My body has mutated in the manga

However, Izumi Masamune usually does not pay attention to these male existences.

Opposite the restaurant employees, there were several guys who were obviously not good people.

Six tall young men surrounded the restaurant employees.

It was just blocked there.

With a ratio of six to five, their numerical advantage made it look easy for them.

Perhaps in their view, the only thing they need to be wary of is the yellow man whose size is no less than theirs.

With a fierce look and a cigarette in his mouth, he looked like a perfect young gangster.

As for the rest, even the guy with the knife on his waist, there is no need to worry at all.

Walking in here, Izumi Masamune could clearly hear the conversations of several people inside.

"Hey, have you thought about it? It's time to compensate us for our expenses. If you can't repay it, just use your restaurant to pay off the debt."

The guy at the front.

It's almost written on my face that I am a bad person.

At this moment, he was speaking directly to Kyoko Shiratou in front of her.

Although he usually looks like a salty fish, he only orders other people in the store to help him make things.

But in fact, Shiratou Kyoko's combat prowess has been exposed. Although she rarely moves on weekdays, she unexpectedly has a certain sense of responsibility as a store manager.

Facing these guys, Shiratou Kyoko looked a little helpless, tapping her feet on the ground impatiently, as if waiting for something.

"Don't you understand what we are saying? We have given you time to prepare compensation. Let me tell you, today is the last day. If you can't do it, I will demolish your restaurant tomorrow."

"That's enough. I beat everyone. If you want to find them, just come to me."

Mahiru Ipo walked out from behind.

His body was trembling slightly.

Looks very scared.

But those who are familiar with her will know that this guy has a strong fear of the opposite sex. At this moment, he must have tried his best to suppress the urge to hit people.

"oh?"

The leader's eyes lit up when he saw Mahiru Ibo.

Except for the slightly old store manager Obasan.

The members in this store are all surprisingly good.

"You look very scared. If you come to play with us, we can reduce the compensation for you."

With a smile on his face, he continued to approach, as if he wanted to take Mahiru Iwa somewhere else.

Her money, body, and everything else were all taken away.

But as soon as the palm of his hand reached halfway, a figure flashed in front of him, and then he was kicked out hard.

My toes jumped directly into my stomach, which was when it hurt the most.

He sat on the ground in pain and held his stomach. When he raised his head, he saw a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. His rare tall figure looked very intimidating, but his school uniform gave away everything.

"You actually dare to be such a nosy guy?"

The young man rubbed his belly and looked at Izumi Masamune angrily.

At this time, other guys who had reacted also gathered around.

"How much do you owe?"

Natsukawa Masamune, who had been following Izumi Masamune, couldn't help but walked up worriedly when he saw such a scene.

If she wanted to take revenge, she could only take revenge on this heartless man, and no one else could take action.

The worried girl now walked up directly and looked at the guys warily.

These gangsters are actually the most annoying. They don't understand normal logic and will slap you with a knife if you disagree with them.

It's actually very difficult to deal with.

It would be best if you can get money to deal with it.

"You want to pay them back?"

The young man was stunned when he was asked, obviously not expecting that this side would directly ask for repayment.

"Okay, no need to go to such trouble."

Xia Chuanzhenliang, who was trying to pay, grabbed hold of him.

In many cases, it is best if it can be solved without using any hands and spending a little money.

But looking at these guys makes people feel upset.

Bullying him, six people seemed like a lot, but to Izumi Masamune, ordinary people could easily vomit blood with one punch.

He picked up an empty glass from the side, checked the weight with his palm, and then threw it down with a swing of his arm.

Bang.

The broken glass was accompanied by the screams of the young man in front of him.

The black hair that was originally dyed deliberately was now covered in red blood.

It looks even uglier.

"Sure enough, it feels so good to hit it like this."

Stomping on the opponent's heart, he trampled the guy who was trying to get up to the ground again.

The soles of his feet exerted slight force, and his heart seemed to have sunk down a bit.

"Tell me, do you still owe money?"

"You guy..."

The young man was still staring at Masamune Izumi in shame, as if he wanted to say something.