Didn’t you say you were just using me as a substitute?

Kitahara Takashi neither avoided nor gave way.

"I'll listen to you the rest of the time, but this time I'll listen to me."

"I don't want you to get hurt."

After hearing the previous part, Long Zhutao was still a little angry, but after hearing the words "I don't want you to get hurt," she felt a little sweet in her heart.

However, she was still very impatient and said in a tone of "I really can't do anything to you": "I know, I know, at worst I can just finish you off."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the surrounding gang members looked at Long Zhutao with rather ambiguous eyes.

"If you keep looking at me, I'll dig out your eyeballs." Long Zhutao noticed the looks of those rough guys and glared at them viciously.

Yuta Goya was caught in the middle of a group of gangsters and suddenly felt that things seemed a little bad. This group of people didn't look like good people.

The car drove into Adachi District. Before reaching the destination, Kitahara Takashi saw more than 30 people walking side by side in front of him with a menacing look, as if they were going to cause trouble somewhere.

"The one leading the way is Hewu Wu." Long Zhutao pointed at the person in front.

"Frozen hands."

Kitahara Tsutomu didn't ask her how she recognized him. Without saying a word, he opened the car door and jumped out without waiting for the car to stop.

"go! go!! go!!!"

Longzhu Tao jumped down next and was the second to jump down.

Immediately afterwards, one figure after another jumped out of the car.

"Uncle Wu, that's him."

A child who had sneaked back early at some point flicked his plastic sword-shaped baton and walked towards them aggressively.

He Wuwu looked carefully and saw that there were at least thirty people getting off the car one after another.

Hewu Wu looked at the Toyota Hiace, then looked at the more than 30 people who got out of the car. He couldn't understand how this car could accommodate so many people?

And looking at these people, all of them have unfriendly faces, holding metal baseball bats, iron rods, sledgehammers, brass knuckles, you tell me they are police?

Why does he look like someone from the underworld?

"Brother, which road are you on, ah!!!"

He felt like he had hit a wall today, and with his IQ taking over his brain, Hewu Wu suddenly calmed down.

He wanted to speak up and negotiate, but all he got in response was a blow from Kitahara Tsutomu in the face.

The stick hit him hard, and Hewu Wu screamed, covered his face, and retreated repeatedly.

'The local gang is so disrespectful.'

This was a blow from a stick, and that was Hewu Wu’s only thought.

Without even saying hello, he just started fighting.

"Damn, bro!"

"How dare you take action first?"

"Fight them."

The group of hooligans rushed over shouting.

"You talk too much."

This is the idea of ​​all Dragon Ball members.

There's no need for so much talk when they fight: they don't care about life or death, they just fight if you don't agree.

Kitahara Takashi also felt that these people talked too much, so he was the first to rush over with his baton in hand, chopping them madly and mercilessly, hitting them on the head with every stick and elbowing them in the face from time to time.

Longzhu Tao did not stand out either. She followed behind Kitahara Tsutomu obediently and hit the person who fell to the ground and tried to get up with a stick to finish him off.

The audience in the live broadcast room watched the live broadcast scene that could be described as a gang fight, and then looked at the title: Punish evil and promote good, and promote positive energy.

Um.....

Nothing wrong with it either.

Volume 270: The Great Director Kitahara!

Kitahara Tsutomu has no particular method for fighting, relying entirely on a combination of ferocity, brute force, and the ultimate human dodging.

The battle lasted less than three minutes, and the ground was filled with people writhing and crying, many of them covered in blood, in a miserable state.

In contrast, none of Kitahara Takashi and the Dragon Ball crew members fell.

It's not that they are so powerful that they can beat ten people like Master Ye. If you look closely, you will find that each of them has wounds on their bodies.

They did not have Kitahara Tsun's dodging skills, and they inevitably got hit several times during the melee.

But they didn't care at all. The injury only aroused the ferocity in the terrifying upright ape's bones.

Sometimes when a person is injured, the only thought in his mind is "how to kill the opponent".

Looking at the fierce and ferocious expressions of the Dragon Ball team members, the group brought by Goya Takeshi began to panic.

Although they are called a violent gang, they are fundamentally different from real violent gangs like the Dragon Ball Group.

At best, they are just a bunch of idle thugs who rely on their numbers and fighting skills to bully others in this small area, just like the ghost fire teenagers in China.

After a beating, they will be much more obedient.

Ordinary people really can't afford to offend them, but for the Dragon Ball group who are in the underworld and who go in and out of prison as if it were their own home, they won't accept these people even if they come to them.

Hewu Wu realized that something was wrong and didn't even dare to say a word to show his respect. He turned around and started running back.

Some sharp-eyed hooligans also fled in all directions upon seeing this.

The idea of ​​'eradicating the problem at its roots' is ingrained in the flower-growing people's DNA. How could Kitahara Takashi let him go at this moment? He chased after him with a baton in hand.

Long Zhutao also followed to chase the person.

The photographer was very professional and started chasing after the fish with his camera in hand.

He, 9 years old, thought that if today's live broadcast went well, he could even have a meal sitting on his boss's head, not to mention getting a chicken leg.

Hewu Wu didn't run as fast as Kitahara Zun, but thanks to his understanding of the nearby terrain, Kitahara Zun, who was running around in circles, couldn't catch up for a while.

But he couldn't get rid of Kitahara Tsutomu.

(9) Lingwu San Qi Yi He found that Beiyuan Zun was like a dog-skin plaster, chasing him relentlessly.

"I killed your parents, didn't I?"

Hewu Wu cursed in his heart.

You beat my son and then brought a large group of people to beat me up. I was the victim from beginning to end.

But now he didn't dare to curse while running.

Afraid of getting a stitch in the side.

After running for a full five minutes, when Hewu Wu was kicking the wall with his legs and trying to climb over the low wall, Kitahara Tsutomu grabbed his shoulders and pulled him down.

Shining a warning stick on his head.

"Run, keep running, aren't you a very good runner? Run for me again and try."

After being hit by the stick, Hewu Wu grimaced in pain.

The fight didn't go badly, but Kitahara Tsutomu, who was sweating after chasing him, was very upset. Seeing that Hewu Wu dared to show his teeth, he thought he was not convinced and slapped him in the face.

"How dare you bare your teeth at me? Are you dissatisfied?"

"If I don't beat you into submission today, I'll take your surname!"

He Wuwu felt so aggrieved when he heard this.

Are you dissatisfied?

He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

But does he dare to talk back now?

He held his head and shouted, "Officer, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I was wrong, I am a good citizen, a very good citizen."

Long Zhutao came up behind and joined in the beating with a baseball bat.

Kitahara Tsutomu hit the head and Longzhu Tao hit the legs, and the two cooperated very well.

"I told you to run!"

"It would be an honor for you if I hit you."

"How dare you run!"

"I'm going to break your legs today!"

If I don't run, am I waiting for you to beat me twice?

Goya Takeshi finally understood how ordinary people felt when they met him.

When a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain why.

Kitahara Takashi only stopped after beating Heya Takeshi, who was lying on the ground and twitching.

I looked back and saw that the photographer hadn't caught up yet.

He stopped Long Zhutao who was holding the stick and asked: "Did you bring the things?"

"I brought it." Long Zhutao took out something that had been wrapped in a piece of cloth from under her skirt and handed it to Kitahara Tsutomu.

Kitahara Takashi opened the cloth, and a Makarov pistol appeared quietly lying inside.

"What do you want this for?" Long Zhutao was a little curious.

“You know what a white police officer does when he accidentally kills a black man?”

"How to do it?"

"Watch well and study hard."

After putting gloves on his hands to ensure that no fingerprints would be left, Kitahara Takashi opened the safety catch, put the gun into Goda Takeshi's hand, and pointed it at the place where he was wearing a bulletproof vest.

After thinking about it, he took off his bulletproof vest and placed it against the wall.

Just kidding, his life is his own, he doesn't dare to gamble whether this bulletproof vest is made with shoddy materials.

Kitahara Tsutomu pulled the trigger with his finger, a flash of fire appeared, and a "bang" sounded throughout the area.

'Gunshots.'

When the policewoman heard the gunshot, she was stunned.

She quickly reacted, raised her pistol, and shouted, "Everyone, put down your weapons, put your heads in your hands, and squat where you are. Now!"

Bullying in schools is illegal.

Then the sound of the gunshot was of a different nature.

The Dragon Ball crew also knew what was going on. Without even waiting for the police to speak, they skillfully dropped their weapons and squatted down with their heads in their hands.

On the other side, under Longzhutao's shocked and dazed gaze, Kitahara Takashi quickly put on a bulletproof vest, sprinkled some blood on the place where he was shot, then put a blood bag in his mouth, bit it, and fell to the ground.

Perhaps because the ground was too dirty, Kitahara Tsun did not forget to pull Longzhutao down, rested his head on her thighs, tilted his head and began to pretend to be dead.

"Have you been planning to do this for a long time?"

At this time, Long Zhutao was no longer in the mood to care whether Beiyuan Zun was taking advantage of her. She stared at Beiyuan Zun with a strange look.

"of course."

Japan's gun control may not be as strict as that of flower planting, but gun control is very strict.

In Japan, legal gun ownership is limited to hunting rifles or competitive firearms and is strictly regulated.

For example, individuals are completely prohibited from owning handguns.

The incident of Yamagami shooting Abe-chan in the head happened a few years ago, which made Japanese law enforcement agencies almost reach a zero-tolerance level towards guns.

There are severe legal penalties for illegal gun possession.

Anyone caught will be severely punished.

Any case involving guns is a major crime.