Kanagawa Taoist College Students

The van that turned from silver to black was extremely cunning. After driving out of Tsurumi District, it circled back to Tsurumi District, and then stopped in front of the warehouse of an abandoned factory.

The door to the warehouse was closed, but perhaps because the sound of the van outside was heard, or maybe the people in the van notified the inside in advance, the two large iron doors of the warehouse slowly opened.

The van drove directly in, and Li Xuehao also followed into the warehouse invisibly.

There were no goods in the warehouse, and except for some simple furniture in the innermost part, everything was empty.

The simple furniture includes a set of shabby sofas, a desk, and a few beds, all pieced together. It is obvious that this is a temporary hideout for gangsters.

There were already two people waiting inside, one sitting on the sofa and the other standing behind him.

The man sitting on the sofa is about thirty years old. He is a little thin and his facial features are not ugly. He does not look like a ruthless gangster at all. However, a scar about the length of his index finger on his right face makes him look a little ferocious. At this time He was shaving his stubble with a knife. He didn't even look at the arrival of the van and concentrated on shaving.

Behind him was a tall, muscular man wearing a vest, with muscles all over his body, like a bodybuilding champion.

Four people in the van got out of the car, and one of them twisted Fujiki Chisato's arm and pushed her out of the car.

Chisato Fujiki had already woken up. The high school girl who encountered this kind of thing for the first time looked extremely frightened, with a look of horror on her face. Her mouth was blocked by a ball of white stuff, and she could not make any sound, only whimpering.

The man who was twisting her had short, muscular hair and a somewhat vicious face. He pushed her onto a chair and then roughly tied her to the chair with a rope.

After doing all this, the muscular man with short hair walked to the shabby sofa and said respectfully to the scar-faced man sitting on the sofa: "Brother, we are back!"

"Yeah." The scar-faced man responded lightly. He stopped shaving and touched his chin with his hand. He seemed to feel that there was still stubble there. After touching it, he felt very satisfied and stood up from the sofa. got up.

Still holding the knife in his hand, he walked up to the tied Fujiki Chisato.

Chisato Fujiki was already trembling with fear, especially when he saw the knife in the opponent's hand, he even started to cry loudly and shed tears.

The gangsters on the side seemed to enjoy the "prey"'s frightened and trembling look, watching with laughter.

The scar-faced man took out a photo from his pocket and raised Fujiki Chisato's face. After careful comparison, he confirmed that it was the target and released her chin.

"Miss Fujiki, welcome to our place." His tone was very gentle, as if he was talking to his daughter. He removed the white thing stuffed in Qianli Fujiki's mouth and said at the same time, "Don't be afraid, as long as you If you cooperate well, I won't hurt you."

Chisato Fujiki was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak at all, he just kept crying.

The scar-faced man frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, and still said in a gentle tone: "Is there anything on you that your father recognizes? You want him to recognize it as yours as soon as he sees it. Is there any, Miss Fujiki?”

Chisato Fujiki didn't dare to speak at all, or in other words, he was so frightened that he lost the ability to speak.

The scar-faced man smiled softly, took the shaving knife, and patted his cheek: "If you don't tell me, then I will only cut off one of your fingers and send it to you. I believe it is my daughter's finger." , your father must know him, right?"

Chisato Fujiki was even more frightened and shook her head repeatedly. Faced with the danger of having her fingers cut off, she finally regained her ability to speak: "Move, move, move...the mobile phone."

"Very good, thank you for your cooperation." The scar-faced man nodded with satisfaction. It must be a pity for such a cute girl to lose a finger. He turned to the four men around him and asked, "Her mobile phone Woolen cloth?"

"Brother, we're in the car." A guy with yellow hair among the four said.

The scar-faced man said: "Take it down and write a letter to the Fujiki family, asking the academy principal to pay a ransom of 500 million yen."

"Brother, isn't it 300 million yen?" Huang Mao couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

The scar-faced man smiled softly, looked at Chisato Fujiki's frightened face and said, "Her daughter is so cute, so I can add 200 million yen."

Huang Mao suddenly realized. He looked at Senri Fujiki with golden light in his eyes. This was a walking mobile treasure house. Thinking of the excitement, he ran to the van excitedly.

"Cough~~" A strange voice suddenly came from the car.

"Who!" The sudden cough frightened the yellow-haired man who rushed towards the van to stop and stare at the van warily.

The faces of the scar-faced man and the people around him also changed, and they stared at the van together. All their people were here, so the guy who made the noise in the car was not their companion. Only Chisato Fujiki didn't react because he was too frightened.

Li Xuehao didn't answer, opened the door and walked out of the van. There was a mobile phone in his hand, and it clearly belonged to Chisato Fujiki.

Scarface and the others were all stunned. They didn't expect that there would be a young man in the car. And wasn't this guy afraid of death? How dare you take the initiative to walk down.

"Kid, have you been hiding in the car?" Huang Mao couldn't help but ask. There was no one in the car when he got off the car, and the door was locked. No one could enter the car without alerting them.

"As you can see." Li Xuehao looked at them and glanced at Fujiki Chisato. She also seemed surprised, and even her fear was reduced a lot.

"I think I've seen this kid before." The man with short short hair said suddenly, "I remembered, this kid was behind the target at that time!"

"Oh?" The scar-faced man who was the boss looked at someone with interest, then looked back at Chisato Fujiki, "Wearing the same school uniform, Miss Fujiki, is this your lover? Or is this your suitor? ? He actually followed him all the way, should I say he is a fool, or is he admirably brave?"

Chisato Fujiki didn't know if she heard what he said, and she looked at someone with a bit of hatred. She felt that this boy who was also from Sakurano High School looked familiar, but she couldn't remember who he was, but Is this guy really a fool? Didn't he see that there are so many gangsters here? I should have called the police a long time ago, but I still took the initiative to come out. It's really stupid!