I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Chapter 95 Deliveryman No. 9527, Sosuke Araki, see you! (recommended)

"Ah, what smells so bad... I said who it was, it turned out to be the clerk at the pachinko shop... You didn't lose anything from the last incident, but my stored-value card was frozen by you. Calculated, I have lost hundreds of thousands of yen in the principal alone."

Looking at the scar on the corner of the opponent's eyebrow and the black muzzle of the gun, Araki Sousuke looked suddenly enlightened.

"Who told you that? I mean the pier... In short, you don't want to leave this place today. I'm looking forward to your begging for mercy." Gong Lin quickly stopped before finishing his sentence.

The matter on the pier is currently unconfirmed, and they have been transferred to the Galaxy Alliance Sect for the dead ghost, and the official sight has not yet been on the Bliss Club.

"The seven of you couldn't beat me last time, so this time, are you going to rely on more people and more guns?"

Seemingly provoking the opponent calmly, Sousuke Araki looked at the surrounding environment, and secretly stepped closer to the opponent.

Two, Longma's admonition made his ears callused, of course he knew that the other party was here for something on the pier, and just now he just purposely paralyzed the other party with his words.

After all, the opponents had guns in their hands, and if they fought recklessly, their chances of winning were slim to none.

I can only try to see if I can hijack the person opposite.

All in all, he had prepared for the worst.

"Put the gun away, so many people still hold a gun against one person, this is not in line with the rules of the road..."

In the darkness, a voice came from the back of the factory shed.

Only then did Araki Sousuke realize that there was a person standing behind the table with his back to him.

Under the dim light, on Kitayama Kotaro's thin back, there was a red Prajna grimace, grinning silently.

It's a pity that he was too short, and no one noticed the posture that Araki Sousuke had maintained since he entered the door.

Before turning around, Kitayama Kotaro pressed down on Miyabayashi's gun.

"Sorry, this time, your opponent is me."

Gong Lin glanced at the deformed muzzle of the gun: "Beishan-san, this is the only one in the meeting..."

"It's a matter of the rivers and lakes, it's the rivers and lakes. I have read your information, and I think you can be regarded as a person who has walked the path of Ren Xia, then follow the rules of the road, win me, and you can leave alive... If you lose, stay Come on."

Ignoring Gongbayashi completely, Kitayama Kotaro said to Araki Sousuke with a sophisticated expression.

"You are a good talker. But, are you sure... you want to fight me one-on-one? This is not a new type of deception, is it? Find a disabled person to extort my medical expenses?"

Sousuke Araki looked at the thin and short man in front of him, and confirmed to Gongbayashi with some dumbfounding.

This man with ribs all over his body and less than 1.6 meters tall doesn't look like he can fight well.

Or have you practiced some strange fighting techniques?

It reminded him of some little guy in WWE who was good at "619."

"You boy, don't look down on people..."

Feeling the distrustful eyes and the naked humiliation in the other party's words, Kitayama Kotaro angrily overturned the wooden table beside him, and the durian pizza fell on the floor.

Man: "I also said to pack up and go back later..."

Before receiving the miracle bestowed by the organization, Kitayama's life was gloomy.

Because he worshiped the so-called "extreme way" and "renxia" spirit, he dropped out of junior high school and followed a few seniors in the way.

In the Yakuza jungle that advocates force, every member of the Yakuza will practice their skills hard in order to win the way to the top, Kitayama Kotaro is no exception.

However, it may be a matter of talent and genetics. No matter how hard he exercises and eats scientifically, his height and muscles have not improved significantly.

Martial arts comprehension is also very poor. After practicing karate for nearly twenty years, he failed the black belt examination in the end and was expelled from the school.

On the contrary, he has quite a lot of experience in being beaten.

Depressed, he can only be a parking boy in a nightclub, just watching helplessly that his partner who entered the industry with him at the beginning became famous, got promoted and raised, and went to jail...

Until he met the noble person in his life.

It was Minister Tian Teng who gave him the chance to be reborn.

Of the five people who took the "miraculous thing" at the same time, he was the only one who survived and gained the "miraculous power".

Although he was hidden by the organization due to a small accident last year, but now, it's time for him to shine again.

"The first three members are as many as they are, carrying the 'Three-Headed Prajna', Kitayama Kotaro, see!"

Saying so, Kitayama Kotaro stretched out his ribs and posed imposingly. The red Hannya, white Bannya and Xiaohannya on his back and shoulders grinned silently.

"Remember, I am the one who will end your life!"

However, the "Three Heads of Wisdom Tattoo", which was originally exquisitely composed, looked as shabby as a little ghost in his thin body.

"Wait a minute..."

Seeing the seriousness of the other party, Araki Sousuke put the pizza aside, took off his helmet, and immediately began to take off his clothes and pants.

This special suit belongs to the company, and they have paid a deposit. If it gets dirty or damaged, it will be troublesome.

"You kid, it's too late to offer your body to beg for mercy... If you can think about it before insulting me..."

Kitayama Kotaro hadn't finished speaking, Araki Sousuke had already taken off the special uniform on his body, folded it preciously and put it aside.

He was bare-chested, with only a pair of GU special striped boxer pants left, and one hand was poking into his crotch and scratching it sourly: "Delivery worker at No. 9527 of Ikebukuro delivery station in the front hall, responsible for 'special price durian pizza', Sousuke Araki , see dinner..."

Araki Sousuke is not too thick, but his strong body with clear water chestnuts is covered with runes of unknown meaning.

On the sculptural inverted deltoid back, sitting cross-legged on the skull lotus platform, the lifelike angry-eyed Bodhisattva looked at the two with murderous eyes.

"Hey, this kid's tattoo is no joke..."

Seeing the exquisite tattoos and exaggerated area on Araki Sousuke's body, Miyabayashi couldn't help looking at Kitayama Kotaro with some trepidation.

Didn't this kid in the information grow up in a welfare institution? Could it be that he is actually the illegitimate son of a big boss in Nuluoquan? Killing him will Bliss start a full-scale war with Nuluoquan.

"Tsk tsk, looking at your tattoo, it's really the same as in the information, and you are also a very good man..."

On the contrary, Kitayama Kotaro became excited when he saw Araki Sousuke's exaggerated tattoo.

Generally, members of the Yakuza have tattoos on the back, shoulders, arms and chest.

The higher the level, the larger the area.

For example, the combination pattern of the back, shoulders and arms of the "three prajna" on Kitayama Kotaro will take more than a year and endure countless pains to complete.

But it may take several years for someone like Sousuke Araki to have tattoos all over his body.

He is a ruthless person.

Kitayama Tiger Taro has been advocating the scene of the jiudao boss showing tattoos and naked hand-to-hand combat since he was a teenager in his teens.

However, he is full of ribs, and others don't even bother to fight with his clothes. He is often beaten to the knees and begged for mercy as soon as the sweater is halfway off and his head gets stuck.

And after obtaining the "miracle", he always relied on his powerful strength to solve the battle with one blow, and he had no chance of breaking his clothes at all.

Feeling deeply regretful, he simply went topless from the start today.

"Come on, Jidao Explosive Clothes Life-and-Death Fight, in order to let me play longer, you make the first move."

Saying so, Kitayama Kotaro put his fists in front of him excitedly, and his feet kept jumping.

That's right, after more than ten years in the "Great Way", this is the first time he has had the opportunity to fight with people in violent clothes.

He even had the idea of ​​"shall I put the vest on and take it off again".

"No, what if you fall down and blackmail me as soon as I make a move, you should invite me first."

How could Sousuke Araki be easily fooled, with his hands in front of one another in a Wing Chun gesture, but his eyes were wary of Gong Lin and the people at the gate of the factory shed.

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