fierce battle, quietly dissipated a few points, replaced by a tenderness he hadn't even noticed himself.
He smiled as he answered the phone, speaking in the gentlest tone possible:
"Hello, Asuka? Have you settled in?"
However, what came from the other end of the phone was not the gentle and charming voice he had expected.
Instead, it was a deafening torrent of expletives, full of violence and anger!
"You son of a bitch! Who the hell are you?! How dare you ruin my plans?! I'm telling you, you're dead! Just go wash your neck and wait for me!"
"If I don't chop you into mincemeat, I'll write my name, Onizuka, backwards!"
Hey, damn it!
Ryuzaki Shin had been gentle for a second, but hearing that familiar, reckless cursing instantly enraged him!
That idiot named Onizuka?
Where did he get the guts to even call and provoke him?
When it came to cursing, Ryuzaki Shin had never feared anyone when he was out on the streets!
You see, in that era, before two groups faced off, the most important part was to first engage in a war of words!
Whoever had more momentum, whoever swore more, would be able to psychologically overpower the opponent before the fight even began!
This skill, which could be called a national treasure, had long been etched into his DNA!
Ryuzaki Shin took a deep breath, and then, towards the other end of the phone, began his exhilarating performance.
"I'll f*ck your mother! You son of a bitch! What kind of trash are you to dare yell at me?! "
"Did you not check the almanac before leaving home this morning, did a donkey kick your brain? Or did your mother grow the placenta and throw you away when she gave birth to you?!"
"With a face that looks like a car crash, how dare you even try to make a living? I don't think you're from Red Scorpion, you're from Red Cliff, aren't you? Specifically responsible for borrowing the east wind?"
"Onizuka? I think even ghosts find you too ugly to bother catching you! Do you believe I'll come over right now and shove your casserole-sized fist into your asshole-like mouth?!"
Ryuzaki Shin, without pausing for breath, unleashed decades of accumulated insults like a machine gun, pouring them out frantically!
Onizuka on the other end of the phone was completely stunned by the barrage of insults.
He had wanted to interject a few times, but found he couldn't find any opportunity to speak!
The other person's speaking speed was like a Gatling gun, every word like a bullet coated in potent poison, accurately shooting into the deepest part of his most fragile soul!
"I'll f*ck…"
He finally found a gap where Ryuzaki Shin paused to breathe, and just managed to blurt out two words.
Ryuzaki Shin started again!
"F*ck your mother! Still daring to talk back?!"
"Do you think you're so awesome? I think you're a fly on cow dung, buzzing non-stop!"
"Do you believe I'll tattoo QR codes all over you from head to toe, so you can experience what QR code payment is like?"
"If you dare to utter another word, I guarantee that tomorrow, the fish in Tokyo Bay will taste fresh sashimi with the flavor of knife scars!"
...Ryuzaki Shin cursed for a full five minutes, feeling his thoughts flow freely and his body completely relaxed.
He walked into a 24-hour convenience store by the roadside, leisurely bought a pack of Seven Star cigarettes, then leisurely lit one and took a deep drag.
"Hello, why aren't you talking?" he asked lazily into the phone, with an extremely contemptuous tone, "Giving up?"
On the other end of the phone, there was a long silence.
Then, Onizuka's voice, which had become exceptionally gloomy, as if it could drip water, came through.
"Kid… do you know whose plans you ruined tonight?"
Ryuzaki Shin then realized that this voice didn't sound like that idiot Onizuka's.
Although equally unpleasant, it had a hint of… sinister coldness and viciousness.
His mind raced, and he instantly understood.
A small-time character like Onizuka wouldn't dare cause trouble in a top-tier nightclub like Elysium.
Behind him, there must be someone pulling the strings!
However, it didn't matter.
He flicked the ash from his cigarette and said impatiently, "Spit it out, I'm sleepy, I don't have time to bullshit with you."
"Hmph, kid, you've got guts." The voice on the other end became even colder, "Do you dare to tell us your address?"
Ryuzaki Shin smiled.
Damn it, a challenge to fight, huh? Bring it on!
He said directly:
"Suzuran, Ryuzaki Shin."
"If you've got the guts, come find me."
"Damn it, if you don't come, you're my grandson!"
Onizuka, or rather, the person behind Onizuka, noticeably paused when he heard the words "Suzuran."
Clearly, he also knew what kind of place Suzuran was.
Before he could utter any more threats, Ryuzaki Shin had already impatiently hung up the phone.
"Damn, a bunch of useless punks."
He pouted, his heart completely unmoved.
Bōsōzoku?
Red Scorpion?
In his eyes, they were just a bunch of ghost fire youths riding their bikes, thinking they were cool.
Compared to real gangsters, they were just playing house.
He didn't even bother to think about who the other party really was.
Anyway, they would all be taken out by him sooner or later.
Right now, the most important thing was… to find a place to sleep!
He yawned and casually found a seemingly clean love hotel on the street, and walked in.
He had just finished checking in at the front desk and was about to go upstairs with his room card.
The phone in his pocket, which belonged to Inokari, rang again.
Ryuzaki Shin cursed "Damn it, it's not over yet" under his breath, quickly walked into the room he had booked, and then impatiently answered the phone.
"Hello! Damn it! Are you f*cking never going to stop?!"
However, what came from the other end of the phone was not the cursing he had expected.
Instead, it was a woman's voice, with a hint of timidity and concern.
"Shin… what's wrong with you…?"
Ryuzaki Shin was stunned by the sudden gentle female voice, swallowing the curses that were about to escape his lips.
However, his mind, honed by years in the underworld, devised a countermeasure in just one second.
He cleared his throat, completely shedding the violent thuggish air he had just moments before.
Adopting a lazy tone, he spoke into the phone:
"Ha, it's you, Asuka."
"Nothing much, just a few blind idiots who wanted some free medical service from me. I'm thinking of finding an opportunity in a few days to 'serve' them properly."
...
Uehara Asuka on the other end of the phone was utterly confused by his words.
What medical service?
What 'serve' them?
She didn't understand at all.
But she didn't want to ask too many questions.
In her view, as a traditional Sakura Country woman, it was best for women not to interfere in men's affairs.
She only needed to know that he was safe now, and that was enough.
"That's good..."
Uehara Asuka breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, like a little girl who had found someone to confide in, she began chattering, reporting her day's activities to Ryuzaki Shin.
"Shin, let me tell you, your friend is really amazing!"
"His driver, Uncle Nakamura, first took me to Ginza and bought me the latest model of mobile phone. Then he gave me a 100,000 yen shopping card. I didn't want to take it, but he insisted, saying it was... a small token of your friend's regard."
"I felt I shouldn't appear petty in front of your friend, so I took it."
Ryuzaki Shin listened, chuckling inwardly: This Sasaki Yu really knows how to handle things.
"Then, Uncle Nakamura safely dropped me off at my niece's house. Her name is Nanako, she's a university teacher, and she's very kind. She comforted me for a long time."
"We went shopping together in the afternoon. I used that shopping card to buy you... to buy you a new shirt. The one you're wearing is already torn..."
"We had sukiyaki for dinner. Nanako said that restaurant is the best in Tokyo, and the taste was truly wonderful. Next time... next time, I'll take you to eat there, okay?"
Ryuzaki Shin listened quietly, not interrupting her.
He leaned back on the soft bed in the love hotel, a freshly lit Seven Stars cigarette dangling from his lips, the smoke swirling, obscuring his deep-set eyes.
He listened to the woman on the other end of the phone, sharing the little details of her day in a gentle, slightly joyful, rambling voice.
That feeling was very strange.
It was like a warm ray of sunshine piercing through layers of gloom, shining into his heart, which had been cold for many years.
In his previous life, there were only two kinds of people around him.
One kind wanted to gain something from him, and the other wanted him to gain nothing at all.
He had never experienced this feeling before.
This feeling made him feel unfamiliar... "...Shin, are you listening?"
The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became a little cautious.
Ryuzaki Shin snapped back to reality. He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, then chuckled softly.
"Of course, I'm listening."
"You... you won't think I'm nagging, will you?"
A hint of nervousness was in Uehara Asuka's voice.
Ryuzaki Shin's lips curved into a smile. He deliberately used an impatient tone, saying lazily:
"You are quite nagging, like an old woman."
...
The phone went silent instantly, leaving only a faint, suppressed breathing sound.
Ryuzaki Shin could even imagine the woman biting her lip, her eyes red, looking utterly wronged at that moment.
He chuckled inwardly, then slowly added:
"But I like it."
Uehara Asuka's face instantly flushed, and her heart pounded wildly.
This man... he... how could he be so charming!
Just as her heart was stirred, and she didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, an embarrassing sound came from the phone.
...
Uehara Asuka froze instantly.
She wasn't a little girl; of course, she knew what that sound was.
Ryuzaki Shin... he... where was he?
He was with another woman... In an instant, endless feelings of grievance and disappointment, like a tide, engulfed her.
Ryuzaki Shin was also dumbfounded.
Damn it!
The soundproofing of this hotel was too poor!
He cursed inwardly, listening to the pig-like moans from next door, his head buzzing.
Just then, Uehara Asuka on the other end of the phone, in a tearful, trembling voice, cautiously asked:
"Shin... you... where are you?"
"Uh..." Ryuzaki Shin's lips twitched. He could only tell the truth, "In a... love hotel."
...
The phone line fell silent again, like death.
Uehara Asuka felt her face was so hot it could fry eggs.
She gripped her phone tightly, even her breathing becoming rapid.
In this extremely awkward atmosphere, her room door suddenly opened.
A young girl in cartoon pajamas poked her head out and asked curiously:
"Auntie, who are you talking to? Why is your face so red?"
"Ah! Nanako!"
Uehara Asuka was startled. She glanced at her phone in a panic, then said urgently into the phone:
"Shin! My... my niece is looking for me! I... I'll call you tomorrow!"
She paused, hesitated, and finally mustered the courage to quickly whisper, in a voice as soft as a mosquito's:
"Shin... I miss you very much..."
Then, like a startled deer, she quickly hung up the phone.
Ryuzaki Shin listened to the busy signal on the phone, a helpless yet doting smile playing on his lips.
This woman was truly interesting.
However... He cast his gaze towards the thin wall next door, his eyes instantly turning cold.
Damn it, it's too noisy!
He thought for a moment and decided not to simply and crudely bang on the wall; that was too lacking in skill.
Then, a very wicked smile appeared on his face, and he dialed the emergency number.
The call connected quickly.
Ryuzaki Shin didn't speak; instead, he directly held the phone's earpiece against the wall next door.
The operator on the other end was stunned for a full three seconds.
Then, in a very professional but slightly trembling voice, she cautiously asked:
"Moshi moshi... Excuse me, is... is someone being kidnapped? Do... do you need rescue?"
Ryuzaki Shin listened to the voice on the phone, barely suppressing his laughter.
Then he cleared his throat, lowered his voice, and in an anxious, tearful tone, quickly said into the phone:
"Help... help me! I... I hear a woman screaming in room 302! Hurry! Someone's going to die if you don't come soon!"
After speaking, he didn't give the other party any time to react. With a "snap," he hung up the phone and then skillfully turned off his mobile.
Having done all this, he lay back on the bed, satisfied, a detached smile on his face, as if to say, "Mission accomplished, now to retreat, my achievement and name hidden deep."
Next door, room 302.
The couple was completely oblivious.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A sudden, extremely violent pounding on the door, comparable to a demolition team, echoed from outside!
Immediately followed by a furious roar, full of authority and righteousness!
"Police! Open the door!"
The man instantly jolted!
And then there was nothing else.
The two looked at each other, their faces filled with terror and confusion.
Raid on prostitution?
What a joke?!
They were a legitimate couple, and they had paid for the room!
How could it be a raid on prostitution?!
The man scrambled out of bed, fumbling to pull on his pants, cursing incessantly:
"Damn it! Which blind idiot dares to investigate me?!"
However, before he could even finish putting on his pants.
"Boom!"
A loud bang!
The already flimsy door was directly kicked open from the outside!
Immediately, seven or eight police officers in uniform, armed with batons, rushed in like divine soldiers descending from heaven, full of momentum!
The leading officer looked at the disheveled woman on the bed, then at the man on the floor wearing only underwear, a "just as I thought" expression on his face.
Without a word, he stepped forward and, with a clean and swift grappling move, pinned the man firmly to the ground.
"Don't move! Police!"
"You are suspected of rape. Come with us!"
The man was pressed against the cold floor, his expression shifting from anger to shock, and then to... utter bewilderment.
Ra... rape?
What the hell was going on?!
...
Suzuran High School, rooftop.
Under the dazzling sunlight, a dozen students in various school uniforms, like lambs to the slaughter, were tied together with ropes, their mouths stuffed with rags, their faces filled with terror and despair.
On their bodies, white tape bore sequential numbers from "1" to "10".
Opposite them, the executives of the Serizawa Army were puffing on cigarettes, watching everything with a mocking expression.
This was Serizawa Tamao's daily entertainment project—
Human bowling.
The Mikami Brothers, twins equally notorious at Suzuran, now stood like two acrobats, one on each side of a large iron barrel.
Beneath their feet was a makeshift seesaw made from discarded desks, and at the other end of the seesaw was a rusty iron ball.
Mikami Manabu shouted, "Ready—"
Mikami Gou continued, "Up!"
As soon as the words fell, the brothers simultaneously exerted force, leaping high from the iron barrel and then stomping heavily on the other end of the seesaw!
"Bang!"
A loud bang!
The heavy iron ball was instantly thrown high into the air!
Serizawa Tamao, standing by, saw the iron ball take flight, and a glimmer of excitement instantly burst forth from his perpetually sleepy eyes!
He suddenly turned, his body arcing powerfully through the air, delivering an incredibly stylish spinning kick that struck the tumbling iron ball with pinpoint accuracy!
"Boom!"
The iron ball, whistling through the air like a cannonball, wildly crashed towards the tied-up, trembling "bowling pins"!
The Serizawa Army executives, seeing this, all showed cruel and excited smiles, ready to enjoy a bloody spectacle.
However, just as the iron ball was about to hit the first "pin"!
An unexpected change occurred!
"Bang!"
A duller, louder explosion suddenly burst in mid-air!
A black figure, like a ghost, had appeared before the tied-up students without anyone noticing!
He simply delivered a side kick!
The large iron ball, incredibly, arced through the air and flew far away.
The entire scene instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Sasaki Yu stood not far away; he subconsciously raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, looking at the figure bathed in sunlight, like a god descended from heaven, and couldn't help but exclaim:
"Wow, Shin-nii, that was definitely... a home run!"
The newcomer was Ryuzaki Shin!
Serizawa Tamao had been looking forward to seeing whether his shot would result in a "strike" or a "spare".
However, a challenger suddenly appeared and kicked his ball away!
His mood instantly plummeted from heaven to hell!
An uncontrollable rage surged to his head!
"Baka yarou!"
He roared, about to lose his temper, but was held back by Tatsukawa Tokio beside him.
Tokio winked at him, signaling him not to be impulsive.
Only then did Serizawa notice that after the figure appeared, the door to the rooftop was pushed open again.
Chuta, Izaki Shun, Makise... one after another, notorious figures at Suzuran, now stood like the most loyal guards, uniformly behind that man.
Ryuzaki Shin ignored Serizawa's gaze, which was practically spitting fire.
He simply slowly pulled a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
Sasaki Yu beside him immediately understood.
He pulled out a clearly expensive lighter from his pocket and, with a "click," lit his cigarette.
Ryuzaki Shin took a deep drag, then started walking directly towards Serizawa and his group.
Izaki Shun and the others behind him also followed silently.
One step, two steps, three steps... with each step they took, the people on the Serizawa Army's side felt their hearts being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.
The silent yet suffocating pressure made the air on the entire rooftop seem to solidify.
However, just when everyone thought a world-shattering battle was about to erupt.
Ryuzaki Shin made a move that surprised everyone.
He didn't even glance at Serizawa; he just walked straight past him.
As if this so-called "King of Beasts" was nothing more than insignificant air in his eyes.
He walked to the edge of the rooftop.
In front of the wall covered with various provocative declarations and gang graffiti.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, he nonchalantly took a broken ladder, obtained from who knows where, from Chuta and set it against the wall.
He climbed up.
At the highest point of Suzuran, the position symbolizing the apex, he pulled out a can of black spray paint from his pocket.
"Ssshhh—"
He shook it, then, stroke by stroke, slowly wrote—
Ryuzaki Shin.
After finishing, he casually tossed the spray can behind him, then lightly jumped down from the three-meter-high ladder, dusting off his hands.
After doing all this, he finally turned around.
He walked in front of the man he had ignored the entire time, whose face was so dark it looked like it was about to drip water.
He took a deep drag of his cigarette, then slowly and contemptuously exhaled a thick cloud of smoke onto Serizawa's face.
"Hey, Serizawa."
"I heard this is your territory?"
Serizawa could no longer hold back!
He felt an unprecedented humiliation!
He roared and lunged forward, swinging his fist!
"You're fucking looking for death! My bowling game isn't finished yet! Don't you know any fucking manners?!"
However, Tatsukawa Tokio held him tightly by the waist, dragging him backward.
"Serizawa! Calm down! Don't be impulsive!"
Tokio recognized this guy; he was the transfer student he'd seen in the hallway on his very first day!
He had already heard from others yesterday that he had taken on Izaki Shun's group by himself and was not to be trifled with!
"Calm down your mother! Let go of me!"
Serizawa struggled wildly.
Tokio remained unmoved; he turned to Ryuzaki Shin and said in a deep voice:
"You're here to challenge Serizawa, aren't you?"
"But..."
His words were cut short by Izaki Shun's cold voice.
"Tokio, who do you think you are?"
"When did the Serizawa Army change its name to the Tokio Army?"
Tokio's face instantly turned ugly.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
Just then.
In his mind, the system's prompt sounded again!
"Ding! Detecting that the host is in the final showdown, God-tier Choice System activated!"
"Option One: Silence is golden, use fists instead of words. Completion Reward: Obtain the title [Silent King]"
"Option Two: Deliver a passionate pre-battle speech to Serizawa, from Suzuran's history to the future landscape, using rhetoric to make him willingly submit. Completion Reward: [Rhetoric Mastery] (Advanced)"
"Option Three: The era of the crows should end! It's time to begin your true path of domination! Declare war on the King of Beasts, use the purest violence to tell everyone who the only king of Suzuran is! Completion Reward: Obtain [Hayashida Megumi's Body Template]!"
Hayashida Megumi?!
That BUG-like existence?!
Hayashida Megumi!
Ryuzaki Shin's heart pounded wildly at this moment!
Hayashida Megumi, the strongest man in Suzuran's history!!
He had no interest in Suzuran's power struggles, he was a lone wolf, silent and reserved.
In middle school, he single-handedly fended off 46 street thugs.
The strongest existence in Suzuran's entire history, unbeatable by anyone!
Without hesitation, he silently thought.
"I choose three!"
"Ding! Choice successful! Reward obtained: [Hayashida Megumi's Body Template]!"
The strongest man in Suzuran's history!
Boom—!!!
A power more terrifying and violent than any before, like a breached nuclear reactor, instantly surged from his limbs and bones!
His body, at this moment, seemed to be completely shattered, then reassembled in a more perfect, more powerful way!
The density of his bones reached an unbelievable level!
The strength of his muscles greatly increased!!
He could even clearly feel his height subtly increasing by a few centimeters at this moment!
It was a feeling of absolute power!
Ryuzaki Shin felt the power within him, enough to tear everything apart, and he smiled.
He smiled with immense exhilaration and confidence.
As a transmigrator with a cheat.
It had been three days!
If he couldn't even take down a small Suzuran, that would be too ridiculous!
Suzuran was merely his first starting point for dominating Tokyo!
Everything should end now!
He slowly stomped out the cigarette butt beneath his foot.
Then he looked up, with eyes that seemed to look at a dead man, at Serizawa, who was still struggling in Tokio's arms.
His voice was not loud.
"Hey, Serizawa."
"This afternoon, school grounds, I'll be waiting for you."
"The crows should return to their nest."
"Suzuran, it's time for peace."
In a private hospital in Tokyo, a facility that wasn't top-tier but was clean and tidy.
"Ugh... easy..."
Inokari was lying on the hospital bed, gritting his teeth, letting out uncontrollable groans.
His already corpulent face was now bruised and swollen, like a risen bun, looking both comical and pathetic.
A young nurse, wearing a pink nurse's uniform and with a pure and lovely appearance, was blushing as she carefully dabbed cool ointment with a cotton swab, applying it to him.
This was Inokari's third day in the hospital.
That night, Ryuzaki Shin's 'son-severing kick', though fortunately not causing irreversible damage after a doctor's examination, still left its mark.
As a man who had been in the underworld for so many years, living a life of nightly revelry and never without women, he hadn't been able to do anything these past few days.
He could only stare at the ceiling every day, his temper already boiling inside him.
At this moment, smelling the faint virgin fragrance emanating from the young nurse, and seeing her fair, tender small hand trembling slightly due to nervousness.
A lewd glint flashed in his small, pea-like eyes.
He reached out with a large hand... "Sir! Please... please respect yourself!"
The young nurse was startled by the sudden grab, her pretty face instantly turning red, she cried out and tried to pull back.
However, Inokari grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards him, a smile he thought was handsome but was actually nauseatingly greasy appearing on his face.
"Why run, little beauty, come, let big brother..."
As he spoke, he reached with his other hand to unbutton the nurse's uniform.
However, the next second!
"Ouch—!"
Inokari's expression instantly froze, and then his features contorted in extreme pain, letting out a scream that sounded inhuman!
The young nurse took the opportunity to break free, she looked at Inokari's pained expression, a flash of disgust and fear appearing on her face, then she ran out of the ward without looking back.
Just then.
"Creak—"
The door to the ward was pushed open from the outside.
A sinister and somewhat playful voice slowly drifted in.
"Yo, Inokari, haven't seen you in a few days, so weak? What? Still in the mood for this?"
Inokari endured the intense pain, looked up, and saw Onizuka leaning against the doorway, looking at him with a mocking expression.
This guy was also bruised and swollen, with several band-aids on his face and dark circles around his eyes, like a wounded soldier who had just crawled back from the battlefield.
Seeing him in such a state, Inokari sneered and retorted:
"Damn, you have the nerve to talk about me? Look at your face, like a toad, anyone who didn't know would think you just crawled out of a septic tank."
Onizuka, who was about to mock him further, heard this and his facial muscles instantly twitched.
He subconsciously wanted to get angry.
But with a slight movement, a tearing pain shot through the wounds on his face, making him involuntarily hiss and gasp for a cold breath.
"Damn it..."
He knew that he hadn't come today to bicker with Inokari, that fat slob.
He glanced at the young nurse who had run out, covering her face and still shaken, then slowly closed the door and walked to Inokari's hospital bed.
"Inokari, cut the crap, the boss sent me to ask you, what are you going to do about that kid?"
The boss had already learned through his subordinates that the person who beat Onizuka and crippled Inokari last night was the same person.
As soon as Inokari heard "that kid," his expression turned ferocious.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words:
"What to do? I'm going to kill him!"
Onizuka pouted, a look of disdain on his face.
"With you? Look at yourself now, looking like this, let alone killing him, you can't even get hard, can you?"
"What did you say?!"
Inokari was hit where it hurt and instantly tried to jump up from the bed, but the pain made him let out an "ow" and lie back down.
Onizuka looked at his comical appearance, then smiled with satisfaction, pulled over a chair, and sat down.
"Alright, no more jokes with you." His expression became serious, "I know you were badly beaten by that transfer student, so last night, I took your useless subordinates and went to Elysium nightclub to get even."
"I originally wanted to get revenge for you, but... that kid is really tough, he took care of us."
Inokari was stunned at first when he heard this, then his face instantly darkened, and he looked at Onizuka with icy eyes.
"You said... you took my subordinates?"
Onizuka didn't notice the change in Inokari's tone at all, and instead said somewhat proudly.
"That's right, your subordinates are all following me now, don't worry, once you recover, we brothers will join forces, and the future of Red Scorpion will be ours!"
Inokari understood the implication in Onizuka's words.
Good heavens, I'm here in the hospital, and you're good, you've directly taken over my men?
As a loosely organized group like a biker gang, whoever has the biggest fist and the most subordinates is the boss.
The subordinates have no loyalty to speak of; they follow whoever can bring them prestige and make them money.
Onizuka's actions were clearly meant to sideline him!
And if Ryuzaki Shin knew that Onizuka was able to find his phone number by snatching Inokari's phone, who knows what he would think.
He was about to explode, but Onizuka's next words instantly calmed him down.
"Inokari, now is not the time to talk about these things." Onizuka lowered his voice, his eyes gleaming with greed, "The boss said that as long as we can cripple that kid named Ryuzaki Shin, he'll let us... participate in that business!"
"What?!"
Inokari's breathing instantly quickened when he heard this!
He knew what Onizuka meant by "that business"!
Smuggling!
That was Red Scorpion's most core and most profitable business!
Only the most trusted confidants of the boss were qualified to participate!
He and Onizuka, although also executives, were, to put it bluntly, just high-ranking thugs and had no access to that level.
"The boss... really said that?" Inokari's voice even trembled slightly.
Onizuka nodded, a sly glint in his eyes.
"If you don't believe me, call him yourself and ask."
Inokari's face was constantly changing.
He knew this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Smuggling was a business where you made money while doing nothing.
However... that kid named Ryuzaki Shin was as strong as a monster, they couldn't deal with him at all.
Moreover, Suzuran, that was the holy land of delinquents, their territory.
If dozens of their people went in and alarmed the police, it would be hard to deal with.
After all, no matter what, it was a school.
It's fine for a few adults to cause trouble, but if a group goes in, as soon as someone calls the police, you'll see if the police handle you.
He pondered for a long time, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.
He snatched Onizuka's phone and dialed a number.
Onizuka looked at him, sneering inwardly: This kid, he really has a way?
The call was quickly connected, and a gloomy voice came from the receiver.
"Who is it?"
"Kunō, it's me, Inokari."
"Oh? So it's Inokari, what? My usurious loan to you isn't due yet, is it? Are you in such a hurry to make me pay it back?"
"Kunō, it's not about that." Inokari lowered his voice and said, "I heard that your Armed Front has an executive named Bandō Hideto who's doing very well at Suzuran?"
"I want to ask him... to help me deal with someone."
Kunō Hideomi, on the other end of the phone, laughed loudly when he heard this.
"Inokari, Inokari, you really think highly of me."
"That kid Bandō Hideto is very arrogant, I can't order him around."
Inokari gritted his teeth, he knew this old fox was playing coy, waiting for him to make an offer.
He steeled his heart and said directly: "That 4 million loan of yours, you don't have to pay it back!"
He knew that as long as he could participate in the smuggling, this amount of money was nothing!
Kunō Hideomi still said unhurriedly: "Is that so... but, Bandō seems to have a bad cold recently, and he's not feeling well..."
"Damn it!"
Inokari cursed fiercely in his heart, this old fox was too damn greedy!
However, his subordinate Bandō was indeed a considerable force at Suzuran, and he also had dozens of people under him, so sending him to deal with Ryuzaki Shin was indeed the best choice.
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words:
"3 million! After it's done, I'll give you another 3 million yen!"
Kunō Hideomi stopped pretending, he was waiting for that very sentence.
"5 million, directly deposited into my account."
"Bandō will go help you with the matter this afternoon, as for what it is, you can discuss it with him yourself."
Inokari clenched his fists, but thinking of the generous reward, he still said sinisterly:
"Good! Kunō better pray that he can complete the mission!"
"My respect for you is limited."
"My subordinate will send you the money in a moment!"
After hanging up the phone, Inokari felt his heart bleeding.
5 million yen!
This was not a small sum for their biker gang!!
Onizuka watched from the side, greatly amused, and said gloatingly: "Yo, Inokari, you're really spending big, huh?"
Inokari gave him a cold glance, then slowly said:
"You... have to pay half of that 5 million."
Onizuka was stunned...