Chapter 249 I Really Deserve a Beating (2/4 Guaranteed)

Chapter 249 I really deserve a beating (24 guaranteed)

"Name."

"Aokiji."

"gender."

"male."

"Profession."

"student."

Aokiji and the police officer in front of him asked and answered questions, and they both felt that the other was very familiar. At this time, he was still standing at the door of the pet center, and a group of police cars stopped in front of him.

Katagiri Ken and his two younger brothers had long been handcuffed by the police and stuck in a car, while Aokiji and Matsuyama Iwa were being questioned - thanks to the fact that the staff member was still responsible and explained a few words to them, explaining their relationship with them. Katagiri Fist only encountered him by chance, otherwise he probably would have been arrested first.

The middle-aged police officer raised his head, looked at Aokiji carefully, and asked, "Are you still a student? Isn't today a day for class? Why are you with this group of Yakuza at this time?"

"I took half a month off to prepare for the boxing match in the boxing gym. Today was purely an accident. I just went to deliver the stray dogs to the rescue center." Aokiji looked at him and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Officer. Last time I was there Is it you who brought it to me at the door of the bookstore?"

The police officer stared at Aokiji, blinked, and suddenly said: "Let me see with your sullen face."

Aokiji looked at him speechlessly, and this speechless expression immediately made the police officer slap his forehead: "It's you indeed, I think that bald head looks very familiar, but last time you were alone, this time you have a big bald man next to you. , I didn’t even dare to recognize him, thinking it was just Yakuza who looked similar.”

Big bald head? Aokiji turned to look at Matsuyama Iwa, who was explaining something to the two nervous policemen with a helpless expression, and secretly became happy.

"Okay, let me tell you, how could something related to the Yakuza happen in a place like this?" The middle-aged policeman looked at Aokiji with a dumbfounded look, feeling a little sorry for him: "How many times has this happened to you?"

"You're lucky. This is the second time I'm bothering you." Aokiji's words were a bit self-deprecating, but the middle-aged policeman couldn't help but laughed apologetically: "Sorry, it's actually the Yakuza organization and the bad boys who are doing it now. unacceptable."

"Oh? Uncle, can you explain it in detail?" Aokiji expressed great interest.

Probably because he felt that he had misunderstood Aokiji, the policeman felt a little guilty. He casually wrote down the note, closed it, and said to Aokiji with a sad face: "It's not because of the two schools in Xiacheng District."

"Suzuran and Fengxian?" Aokiji raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't it?" The police officer sighed: "They have been rubbing against each other more and more recently, and the fights have become more and more fierce. A few days ago, people were almost killed. I feel that if this continues, both sides will have to fight. Nothing serious will happen."

Speaking of this, the policeman also warned seriously: "Don't be like them, thinking about fighting for hegemony all day long. What's the point of this thing? Is it possible that you will still be a Yakuza in the future?"

"Even if our Wuyang school in Shangcheng District still has Kaijiu, don't learn from it. There was a fight between the two schools a few days ago. Although I don't know much about it, I heard from my colleagues that the fight was quite intense. The boss of Kaijiu , Xiangliang Meng, shouldn’t he be sent to a juvenile detention center? It will be a few years until he comes out, and by then he will be useless.”

As if to teach Aokiji by words and deeds so that Aokiji could receive a good education, the policeman said earnestly: "Don't look at those Yakuza who are usually very majestic. Everyone gives them some face and walks sideways on the street, but in fact Their lives are much harder than you think.”

"In recent years, Yakuza have been killed in conflicts and assassinations every month. They are just a group of poor guys with their heads hanging on their butts. They are not as majestic as you see. And speaking of it, there is no class inside. Sen Yan, with a slightly higher status than you, can deal with you casually." After the policeman finished speaking, he held up his hat.

Aokiji nodded and said with a smile: "I have no interest in being a Yakuza or anything like that. In my opinion, it is better to go to the construction site to move bricks than to move bricks at the construction site. At least I will be busy for a day. I can still sleep well at night.”

This is not an exaggeration by Aokiji. He would rather make money with his own blood and sweat than make money with his head in his belt. Moreover, he believed that with the system in his body, no matter how bad his life was, he would still be able to get by without worrying about food and clothing.

"That's it." The police officer smiled reassuringly: "You must study hard and don't imitate those bad boys."

Aokiji always felt a little embarrassed. The policeman probably thought he was just an ordinary high school student with a fierce look, but he knew in his heart that he was still the boss of Wuyang High School.

"I'm quite good at studying." Aokiji could only answer this way, scratching his head with a strange expression: "Then can we leave?"

Aoki pointed at Songshanyan and said with a wry smile: "This is my boxing coach and the owner of the fight club. Although he doesn't look like a good person like me, he is actually a good person."

The policeman smiled awkwardly: "Of course, I'll talk to my colleagues."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Songshanyan walking towards Aokiji with a relaxed look on his face, and he immediately smiled and said, "It seems your coach is fine too."

Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look around. He saw three puppies tied to the poles on the roadside, barking uneasily: "My dogs won't get into any trouble, right?"

The corners of Natto's mouth were still bloodshot. Just now, he bit the long-haired Yakuza on the butt. The scream was simply heartbreaking. Aokiji remembered that when the police took him into the police car, Half of the pants were red, it was like my aunt had a side leak, no, it was a hemorrhage.

Aokiji was even worried that the guy might bleed too much and go into shock.

The police officer smiled and said: "Of course, I don't know what these guys think. I've heard of people robbing money and things, but I didn't expect there are people who come to the pet center to snatch stray dogs."

Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

But then I thought about it, if I still leave the natto and the others here, what if these Yakuzas later get angry and come back to make a hot pot for them?

But if they can't be placed here, where should they put the natto?

Aokiji scratched his head melancholy. Songshanyan had already walked to Aokisi. Looking at his worried and distressed expression, he knew what he was thinking.

After pondering for a moment, Songshanyan patted Aoki Si on the shoulder: "Why don't I keep these three dogs?"

Aokiji's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Song Shanyan just shrugged: "Anyway, my villa is very big outside, so it's not troublesome to build a dog house. Just let the nanny take good care of it."

Hiss. Villa? Outside? Nanny aunt?

In total, your family not only lives in a villa, but also has a courtyard outside? Is there such a powerful place in Yachiyo City?

Are rich people really that happy?

The happiness is simply unimaginable!

Aokiji couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Songshanyan: "Beef beer!"

"Generally speaking, my father bought this, a small industry, a small industry." Seeing Songshanyan smiling and waving his hands, Aokiji had to admit that Songshanyan at this moment.

You really deserve a beating.

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