What to Do if You Look Too Fierce

It's not that he doesn't want to see her, but... now he always feels guilty when he sees Saeko Busujima.

When we parted last time, Aoki felt that Saeko Busushima seemed to have noticed something, which made him even more afraid to go to Saeko Busushima casually.

Sure enough, should I confess to her?

Aoki sighed, and before he could put away his phone, he heard the sound of a motorcycle engine suddenly, he stopped and leaned towards the side of the road, and turned his head to look, only to find that the motorcycle behind him was not Passing by, he rushed straight at him, the one who took the lead, wearing a black rivet jacket, with yellow hair sticking up, wearing sunglasses and smiling faintly at Aoki.

Aoki watched calmly as more than a dozen motorcycles buzzed and revved their engines, blocking his way.

"You...are Aoki Tsukasa, right? We met for the first time, I am, Armed Front, Hideto Bando."

Chapter 380: Fight or Die

"And then." Aoki's indifferent words made Hideto Bando's smile even bigger: "It's nothing...you actually called the police?"

Aoki Division just looked at him quietly.

The armed front is the group of bosozoku who harassed Teruhashi Shinmi... It really looks like a bosozoku, jacket, sunglasses, motorcycle, and yellow hair, basically the classic image in comics, this guy has all of them up.

Oh, and add that big gold chain around his neck.

"Is there something wrong?" Aoki Division did not answer his question, but just looked at him quietly.

What he said was undoubtedly because Songshanyan asked someone to put pressure on them. Aokisi never asked about Songshanyan's background, nor did he investigate, but according to his experience, he can also know that the Baidao behind Songshanyan Power may not be simple.

It seems that this time they were given a warning by the police.

Bando Hideto spread out his hands, with a mocking look on his face: "No, no, it's not interesting, just to see what kind of person the 'Chiba no Great Demon King', the Tiger of Wuyang, is. He even found the police to warn him We, sure enough, are not easy."

Aoki knew that he was mocking himself as a delinquent boy, and that he asked the police to arrange them when something happened, which made him feel uncomfortable.

But he just raised a corner of his mouth: "So?"

Aoki's attitude made the group even more unhappy. Hideto Bando hadn't spoken yet, and a man who looked almost 30 years old was riding a motorcycle and scolded: "Boy, we will give you face, but don't think that We didn't dare to do anything. It's not like I haven't been in the police station before."

"So?" Secretary Aoki said, repeating the reading was very refreshing.

"Do you want to die!" The man stopped the motorcycle with a thud, and strode towards Aokiji with strides, but Bando Hideto suddenly stretched out his hand, stopped him, and looked at Aokiji: "Don't be too happy. "

Aoki Division just stared at him.

"I don't bother you because we really didn't do it well enough." Bando Hideto lit a cigarette: "My younger brother went to harass a high school student, it's a bit embarrassing to say...but ..."

He suddenly turned his head and stared at Aoki Si close at hand: "Don't mess with us."

"Otherwise... I will crush you." Bando Hideto breathed smoke into Aoki Tsukasa's face.

Aoki Division slowly stretched out his hand, and the other bosozokus present became nervous, they stopped the car quickly, and looked at him with serious expressions.

Although they are very angry now, they are very wary of Aoki Si - even if they haven't watched his game, they have heard of Aoki Si's previous record.

This may be a very stinking, very punching guy, but also, a very strong guy.

Hideto Bando didn't change his face, watching Aoki Secretary slowly raise his hand and take the cigarette butt away from his mouth.

"See, you're not yet 20 years old." Aoki took down the cigarette, and handed it to the mature-looking guy with a dull expression, who just wanted to do something to him.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't ask the police to take you to receive education." Aoki Si twitched the corners of his mouth, smiling a bit ruffianly.

Hideto Bando's smile finally disappeared.

"Have you finished watching the stars? I'm going home." Aoki Si hit the shoulder of the bosozoku with his shoulder, pushed out a passage, walked out of the siege, turned his head and smiled: "Do you need to take a group photo as a souvenir?"

Seeing the expressions of them wanting to come over and punch him a few times, Aokiji stopped speaking just right, and strode away with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing Aoki Si striding away without looking back, he seemed to be able to do things with ease, the old-looking man who was still holding the cigarette that Aoki Si gave him looked at Bando Hideto blankly.

"Boss..."

His words made Bando Hideto, who was squinting and thinking about something, come back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

The bosozoku looked at the cigarette in his hand: "Are you still smoking?"

"Fuck!" Bando Hideto angrily slammed the gas pedal: "Let's go."

"Why don't you catch up with that kid?" The bosozoku returned to his motorcycle and smiled mischievously.

"...You, forget it." Bando Hideto sighed speechlessly: "Don't trouble him these few days, if this kid offends us, call back."

"But..." The bosozoku took a puff of the cigarette that originally belonged to Bando Hideto in displeasure: "That's all?"

"Our armed front is not some unprincipled garbage organization." Bando Hideto turned his head and stared into his eyes: "If he provokes us, no matter how powerful he is, I will lead you to fight. But, this The thing is that our men are not well disciplined, and if you go to him for it, it will give the Armed Front a bad name."

"Let's go, remember what I just said." Hideto Bando slammed the accelerator, and the motorcycle he was sitting on roared out of the street.

The bosozokus followed one after another. The bosozoku who was holding a cigarette stared at the cigarette butt in a daze, and finally threw it on the ground in resentment.

To let this guy embarrass himself so badly... Uncle, I'm only 21 years old this year!

The bosozoku touched his face resentfully, and almost knocked his motorcycle into a utility pole.

This dead bald head! !

The sound of the engine roared away, and Aoki Si walked home with a blank expression, but his head felt a little dull.

Trouble, why do they come one after another?

With the renewed sense of urgency, Aoki Tsukasa had to temporarily put aside his idea of ​​wanting to live a leisurely life, and rethink how to deal with difficulties.