Substitute Toyokawa Shoko, you can become stronger by breathing

Jiujo Liansi sneered in his heart and did not respond.

At this moment, Ishikawa Shunya suddenly rolled out from behind the sofa.

This is opportunity.

Kujo Renji suddenly rushed out of the cover and pounced on Ishikawa Shunya at an astonishing speed. Ishikawa Shunya obviously did not expect such a direct attack and hurriedly took a fighting stance.

The two engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand fight in the small living room.

Ishikawa Shunya's fighting skills are obviously professionally trained, his movements are clean and powerful, and his punches, elbows and knees are all deadly.

But Kujo Renji is better.

Although Toyokawa Shoko's body has less combat training, Kujo Renji's combat experience from his previous life can make up for it.

Although his movements were a bit clumsy, his judgment and reaction speed were far beyond that of ordinary people.

Ishikawa Shunya threw a hook punch at Kujo Renji's chin, but he dodged it sideways.

Kujo Renji seized this opportunity and hit Ishikawa Shunya in the ribs with a side kick.

Ishikawa Shunya groaned, but did not retreat. Instead, he grabbed Kujo Renji's ankle and tried to throw him down.

Kujo Renji took advantage of the momentum and kicked Ishikawa Shunya's knee with his other foot. This blow forced Ishikawa Shunya to let go and take a few steps back.

Kujo Renji took the opportunity to distance himself and pointed his gun at Ishikawa Shunya again: "That's enough, Mr. Ishikawa. Game over."

Ishikawa Shunya stood up straight and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he did not show any intention of surrendering: "Interesting game, Ms. Toyokawa, you really surprised me."

After he finished speaking, Ishikawa Shunya did not stop, but continued to rush forward, trying to block the gun with his left hand, and grabbing the girl's wrist with his right hand.

This is the instinctive reaction of an experienced fighter - once you decide to attack, you must follow through.

With a dull thud, the butt of the girl's gun hit Ishikawa Shunya's temple hard, but he seemed to be prepared. He turned his head to avoid the vital point and at the same time swept his left leg, trying to trip his opponent.

The girl jumped up nimbly to avoid the attack, and at the same time exerted force with her right leg, and a side kick hit Ishikawa Shunya in the ribs again.

The blow was extremely powerful and landed precisely on the weak point of the human body. Ishikawa Shunya groaned, but he endured the momentum and rushed towards the girl even faster. His right hand finally grabbed her wrist holding the gun and twisted it hard.

However, the girl did not let go as he expected, but instead turned her wrist, using the force to hit him, and at the same time hit his jaw with her left elbow.

Ishikawa Shunya hastily raised his arm to block, but found that the girl's attack was just a feint. The real killer move was that she suddenly squatted down, swept her right leg across, and hit his knee directly.

"Snapped!"

The blow was precise and powerful, and Ishikawa Shunya's balance was instantly destroyed, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

In this brief moment of imbalance, the girl stood up like lightning.

"boom!"

Ishikawa Shunya's back fell heavily to the ground, and his breathing became disordered for a moment.

Before he could react, the cold muzzle of the gun was pressed against his temple.

At this moment, Ishikawa Shunya's whole body relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his body.

His face was pressed against the cold floor, but he suddenly started laughing, his laughter mixed with coughs.

Jiujo Liansi was extremely angry at this moment.

The other party's abnormal behavior made him more certain that his car accident was related to him.

He wished he could just shoot the other person right now and let his brains spill all over the floor.

But thinking that he was still occupying Toyokawa Shoko's body, he forced himself to suppress his emotions.

I clenched my teeth and tried to squeeze out a word.

But the next moment, Ishikawa Shunya spoke first.

"As expected of... the boss's daughter."

His voice was low and relieved, with an emotion that Kujo Renji had never expected.

Hearing this, the girl's expression froze instantly, and a hint of shock and confusion flashed in her amber eyes.

"What...?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice:

"what are you saying?"

Ishikawa Shunya's smile deepened, and although the muzzle of the gun was still pressed against his temple, his eyes were filled with something almost fanatical in recognition.

He coughed a few times and said in a respectful tone:

"You performed even better than I expected... Your martial arts, courage, and judgment... are all very similar to his."

It was not until these words were spoken that Jiujo Renji's confused brain began to work.

It took him a long while to figure out the other party's logic.

Then he laughed angrily.

——Shoko Toyokawa was sixteen years old, and I was only twenty-six.

How the hell did you come to this conclusion about your daughter?!

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Chapter 59 I will offer my loyalty to you! (Four in One)

The cold touch of the gun muzzle against his temple reminded Ishikawa Shunya of many past events.

Those fragmented memories seemed particularly clear at this critical moment.

A smile played on his lips, not because of fear, but because he had finally found the answer.

That blue-haired girl, those amber eyes, that familiar fighting style...

Everything has an explanation.

At this moment, Ishikawa Shunya's heart was filled with an almost fanatical recognition and joy.

The laughter in his chest gradually subsided, the floor in front of him began to blur, and his thoughts receded like the tide, returning to that rainy night ten years ago.

.........

Ishikawa Shunya's life before the age of thirty was nothing but an aimless waste.

At that time, when Tokyo's economy was developing rapidly, he was just an ordinary clerk in a real estate company.

Every day he squeezed into the commuter tram, his shirt soaked with sweat, breathing the hot air mixed with the body odor of strangers, and no one would even look at him.

His life trajectory has long been predetermined by society - graduate from an ordinary university, join an ordinary company, save enough money to get married, have one or two children, retire, and then die quietly of old age.

Like an ordinary screw, it does its job conscientiously and never goes beyond the norm.

Marriage is just an arrangement.

My wife is the daughter of my father's old friend. She is docile and qualified, but there is no spark.

They live in a two-bedroom apartment outside Tokyo and lead a routine life.

When he was thirty-five, something strange happened.

His company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and in the wave of layoffs, he became one of the first "redundant employees" to be kicked out.

That day, he stood outside the company building, clutching a cardboard box filled with the pitiful souvenirs of six years of work - a ceramic cup, a few notebooks, and a faded photo frame.

On the way home, raindrops slid down his cheeks.

A year later, his wife returned to her hometown with their three-year-old daughter. In the divorce agreement, she wrote: "I hope you can find yourself again."

The days that followed were as hazy as a long drunken stupor.

Temporary workers, night security guards, restaurant dishwashers...

He tried every possible job but could never get back on track.

On his 40th birthday, he sat alone on the tatami in his rental house, with a bottle of cheap shochu and a bowl of cold instant noodles in front of him.

There was a game show on TV, and the laughter and cheers stung his eardrums.

Outside the window was the dazzling night view of Tokyo. The glow of the neon lights reflected on his haggard face, which seemed particularly ironic.

Then I was forty-two years old.

An old college friend found him, his eyes twinkling and his words sincere:

"Tsuna, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Just invest 5 million yen and it will double in three months."

At that time, Ishikawa Shun was already a trapped beast, and he tried his best to rush towards the light when he saw it.

He scraped together money from everywhere, even borrowing a large sum from a highly profitable underground money lender, and finally gathered 5 million yen and gave it to that "old friend".

Three months later, the other person disappeared. The phone line was disconnected, the address was vacant, as if he had never existed.

At the same time, debt collectors from underground money lenders came to the door with brutal tactics.

After being beaten, Ishikawa Shunya was left in a remote alley in Ginza, covered in blood and with several broken ribs.

It was raining heavily that night.

He seemed to see the snow scene of Mount Fuji shown on TV twenty years ago.

He was young at that time, with dreams in his heart, and believed that as long as he worked hard, life would get better.

When did hope turn into despair?

When did he begin to accept that he was destined to be a loser?

Ishikawa Shunya dragged his wounded body and walked towards the Rainbow Bridge step by step.

It used to be a romantic place for couples to date, but in his eyes, it was now the best choice to end the pain.

The rain washed over his face, and he held onto the cold railing with both hands, looking at the dark sea below.

He thought of his daughter. She should be grown up now. He wondered what she looked like... He hadn't seen her for six years.

"Let's just end it like this..."

He muttered to himself, gripping the railing with both hands and slowly closing his eyes.

Just as he was about to climb over the railing—

"Are you just giving up like that?"

A voice came from behind.

Ishikawa Shunya turned around and saw a young man in the rain, wearing a neat suit, with neatly combed black hair, and neon lights reflected in his eyes.

That was the first time he met Kujo Renji.

"If you're going to die, you might as well die for me."

——If you are going to die, you might as well die for me.

Thinking about it now, this statement is really ridiculously arrogant.

But this was the only straw he could grasp at the time.

"who are you?"

Ishikawa Shunya asked, rain running down his cheeks, it was hard to tell whether it was tears or raindrops.

"Someone who gives you choices."

Jiujo Renji took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to him:

"Death is the end, but what I can give you is a new path."

Ishikawa Shunya took the business card for some unknown reason. There was only a name and a phone number on it, no other information.

"If I choose to live, what can you give me?"

"Target."

Kujo Renji answered briefly: