Today I Am a Hostage Again

Brother Jian took out a cigarette case from his pocket and lit a cigarette in his mouth.

Maybe the action of smoking a cigarette really scores people, and it has a high demand for appearance. Aizawa Sora had seen Kurosawa Jin smoking before, although Kurosawa Jin didn’t smoke in front of him, but occasionally saw him before he walked in front of him. He often saw Kurosawa Jin smoking a cigarette. Less than half of the smoke was extinguished, and he squeezed it out after seeing him.

But obviously they are all the same movements, and this person does not have too much appreciation.

——Speaking of the Cowherd's store top brand, in fact, there are really many people he knows who can take on this important task. For example, Matsuoka Masamune, another example... Kurosawa Jin.

Brother Jian took a mouthful of cigarettes and snorted in the position of the co-pilot. His eyes could just see the bald head who just spoke in the rearview mirror, "What do you know, there are a lot of different temperaments in the store now. The lack of such a weak breath is painful."

The painful Sawada Tsunayoshi: "..." They kept attacking me personally! !

"But, Brother Jian..." The man with a skull tattoo on his neck stared at Wenren Nagao for a while, and then suddenly asked a question that hits the soul, "We didn't say that the boy who caught Nagao. After all, his gambling dad has sold him to us, but two people..."

Why are they arrested?

Yeah, why?

Brother Jian took another cigarette and flicked the ashes with his right hand. After seeing the black-haired kid, you think he has great potential and is worth training?

"They must be very good friends with the long-tailed kid. Since they are good friends, they will help pay off their debts, presumably..." Before he could finish this sentence of Brother Jian, he heard,'Hey-- 'Slammed the brakes, and then he banged his head against the window of the car, and then he took a breath of cold air "hiss-" and hit him to death!

"Honbashi!" Two times in a row, this time the sturdy brother Jian, who had hit him hard, didn't care about talking to the people behind him. He yelled at the driver's younger brother, then slapped and slapped. It was shot on the back of the driver's head, "Will you, can you drive steady!"

‘Boom’!

There was a louder noise, and the car shook violently. The two men behind who did not wear seat belts rushed out because of inertia. Fortunately, they were blocked by the car seat, otherwise they were likely to stick to the front windshield. But it was still the case, and I was stunned and knocked twice on his stomach and thighs.

Aizawa felt the sound and vibration, and immediately understood that it was a crash.

In order to leave Ninamoricho as quickly as possible and to ensure that Hibari Kyoya would not catch up, the speed of the car was so fast, although the speed was a little slower after a sudden brake, it was actually not too slow.

When he was slapped by Brother Jian, he was stepping on the accelerator and preparing to accelerate, but a ‘booster’ came and he stepped on the accelerator without any scruples.

As a result, it became what it is now. With a ‘boom’, it hit the **** of the white Mazda R-7 in front. A piece of the front of their business car went in, and the white Mazda's **** was not much better.

"Jian, Brother Jian, what should I do now?" The driver Motomashi stammered inquiring about the culprit. Although he drove the car without a mistake, if there was no slap in the face of Brother Jian, there would be no such result!

Coincidentally, behind them, a patrolling vehicle from the Ministry of Transport drove over immediately after discovering that an accident had occurred here.

At this time, if they don't care about driving away, they will inevitably be chased by the traffic police. At that time, they will be seen three little ghosts tied behind, but it is more than just hit and run.

"Get out of the car." Brother Jian finished speaking to Benqiao, then turned to the other two people and ordered: "You two are optimistic about the three little ghosts in the back, don't let them make a noise."

"Don't worry, Brother Jian."

"I know."

What is the best way? Of course it's blocking their mouths!

But there is no rag or tape, what should I do?

Among them, the man with a tattoo on his neck simply took off his shirt, put it in the mouth of Wenren Nagao, and said to him viciously: "The smart one should be quiet. If you are discovered, you The kid has to pay attention to his life in the future!"

The shirt was worn for a day, uh...maybe more than a day, the sweat smelled particularly ‘sour and refreshing’, and the ‘excited’ Nagao Wenren’s eyes were full of tears.

The bald man wanted to take off his shirt, but after thinking about it, he took off his shoes. He wears a pair of black socks on his feet. The sock tube is quite long. Isn't it better than the top, and it can solve two at once, perfect!

Aizawa Sora, who was thinking about when to start, taught them how to behave, his sensitive nose smelled the odor that suddenly appeared in the car, and then he heard the sound of taking off his socks, and his clear blue eyes suddenly widened.

That person, that person...Could it be that they want to gag him with socks?

Aizawa's hands were tied behind his back, and his wrists were tied with rope. Now the rope that bound him disappeared under Aizawa Sora's thoughts, and was taken into the space by him, but his posture did not change. He just waited for the person to come and kick him out!

on the road

After getting off the bridge, the owner of the Mazda who was hit innocently in front also stopped and walked off.

The man was wearing a black T-shirt and a light gray casual suit jacket. His skin tone is very dark, but his hair color is very light pale golden, and his purple-gray eyes are staring at the bridge closely, but when he walks to the rear of the car, his eyes can't help but a flash of light. Distressed.

This is his favorite car!

It is said that the car is the second life of a man, (yes, not his wife, his wife is the country) Now, his second life has been so severely persecuted, it must not be easily forgotten.

The fake wine named Bourbon, Jiang Gu Ling, walked towards the bridge in great strides.

He just completed the task assigned to him by the organization ‘perfectly’, and saved the people on the way. Today was when he was about to go back, and found that the car was out of gas, so he went to a nearby gas station to refuel. Who knows how long he just came out, he was directly chased by someone.

The courage of Benqiao is actually not that big, otherwise he would not join the half-mouth group for so long, and he still stays in the driving stage until now, and he can't even tie a junior high school student. Seeing such a violent Jiangguling, Benqiao stepped back two steps, and before Jiangguling started, he took the lead and said: "Yes, I'm sorry, we will compensate for the car and the car."

Jiang Gu Ling frowned and his eyes fell on Brother Jian who was sitting in the co-pilot position. The tattoo on his neck... the underworld man?

Will the people in the gang handle things so weakly?

Jiang Gu Ling only flashed this thought, and instinctively paid more attention to the man.

He has been in a tense state, and his sight will often sweep through the rearview mirror, indicating that there is something worthy of his attention in the rear compartment, or something that he does not want to be discovered.

"You..." Jiang Guling only said one word, and then he heard a muffled bang, and then the car shook violently twice.

Someone behind!

Jiang Guling grabbed Motohashi's hand for the first time, raised his eyes, and sure enough, the man sitting in front of him opened his eyes wide in surprise, half of his body leaned behind him.

With a ‘click’, the window glass shattered, and a small but white fist was retracted from the broken window, and then the body shook violently twice.

"What happened!" A young female traffic policeman with a double ponytail got off the inspection vehicle and ran to the vicinity of the commercial vehicle quickly.

"This person will be handed over to you first." Jiang Ling said, pushing the sorely Motobashi in front of the female traffic policeman, opened the door of the driver's cab that hadn't been locked, and moved up. Brother Jian, who started to flee in the driver's seat, grabbed his hand.

Jiang Gu Ling only glanced back and almost understood what had happened.

Behind, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who was not tied up, helped Nagao Atsuto pull the clothes from his mouth, and then untie the rope.

As for Aizawa Sora...

This swaying car is thanks to him.

Aizawa Sora, who had always been calm and calm, just couldn't calm down when he finally saw the bald man bending over at them with socks.

One violent, was a kick in the bald man's stunned gaze, kicked the bald man's chin from the bottom up, with such great force, the head that was kicked directly was placed on the roof of the car. The other man didn't expect to encounter such a thing in the slightest. After seeing the brother in the end in a daze, he rushed towards Aizawa after he reacted.

Aizawa grabbed the man's wrist, pushed him aside, and struck him with a punch.

It may be the ability to sense danger that he has cultivated on the road for many years. He intuitively felt that this fist hit his head and estimated that he would not be able to run away from a concussion. After taking out his lifelong reaction speed, he tilted his head severely, and then he found out. Bai Nen's little fist, which seemed ineffective, smashed the car window glass with one punch.

He couldn't do it without tools, an adult man!

Although he avoided the punch, he did not escape the next blow, and then followed his brother's footsteps and fell to the side seat.

Aizawa raised his hand to cover his nose, showing a sullen smile, took out a rag he usually used from the space, pinched the two **** of socks that fell on the ground, and stuffed his brain into the bald man's mouth. in. After the stuffing, he kicked him a few times.

Sawada Tsuna Jesse shivered, the current Aizawa-kun is so terrible ＱＡＱ

"Huh~" Finally, Aizawa let out a long sigh, and returned to his previous calm appearance. As a result, when he turned his head, he met a pair of purple-gray eyes.

"Ah..." Aizawa opened his mouth slightly, and silently retracted the foot that had stepped on the bald man.

Is it too late for him to say that he is a victim at this time?

The one who was more surprised than Aizawa Sora was to count down.

At this time, he unexpectedly coincided with the mentality of Police Officer Mumu yesterday: Was it you again?

I was kidnapped by robbers as hostages yesterday, but today?

The author has something to say: Aizawa Sora: When you see me in the future, please don't use the word ‘again’, thank you.