More than 30 heavy-duty motorcycles were speeding along the streets at night. The rumble from their exhaust pipes was deafening. The riders on the motorcycles were all ferocious and terrifying. Occasionally anyone encountered them on the street and quickly avoided them. No one dared to look directly at them.
Kitagawa Joji was extremely angry when the firm was singled out. He personally led the team and pulled out all the key members of his men, just to regain the reputation and prestige of the Nitta-gumi. A Yakuza must be fierce and domineering, called
If a person is afraid and does not fight back when being beaten, what is the difference between that and a fish belly?
The menacing convoy rushed to the street outside the Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, and more than thirty heavy motorcycles lined up on the road. There were still a few houses on both sides of the street with lights on, but hearing this was heart-stopping.
There was movement and all the lights were turned off.
In the Kikuchi flower shop opposite Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, Kikuchi and his wife had already turned off the lights and rested, but they got up again when they heard the noise outside. Mr. Kikuchi looked out through the window and suddenly trembled all over.
I saw more than thirty motorcycles lined up neatly under the street lights, and all the riders were full of murderous intent.
Mr. Kikuchi and his wife both shrank their necks and exclaimed at the same time: "The Bosozoku, the Bosozoku of the Nitta-gumi. These Yakuza people are here. The Hashimoto family is really in big trouble this time."
"Should we call the police?"
"There is no need to call the police at this time. The police might not even come."
"What if someone from the Nitta Group goes to the wrong door?"
"I'll go and block the doors and windows right away."
Near the Hashimoto family's sushi restaurant, more than ten or twenty households of neighbors had the same idea as the Kikumoto family. Everyone turned off the lights, blocked the doors and windows, and looked out through various cracks. Although someone called the police, no one was aware of the situation.
I really don't have any hope that the police can come.
Kitagawa Joji, who had a serious face and unshaven beard, took off his motorcycle helmet. Immediately, one of his subordinates bent forward and gently took it. He pulled his neck again, and the ribbon tied on it for show off was loosened and floated in the wind.
, and some of the men gently grabbed it and placed it on a delicate tray.
Kitagawa Joji raised his legs and landed on the ground. The thirty or so subordinates who followed him also got out of the car neatly. Their movements were meticulous and their openings and closings were measured. Some of his subordinates bowed forward and handed over a box. When the box was opened, there was a pair of sunglasses inside.
Wearing sunglasses, Kitagawa Joji added a bit of gloomy and heroic demeanor. He slightly raised his head and looked at the dark night sky, and said in a deep voice: "Clear the surroundings. We can't be disturbed when we are doing things later."
"Hi!" The capable general nodded quickly, and with a wave of his hand, more than a dozen people ran around and dispersed, each holding a weapon to prevent anyone from getting close. Their existence only meant one thing: the people of the Nitta Group
Come, everyone avoid it!
And Kitagawa Joji waved his hand again with a sullen face, and uttered half a sentence: "Let's go and catch that girl back. No one can insult the reputation of our Nitta Group without being punished. No matter what she does, she can't escape from us."
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So four or five more thugs took the lead to clear the way, and each gangster strode forward. Kitagawa Joji strolled to follow, and behind him, there were more than ten or twenty people stepping on the footsteps, closely following.
"Gloomy, scary, and thrilling, this is what I want. I want to give this gangster a thumbs up!" In the alley of Hashimoto's house, Zhou Qingfeng was cheering loudly. There was a camera drone in front of him, which had just
The scene of the Nitta Group swaggering through the city, getting out of their cars and forming an array was filmed.
At this moment, Lixiang was squatting next to Zhou Qingfeng, holding a digital camera in her hand. But her whole body was trembling with excitement, and her teeth kept chattering. Compared to Zhou Qingfeng's happiness,
She is brave and intelligent, but she is as frightened as a quail.
"Actually, I think Mr. Hashimoto's idea is better. Let's hide for a while! There are too many people in the Nitta Group, and the police won't show up until half an hour." Lixiang deeply regretted it at this moment.
Why did you follow this obviously abnormal man out in front of you and even agreed to help him take pictures and so on?
"Hey! Please, can you have some professional qualities? Don't tell me that you didn't take any pictures of the series of actions when Beichuan got off the bus just now. This was a passionate performance by the Yakuza leader. I asked you to take close-ups."
Zhou Qingfeng acted like nothing was wrong, but started to blame him.
But Lixiang almost cried, "I was frightened because of the close-ups. Those guys made people feel so terrible!"
"Scary is good, but not scary is not enough. What we want is realism. Remember, we must take pictures of the confrontation between Nana and Kitagawa Joji later." Zhou Qingfeng felt that everything was perfect, so he took pictures again.
Hashimoto Nai on the other side found that the poor girl was actually frightened and fainted during such a conversation.
"Nana, Nana, now is not the time to faint. All the actors are ready. You, the protagonist, have to come on stage!" Zhou Qingfeng did not expect that Nana would faint, and he quickly pinched the person again.
, and slapped her face again, finally waking the girl up.
As a result, Hashimoto woke up and cried loudly, "Wow... Onii-chan, I really want to go home, but I don't want to be here, I'm so scared."
The girl's pitiful cry suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the surrounding residents shed tears. They prayed to the gods for blessings and scolded Yakuza for his tyranny, but no one came out to seek justice.
But it was not just the surrounding residents who were frightened. Kitagawa Joji and others who lined up were also stunned. The thugs from Yakuza in their twenties had already arrived at the door of the sushi restaurant, waiting for the boss to say something and break in.
, and then I heard crying coming from behind a trash can a few meters away from the sushi restaurant. This is very scary in the middle of the night, okay?
"Baga, who is where?" Kitagawa Joji cursed angrily.
"Stuck...!" Zhou Qingfeng had to shout, ran out from behind the trash can and said to Yakuza, number 20: "Hello everyone, I am the director tonight. We are filming the Nitta Group, which is full of evil.
They are domineering and bully the weak, leading to the complete collapse of social order. In order to safeguard justice and protect their homeland, the beautiful girl warrior answers the call of fate and comes to eradicate evil.
Judging from the current situation, everyone is cooperating very well. We just have a little trouble here. The heroine was scared to tears because of your high-quality performance. But give me some time, and we will continue filming soon.
"
Seeing someone seriously telling lies, more than 20 people in the Nitta group seemed to have seen a joke. The originally sinister scene suddenly disappeared, and was replaced by a happy and amused atmosphere of Teletubbies.
At this moment, Mr. and Mrs. Judi were looking out from the window on the second floor of their home. They could hear the movement outside clearly. Mrs. Judi asked Mr. Judi, "What is going on outside? Why did it suddenly change?"
Did you shoot the MV?"
Mr. Kikuchi was also full of questions, "I don't know. I didn't hear when Yakuza changed his career?!"