Hot-blooded anime: Starting from being a bad boy, you can dominate the world!

Kyoko Hayakawa looked at Ryuji Kurosaki with gratitude in her eyes.

Kawasaki Akemi, without hesitation, bowed deeply, almost at a ninety-degree angle, to Kurosaki Ryuji, her voice trembling with emotion yet filled with profound gratitude, saying, "Kurosaki-nii! Thank you!"

A cold wind blew through the empty auto repair shop, carrying the smells of blood and engine oil.

Ryuji Kurosaki looked at the delinquent girl bowing deeply before him, and her companion beside her, who was still shaken but equally grateful, and nodded with a smile.

For him, the most important thing was that Sakumoto Kazuo had been killed and that Red Ram's mission was complete.

Congratulations on completing the new mission: "New Clues to Red Ram"

[Rewards: Stamina +1, Punching Power +1, Explosive Power +1, Charged Fist upgraded from S+ to Legendary SS-rank Mind Blast Fist]

【Mind Blast Fist (Active, SS- Rank): Consumes a certain amount of stamina, allowing you to unleash 150% of your power with a mere thought】

Ryuji Kurosaki's eyes lit up as he looked at the skill description.

This means you can activate skills without a cooldown period. Anyone who has played the game can understand how significant this improvement is.

After confirming that he had received the reward, Kurosaki Ryuji immediately looked at his attribute panel.

Ryuji Kurosaki

[Stamina]: 115+1

[Punching Power]: 129+1

[Leg Strength]: 124

Endurance: 115

[Skill Power]: 128

[Resilience]: 114

[Dodge Ability]: 112

[Explosive Power]: 119+1

[Anti-hit strength]: 116

[Deterrence Power]: 114

Overall combat strength: 1195+3 (SS- rank)

[Skills]: King's Stance (passive, no level), Grappling Technique (general, S+ level)... Mind Blast Punch (active, SS- level), Swift Strike Punch (active, S- level 90%), Powerful Heavy Kick (active, A+ level 55%).

"gone!"

Having received his reward, Ryuji Kurosaki had no intention of lingering there and waved to everyone.

As for what happens next, I'll leave it to my father to handle.

After all, there is a considerable amount of red Ramu, which requires professional handling.

Our side consists of bad elements, and we don't have that ability yet.

.......

Kazuo Sakumoto's abandoned auto repair shop was like it had been swept away by a hurricane, leaving only a mess and bloodstains.

Shortly after Kurosaki Ryuji and his men left, the astonishing number of "Rams" were quietly transported away in several unmarked black vans, disappearing into the city's fabric as if they had never existed.

About half an hour later, several black luxury Mercedes-Benz cars screeched to a halt in front of the two violently broken doors of the repair shop.

The car door opened, and a group of men dressed in matching black suits, with sharp eyes and a fierce aura, quickly got out, spread out warily, and took up advantageous positions.

The leader was tall and slender, wearing a perfectly tailored dark gray custom-made suit. He had a handsome mixed-race face, but his eyes and brows carried a sinister air and the arrogance that came from being in a high position for a long time.

He is none other than Yuechuan, the young leader of the Silver Dragon Society.

He walked slowly into the messy repair shop, his shiny leather shoes stepping on the ground mixed with engine oil, dust, and bloodstains that were not yet completely dry.

His gaze, like a cold probe, swept over the unconscious Sakumoto Kazuo, whose arms were twisted in a strange way, over the yakuza members who had been beaten beyond recognition and were groaning in pain, and finally landed on the abandoned car with its hood smashed.

His gaze was fixed on a few scattered red crystals on the ground, stained with dust and blood.

Those were the small amounts of "red Ram" that fell from Sakumoto Kazuo's hand when Kurosaki Ryuji crushed his arm.

Yuechuan crouched down, carefully picked up a crystal with her gloved fingers, and brought it close to her eyes for a closer look.

His gaze grew colder and colder, like a frozen lake.

"Ah..."

Yuechuan let out a cold sneer, slowly stood up, and crushed the crystal between his fingertips: "Trash, a bunch of trash!"

His gaze swept over the entire scene of carnage once more, especially over the pitiful state of Sakumoto Kazuo and the traces of the fight left behind, which clearly showed signs of overwhelming power.

This is something that ordinary thugs could never do.

"check."

Yuechuan's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable command as he addressed a trusted confidant who followed him like a shadow: "Who did this? Who took the goods? I need to know everything!"

"Yes, young master!"

The trusted confidant bowed and accepted the order, immediately leading his men to begin the investigation.

Two weeks later, at Suzuran High School, at noon.

The sun was shining brightly, and near the gate of Suzuran High School, groups of delinquent teenagers were lazily basking in the sun, either bragging to each other or yawning boredly.

Tamao Serizawa was dozing off on the steps at the entrance of the teaching building, his head resting on his arms. Toki Tatsukawa was playing on his phone against the wall, while Takashi Makise and Shun Izaki were arguing about something.

Everything seemed as chaotic yet "peaceful" as usual.

Suddenly, a deep and dense engine roar came from afar, breaking the languid atmosphere.

The sound grew louder and louder, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

The thugs from Lily of the Valley all looked up, glancing in confusion towards the gate of Lily of the Valley.

A dozen or so gleaming black luxury Mercedes-Benz cars lined up in an imposing formation, like a black tide, screeching as they came to a violent stop at the not-so-spacious gate of Suzuran High School!

The car doors opened almost simultaneously!

Dozens of men dressed in matching black suits, wearing sunglasses, and exuding a fierce and ruthless aura quickly got out of the car.

Their movements were synchronized and well-trained; they quickly occupied all the passageways on both sides of the school gate, completely blocking the entrance to Lily of the Valley.

A strong, chilling aura, typical of the elite, instantly filled the air, making the ordinary delinquents gasp for breath, their faces turn pale, and they instinctively backed away.

The rear door of the Mercedes-Benz leading the car opened, and Yuechuan stepped out unhurriedly.

He was still wearing that expensive, custom-made dark gray suit, his hair was neatly combed, and his face was expressionless, only showing a cold arrogance and undisguised contempt.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of sharp, hawk-like eyes, yet devoid of warmth. He slowly scanned the dilapidated school building of Lily of the Valley and the group of delinquents gathered at the entrance, dressed in all sorts of mismatched school uniforms, his gaze as if he were looking at a swarm of bedbugs in a garbage dump.

Serizawa Tamao was woken up by the noise. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. When he saw the scene at the door, his brows immediately furrowed.

Chen Chuan Shisheng put away his phone, his gaze becoming extremely serious.

Takashi Makise and Shun Izaki stopped arguing, their faces showing surprise and uncertainty.

More and more Suzuran delinquents were alerted and poured out of the school building, gathering behind Serizawa Tamao and the others, looking at the black wall of people blocking the doorway.

Chapter 209 No Cats or Dogs Allowed

"Hey! Who are you? What do you want?!"

One of the bolder delinquents from Suzuran couldn't help but step forward and shout.

Yuechuan completely ignored that small fry.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the crowd, locking onto the direction of the teaching building.

He slightly raised his chin and spoke loudly in a voice loud enough to be heard throughout the entire entrance of the lily of the valley:

"Ryuji Kurosaki! I know you're in there!"

"Two weeks ago, at the abandoned auto repair shop in the west of the city, you led your men to kill Sakumoto Kazuo and take the 'goods' that belonged to our Silver Dragon Society!"

These words caused an uproar among the people of Linglan.

Kazuo Sakumoto?

Red Ram?

Although many people were unaware of the specific details, the explosive news that "Ryuji Kurosaki killed a yakuza boss and stole a batch of goods" still shocked everyone.

Serizawa Tamao and Tatsukawa Tokio exchanged a glance, both seeing the understanding and seriousness in each other's eyes. Sure enough, they came knocking!

Yuechuan's voice continued, growing even colder and carrying the most direct threat:

"Now, I'll give you ten minutes."

He slowly extended his gloved fingers, pointing to the dilapidated gate of the lily of the valley.

"Hand over every single gram of the 'Red Ram' that belongs to the Silver Dragon Society!"

His voice suddenly rose, like shattering ice, filled with undeniable killing intent:

"otherwise..."

A cruel and contemptuous smile curved Yuechuan's lips as he spoke, enunciating each word clearly:

"Right here today, I'll raze Suzuran High School to the ground and crush you arrogant trash one by one!"

As he finished speaking, the dozens of yakuza members in black suits behind him stepped forward in unison.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized, like those of a well-trained army.

The heavy footsteps converged into a muffled thud, making the ground seem to tremble.

An aura of chilling menace, as tangible as a physical force, crashed towards the Linglan group like a raging storm.

However, the fear, riots, and even collapse that Tsukikawa and the others had anticipated did not occur.

A brief, eerie silence fell over the entrance to the lily of the valley.

None of the delinquents whom Yuechuan considered "trash" backed down.

No one showed any obvious fear.

The laziness on their faces, the anger during arguments, and even the comfort of sunbathing had all disappeared, replaced by a sense of tranquility.

Or perhaps it was a look that was a mixture of impatience, schadenfreude, and even a hint of... mockery?

They just stood there, some with their arms crossed, some with their hands in their pockets, some tilting their heads, hundreds of eyes watching.

He stared silently and intently at the group of so-called murderous Silver Dragon Society members at the door, as well as Yuechuan, who was leading them.

No matter who they were, there was no fear or awe in their eyes, only a cold indifference as if to say, "Who are you? What are you arguing about?" At most, they had an attitude of watching the show.

The arrogance and disdain on Yuechuan's face froze instantly.

He anticipated that the other party would be afraid and beg for mercy, would be angry and resist, and that Kurosaki Ryuji would even appear immediately.

But he never expected this kind of reaction.

These delinquent youths, dressed in black uniforms and barely grown pubic hair, were completely unmoved by his threats, the Silver Dragon Society's reputation, or the dozens of elite subordinates he brought!

The members of the Lily of the Valley didn't even whisper or murmur; they just stared at each other intently. The convergence of so many gazes created an indescribable, eerie pressure that sent chills down one's spine.

It was as if they were the hunters, and the Silver Dragon Society members were the prey who had stumbled into the trap.

The men in black suits behind Yuechuan, who had been so imposing, now felt a strange unease and a chill under the deathly silence and countless indifferent gazes.

They were used to using violence to intimidate ordinary people, but the reaction of this group of delinquent teenagers was beyond their experience.

It's a deep-seated, complete disregard for so-called "authority" and "threats."

"You...bastard!"

Yuechuan felt that his dignity had been challenged like never before, and his face was slightly distorted with shame and anger.

He suppressed his surprise and unease, and ordered sharply, "A bunch of ignorant fools, go in and drag out Kurosaki Ryuji, and find our goods!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

Several trusted and elite men immediately accepted the order; they were Yuechuan's most trusted and strongest subordinates.

They pulled out batons or short knives hidden under their suits, their faces filled with fierceness and disdain, and walked across the Tsukikawa River, heading straight for the dark entrance to the Suzuran School Building.

Under the indifferent gazes of countless delinquent youths from Lily of the Valley, these eight elites stepped into the teaching building.