The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

The sound also aroused the vigilance of several armed gangsters. The location of this bookstore is not remote, but it was built quite a long time ago. Kudo Shinichi and his friends often came here to buy books when they were children, so they met here this time.

Onodera Keiji, as the leader, stopped his men's actions, watched the person who pushed the door open walk in, and pointed the gun in his hand at the door.

The sapphire-haired boy tapped the ground with his metal cane, but the sound was dull, not the crisp sound of metal hitting metal. Onodera Keiji glanced at the children hiding behind the bookshelf, then turned his gaze back to the blind boy and snorted with contempt.

The visitor's eyes were covered with a layer of shadow, which was originally a light smoky blue color, but it became darker because of the morbidity. It didn't take much to tell that he was blind.

He had not intended to cause any big trouble, so he ignored those little ghosts who were not very good at hiding. Their only target was the things that the man had stolen.

The higher-ups required that they must get it before tonight, otherwise they would not be alive, so their goal was very clear, which was to get the USB flash drive that must be in this bookstore.

"Take this blind man and put him with the kids, out of the way."

The young man stopped walking inside and raised his head. The ends of his hair that were loosely draped over his shoulders slid down with his movement, allowing the man who was approaching to catch him to see the two low ponytails.

The boy with two obviously discordant low ponytails asked politely, "Excuse me, what happened here?"

Obviously, no one present would answer his question, and no criminal would feel offended by his politeness. Only the old man sitting at the front desk couldn't bear it and said that he really didn't know and begged them to let the people here go.

"Ha, stop pretending. We have checked it out clearly. The USB flash drive is right here." The burly man said this and switched the gun to one hand. He sneered and was about to pull the skinny boy in front of him, and he deliberately hid his strength to pull the hair that looked well-maintained.

He looked down on such effeminate men, especially those with long hair, fair complexion and good looks. This guy even had twin ponytails like little girls, which made him look even more effeminate.

This was just the bad luck that the other party had brought upon him. If he had to blame anyone, he could only blame the other person for going in the wrong direction, as a blind man had chosen to walk into this store.

His previous woman ran off with a sissy gigolo and took away his money before leaving, leaving him with no choice but to come to this place to make a living. He has to be very careful every day for fear of losing his head one day.

Thinking of this, the man became even angrier, but before his fingertips touched the black hair ribbon, he was hit on the arm by a black metal rod. Suddenly, his entire arm felt numb, and he almost lost consciousness in pain. Even the cells in his body were clamoring in pain.

“Ahhhh——!!”

The gun fell to the ground and the sturdy man covered his arm with his hands. He was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat. He slammed his knees to the ground, and their collision with the floor made a loud, teeth-grinding noise.

In just a few seconds, several men who had originally not taken this man seriously clenched their guns and pointed them at the young man who patted his sleeves at the door. Their eyes were no longer contemptuous and their expressions became serious.

"I'm sorry," the boy said, with his back to the man who was kneeling and howling in pain. He said with a sincere and apologetic tone, as if he didn't want this to happen and that he was being unreasonable. He even felt a little embarrassed. "This is a bet I made with a certain kid and I lost. If I mess up her hair, she probably won't be happy. It will give me a headache."

"After all, I can't see, and there's no way to restore my hair to its original shape, so--"

The young man faced the direction where the remaining few people were standing, smiled, raised his cane and chopped at the kneeling man, the end of the cane accurately hit the back of the man's neck, and the almost piercing scream stopped abruptly.

"Could you please cooperate a little?"

This situation can no longer be resolved peacefully.

Kudo Shinichi was stunned by this sudden change and his eyes widened. He didn't even see how the boy, who looked not much older than them, moved his hands, but the man knelt on the ground wailing. This made him doubt whether he had underestimated the other party's fighting strength.

What if the other side is just a paper tiger? Look, one of them fell without even two hits, and he was holding a gun in broad daylight...

That's right! Gun!

"They all have guns! Get out of the way!" Kudo Shinichi had no time to hesitate. He raised his voice to remind the weak boy, but the moment the bullet was about to be fired, the other party took action first.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the young man dodged and kicked the man on the left. There was a flash of cold light between his sleeves, followed by blood splattering. Bright red blood bloomed on the wrist of the other man. The wound was so deep that the bone was visible, and the accompanying pain instantly made him drop the gun in his hand.

The cane knocked the gun that fell in mid-air far away, and the young man took advantage of the opportunity to give a soothing smile to the old man who was holding his breath in fear. His smoky blue eyes were still empty, but he swiftly dodged all attacks directed at him.

The two girls were worried at first, but they became inexplicably excited at the end. Suzuki Sonoko pressed half of her body weight on Hoshimi Mei. She imitated the moves she learned from the movies, and her eyes even sparkled as she watched the boy who had the upper hand move with ease.

Mao Lilan was more restrained. Although she was not as excited as Suzuki Sonoko, she also watched intently, and her eyes went from being frightened to shining. She even compared it to the karate she had learned, and dreamed whether she could also develop such skills.

Kudo Shinichi looked at the two girls who stuck their heads out with some helplessness, sympathized with Xinghai Mei who was pressed at the bottom, and quickly retracted his gaze to focus on the fierce battle at the front desk.

The young man knocked out the first man who had been disarmed with the end of his cane, and slowly approached the leader. When he retracted the cane, he even had a bit of elegance like an old-time noble.

Onodera Keiji was also injured. His arm was also hit, and the pain numbed his entire arm instantly. The pain that numbed the nerves and spread throughout the body was more destructive of one's will than a sword, but he was more able to endure it and still managed to hold on.

The magazine of the gun in his hand was empty, but not a single shot hit the ghostly boy in front of him.

He couldn't help but start wondering where this person came from. How could such an awesome figure not be famous in the underworld?

Moreover, this man is blind!

Several people were defeated by a weak blind man. Wouldn't it be hilarious if people told this? It would be a lifelong joke!

Onodera Keiji was thinking frantically in his mind, filtering out the notorious bosses one by one, and in the end the answer was no.

"The breathing sound is too obvious. If you want to fight me--" While Onodera Keiji was thinking, the young man with his hair still in disarray walked up to him and stopped. He raised his hand and pressed the end of his cane against the carotid artery in the man's neck. Although he did not use much force, Onodera Keiji felt that the blood was flowing back and rushing straight to his head.

"At least hold your breath for now."