What to do with the brother who likes his classmates from the police academy

"I wanted to ask yesterday," Hondocho Koharu looked at the ring on Feng's right middle finger, "Are you... engaged?"

"Well," Feng stroked the delicate female ring, "I forgot to tell you...that's right, I'm engaged!"

A day's work ended in the stormy atmosphere of the police station. When Feng walked out of the Osaka Prefectural Police, he saw Zhu Fu Gaoming waiting at the door.

There were people coming and going at the gate of the police station, but she just saw the man with a straight spine and half-closed eyes at a glance. The same suit was worn on him, but there was an elegant and sharp aura.

For some unknown reason, Feng stepped lightly, breathed into the surrounding environment, and approached him quietly.

One step, two steps...

With Feng's eyesight, he could already see the amount of hair hanging from Gao Ming's forehead.

However, at the last step, he suddenly raised his head——

The ice-blue pupils are like a mirror, reflecting Feng's wide-eyed eyes and frightened hair slightly blown up.

And he naturally caught Feng's raised hand.

"If you intend to scare someone, at least pay attention to the direction of your own shadow."

Feng subconsciously blocked the hand in front of him and was held. Without exerting any strength, he was weak and boneless. Following his lead, Feng obediently walked to his side.

Gao Ming suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth: "Let's go?"

"Yeah." Feng pursed her lips and tried to get her attention back, "My car is right outside."

Outside the police station is the New Year gift Feng received this year, a Mazda FD as red as a maple leaf.

People from Ninzuzu's family helped to complete the formalities a month earlier, and the license plate is also from Osaka. Feng came here just to hand in the certificate and sign.

They went to the cemetery.

"Is this the police officer Sugita who died in the conflict?"

Gao Ming placed the flowers he bought in front of the tombs, and watched Feng put a cigarette in front of the two connected tombs.

"Well," Feng nodded lightly, lit a cigarette and placed it in front of the graves of Sugita and Die Xiangzi, "Although you didn't know much about smoking when you were alive, you can learn from Senior Die Xiangzi down here."

It seems that after the initial sadness passed, she gradually let go... If you want to say why, it may be because you are used to it.

When her father died, she couldn't even set up a tombstone with his name on it. Later, she vowed that after fulfilling her wish to expel Yakuza, she would set up another monument for Renzu Qiusheng.

Later... when she learned about Shinichiro's death, she was also very sad at that time, and she had a fight with Mikey, which should be the only fight that didn't result, Kaede Akira, she swept Shinichiro's tomb many times, went to Been to the cemetery many times.

Later, she simply took the cheap beer bought from the roadside, and she just drank it by herself after a symbolic display.

Now, it seems that the stage of immature resistance has been skipped directly, and it has reached the point where it can accept death calmly... Will such things continue to happen?Feng thought.

Should be.

Time doesn't stop flowing, yakuza don't stop atrocities, and life goes on, there aren't so many opportunities for a person to shrink into a shell of grief for too long.

"Anzhi Diexiangzi..." Zhu Fu Gaoming covered his lips, "Who is she and Police Officer Sugita?"

"...It's a partner," Feng thought for a while, "If you look at it objectively."

Subjectively speaking, the tomb of Sugita has been bought next to it, so I don’t need to say much about my thoughts.

"So that's how it is," a long sigh overflowed from his lips and teeth, and Gao Ming somewhat deduced what kind of story it was, "Birth is a reunion, and death is a longing for Sauvignon Blanc. *Thinking about it, Officer Sugita has already made preparations."

"Have you prepared..." Feng stood up, and the cemetery was still the same as that day, with the smell of burning paper ash floating around, and faint green smoke curling up from the cigarette butts that were about to burn out.

Perhaps, at the moment Die Xiangzi passed away, Sugita had already made up his mind, perhaps, this plan was already stained with the blood of the pioneers.

I just don't know, when will it be her turn?Even in such a complex atmosphere, Feng could still smell the faint smell of cedar from the person beside her. She rubbed her sleeves with her fingertips, but did not speak again after all.

On the way back from the cemetery, Feng drove a little absent-minded.

She thought of the ring she was going to buy before arriving in Osaka, and the words that Sugita-senpai failed to say... Now that she has realized the danger of Project Butterfly, can she still express her heart as before?Did Die Xiangzi and Sugita-senpai have the same concerns back then?

If she died in an accident, would it be a breach of duty for those who stayed behind.

She glanced at Zhu Fu Gaoming on the co-pilot, but bumped into those ice-blue pupils again. She obviously didn't say anything, but Feng had a feeling of being seen through. her anxiety and fear.

"Fengsang." He said.

"What, what's wrong!"

In desperation, Feng accidentally bit his tongue, his brows were slightly frowned, and the peak of his lips turned up unconsciously.

"Can you stop by the side of the road, I have something to pick up."

On the side of the road is a bustling commercial building in Osaka, maybe Gao Ming wants to buy some daily necessities, Feng thought.

"Okay," she unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, turned the steering wheel skillfully, and the sports car slipped into the parking space with a small drift, "Do you want me to lead the way?"

"No need," Gao Ming unbuckled his seat belt, "I'll be back soon."

So Feng waited for someone in the car. She flicked the sign on the steering wheel for a while, feeling a little stuffy, so she rolled down the window.

The winter wind was bitter, she leaned her elbows on the car window, rested her chin on the back of her hand, put one hand on the steering wheel, and tapped the steering wheel with her fingertips in boredom.

The voice was a bit crisp, she glanced at it, her nails had grown a little longer, and there was a circle of almost transparent white at the front of the original pure pink.

beep-

The ear-piercing horn sounded, and a sports car modified with neon lights to blind the eyes suddenly sped past Feng.

"Hey beauty, are you alone?"

The car window was rolled down, and the person inside matched his car quite well, with big sunglasses, a flowered shirt, and a circle of hair around his neck. It was preliminarily judged to be an adult.

"Your car is not bad. It's the same model I had a crush on a while ago." He parked the sports car in the middle of the road boldly, "I didn't expect it to be taken down by you."

Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, watching him pull down his sunglasses a little bit, revealing his eyes, and winked at her.

"My heart was also taken by you."

"Ah, is that so?" She sneered, and stretched out her hand out of the car window, "Parking on the road is prohibited, and modified vehicles are also used. Please show your driver's license."

"Hey?? Are you a policeman?" The face of the big sunglasses in the car changed drastically, "Why are you like this!"

"Is there any problem?" Feng glanced at the phone, "You seem to be the captain of a gangster in Osaka?"

She smiled and flashed the police ID she was carrying in front of his eyes.

"What bosozoku!" He took out his driver's license aggressively, and handed it to Feng carefully, "We have now changed to a regular racing team!"

They are just rebellious teenagers with a little money, but they don't have the courage to face the police like the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Seeing the strict exclusion regulations, the entire Bosozoku was in panic for a while, and finally he decided to change to a racing team.

The big deal is to buy a racing track in the future.

After checking the driver's license and vehicle license and making sure that the person in front of him did not violate the safety regulations, Feng let him go.

However, he sneaked up to the maple window and said, "Miss Police Officer, we know each other now. I knew you were extraordinary the moment I saw you!"

"How do you say, the momentum is amazing! It looks like a senior officer!" He gave a thumbs up and rubbed his hands, "So Miss Officer, can you reveal something related to that exclusion regulation recently, isn't the police To attack Yakuza in an all-round way!? I saw the news that a policeman died, is it the result of the battle with Yakuza...?"

The smile on Feng's face faded, and he looked at the big sunglasses with cold eyes until he couldn't maintain his expression.

"Forget it, I'll just ask casually," he silently retracted his head, roughly understanding that he touched a topic that shouldn't be said, "Is the beauty waiting for someone?"

As he spoke, he glanced quietly at Feng, who was looking back. He had no habit of lying, and when he saw Feng leaning against the car window just now, he was indeed amazed for a moment.

The handsome sports car, the woman with soft facial features and fair skin, the strong temperament that is separated from the appearance, and the eyes that seem to have nowhere to go, make people unable to resist stepping forward to find out.

The moment he revealed his identity as a bosozoku, his heart seemed to tremble, but her expression was still calm, with alienation and indifference, and the eyes that occasionally glanced at his face seemed to be looking at a dead body. Meat—that look a butcher looks at a squawking piglet.

To be honest, it's a bit scary-but as a former bosozoku, what he likes most is the excitement of spreading his wings on the edge of life and death!

"Well, the person I was waiting for is here."

Feng suddenly smiled again, like spring water melting, the smile was not limited to the corners of the raised lips, but dyed the entire brow, and even a thin layer of shell floating on the surface was broken.

The heart trembled in the big sunglasses, and he turned his neck and looked back——

That is a man.

a man!

Miss Inspector had a nice smile, but not at him.

It seemed that something had shattered along with the alienated shell.

The big sunglasses took off his own, and poked his head sourly to look at the man who was coming.

... He is quite tall and well dressed. Although he doesn't want to admit it, he is indeed the type that women like.

Zhu Fu Gaoming saw Feng's raised face at a glance, and also saw the eye-catching modified sports car.

But he only took a few glances, and the sports car left the scene with a bang, with the intention of fleeing in a hurry.

"What did you buy?"

Feng looked left and right, but didn't find that Gao Ming was holding something in his hand.

"Didn't you find what you wanted?"

"No," Zhu Fu Gaoming smiled, the corners of his upturned eyes stretched and flattened, and they looked a bit like peach blossom eyes, "I have already got what I want."

"I just don't know if the person who wants it is willing to accept this gift."

A velvet-wrapped box was opened in front of Feng, revealing the delicate ring inside. A small fiery red gem was embedded in the rose gold ring, like maple leaves in late autumn blending into gold in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Feng widened his eyes.

"This is--"

She bit her tongue again and touched the previous wound, tears burst out from the corners of her eyes instantly, water mist filled her eyes, blurring her vision clearly.

"But I," Feng blinked, and shed a tear like a pearl, feeling at a loss in the narrow driving seat, "I...can't guarantee anything."

She can't even guarantee her own life now, and she clearly vowed to live on before.

"...Maybe you'll regret it later."

"But I am willing to do so." Zhu Fu Gaoming's eyes never left Feng's face, "Besides, I know that if I give up now, I will definitely regret it even more."

Her eyelashes were fluttering, dirty tears were still hanging on them, her lips were slightly pursed, her eyes dodged... moreover, pink was present from the base of her ears to the wings of her nose.

He could see Feng's uneasiness, and also felt the thought that was about to leave. He also had an intuition - if he didn't grasp now, maybe the little rabbit that had crashed into his arms would also kick his legs and run away.

"Of course, this is just my idea." Zhu Fu Gaoming gave the ring forward, "Even if it is in the tombstone, I don't want others to mention it...that the two are just colleagues."

Feng raised his head sharply.

"Don't talk nonsense!" She glanced at Binglan's eyes, which seemed to be filled with starlight now, and also... filled with her appearance, "You won't die...I...nor will."

Although it was in a low voice, when she said it, a big stone fell in her heart, as if she had made an unbreakable oath, which made her clear mind.

Yes, instead of worrying about the future, it is better to grasp the present.

She held out her hand, and Gao Ming opened the car door, picked up the ring, and looked up at her.

"Then Ms. Yamamura Feng, are you willing to marry me in the near future?"

"I am willing."

Putting the light gold ring on the middle finger little by little, it seemed to turn false words into real touch. The coldness of the metal was in stark contrast to the warm hand, and Feng suddenly shed another tear.

"Is the wound hurting again?"

Gao Ming looked at Feng slightly worried, wiped away the moisture, and rubbed it on the skin at the corner of her eyes.

"No," Feng was a little shy, "...it's also possible."

As soon as she refuted, she immediately changed her words.

He clenched his fist and curled up into a small ball in Gao Ming's hand. The ring was firmly worn on his hand, and the size was just right.

"You have to look at it." Gao Ming frowned slightly, leaned forward, and slid his fingers from the corners of his eyes to his jawline, "Come on, open your mouth."

Feng was still a little dazed, but when he heard the voice, he subconsciously opened his lips slightly, revealing a small tip of his tongue.

The bitten area is a little darker pink than the rest of the tongue, but it's not serious, and compared to this.

"It doesn't look like a problem," he said solemnly, "just in case..."

Probably he also has bad intentions.

We all know that the next step after a successful proposal is the kiss.

The lips were warm and soft, and the breath blended together. When it was over, Feng had already buried his face in the clean collar, and the roots of his ears were no longer pink, but red like flying clouds.

"Ring, when did you prepare it?"

Laying in Zhu Fu Gaoming's arms, she asked in a muffled voice.

"Before coming to Osaka," Gao Ming smiled with downcast eyes, brushed Feng's hair, rolled it up, tightened it with his fingertips, and spread it out, "prepared and safe."

Hearing the familiar proverb, Feng rubbed his cheeks and said, "Actually... I also went to buy a ring before."

"But there was a little accident...the result was not bought."

"Then I should be grateful for this accident," Gao Ming chuckled, "After all, it is a man's responsibility to prepare an engagement ring."

After he finished speaking, he pulled the ostrich-like Feng up again to prevent her from suffocating himself to death.

"However, I would be very happy if I received an engagement ring from Fengsang."

When he returned home, Feng still felt a sense of emptiness in a trance.

The car parked in the garage, and she took a closer look at the freshly baked engagement ring under the warm yellow headlights. The ruby ​​was polished so smooth that it seemed more rounded than those gleaming edges and corners.

It seems that in the ancient sayings of Huaguo, red beans are used to replace the image of lovesickness... Patting his face, it was obviously the first time for Feng to wear jewelry, but he felt that he was quite used to it.

A lap that is neither bulky nor complicated does not affect people's movements.

She lay on the steering wheel and took a few deep breaths, and was suddenly awakened by the sound of knocking on the car window.

"Our family doesn't seem to have the habit of sitting quietly in the car instead of returning home." The aunt's face was close at hand, "Dinner is ready, you go back and heat it yourself, I have a dinner party today. "

Having seen Feng's craftsmanship, Zhi Nai would never dare to let her fire alone.

Fortunately, this child is easy to feed, he is not picky about food, and he does not waste it. He is a eater who makes the cook happy.

"Ah, okay," Feng woke up suddenly, pulled out the car key, opened the car door and gave Auntie a hug, "Thank you Auntie~"

"If you really thank me," Zhi Nai flipped the top hat on his head, "then finish those two months' tasks earlier."

Feng subconsciously touched the ring still on his finger.

Shino turned his eyes and found the clue.

"Ok?"

She stared at Feng's hand for a while, then gracefully took out the aging machine——

"Old man, go to today's dinner by yourself, I have something to stay at home."

After finishing speaking, before his uncle could speak, Zhi Nao had already hung up.

She put her arms around Feng's shoulders: "Come on, Fengjiang, my aunt will accompany you to dinner."

...That's too decisive, Aunt Shino.

When Zhi Nai asked Feng to set the dishes, he took out some side dishes from the refrigerator and chopped them finely.

Although she was old, her movements were still very nimble, and the chopping board and the kitchen knife made a rhythmic sound when she collided with each other. Looking at Feng, who seemed rather heartless, she couldn't help but sighed softly.

It seems that the branch of Ninzuzu's family going to Tokyo has been stubborn since her generation. The old man's younger brother Geninzuzu also said that he would leave Osaka to start a hospital from scratch in Tokyo. He packed his bags and left the next day. .

At that time, she was still a newly married sister-in-law, and thought that her brother-in-law was dissatisfied, but it turned out that it was just a stubborn temper... Later, Qiu Sheng also refused to be a doctor, so he really became a policeman.

It’s just that his fate is bad, and his daughter is still so young, so he went first by himself. When he heard that Qiusheng was killed in front of Feng, Zhi Nai couldn’t bear to listen to it—what a blow it must be for a little girl !

Mieko was left behind. Mieko was very good at medicine and a good leader, but she always kept a cold face and treated Feng in the way of educating her subordinates, which made the child not close enough to her... Yuan couldn't count on it either, Misae Yamamura has a big heart, and in the end she always comes to worry about some trivial and other things.

Fortunately, Feng has finally stepped out of the shadow of the past. Although he was a bit naughty when he was young, he has grown up normally.

A bunch of gossips from parents ran through my mind, Zhi Nai put the cut side dishes on the plate and laughed.

"Grandmother, the meal is ready."

Feng poked his head in.

"coming."

She had to ask carefully who was the one who abducted her cabbages.

Uncle Zhi Nai's questions today are much more detailed than last time, and Feng even had to ask for help on the spot for some problems——

He pointed out that he sent a message to ask Gao Ming, and thankfully he had the patience to reply Feng one by one in detail.

But fortunately, Feng knew about the brothers in the family very well. After all, Jing Guang had been her classmate for a whole year.

After asking more carefully than Feng interrogated Yakuza, Shino poured a cup of miso soup and took a sip slowly.

"It sounds more reliable than yourself, but Maple Sauce," she put down the soup cup, "Did you tell Mieko?"

Seeing Feng's drooping head, Zhi Nai felt helpless.

"Anyway, she is your mother, and haven't you reconciled? She also agreed with you to become a policeman. Why are the mother and daughter still so awkward. "

Compared with the precise and cautious before, she is now chattering again.

"I can't do this kind of thing on my behalf. I can only ask you how you look. When you really get married, you can't let your mother know nothing about it?"

"I see."

Feng's shoulders slumped: "Mom, she went to America for consultation recently, and she hasn't contacted for a while."

In fact, since Kaede went to university, Mieko Yamamura has gradually traveled frequently around the world, mainly for invitations to various consultations, lectures and research. When she graduated, Mieko even stayed directly in America for a whole year. one year.

Her communication with Feng seems to be limited to mutual reporting of safety every month, and even most of the time Feng learns about her mother's recent situation from Mrs. Mingpiao - Mrs. Mingpiao and Mieko have also been friends for decades.

Compared with a mother who is so rational that she looks like a machine, Mrs. Mingpiao seems to be closer to the image of a gentle mother in Feng's imagination, and she is also taking care of Muku and Feng most of the time.

Zhi Nai could only accept it as soon as it was ready, and concentrated on finishing the soup.

Before going to bed, after Feng put the ring she had taken off into the velvet box properly, she fell on the bed and picked up the phone.

There were several messages about Muku, Matsuda, Hagiwara, and the squad leader.

They didn't mention much about the situation in Osaka, they basically made her be more careful, and then Muku wrote more about Brahma in Tokyo.

[The Yamaguchi group can't last long, Brahma moves faster than expected. 】

The attached picture is the latest report, and Feng can see Muku's handwriting at a glance.

Then Osaka's actions must be accelerated... Feng turned over, otherwise, if the Tokyo Yamaguchi-gumi were to die, the strength of the Yamaguchi-gumi in other places would automatically gather in Osaka, and things would become very troublesome.

But... She glanced at the ring box next to the bed, then hesitated for a while before looking at the phone.

Do you want to talk to Muling? It seems a bit abrupt—it was only at this time that Feng remembered that in Muling's eyes, she seemed to be single, but she knew that she had someone she liked, but...

It would be scary to suddenly tell the other party that you are engaged or something, right?

And for these friends, Zhu Fu Gaoming also has an older brother who is Jing Guang... Buried in the pillow, Feng couldn't laugh or cry.

How should I say, hello, I'm Jing Guang's sister-in-law now?

...that scene is a bit delicate.

In the end, she just put down the phone.

It doesn't seem to be a problem to notify later, right?

"Ah, huh?" Hondocho was nodding at first, "Are you really engaged?! Does Naruko-senpai know!"

Feng's eyes slowly shifted to the side.

"Should, don't know yet?"

She originally wanted to say that Uncle Qiuren definitely didn't know, but considering Uncle Qiuren's terrible insight, maybe he would have seen it long ago, otherwise he wouldn't always stop Auntie Mingpiao when she was worried about her marriage .

Feng watched Hondocho recover from the shock, covered his face and silently checked Feng's engagement ring.

"Even Maple-chan is getting married..." Hondomachi wanted to raise his hand to touch the wound on his forehead, but found that he was still wearing white gloves, so he gave up, "Really, it's been a long time."

"Senior Hondocho, seems to be alone all the time?" Feng fiddled with the sealed bag on the table, "Hey, this gun is missing a piece."

"What?" Hondocho took the gun with missing parts from Maple, touched it and said, "It seems that the hammer is really missing."

Feng's eyes were sharp, and she found the small piece of parts in the corner of the table. After pointing it out to Hondocho, she picked up the parts and installed them.

While assembling, she said, "I'm not interested in love anymore... Anyway, my family doesn't put pressure on me, and being an investigator is what I want to do."

She showed a little regret: "But if there is a lover, it must be someone who can fill your void."

"I only recognize one hole..."

She smiled and turned her face sideways, her hair covering the old wound on her forehead.

"However, congratulations, Maple Sauce."

Sitting beside her, Feng also put on white gloves to help count the leftovers.

After clearing several important weapon warehouses of the Osaka Yamaguchi-gumi, Feng could clearly feel that Yakuza's arrogance was gradually weakening.

For example, the bosozoku I met that day basically changed their appearance and arranged a legal identity for themselves. If asked, they would try their best to deny the past of the bosozoku, for fear of being regarded as a member of a violent gang.

In that case, I can’t get a credit card, I can’t carry out normal business activities or work, many places are forbidden to pass, and I will be visited by the police on a regular basis.

Some small families attached to the Yamaguchi-gumi also left one after another, some tried to reorganize clubs, some disbanded in situ, and some who wanted to fight against the police were basically frightened by the vigorous and resolute search of Section [-], and dared not make any more mistakes.

When Feng led the Fourth Search Section and members of the mobile team into the main house of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Osaka, there were only a few people left inside.

"You've done a good job, you guys."

The old man was wearing a black kimono with the belt tied tightly, his upper body was completely exposed, his strong muscles were covered with knife marks, evil spirits were raging, his hair was already gray, and he just sat cross-legged in the center of the Japanese-style residence.

In front of him is a bright white sword.

"Boss!" Yakuza, who once uttered bad words at Riko Tanaka's funeral, cried bitterly, "You can't go! You promoted me, but I failed to fulfill my responsibility to carry forward the Yamaguchi-gumi. If you want to cut seppuku, it should be me!"

"Shut up! I'm the one who led the Kansai Yakuza to rebel and bring everyone a reputation for disloyalty, but in the end it ended up like this," when the old man spoke, it seemed that all the muscles in his body were vibrating along with his heart. But I am the ultimate, the last dignity."

He looked at the leader Feng.

"Say hello to Hattori Hiramura for me."

Feng watched coldly as the old man raised his sword, and the police officer beside him clenched his fists, struggling for a long time before he moved closer to Feng's ear.

"Mountain Village Police Department...?"

Feng was unmoved, but suddenly opened his mouth when the old man raised his sword to the highest point.

"The Yamaguchi group in Tokyo was completely wiped out by Brahma just yesterday."

The old man froze, and then laughed loudly: "Ha, haha! This is the fate of the Yamaguchi-gumi!"

"I have worked hard for the Yamaguchi-gumi for 50 years, and killed people like hemp. Now 50 years of prosperity, a dream, a cup of wine and a cup*, I have gone with the Yamaguchi-gumi!"

After saying that, he swung his knife to cut his stomach, and at the very moment——

A black-skinned boy suddenly appeared, he only looked like a junior high school student, but he used the bamboo knife in his hand to block the old man's sword that was attacking him.

At the same time, Feng closed his feet, and the heavy ceramic vase fell to the ground lightly.

"Heiji-"

At the same time, there was a girl of similar age who jumped out. She was obviously very scared, but she still reached out to reach out to the messy little boy.

"Son, why are you stopping me?"

The old man's face was ferocious, and his eyes were terrifying.

But Heiji, who looked like a junior high school student, didn't back down at all: "I just think it's unreasonable for a villain like you to die here. You should pay for your sins."

"Hmph, yellow-mouthed kid."

The old man wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the vase that fell from the sky. The vase overwhelmed the fragile sword body. Feng stepped on the vase with one foot, and stretched out his hand to carry the two children behind him.

"He's right," Feng stretched his neck, "As a policeman, I want to arrest you and bring you to justice. Uesugi Kenshin's death poem is too wasteful for you to use."

"Now you are just a desperate criminal."

The police officer behind him had already held down the young Yakuza, while Feng took out silver handcuffs and put them on for the old man.

The police officers squatting outside came in one after another and took away the last cadre of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

The yakuza may still exist in the future, but it will only be an empty shell under police supervision.

"By the way, there are two of you little Douding." Feng looked over, "Your name is Heiji, right? How did you get in? It's very dangerous here."

"My name is Hattori Heiji." The black-skinned boy put his hands behind his back carelessly, "She is Toyama Kazuha, we came in from the secret passage behind the yard, I just found a secret passage on the side of the road, so I came here Exploring, I didn’t expect the secret road to be connected to Yakuza’s base camp.”

"Courage is commendable," Feng patted his head, "but it's still a dangerous move. Do you think carrying a bamboo knife can protect you, even if you're fine... Can such a bamboo knife protect the girl behind you? ?”

Through the names, Feng can probably guess who these two children who are not afraid of death are.

Hattori Heiji is obviously the son of Headquarters Hattori Heizo, and with him is obviously also the daughter of Toyama Ginshiro who often acts with Hattori Heizo. After all, it is difficult to guess if these two surnames are put together.

The young boy's aura was visibly weakened by the naked eye: "She came here by herself... And, even if something happens, I will definitely protect He Ye!"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit on the head.

"Who?...Dad!?"

"Inuko has caused you trouble," Hattori Heizo pressed Heiji and bowed to Feng, "Thank you for protecting Inuko and Ginshirou's daughter."

The girl also bowed to Feng.

"Hands up."

"It hurts so much, Dad, I just..." Heiji, who was lifted up by the collar, struggled, "Put me down."

"Do you think you are very powerful?" Heizang sternly opened one eye, "One of the people inside is Takamori, the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi. In the past, there are nearly a hundred people who died directly at his hands. The other is Takamori's adopted son, who once killed all 30 people in a small Yakuza overnight... Do you know why they didn't do anything to you?"

Hattori Heiji swallowed his saliva, and his mind turned quickly: "Because of that big sister?"

...To make the two of them with such a horrible experience dare not act rashly, and Heiji thought of that vase that was obviously heavy, but looked like a light toy under the feet of that big sister.

How strong should she be?

"Congratulations," Feng said in a hoarse voice when he passed Gao Senxi who was escorted into the police car, "The vicious dog of the Metropolitan Police Department."

"If it wasn't for you today, the Yamaguchi group would have had a chance."

Especially after discovering the two valuable children, although many policemen had already entered the mansion at that time, he could still kidnap the two children and leave through the secret passage with an order, so that they could make a comeback in the future.

"That's a coincidence." Feng lowered his head and looked at the old man in the car at the same level. The dark shadow hit his face, "I came here just to kill any trace of life in the Yamaguchi-gumi."

"Really," he laughed ho ho, "then I hope you can continue this attitude to your old friends."

The next day, Feng received the transfer order.

In response to the increasingly rampant "Brahma", the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department mobilized elite police officers from various departments, especially the Osaka Police Prefecture, which has recently achieved outstanding results in combating violent groups.

Among them, there is the name of Maple, and the name of Koharu Hondocho.