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"So girls look cool when they smoke?" A girl on the roadside exclaimed excitedly, nudging her female companion next to her.
Her female companion glanced at her and said, "No, it's just because she's handsome."
A black sedan pulled up at the intersection and stopped in front of Miyuki.
The car window rolled down, revealing the face of a middle-aged man with a stern expression. He shouted at Miyuki, "Hey, you're blocking the way."
Miyu glanced at him, stubbed out her cigarette, opened the car door, and started the car.
The middle-aged man rolled up the car window and said to the woman in the back seat, "Miss Hua Fei, you're not like the guys from other gangs."
“Hmm, don’t be too nervous.” Inagawa Hanahi closed her eyes slightly: “At this point in time, those who are spying on our Inagawa-kai territory will not send anyone to deal with me, so I am safe now. After the Bamboo Union fell apart, the Inagawa-kai needs a master to take charge. If we can persuade Jingu Nao to help, there is hope for the revival of our Inagawa-kai.”
“That agent is a dangerous guy.” The middle-aged man frowned, his scar furrowing into a deep frown.
They all knew that the leader of the Bamboo Union gang wanted revenge because several of his underlings were killed by Jingu Nao. Now the entire gang was gone, and even Hachiro's dog had been killed. That woman was definitely a killer.
He opposed bringing her into the Inagawa-kai from the very beginning.
He wanted to object, but then he saw Ms. Inagawa Hanahi's face in the rearview mirror.
His eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he had the whole world under his control.
To strategize within the command tent and win battles a thousand miles away—nothing could be more apt.
The middle-aged man swallowed his words of advice; the young lady was shrewd and resourceful, and he decided to trust Ms. Inagawa Hanahi's judgment.
With a loud bang, the car body made a loud noise.
The middle-aged man was subjected to tremendous force and tilted to the right. Even with a seatbelt, he was still pulled around in a daze.
He quickly looked out the window and saw a black SUV whose front end had crashed into his car, leaving it completely dented.
His car was then slammed against the Hummer that had been reversing earlier.
This chain-reaction collision has left him with no time to drive away.
The middle-aged man hurriedly turned to look at Inagawa Hanahi in the back seat and said anxiously, "Miss, it must be the Sumiyoshi-kai guys. They want to take over our Inagawa-kai's ancestral property. You can't stay in the car. I'll cover your escape."
Despite being completely disoriented from the impact, Inagawa Hanahi maintained a composed expression, displaying impeccable composure befitting a yakuza heiress: "Don't worry, Sumiyoshi is just threatening us; he won't kill us."
The middle-aged man was taken aback. Even under such circumstances, the young lady remained calm and composed, analyzing the situation with confidence that the Inagawa Association's revival was promising.
The door of the black SUV outside, which had been wrecked, was kicked open by the person inside.
Six strangely dressed young men, armed with machetes and steel pipes, jumped down from above.
The young man in the lead shouted, "The boss said, leave no survivors, kill that woman."
The shout was loud and clearly heard into the car.
Inagawa Hanahi was silent for a moment, then looked at the middle-aged man and said, "I think running west would be more appropriate?"
"Let's go east then." The middle-aged man took a wrench out of the carriage and held it in his hand.
This time, Inagawa Hanahi did not stick to her opinion.
With a loud thud, the head of the young man who had been shouting earlier was slammed hard against the car body.
Then a series of crackling sounds and shouts came from outside the car, which subsided after a dozen seconds.
The middle-aged man carefully lowered the car window, and he and Inagawa Hanahi looked outside together.
The six youths lay on the ground, curled up and struggling in pain, their weapons scattered around them, completely devoid of their previous arrogance.
Miyu grabbed the young man in the lead by the neck with one hand and lifted him into the air.
The young man's neck was being gripped, making it difficult for him to breathe. His face turned bright red, and he managed to squeeze out a few words: "Who...who are you?"
"Pay up." Mi Zhi Shi pointed to the wrecked Jeep: "You hit my car and then assaulted me."
The young man's face, flushed from the sudden discomfort, remained noticeably dazed before he snapped in exasperation, "Why the hell didn't you say so earlier?"
Mi Zhi Shi's expression turned cold. He grabbed the young man by the neck and slammed him against the car. With a "smack," the young man completely lost consciousness.
The middle-aged man cautiously looked outside, then turned to Inagawa Hanahi and said, "Miss, it seems we were rescued by a passerby."
"Hmm." Inagawa Hanahi said calmly, her gaze sweeping over Miyuki before she nodded seriously: "She's quite strong, we can use her."
After Inagawa Hanahi finished speaking, she noticed the middle-aged man looking at her with a strange expression. She frowned and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Um, Miss," the middle-aged man's lips twitched, "why is your face so red? Are you feeling unwell?"
“I didn’t,” Inagawa Hanahi said coldly.
"No, Miss, you're even more red now," the middle-aged man said worriedly. "Let me take you to the hospital first."
"I! Am! Not! Blushing!" Inagawa Hanahi said, enunciating each word clearly.
Middle-aged people can only keep their doubts to themselves.
Miyuki turned to look at the burly, black-bearded man approaching, and frowned, saying, "Are you with them too?"
The man was dressed casually, with a bandage on his right arm and a thick beard around his chin; he looked to be in his forties.
The person who came was Xuan Mu. He shook his head: "I'm paid to do what I'm supposed to do. I need to take the people in the car back."
“No.” Miyuki shook her head: “They have to pay for my car repairs.”
Xuanmu shook his head: "My fists will not be swung at the weak."
Mi no Shi narrowed his eyes, bent down, and disappeared from the spot with a "whoosh," then punched at Genki.
Genki swung his left arm to deflect Mi no Shiki's fist, and at the same time tripped him with his right foot.
Mi no Shi lost his balance and fell to the ground with a thud.
“Acknowledging the difference in strength is not a shameful thing.” Xuanmu straightened up.
Mi no Shiki leaped up from the ground and attacked with his elbow.
Xuanmu wrinkled his face and used his elbow to deflect the blow.
In that instant, Miyuki suddenly opened her mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and bit down hard on his neck.
The attack was incredibly fast. Xuanmu's muscles tensed, and his body instinctively took a half-step back to barely dodge it.
The two separated by half a meter. Xuanmu adopted a defensive stance with one hand, looking at the cold girl in front of him with a furrowed brow.
He showed no signs of fighting, yet possessed the instincts of a wild beast; his speed, strength, and reflexes far surpassed those of a normal person.
Why do I keep encountering monsters lately?
With his right arm still wounded from a gunshot, if he fights seriously, he probably only has a 90% chance of winning.
With a win rate of less than 100%, it's not worth fighting.
Thinking of this, Genki lowered his hands and said to Michiko, "I am not very familiar with them. I trust the people in the car and they are willing to pay for your repairs."
After he finished speaking, the door of the black sedan opened, and the middle-aged man and Inagawa Hanahi got out of the car.
"Hello, miss, this is my business card." The middle-aged man quickly took out his business card and stuffed it into Mi Zhishi's hand: "We will cover all your losses."
“Okay.” Mikoto took the business card, put it in his pocket, then turned around and left cleanly and efficiently.
"Um, that." The middle-aged man gestured for the young lady to stay, but when he turned around, he saw her with a serious expression, her cheeks flushed, looking at Miyuki's back.
"Young Miss," the middle-aged man nudged her, "Are you sure you don't need to go to the hospital?"
Inagawa Hanahi frowned slightly and gave him a cold glance: "That woman has some use. I want all her information."
"Ahem." Xuanmu stood to the side and coughed lightly twice.
"Master Black Eyes, I've long admired your name." Inagawa Hanahi said sincerely, "My fiancé has mentioned your name many times. He often says that as long as Master Black Eyes is here, the Bamboo Union will always be the number one gang."
The middle-aged man looked at the young lady with surprise. The Bamboo Union gang had been wiped out. This sounded like a provocation. Besides, her name was Xuanmu, right? She got both characters wrong. Was this really not intentional?
Judging from the bandage on his right arm, he must have had a fierce battle with the agent Jingu Nao, whom they had come to find today.
He survived because he must have gone through unimaginable and terrifying battles to gain the approval of that killer star.
Genki's expression remained unchanged: "The Sumiyoshi Association has asked me to invite the two of you to come over."
Chapter 74 Say You Love Me
Shirakawa Natsu is currently enjoying a tender moment with Jingu Nao. It's all happening too fast. This is a painful reminder for him, and he's already looking forward to the next side quest.
In the Yellow Hair APP, I have already saved 51 points. After completing two more tasks, I can upgrade to a strong Minotaur kidney in as little as half a month.
"Natsu, shall we do it again?" Jingu Nao sat down on him and used her silk-stockinged feet to clean him.
"That's enough for now. Next time, next time for sure." Shirakawa Natsumi held her delicate foot. She was too good at it; if she kept rubbing against it, something bad would happen.
"Hehe, okay." Jingu Nao was very obedient. After helping him straighten his clothes, she reached out and took off the stockings with many tears from his long legs and stuffed them into Shirakawa Natsu's pocket: "As long as you keep it with you, you will never forget me."
"You bastard." Shirakawa Natsu reached under her skirt and pinched her. "I'm not a pervert, and don't say romantic things while putting this kind of thing in my pocket, you jerk."
"Really?" Jingu Nao leaned closer: "Then should I wear stockings next time?"
“This…” Shirakawa Natsu thought about it seriously for a moment, then leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.
Jingu Nao immediately pouted and made a face: "Natsu is a pervert, it hurts a lot."
The two playfully wrestled while helping each other tidy their clothes.
Shirakawa Natsu helped her put on her skirt, and accidentally touched it and found it was very wet, so she quickly took out the underwear from her pocket and put it on her.
"Hehe." Jingu Nao's long, beautiful legs, now barefoot in ankle boots, were revealed after she removed her stockings. She dangled them in front of him: "Natsu, I love you~"
"Mm." Shirakawa Natsu nodded. At first, she was quite resistant to developing this kind of relationship with her.
But after just two days, he changed his mind. No one could resist a girlfriend who was both innocent and capable.
The two walked hand in hand on campus. Their classes at the University of Tokyo had ended, and they planned to go on a date that evening.
Jingu Nao walked with an enticing stride, her gaze fixed on Shirakawa Natsu: "If one day, Natsu falls for another girl, will you say goodbye to me?"
Shirakawa Natsumi was taken aback, then shook her head: "No, I will always be with Nao."
"Yo~ Hehe." Jingu Nao put her hands behind her back, leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder, teasingly saying, "So Natsu likes me this much? How come I didn't know~"
"Tch." Shirakawa Natsu felt a little embarrassed; she had been teased by her.
"But I have my own thoughts too," Jingu Nao chuckled, nudging him with her shoulder. "Reality isn't a comic book; there's no such thing as love that's so simple—unwavering until death."
"I understand, I'll try my best." Shirakawa Natsu felt completely captivated by this adorable girl.
"Really?" Jingu Nao walked up to him, turned around, and said, "If I told you in the middle of the night that I wanted it, would you come and make it up to me?"
"Ah, cough cough." Shirakawa Natsu looked around. Students kept coming and going. Her voice wasn't loud, and thankfully it didn't attract the attention of other students, but it still made him feel quite embarrassed. Nevertheless, he nodded: "I'll fly over right away."
"Hehe~" Jingu Nao had no intention of letting him off the hook. She took a step back, making the distance between them even greater than before: "If I were a park or a changing room in a shopping mall and I wanted something, would you come?"
Her voice was a little louder than before. Students passing by heard the noise, turned around and saw that it was a pretty girl. They assumed she was talking sweet nothings to her boyfriend and didn't pay any attention.
Shirakawa Natsu blushed and tried her best to lower her voice as she said, "I will."
"What if I ask you to bring props?" Jingu Nao called out again with a smile.
Shirakawa Natsu covered her face with one hand: "I have my own."
As he spoke, he took a step closer to Nao Jingu.
"Haha." This time, Jingu Nao didn't back down, and the two moved even closer together: "What if I'm thinking of pretty girls?"
“I actually look pretty good in women’s clothing.” Shirakawa Natsu shrugged and took another step toward her.
"What if," Jingu Nao's silly grin faded, gradually turning into a smile, "I want Natsu's heart to belong only to me?"
Shirakawa Natsu did not answer. The two were only a step apart. He took a step forward and reached out to hug Jingu Nao.
She didn't back down, letting Shirakawa Natsu hold her in her arms.
"I will always be with Jingu Nao." After saying that, Shirakawa Natsu kissed her.
The surrounding students cast envious glances, then quickened their pace, all of them stuffed.
After a long while, their lips parted.
Jingu Nao looked at Shirakawa Natsu: "Do you like me?"
“Mm.” Shirakawa Natsu nodded.
“Then say you love me,” Jingu Nao said earnestly.
"I love you," Shirakawa Natsu said, but as he said it, he realized something was off; just two days ago he seemed to have said there was no need to rush into saying "I love you."