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Xia Youjie punched a curse spirit expressionlessly, expressing his rejection of Gojo Wu with his actions.

The people getting off the van obviously didn't know that they were covered with curse spirits all over their bodies. Those lucky ones who narrowly escaped Mimiko's rope were quickly dealt with by Xia Youjie alone.

In a world invisible to those who have been beaten down, the fang-covered curse spirit behind Xia Youjie is brutally tearing apart the pink clouds one by one, showing with his actions that he is sincere in what Gojo Wu just said of rejection.

Knotabagi Yuhito, who thought these people were not good at fighting: ...

It turned out that the white-haired young man asked him with a confused face just now if he asked him to run fast or they ran fast, he was not joking.

Excuse me, he is thinking too much.

He took a step back silently, preparing to return to work quietly.

"Hey, wait a minute—" the man wearing sunglasses suddenly turned his head to the side and said.

"Yes, it's you, don't doubt it." He pulled the sunglasses off the bridge of his nose a little with certainty, and then looked at Yujin Yuzu, "You are a part-time clerk working in this store, right?"

Although what he said was a question, his tone was full of affirmation.

Gojo Satoru stepped over the strong men who were lying on the ground after being knocked down, walked to Haruki Jushan, put his hands on his shoulders, and asked while shaking his glasses, "I want to ask you something, do you know who these people are? someone?"

He pointed to those big brothers with flowery arms who looked like they were full of muscles but were knocked down by the black-haired man in a few strokes.

"It's a local gang in Sendai," Yujin Yuzhang looked at the people lying on the ground, scratched his head honestly and said the name of the gang, "They have a deep background."

So although these people seem to be able to fight, but if you provoke them, you will inevitably retaliate.

"Don't come here in the future," he finally suggested kindly to the smiling man in front of him, "Although you guys are very good at fighting, I heard that they have some very powerful backers when I was working. "

"Isn't it a coincidence?" Gojo Gojo smiled more happily, "I also have a very powerful backstage."

After he got the information he wanted, he flicked his sunglasses again, and began to condescend to turn over the people who were beaten face down one by one.

Although the fourth-level curse spirits are very common and generally do not have any impact on ordinary people, the sudden appearance of such a large-scale group of gangs covered in curse spirits must have something to do with it.

He looked through all the strong men, but regrettably found that none of them were awake.

Gojo Wu curled his lips in dissatisfaction, why did Xia Youjie hit so hard?

The clerk in the pachinko shop looked like a part-time junior high school student. Knowing what social organization these big men belonged to and knowing that they had backers was already the limit. He couldn't get any information if he asked again.

What's more, he is just an ordinary person. He is going to investigate issues related to the curse spirit, so it is best not to bring in the clerk.

Gojo Satoru sighed regretfully, Xia Youjie hit harder than him, so many people didn't even know to keep a tongue.

His wandering eyes swept across this narrow dark alley, and suddenly locked on to a target who raised his head cautiously against the corner of the wall.

Gojo Satoru, who was still troubled because he couldn't find anyone awake, was instantly happy. It turned out that the person whose arm he took off at the beginning was so resistant to beating.

This would wrong him.

The big man with a dislocated arm thought he was safe after seeing the gang reinforcements coming, but who would have thought that another black-haired guy with squinting eyes would be more ruthless than the white-haired boy with a white face? He was beaten to the ground, and he decided to find a place to pretend to be knocked unconscious while no one was paying attention to him.

He closed his eyes and couldn't see what was going on in the alley. He heard the sound of fighting gradually diminish until it disappeared. Then he opened his eyes cautiously and raised his head to look around.

Who would have thought that it doesn't matter if you don't look at it, when you look at Gojo Satoru's eyes.

Seeing that white-haired man's expression full of interest, the big brother in black's eyes darkened, wishing that he really passed out.

While Gojo Satoru was persecuting the big brother in black, Haruki Iyama was trying to fool the clerk.

This pink-haired clerk looks young, maybe he is still a junior high school student, he came to work part-time in junior high school, or worked part-time in a pachinko shop where minors break the law when playing, maybe he can't find other jobs, his family must be very poor good.

Such a righteous and enthusiastic junior high school student from a poor family was almost involved in this mess in the world of magic, and Haruki Yoshiyama's little conscience began to ache.

Maybe he was able to come to this dark alley because he mustered up his greatest courage and bet on his part-time job career and subsequent livelihood.

Thinking of this, Jushan Haruki looked at Katsuobu Yujin with compassion.

In fact, I came to work in the pachinko shop only because school ends early, and this shop is close to home. High-paid Knotweed Yujin:? ? ?

Why did this person look at him with a mother's love that shouldn't be here?

Haruki Yoshiyama's little conscience began to play a negligible role, and it was best not to let ordinary people know about the existence of the magic world.Jushan Haruki put his shoulders on his shoulders and began to make up things: "Actually, we are members of a gang from other places."

"?" There was almost a question mark on the face of Knotabagi Youroto.

"We came here because we have enmity with this gang, and our boss came to lure them out to fight." Ju Shanqingshu made up the hype.

"Then just now..." Yuzu Yujin felt that this statement was untenable, obviously just now that white hair was still asking him who is this?

"Oh, that's right," he said without changing his face, "Because we don't know where their gang is, and it doesn't seem too good to hit the headquarters rashly, so we chose a place where pachinko can be played to prepare." Bring them out."

Seeing the expression of Yuzu Yuhito gradually transitioned to half-belief, Haruki Jushan added another firewood: "In our side, these places where you can play pachinko are all protected by us, so we thought that this place might attract more people. They come out."

He didn't lie, the shop in Tokyo that can buy these things really has a lot to do with Xia Youjie's Pan Xing Sect.

It seemed that Knotabagi Yuhito was about to believe his nonsense.

"So, he just asked you who these people are because he wanted to confirm whether this is a gang that has hatred against us." Haruki Jushan made a concluding statement.

Knotabagi Yuhito's expression became full of conviction.

"According to you... Those two girls are...?" He looked at the two jk hesitantly. How could such a gang bring two girls to fight outside?

"It's our eldest daughter." Jushan Qingshu pointed to Xia Youjie, and whispered mysteriously with one hand covering his mouth.

"The one with the black hair and the smelly face is our other eldest son." He pointed to Gojo Satoru again.

"Then he must be the next successor of your gang," Hirohito Hiroshi exclaimed, "He looks like he has a stinky face, and he is very suitable to inherit the gang."

"I'm a little follower," Jushan Haruki didn't forget about the little white flower character, "I can't even fight, I'm a civil servant sent here."

"That's it..." There was a hint of admiration in the eyes of the knotweed Yuren looking at him, "Your gang is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and a civil servant is also so good at beating Pachinko."

"Much praise, praise praise." Haruki Jushan waved his hand.

"By the way, I still have a question," Kiyoshi Yuhito suddenly lowered his voice and asked curiously, "You two bosses don't look like they are in their 40s, they only look like they are in their 2930s... They are usually developing Do you still care so much about maintenance besides the gang?"

"Ham, how could it be?" Jushan Haruki chatted with this extremely deceitful clerk, and casually made up his age, "They are only 33 or [-]."

"Then these three..."

"The gang is very chaotic," Haruki Jushan said as if it was true, "Our boss got pregnant before he got married!"