I teach kendo in Tokyo

Kazuma glanced at the overjoyed Chiyoko with a complaining look.

However, Chiyoko's emotions have been suppressed all day today, so it's understandable that she wants to have fun now that she's relaxed.

Kazuma glanced at the Yakuza who started to confront each other again, and sighed: "Okay, if you want to wait for your president at my door, I don't care. If your president comes, then come, anyway, the police will come tomorrow You bravely asked for leave for me on the excuse of being injured until the end of Golden Week, so I don’t have to go to school.”

Chiyoko: "Huh?"

"Ah, I forgot to tell you. By the way, the police will also ask for leave for you. The reason is to take care of your injured brother." Kazuma said to his sister.

Chiyoko: "Mr. Policeman is really gentle."

Kazuma shrugged, then picked up Chiyoko and walked into the house: "Let's go, ignore them."

"Is this really good? At least invite them into the room, otherwise they will scare the passing neighbors tomorrow morning..."

Kazuma looked back at the formation of the Yakuza and shook his head: "No, just let them stay here. If you let them enter the house, it will really be impossible to clean up."

And it felt like it couldn’t fit inside the house, so a lot of people had to be crowded in the yard.

Hema took his sister two steps into the house, then thought of something again, turned around and said to the Yakuza: "If any of you are thirsty, you can go to the yard and drink tap water."

Theoretically, tap water in Japan can be drunk directly.

Bando turned back to Kazuma and said, "Oh Si, I understand! Just leave it to us!"

Kazuma didn't bother to correct this misleading statement.

Let him be, with a little notoriety he might be able to get things done in the future.

Kazuma exercised a bit heavily today, and with the blood loss from his wounds and so on, his physical energy was already overdrawn.

He just wanted to have a good sleep now.

Chiyoko was pulled into the house by Kazuma, but she still looked worriedly at Ji Dao outside the door. It seemed that she really didn't want to cause trouble to the neighbors.

But there was nothing she could do to drive away the Yakuza, so she had no choice but to give up.

**

Just like that, the night passed and the sun rose.

The little boy who delivers newspapers, Junta, rides a bicycle as usual and starts to earn his own pocket money.

As long as he delivers newspapers for another month, he can buy the remote control car he has always dreamed of! Relying on the wonderful imagination of the remote control car, Chunta encouraged his legs to climb on the pedals desperately.

Turning around the intersection in front of him, Junta was about to take out the newspaper ordered by the Kiryu family, which occupied the largest area on the street, and throw it into the yard with a precise throw, but the sight in front of him made him hold on to the brakes.

The tires of the bicycle screeched as they scraped against the ground.

The boy also pressed the footbrake with both feet, and finally did not hit the road blocking the middle of the road.

Junta opened his mouth and looked at the Yakuza who silently looked at each other with fighting spirit.

I don’t know how long these Ji Dao have been standing here, but traces of dew can be seen on many of them.

They were facing each other at the entrance of the dojo like terracotta warriors and horses, exuding a cold aura.

When Junta was at a loss, a rough voice suddenly asked from beside him: "Hey, kid, what's the matter with you?"

Chun Tai looked up at the sound and almost peeed in shock - he saw a scarred-faced uncle wearing big sunglasses, looking down at him "kindly".

He squeezed out the last of his courage and said tremblingly: "I, I deliver newspapers... I belong to this family."

"That's it, then leave it to me." As he said that, the scar-faced uncle snatched away the newspaper that was given to Kiryu's family. "Don't be afraid, kid, we are making a movie."

Junta looked around and thought, "You are lying. Where is the camera?"

But he didn't dare to ask, so he nodded, turned around, got on his bicycle and ran away.

Today at school, Junta has another legendary experience that he can brag about to his friends, and maybe he can be cool in front of Ayumi, whom he secretly likes.

Thinking of this, Junta, who was so frightened that he almost cried just now, grinned.

Before Chunta could walk far, he heard a woman's exclamation from behind him. He guessed that the housewife who had gone out to rush to the morning market was frightened, but it was none of his business. He just wanted to stay as far away from this place as possible.

**

Shinsaku Sakata took the newspaper he had just taken from the newspaper boy, walked to the mailbox that was knocked to the ground in the car accident yesterday, lifted the box up, planted it firmly on the ground, and then stuffed the newspaper inside.

Then he faced Nishikiyama Heita again.

"Jinshan-sang," this time he spoke, it was completely different from the tone he spoke to the boy just now. Comparing it, you can see that he was really kind to the boy just now, "It's not good for us to just stand like this, isn't it? I'm already scared. There are many people here. If this continues, it will affect the daily lives of the neighbors. Isn’t it against the teachings of your benefactor, Kazama-san?"

"It's so rare that Sakata-san actually knows Kazama-san's teachings." Nishikiyama Heita retorted, "Your attitude towards that boy just now is not like the White Peak Tiger who beat out a bloody path with a steel pipe."

"I like children very much, in every sense." Sakata Shinsaku responded.

Nishikiyama Heita sneered: "If you fail one day, I will definitely go and eat Matsusaka beef to celebrate."

"Don't talk like you are a good person. Have you done less about evil people? Has Kazama above you done less?" Shinsaku Sakata pushed up his sunglasses, "We are all people who will go to Abi Hell. Just don’t despise each other, isn’t it good to get along with each other in love?”

Nishikiyama Heita did not refute.

Because there is no way to refute it.

In this world, good Yakuza only exist in movies or TV series, and these works are usually funded by companies with a Yakuza background.

One day in the future, God's punishment will definitely come to him, and Nishikiyama Heita is very clear about this.

But until then, he's going to climb as high as he can, and he won't stop.

Nishikiyama Heita once again confirmed his inner determination, and then continued to confront Sakata Shinsaku.

**

At the same time, the Metropolitan Police Building in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

Although he was busy until late at night yesterday, Detective Shiratori came to the Metropolitan Police Department early today to search the fourth section.

As the fourth section that is specifically responsible for dealing with organized crime, it is still under the Criminal Department. It will not be separated out to establish the "Organized Crime Countermeasures Department" until more than 20 years later.

From the moment he walked into the Metropolitan Police Building, Detective Shiratori felt like he was being watched.

This feeling became even stronger after entering the floor where the Criminal Department was located.

When they entered the office of Search Section 4, everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him.

The door of Class 4 was quickly crowded with colleagues from Class 1, 2 and 3 who came to watch.

Shiratori's partner Detective Takayama was the first to start applauding.

There was only sporadic applause at first, then the whole office burst into applause.

The head of the Fourth Investigation Section opened the door and came out of his office with a cup of coffee in his hand. He walked directly to Detective Shiratori and handed the coffee to him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Shiratori-san." The section chief, who was younger than Shiratori, said in the voice of a superior praising his subordinates.

Shiratori smiled and raised his coffee cup to greet everyone.

The section chief waited for a few seconds for the applause to subside before saying to Shiratori: "I'll go to the office of the Minister of Criminal Affairs later."

Shiratori nodded silently.