Hearing the report, Tsuda Masaaki frowned: "I didn't agree? This guy is a bit tough. Could it be that defeating Jinshan Heita made him swell?"
Ota Shisan asked: "What's next? What should we do?"
"Hmm... Just hit another car and get in." Masaaki Tsuda waved his hand, "We can make less money and pay more dividends to Chairman Sato of the Transport Association. Even if we don't make money this time, we have to use our way', before the executive meeting, understand?"
"Understood, I'll call President Sato right now." Shinnosuke said courteously, "Is it going to happen tonight?"
"Are you stupid?" Tsuda Masaaki grabbed the paperweight on the table and threw it at Shinnosuke, "Then if you hit someone to death, wouldn't you lose a lot of money?"
Accidents that kill people and accidents that don't kill people are two different concepts.
"It's still the same as today. After the Kiryu brothers and sisters went to school, they ran into their house."
"I see."
Shinnosuke left without looking back.
In fact, there is also a phone on the third floor, but this phone is mainly used to communicate with Jidao - some companies or organizations do not want their call records to have a number marked by the police as "Judou Office Landline".
The Maebashi Transportation Industry Association is one such organization.
So Shinnosuke had to go out and use the public phone to call President Sato.
After Shinnosuke left, Ota Shisan said, "Actually, I also arranged a small program for the Kiryu brothers and sisters."
Tsuda Masaaki said: "As long as it's not the kind of forced program, it's fine. What did you arrange?"
"I..." Ota Shisan lowered his voice and told the group leader about his arrangement.
Tsuda Masaaki laughed loudly after hearing this: "That's right, this is good! Think about it carefully, we are extremes, we are bad people, and we still have to be mixed with some tricks like this to be like us."
**
At this time, Kazuma was meditating in the dojo.
But he couldn't calm down at all, and his mind was full of chaotic thoughts.
Obviously, through the golden finger, I have found a way to become stronger. As long as there is another month, no, as long as half a month, I can actually improve my skills by two to three through systematic kick-off challenges. point.
At that time, relying on pure force can at least make the grassroots jihadists dare not make mistakes.
As long as Jidao does not dare to make mistakes, Sumitomo Construction should be willing to return to the road of good talks.
After all, for this kind of real estate development, even if all the surrounding land is bought by Sumitomo Construction, they can’t develop the Hema land without selling it—unless they want an old dojo in the middle of the high-end commercial and residential area.
Although this is the best process for idealization, it is estimated that there will be various troubles in realizing it, but this is the way after all, isn't it
After the money is settled, the next step is to study, take the entrance exam to Dongda University, and then fall in love, and maybe even win a national kendo championship.
Mingming's happy time travel life is about to start, it's about to start!
When He Ma thought of this, anger arose from his heart, he hit his thigh with a hammer, and the burning pain went into his head immediately.
At this moment, he heard Chiyoko's screams coming from the direction of the entrance.
He jumped up in a jerk, and ran to the entrance like flying.
Chiyoko was wearing a raincoat and seemed to be clearing the gravel from the doorway, but now she was drenched in some foul-smelling goo.
A dung truck was parked outside the door. The driver just got out of the car and said with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, little girl, there seems to be something wrong with our equipment! Are you okay?"
Chiyoko stood in the heavy rain, silent for a few seconds, then suddenly turned around, without looking at Kazuma, just passed him and ran to the bathroom.
The disgusting stench made Kazuma almost unable to restrain the desire to dodge to the side.
Although it was only for a short moment, Kazuma clearly saw Chiyoko's pretty face and lips, as well as the collarbone protruding from the collar of the raincoat, all covered with black and foul-smelling mud.
Furious, He Ma rushed forward and grabbed the driver by the collar: "You bastard!"
"We didn't do it on purpose! I lost money! I lost money! This wallet contains my one month's wages! Don't beat me, I have to go to work tomorrow, and my wife and children are waiting for me to support..."
The driver kowtowed to Kazuma, holding his wallet high with both hands, like a soldier surrendering in battle.
Hema punched the driver and made him somersault backwards before he picked up the wallet on the ground.
However, there was not much money in the wallet at all, and the driver took the opportunity to pick up the wallet with the horse, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and ran away quickly.
"You bastard!" Hema yelled at the running dung truck.
The driver's voice came back from afar: "Treasure today when you can take a bath! Tomorrow you won't even have a bathroom!"
He Ma was so angry that he threw his wallet on the ground, ignored the drenched banknotes inside, turned his head and ran home.
On the floor of the corridor were the footprints left by Chiyoko, and the black footprints still gave off a stench.
Carefully avoiding footprints, He Ma came to the bathroom door, and was about to say something when he stopped suddenly.
In addition to the sound of the shower, he heard low sobbing in the bathroom.
The girl in the Mood for Love, was splashed with shit, Chiyoko must be very uncomfortable now.
He Ma stood in front of the door, listening to the sound of the shower and choking over the door, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
He silently turned around and returned to the dojo.
Outside the open door of the dojo to the courtyard, the heavy rain roared.
Amid the lightning and thunder, the cherry blossom trees stood upright quietly.
Hema listened to the sound of the violent rain, looked at the cherry blossom trees, and unexpectedly discovered that the rage in his heart had gradually changed.
He was obviously very angry, but his heart was like the surface of a windless lake, calm as water.
He calmly realized that he actually had no choice.
Forbearance, bearing humiliation, the result of this choice, He Ma cannot accept it. As long as He Ma is alive, he will not make such a choice.
As long as he is still alive, he will not compromise with Yakuza and Sumitomo Construction.
There is no choice.
At this moment, Kazuma made up his mind.
It doesn't matter if you overestimate yourself.
It doesn't matter if you hit a stone with an egg.
That's what a man always does.
He turned and went back to the locker room of the dojo, and changed into the large kimono he wore when practicing kendo.
This time, the level of the enemy has been checked, they are very strong, and the number of enemies is large, this time it is the opponent's home court again.
He Ma reckoned that he would never come back.
But, even if it can increase the chance of survival by one ten-thousandth, he has to do enough.
After changing into his kendo clothes, Kazuma took all the wooden swords Chiyoko found out from the tool room, tied them with furoshiki, and carried them on his back.
There are 18 wooden swords in total, and before they are all interrupted, they should be able to kill a lot of extremes.
He Ma came to the full-length mirror in the dressing room, looked at himself in the mirror, and thought to himself, he looks like a samurai.
However, I always feel that it is still a little bit worse.
Kazuma suddenly noticed that on the wall of the dressing room was hanging the bamboo hat of Grandpa Kiryu that Chiyoko had found before.
So Hema went over to take off the bamboo hat and put it on his head.
Looking again, in the full-length mirror, a samurai who came out of the Dahe drama was just standing in the mirror.
He Ma took a deep breath, adjusted the furoshiki on his shoulders, and stabilized the back of the wooden sword.
He walked out of the dressing room, stood in the center of the dojo, and looked at the big cherry tree in the yard through the door.
"I have to say goodbye before I have time to figure out the effect of enshrining things under you." Hema said softly, "I have to say, you are really a very beautiful cherry blossom tree."
The only answer to the hippo was the sound of torrential rain.
Kazuma shook his head lightly as if laughing at his sudden sentimentality.
He left the dojo and looked in the direction of the bathroom.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of Toujiro in the Japanese national comedy. Toujiro himself has no skills, he can only wander around and do some small business. He has been worried about his sister Sakura, but he has no way to really do anything for Sakura.
That's why Toujiro sang in the theme song of the movie, "I can't marry my sister, one day you will be happy, for your great brother"...
This passage of lyrics fits wonderfully with He Ma's current state of mind.
Forgive me, sister, this time I may leave you alone in this cruel world.
He Ma said to his sister from the bottom of his heart, and then walked towards the entrance.
Although the entrance was destroyed in the car accident, the phone placed near the entrance still works.
Kazuma picked up the receiver and dialed the number left by detective Shiratori on the dial.
Soon someone answered the phone: "The Metropolitan Police Department, who can I find?"
"I'm looking for Detective Shiratori." He Ma said calmly.
"The white bird detective went out to run the case. He may come back later, or he may go home directly. What's the matter?"
"Tell Shiratori Detective for me that the Tsuda-gumi's criminal evidence he wants has some clues. As long as he goes to the Tsuda-gumi's office immediately, he might be able to catch it."
—My dead body should be counted as criminal evidence, right
Hema ignored the words "you leave a phone number and I will ask him to call back immediately when the white bird detective comes back", and hung up the phone directly.
He came out of the house through the broken gate and onto the road.
He had figured out the location of the Tsuda-gumi office a long time ago. After all, Nishikiyama Heita had reminded him that the Tsuda-gumi was likely to take over next, and he had to know where the enemy was.
Although he hadn't been to that place after crossing with the horse, the original owner had already been familiar with this area before he crossed, and his brain automatically planned the route to the Tsuda-gumi office like a map of Gaode.
He Ma walked unhurriedly in the heavy rain, and the raindrops made a crackling sound as the raindrops fell on the bamboo hat.
As he walked, he sighed, obviously three weeks ago, I just transmigrated here, and I was just an outsider who couldn't even integrate into this world.
Obviously two weeks ago, I still felt that this sister who refused to sell the dojo was very annoying.
Obviously before I crossed, I always felt that I would definitely follow the "dog" route after crossing.
But now, I am walking on the road of dying generously. Those who don't know will definitely think that I am some kind of hero.
Thinking with the horse, while walking through the rain and night.
Suddenly, he saw a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the side of the road ahead.
In the dark night, the red scarf around Ksitigarbha's neck was unnaturally bright.
Kazuma didn't slow down, he walked while looking at the Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, at the face washed by the rain.
It is said that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is also responsible for guiding the dead souls to the ultimate bliss.
"Are you here to pick me up?" He Ma whispered, "I'm sorry, I still have something to do."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was silent, even stones could not speak.
It just silently watched the backs of the hats go away, just like it had watched those men go to death countless times in the past.
Finally, Kazuma arrived in front of the Tsuda-gumi office.
This is a three-story building. There may be some problems with the distribution box next to the building, and small flashes can be seen from time to time, so the lights in the building are not stable.
Standing in the heavy rain with the horse, I wondered what poem I should read.
He easily thought of one person.
This man has just inherited the family, quelled civil strife, found the weapon "Iron Cannon" from the West that can change the form of war, and began to form the Iron Cannon Team. The news of the strong enemy's battle.
All plans, all plots for the future, are completely useless in front of the sudden and powerful enemy.
Seeing that the grand plan that had not taken the first step was about to come to naught, this man mobilized the only troops in his hand, and launched a decisive blow to the powerful enemy.
Before he played, he personally danced a wakako dance, leaving a legend in Japanese history.
This person is Oda Nobunaga.
When he danced this Ruoxing dance, he must have the same mood as Hema.
Obviously, as long as a little more time is given, everything will be on the right track.
Obviously, it is only a little bit short, and you can be prepared to deal with it.
However, the ignorant enemy ruined all of this.
"Fifty years in the human world," Hema read softly, and at the same time drew out the first wooden knife from his back, "It's like a dream and an illusion, how can there be someone who can live forever?"
Thunder exploded in the sky, and the lightning illuminated everything as if it were daytime.
At this time, a big-armed Jidao pushed open the door of the office and came out, yelling at Kazuma: "Fuck! What are you doing! Don't stand at the door of our office! Get out!"
He didn't talk back to the horse, but just put on a tooth-protruding posture.
"Huh?" The other party was shocked, "Do you know where this is? You dare to make a mistake, without you..."
He Ma suddenly exerted strength, and his whole body turned into an afterimage. The blade of the wooden knife tore through the torrential rain, forming a cutting-like visual effect in the air.
The head of the wooden knife hit the pattern on Jidao's collar, and the pattern that was of acceptable quality cracked in two.
Jidao flew backwards and hit the office door.
The glass on the door shattered at the sound, sprayed backward like a shotgun, and then deformed. The door fell off the door frame and flew backward together with Jidao's body, hitting several people sitting on the couch near the door in the house. On a pole.
Kazuma's wooden knife snapped, and without hesitation he threw the broken wooden knife at the shocked Jidao's face, and at the same time smoothly drew out the second wooden knife.
And Ma Nu shouted:
"Natural Xinxin Stream Teacher Fan Dai
Kiryu Kazuma
See ginseng! "