This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

For Beichuan Temple, this fight is between 'can fight' and 'not fight'.

Although Beichuan Temple is a person who prefers to be reasonable, he also knows that if he wants these bad students from Jinji High School to help him find someone, he must convince them.

And the best way to convince bad people is to suppress them by force.

It has been said many times before. Bad guys are only afraid of bad guys who can fight better than him.

Beichuan Temple is not bad, but he can fight, and that's enough.

Bei Chuansi threw the rubber stick into the trash can beside him, glanced sideways at the unscrupulous students who were lying on the ground, and shook his head.

At this time, the Jingbei trio with extremely admiring faces came from behind:

"Big Brother Beichuan really deserves to be Big Brother Beichuan! I knew that these guys from Jinji High School couldn't possibly be the opponent of Big Brother Beichuan."

"Brother Beichuan fought against more than 20 people with one opponent! He really deserves to be the biggest villain around here!"

"Brother Beichuan is invincible!"

Beichuan Temple took the bag expressionlessly, and at the same time glanced coldly at the three shivering people who had just hid aside.

These three people were scared to death just now, but now their faces are not red and their hearts are not beating, and each of them is blowing harder than the other.

But Beichuan Temple didn't bother to pay attention to them. He pointed at the students of Jinji High School lying on the ground, and said to Seki Naoya and the others:

"You guys, organize, I have something to ask these people."

"Hehe! People from Jingbei, do you think it's enough to knock us down? Let me tell you! There will be bad guys from other factions coming over later! If you can beat them all, can you beat them all?"

Before Beichuan Temple finished speaking, an unscrupulous student with green-red hair who shaved all kinds of strange things on the ground uttered harsh words.

Regarding this, Beichuan Temple just walked over with a flat face and kicked the guy again.

The heavy force and the muffled sound of kicking the human body made the other Jinji High School students who were lying on the ground swallow their saliva.

Is this guy still human? !

They used to think that a dozen or twenty in the movie was just an artistic exaggeration, but they never thought that such people really existed in the world.

And just now they swarmed up, no matter what, they would have to punch the old master to death, right? But they couldn't touch Beichuan Temple at all.

However, Beichuan Temple pushed, lifted, and kicked, but it was always like frying fish among them, knocking down two or three companions.

Beichuan Temple didn't care about the thoughts of the Jinji students lying on the ground, he just asked calmly, "Do you know a person named Nakamura?"

None of the delinquents on the ground spoke, but instead looked at Beichuan Temple with a gloating expression.

Um?

Beichuan Temple turned his head knowingly.

At some point, another group of unscrupulous students blocked the path behind.

Kitagawa Temple shook his head, threw the schoolbag back into Seki Naoya's arms, and greeted him head-on.

 …

A total of two batches of bad students from Jinji High School came to this small road, and there was also a group of bad students from other schools who were attracted.

In the end, Beichuan Temple didn't care about anything, as long as the bad guys stood in front of him, they would all be knocked down.

And then--

Beichuansi sat on the concrete pipe, and beside him stood the trembling Jingbei trio who dared not say a word.

Beichuan Temple looked at the students in numbers 40 and 50 who were kneeling neatly below without changing their expression.

"Let me ask again, who has an impression of Ken Nakamura?"

"Naka, Nakamura Ken? Kita, Kitagawa brother... Are you talking about Nakamura in the second grade?"

The one who yelled the loudest just now, and now the most cowardly one with red and green hair, raised his hand timidly.

He was really scared of being beaten by Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple's performance just now was too terrifying, no matter whether it was strong or thin, tall or short, no one could stand in front of him for even a second. And after beating so many people, he was fine except that he was slightly out of breath and looked like he was only slightly exercising.

That's forty or fifty people!

Even if they were lined up for him to beat, he would probably have to beat them until their hands and feet cramped to knock them all down.

But what about Beichuan Temple? It took a few minutes for one person to knock them all down, and those who wanted to struggle were ruthlessly mended by him with a deadpan expression.

That never-changing expression was enough to make them tremble with fear.

"Have you ever heard of the name Nakamura Ken?" Beichuan Temple looked over.

The red-green-haired man's heart tightened. For some reason, he always felt that Beichuan Temple's eyes seemed to be brighter.

Beichuan Temple ignored his mood and continued to ask, "What's your name?"

"I, my name is Yoshida Ikuo..."

"You said you've heard of Nakamura Ken?"

Stared at by Beichuan Temple's piercing gaze, Yoshida Ikuo shook his body, and then said in an uncertain tone: "I know I know, but I just don't know if it's the Nakamura Jian you're looking for..."

The surname Nakamura is still very common in Japan, so Yoshida Ikuo did not dare to jump to conclusions.

When the time comes, won't he be hanged and beaten by the angry Beichuan Great Demon King?

Beichuan Temple understood the meaning of his words after thinking for a while, and he simply said: "You Jinji High School has a total of Nakamura Ken, so you can find me a few Nakamura Ken, I have something to ask him, it shouldn't be a problem Bar?"

"No, no problem! Leave it to us! There are several small groups in Jinji High School besides us, but none of them are our opponents. There is absolutely no problem in finding someone!" The other leader shook his head frantically, reassuring.

They looked at Naoya Seki on the other side and they felt inexplicably sad when the rabbit died.

Back then, they seemed to be like this too.

"From now on, all the bad students in our Jinji High School will be subordinate to Big Brother Beichuan!"

"..." Beichuan Temple.

Beichuan Temple felt a little headache when he heard this sentence.

Unfortunately, he is not very good at talking.

Because having such a group of live treasures under him is really beneficial for him to investigate some things.

but...

Looking at the colorful hair of this group of people, the doctors in Beichuan Temple subconsciously awakened.

In fact, he doesn't have any feelings about dyed hair and long hair.

The point is that this group of people looks a bit sloppy...

And it will bear his name in the future...

Just thinking about Beichuan Temple in this way makes my scalp tingle.

Beichuan Temple stood up.

He looked at the students who were kneeling neatly underneath, and said to the three leading students in front of him: "I will give you three days to dye all your hair back, and you should also do the job of looking for Nakamura during this period." good."

Beichuan Temple's sharp knife-like gaze swept away. Under the gaze of this kind of gaze, no one in the audience dared to jump out and say the word 'no'.

After all—those with particularly hard heads have already been beaten and lay back.

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