That's right, the three guys with brightly colored hair are the survivors of the Dorobiga Paradise incident and the church incident.
The two mud tragedy meetings temporarily recruited people, and their groups all participated - of course, the church was fake.
As a result, except for the three of them who were good at fishing and paddling, all of them were caught.
"It's over, it's over, I haven't escaped after all..." Lan Mao's face was full of despair, and he was about to burst into tears.
"I just said don't let your guard down, right? You guys have to say that there has been no news for a long time and you want to come out and relax for a while. Now is it a good time? Are you on the gun?" Lu Mao was indignant.
Hong Mao slapped his chest.
"Stop talking, be quiet. Thanks for not talking too much just now, I hope he won't notice us.
By the way, if you are caught later, don’t say that you participated in those two incidents before, understand? We are just here to watch the rock show!"
"Yes, yes, we are just innocent people passing by." Lan Mao quickly agreed.
"Are you taking it too easy? That person won't reason with you. Why don't you just give me a break and you still want to attack? You might as well cooperate." Lu Mao accepted his fate.
Not only the three of them recognized Shizuo Komemon, but everyone present had some experience with him, so they all knew about the latter's reputation. Even if they didn't, people around him just explained it.
So, soon, even the whispers disappeared, and the scene became completely quiet.
No one spoke anymore. Only the sound of Shizuo Komemon knocking on the railings echoed in the underground concert. He stopped and the sound stopped suddenly. Everyone couldn't help but tense up.
"It seems that you all know me, so I won't say any more nonsense. Those who shouted so happily just now should come forward on your own. It's best not to let me invite you in person."
Shizuo Komemon's tone was very calm, but no one dared to take it seriously, let alone think that he was a good talker. No one, no matter how stubborn, dared to think so.
There are wrong names, there are no wrong nicknames.
Even with the murderous-sounding nicknames of Komemon Shizuo, I can't tell you that he has a good temper.
It was no use that the people who had just made the noise didn't want to stand up. The people around them immediately stayed away, for fear of being implicated.
On the stage, Odagiri Toshi couldn't bear it anymore. He had wanted to speak out to drive away the police, but the bandmates around him quickly tried to dissuade him, for fear that he would not be able to think about it.
But Odagiri Toshi has always been unruly, has a bad temper, and is very unkind to the police.
Although he knew a little about the rumors about Shizuo Komemon and heard about his background, he just couldn't stand it.
What's more, this group of police officers were obviously coming for him today. They were causing trouble in public, which made him feel very unhappy.
"What on earth do you tax thieves want to do here? Do you come here to have fun during working hours? Speaking of which, I know you. I remember your surname is Gu Meimen, right?"
"Minya... don't..."
The companion behind him pulled Odagiri Toshiya's arm, but was immediately thrown away by the latter.
"What? I heard that you used to be a prostitute on the street, but now you are wearing the skin of a policeman and starting to..."
boom--
Before Odagiri Toshiya finished speaking, the railing in front of Shizuo Komemon was suddenly pulled out, flew out, and hit the wooden stage under Odagiri Toshiya's feet, smashing the entire stage to pieces.
Chaotic pieces of wood flew around, causing the audience near the stage to scream and run away.
The band members on the stage were the worst. Some had their feet stuck in the stage floor, and some had their heads hit on the instruments. They were knocked upside down.
Odagiri Satoshi was also the main target, and he fell on the deformed and twisted iron railings. He suffered many wounds on his body, but most of them were minor scratches and bruises. Only his calf was scratched, and there was an obvious bruise.
Wound.
After all, the interrogation has not yet begun, and Shizuo Komemon is not in a hurry to make a serious move.
Shizuo Komemon led the others down the steps in a hurry, and the crowd separated automatically. The shouting guys were pushed out by the crowd, and they tried to hide back in a panic, but it was too late.
"Your father asked me to help educate you. Now it seems that it is indeed necessary." Shizuo Komemon did not directly talk about investigating the case, but used this reason.
As he spoke, he casually tapped the nearest screamer on the shoulder. The latter's shoulder immediately collapsed, and then he let out a scream without realizing it.
"It doesn't matter whether you are unruly or arrogant, it doesn't matter, but you should always have the confidence to do so."
Shizuo Komemon took a few steps forward, but the second screamer was pushed by someone behind him. He had nowhere to escape, so he had to cover his shoulders. As a result, Shizuo Komemon didn't even look at him and kicked him in the calf.
There was a crisp sound, the leg bones bent abnormally, and the whole person fell to the ground.
"In terms of background, your father is no match for my old man."
Shizuo Komemon grabbed the arm of the third screamer and threw him directly to a wall, hitting it with a thud and then hitting the ground again.
"In terms of force, you can't even withstand a slap from me."
As he said this, he slapped the fourth screamer casually, causing several teeth to fly out with blood, and the person fainted on the ground.
"Playing music?" Shizuo Komemon stood in front of Odagiri Toshiya, bent down and took off the sunglasses on his face, "Have you heard of Senba Hiiragi?"
Odagiri Toshi also said nothing and stared at him.
"My pen name." Shizuo Komemon said expressionlessly. There was no hint of showing off in his tone, he was just stating a fact calmly.
But this made Odagiri Toshi even more uncomfortable.
He casually threw Toshiya Odagiri's sunglasses to the ground, and Shizuo Komemon crushed them with his feet, "And you can only entertain yourself in such a crude underground concert."
He reached out and grabbed Toshiya Odagiri by his collar and lifted him up. Shizuo Komemon looked at the scars on his face and said calmly:
"You said you like rock and roll and like to be rebellious, but in the end, the things you did were just like a child playing house, and you didn't achieve anything famous. Do you really feel no shame at all?"
Odagiri Toshi also blushed, and veins popped up on his forehead with anger, but he couldn't think of any words to retort.
When Shizuo Komemon saw that he was silent, he no longer held on to him. Instead, he focused his gaze on the others, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire audience.
"You can have opinions, but it's best to keep them to yourself and don't let me know. If you ever humiliate the police again and let me see you in the future, I will let you know how happy you are to live well."
The colorful non-mainstream people in the room lowered their heads to avoid his sight, for fear of being noticed.
"It's not just you, spread my words and let everyone on the streets know.
If you are dissatisfied, you can come to me at the Metropolitan Police Department. Don’t worry, no one will stop you, no matter who you are, no matter how many people come, I will be the only one to take action."
There was silence, no one answered, and Shizuo Komemon no longer paid attention to these little bastards.
