At the corner of the corridor on the tenth floor of the hotel, people suddenly appeared holding baseball bats, iron rods, daggers and other items that could be used as weapons. A rough estimate was that there were more than twenty people.
Fujiwara Yu and Matsuda Jinpei exchanged glances, and both of them tacitly trusted each other with their backs. In this situation, they could only find a way to break out of the encirclement and fight in an open place. It was really difficult to display their skills in such a space.
"You two had better surrender obediently to avoid physical pain!" The leading man had a horrible scar on his face. He made a vicious expression, made some knife moves, and threatened.
Jinpei Matsuda couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He was not the type to back down when threatened.
When he was a child, some people called him "the son of a murderer" every day. At that time, there were many guys who took the initiative to provoke him and wanted to beat him up to show off to their friends. They shouted words like "If you fight back, I will tell the teacher, and the teacher will definitely believe me", and in the end they got beaten to a pulp by themselves.
He reached out and touched his dentures. He didn't think it was shameful to be missing a tooth at such a young age. It was a symbol of his courage to face those scum who bullied him... a symbol of resistance.
It's the price of courage.
Matsuda Jinpei picked up the baseball bat from the ground, tilted his head, looked at the scarred man who had threatened but not taken any action, and sneered:
"Hey, you've been talking for so long without taking any action. Are you a paper tiger?"
Fujiwara Yu couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard this. This was really Matsuda Jinpei's style. Even though they were at a numerical disadvantage, they didn't forget to make up for the advantage in eloquence.
He twisted his neck. If he had been afraid, he wouldn't have come. He had anticipated this situation. It was even better than he'd imagined. The other party didn't have a gun... Did that mean this criminal gang was just that skilled, or was the first level of the game just that friendly?
"Damn it, brothers, come on, the boss said we don't have to beat you to death!" The scarred man's personality was very impulsive, and his violent temper made the veins on his neck bulge.
The gangsters who received the signal waved their weapons in a ferocious manner and swung them towards Fujiwara Yu. Unfortunately, the iron rod did not fall on Fujiwara. With a scream, the person who was attacked was the unlucky guy who was tripped by Matsuda Jinpei's long legs.
It is a welcome sight to see people fighting against each other.
Fujiwara Yu and Matsuda Jinpei cooperated perfectly, and their dodging directions were also very tacit, making it impossible for the person swinging the baseball bat to stop his hand movements due to inertia, and thus hit his teammates hard.
Or perhaps the two of them took advantage of the small space, kicked the wall with one foot and flew into the air, instantly exerting considerable pressure on Newton, almost violating the gravity of the terrain.
Fortunately, they were not suspended in the air for long, and they landed safely on the face of some unlucky guy.
Not only did they step steadily on familiar ground, but they also received free bone adjustment on their nose bridges. The only difference was that the effect wasn't very good, and it felt a bit like reverse medical aesthetics.
"Fuck, are you guys useless? Don't forget the consequences of failure!
"The scarred man didn't expect these two policemen to be so good at fighting. Two minutes ago, there were more than 20 of their men standing there, but now the number has been reduced by one third.
The consequences of failure?
Jinpei Matsuda narrowed his eyes, and the fist that was swinging towards the knife-wielding gangster in front of him turned into a knife-handed attack. He turned around and struck the back of his neck with great force. When the gangster fainted, he did not forget to lend a hand and moved him to the side to lean against the wall.
What does failure mean? Are all the others, besides the scarred man, ordinary people threatened by Yamada Gongkei? If you think that way, it would explain why these people's fighting skills are so poor.
Just like the one that Matsuda Jinpei had just put down, the hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly, and whether he was slashing or stabbing, his movements were very stiff, and he didn't look like a social scum who just lived by licking the tip of a knife.
"...Takashi, they seem to be threatened. Find a way to investigate their identities." Matsuda Jinpei quickly stepped back and came behind Fujiwara Yu, trying to use his abdominal cavity to speak and convey clues in a subtle way.
Fujiwara Yu naturally also heard the Scarred Man's angry shouts. After realizing this, he quietly turned on his headset. Matsuda's words were soon heard by Hashimoto Yuji who was remotely connected, and the appearance of these criminals was captured through the pinhole camera on his chest.
Yuji Hashimoto, who was on standby at the Metropolitan Police Department, quickly tapped on the keyboard. After successfully retrieving the identity information of the criminal from the database, he immediately threw an eraser at Kenzo Mashiba and Usho Tsuda who were dozing off.
The eraser in the middle of the nose successfully completed its wake-up call. Tsuda Usho rubbed his aching nose and looked around in a daze. After seeing Hashimoto Yuji's gesture, he slapped Mashiba Kenzo on the left cheek without hesitation. The sound was crisp but not loud.
"Hey, Zhen Chai, wake up and stop sleeping. We have a mission for you."
Mashiba Kenzo woke up from his sweet dream. He looked at Tsuda Usho beside him speechlessly. He almost kissed his wife in his dream. He pouted unhappily, picked up the cup and drank the cold water in it, then asked:
"Finally, we have a mission assigned to us? What mission?"
"Come over here and take a look." Hashimoto Yuji handed the data he had gathered to the two people in front of him, explaining, "These people are the criminals currently fighting Inspector Takashi. They all have criminal records, and most of them are petty thieves, and their families are relatively poor."
"So what do you mean, let us two rush over to help now? The inspector should be able to deal with criminals of this level easily, right? Some of them look sick." Kenzo Mashiba asked puzzledly.
Hashimoto Yuji shook his head, pulled out the data he had just investigated, and said:
"These people were coerced into becoming thugs by Yamada Gongkei. What you need to do is rescue their families. Be careful when you act, and remember to bring a signal jammer to prevent the criminals guarding their families from tipping off."
"So that's what's going on. I was wondering why they could recruit thugs of this caliber." Mashiba Kenzo smiled and patted Tsuda Usho, who was still yawning, and said leisurely, "Let's go, finish the work quickly and go home to your wife soon!"
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Tsuda Usho rolled his eyes. This guy was really bringing up all sorts of issues. A few days ago, at his mother's urging, he went on a blind date with a girl of similar age, but was rejected when he heard she was a police officer.
Now this guy Zhen Chai actually said in front of him, "Go home early to find your wife." Isn't this obviously provoking hatred? Damn guy, if I didn't have something important to do, I really want to punch him twice.
"Yuji, we're leaving now. Don't fall asleep."
"Don't worry, I won't."
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