It was around six o'clock in the afternoon.

It is time for the martial arts hall to close.

The students left the martial arts hall one by one, talking and laughing.

Whether it is a student or a teacher, they all said goodbye to Ashiya Ryo. Now he has such a status in Goto Shokuan.

They are more prestige than both Goto and his son.

But before a while, a noise came from the door.

Ryo Ashiya, who had just collected the income from the martial arts hall, had not yet carefully experienced the gains, so he frowned and walked out.

As the sun sets in the west, a particularly conspicuous yellow hair is fluttering with the evening breeze.

Huangmao held a cigarette in her mouth and turned her back to the martial arts hall, trying to create a chic and melancholy temperament.

There were four or five younger brothers standing next to them, swearing and driving the students who walked out of the martial arts hall.

"Maruakashi is doing business, and the idle people are withdrawing!"

When many students heard the name "Maruyama Castle", their expressions changed.

And I soon remembered some rumors about this martial arts hall - it turned out that the incident of being targeted by Ji Dao is true?

Several people hesitated, as if they were considering whether to continue studying in this martial arts hall.

On the street not far from Sanri Moon Hall.

"Mom, are they bad guys?"

The little boy who had greeted Ashiya Ryo in the afternoon pulled his mother's clothes and asked a little scared, but he still asked in confusion.

When the young mother heard this, her face changed slightly and she pulled the child behind her.

"Hyuki, don't talk nonsense, let's go home!"

"But mom, don't you say that when you meet bad people, you have to fight them to the end..."

"Um!"

Before the boy could finish his words, the woman covered her mouth and pulled her back.

He widened his eyes, unable to understand his mother's actions.

“Hehehe…”

The hooligan who was closest to the mother and son grinned and turned around and blocked them.

"Little brother, we are bad guys!"

"But remember, since we say bad things about us, bad people... will be angry!"

His greedy eyes fell on the mother's plump figure and were about to reach out.

"Bang!"

The gangster let out a painful cry: "Ah!"

Halfway through his hand, he was knocked hard by a rolling pin. The force was not light and his hands immediately turned red.

"Which bastard!"

He raised his head angrily.

Yue Shouzi, who was still wearing an apron, stood in front of him, holding a rolling pin, with her eyebrows raised and her momentum was not timid at all.

"Hey, hey, this is still a little beauty!"

"Brothers, it's time for us to teach her the cruelty of society."

The hooligan next to him didn't care much at first, but when he looked at Yue Shouzi's appearance carefully, he whistled excitedly.

The man who was beaten up had a change of expression.

Not only did he not restrain himself at all, he laughed even more obscenely.

"Little girl, you have a way in heaven and you won't go..."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish his harsh words, the ribs on his side suddenly suffered a heavy blow.

"Uh!"

The hooligan's screams were several times more miserable than just now.

He almost couldn't stand firm and was about to fall to the ground.

"You are so fucking me!"

"Go to die! (Xinai)"

The gangster was completely angry, barely stood up, took out a knife from his arms, and got up to stab the person next to him.

——This kind of little hooligan is more dangerous than the experienced and experienced Taoist.

——Because they are too young, they are not light or heavy in their actions, but they are veterans who know which parts are disabled but not dead.

But the rogue looked up.

What I see in my sight is not a living person.

But...

A bloody mouth!

To be precise, it was a black evil tiger lying on him.

It's just because the distance is too close.

From the hooligan's perspective, you can only see the hideous mouth.

Four sharp tiger teeth were right in front of him, and the tender red tongue coating was clearly visible.

The gentle breath slapped the cheek heavily.

It seemed that there were a few drops of viscous liquid dripping from above.

It seemed like a roar of a tiger, and it was straight and irresistible to enter the ears that were close at hand.

Deafening.

At this moment, the only remaining brain capacity of the gangster has no space to think about "Why are there tigers on the street?" "I didn't see it before?" "How could it hit my face?" These questions.

He just wanted to escape.

However, I want to escape but can't.

Because his whole body, including not only his legs, was scared and weak.

Although in 2021, it seems that many people can easily solve a tiger with the help of "a sliding shovel".

But in reality, if such a big guy suddenly pops up on his face, it would be better not to dare to attack it or not be scared to urinate on the spot.

"clang--"

The knife fell to the ground, making a clear sound of metal and stone intersecting.

The rogue was completely unstable and sat down.

His face was pale, his eyes were dull and he was lost.

"You're a kid!" (kisama)

The hooligans around them had no idea what their companions had done.

It seemed that just one moment of consciousness, I saw a young man in a judo suit standing in front of them, and his companion had fallen to the ground, losing his soul.

Ji Dao still pays more attention to "brotherhood", so he naturally surrounded Ashiya Ryu.

Ryo Ashiya stood in the middle of them, his eyes cold and he looked around.

Just this calm momentum made the gangsters feel inexplicably angry.

"You bastards, stop me!"

Before the gangsters could really do anything, they heard their current boss, the yellow-haired young man, shouting in an angry and trembling voice.

But unexpectedly, the angrily big brother...

It seems to be targeted at them?

"Long time no see, Huangmaojun."

Ryo Ashiya smiled at the yellow-haired.

He had never remembered this person's name, so he would rather just call him "Yellow-Hai Jun".

The yellow-haired, who has not yet had a name, twitched the corners of his mouth, and the smile he pulled out was even worse than crying.

"Lu...Lu, Luya San, you... Hello."

He stammered.
To be continued...