Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 14 14. The hot water bottle says it's ready to serve

After school, Jiuzhou Cheng went to work in the store as usual.

Thanks to the warning given to his colleagues a few days ago, the arrogant and domineering male publicists in the past tightened their tails when they saw him, and avoided him without saying a word.

This afternoon, the temporary worker in charge of distributing leaflets was unable to come because of something, so he was ordered by the store manager to distribute leaflets outside.

"Welcome to Tokyo Gensokyo! Scan the QR code to follow the official account of Tokyo Gensokyo "Twitter"!Pay attention to thank you! "

Jiuzhoucheng tried his best to send store leaflets printed with QR codes to passers-by women without male companions, and at the same time tried to avoid the police patrolling the streets to avoid being interrogated.

Soon, the leaflets in hand had bottomed out.Jiuzhoucheng returned to the store, but found a "Closed Business" sign on the door.

"What's going on?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw the store manager on the phone.

The store manager here is called Saito Ninosuke. He is an old man with a clean and shiny hair and a slim bartender suit.

When he was young, he was the top cowherd in Kamurocho. Even the years did not take away his charm, but made him as mellow and fragrant as red wine that has been stored for decades. It is said that he is very popular with old aunts.

For some reason, the store manager's facial features were tightly frowned at this time, and his tone was rough and fierce, as if he was arguing with someone on the phone.

"Well, what did you say?!" The store manager took the phone and shouted: "You were knocked out on the way to work, and you are in the hospital now?!"

Several male PRs stood beside the store manager and listened, with serious expressions on their faces.

"What's wrong?" Kyushu asked in bewilderment.

A male public relations colleague explained in a low voice: "Sheng was also beaten up on the way to work."

"Who did it?" Kyushu Makoto's face suddenly became serious.

"I don't know." The male publicist hesitated, "Maybe I ran into a gangster and was beaten up by them because they didn't like it."

"Male public relations" itself is a customary occupation that wanders in the gray area of ​​the law, and many male public relations will do anything for the sake of performance, wantonly play with the feelings of customers, and squeeze money from customers without a bottom line.He even did not hesitate to destroy the guests' homes and completely ruin their lives.

It is precisely because of this that male public relations are generally more hated than customs females. It can be said that they are full of complaints, and even street gangsters will spit on them when they see them.

"So, Sheng Ye's business method has always been very aggressive. Every time he has to squeeze out the money from the customers before he is willing to give up, he has received many complaints." Another male publicist guessed:
"Maybe he offended some customer and was hired to beat him up~"

Kamurocho is a chaotic place full of underworld forces and gray industries. It is quite common to "hire murderers to hurt people", and a lot of local hooligans are willing to take this kind of work.As long as no one is killed, the police don't bother to care.

Suddenly, the store manager Saito hangs up the phone vigorously, and tells the employees: "I'm going out for a while, you stay and look at the store!"

"Shop manager, are you going to see Sheng Ye?" a male publicist asked.

"I'll go to the hospital and check the situation." The store manager Saito put a black cowboy hat on his head and was about to go out: "He is my clerk, and I can't just leave him alone."

"Be careful, store manager." Jiuzhou Cheng said.

"Oh, don't make a mistake." The store manager Saito glanced at Makoto Kyushu, and replied calmly: "I won't go back to the store today, you look after the store for me!"

After the store manager left, the employees began to get busy.

After rectifying for 10 minutes, the store resumed business.A male publicist opened the store door, ready to flip the door sign from "Closed" to "Open".

At this moment, he couldn't help but gasped, his eyes widened in astonishment.

Because when he opened the door, he found six or seven men wearing white smiling masks and holding thick blunt objects such as baseball bats and water pipes standing at the door.

The men, dressed in cheap tracksuits, blazers, or badly embroidered jackets, looked like sleazy gangsters who came to rob.

"You...what are you going to do?" The male publicist panicked immediately, and warned stammeringly: "We are going to call the police, don't act rashly!"

As soon as the words were finished, a masked hooligan swung a baseball bat and slammed it hard on the male publicist's head, making a crisp "bang!", directly hitting him until he rolled his eyes, as if he hadn't considered the consequences at all.

Immediately afterwards, the masked hooligans kicked the male publicist away as if they were trash, and rushed into the store one file at a time.

"Hey! Who are you?!"

Another male publicist wanted to stop, but a masked rogue involuntarily picked up a water pipe stick and hit the male publicist in the stomach, kicked him several times, and knocked him to the ground.

Other masked hooligans began to wield sticks recklessly, smashing and destroying the store.

In the staff lounge at the backstage of the bar, the surviving shop assistants held their breath and were frightened.

After noticing the abnormal situation, Jiuzhou Cheng fled to the staff lounge with other male publicists and locked the door, which saved him from disaster.

There was a terrible crackling sound from behind the door. It was obvious that the gang of masked hooligans were wreaking havoc on the storefront.

Although they have called the police, the law and order in Kamurocho is chaotic, and the work efficiency of the police is extremely low.If you want to dispatch enough police force to suppress six or seven armed hooligans, you may have to wait for about 10 minutes.

By that time, the store had already been demolished beyond recognition.

That's why, most of the stores in Kamurocho have to find the underworld to protect them.

"What's going on here? Are they robbers?" Kyushu Makoto was puzzled and tried to analyze rationally: "Although Kamurocho is chaotic, it's not enough to loot stores in broad daylight, right?"

"It doesn't look like a robbery, they're more like they're here to mess things up." An old male publicist hugged his head and thought hard:
"They are probably gangsters from Kamurocho, someone must have hired them here!"

"It's a gangster, isn't it the underworld..." Kyushu was thoughtful.

In Wano Country, there is a thin line between "thugs" and "underworld", but there is a world of difference.

The gangsters are villains and thugs with a formal organization. They usually wear suits and leather shoes, and they abide by the law and the rules of the road. The better ones will talk about "benevolence and righteousness".

To put it bluntly, gangsters are unemployed vagrants who usually roam the streets without any organization and don't know how to behave.

The biggest difference between the two is that gangsters will stab people to death in order to grab 1000 yuan, while gangsters will not.Because the underworld has long made a lot of money through gray industries and illegal businesses, they don't even look down on "robbery", a high-risk and low-reward business.

"Together is a pile of shit, and scattered is a lot of shit." This is what these "thugs" are talking about.They often gather crowds to make trouble for a little profit, and before the police come, they will scatter in all directions, lurking in the corners of the city, like countless cockroaches in the house, and the police authorities can't do anything about them.

"But we didn't provoke anyone in our store, right? Why was someone hired to smash the place?" Jiuzhou Cheng then asked.

"I don't know! It happened when the store manager was away..." The male publicist grabbed his hair anxiously: "You are so curious, you should ask the store manager later!"

Having said that, Kyushu Makoto didn't continue to ask questions, but found a kettle in the lounge, connected it to the socket and started boiling water.

Outside were six or seven gangsters armed with blunt weapons. Their identities and purposes were unknown, and it was unknown if there were other reinforcements. Jiuzhou Cheng didn't dare to go out and fight recklessly with his small body.

His master had taught him to judge the situation before fighting, and not to fight if he was unsure and unnecessary, just run away.

Running away is shameful but useful, and pointless bragging is the most shameful thing.

Just like in his previous life, he shot and subdued the gunman because he was [-]% sure.If the criminals were not using single-shot homemade shotguns, but continuous-fire automatic rifles, then Kyushu Makoto would definitely escape faster than anyone else, so as not to add another corpse to the scene.

So as long as those masked hooligans don't break into the lounge and attack these few employees, Jiuzhou Cheng doesn't plan to risk his life - anyway, the police will arrive sooner or later, they just hide here, human life is much more important than property .

As soon as Jiuzhou Cheng thought about it, he heard the door of the lounge being slammed several times, and the door lock made a painful "creaking" sound.

"They...they're going to break in!" a male publicist said in horror.

"Quickly block the door with a sofa!" Another male publicist hurriedly pushed the sofa.

But it was too late for him to act.The not so strong iron door soon showed bumps, and was kicked open by a masked hooligan.

The masked hooligan walked in aggressively with a baseball bat in his hand, and scanned everyone in the room with a terrifying masked smiling face.

Several male PRs immediately sat up on the ground in fright, their legs trembling.

"Hey, are you really going to kill us all?" Makoto Jiuzhou held his forehead helplessly and sighed.

The master also taught him that if there is no way to retreat and a life-threatening critical moment is encountered, even if the strength of the enemy and ourselves is very different, he must choose to fight without hesitation, and he must have the consciousness of dying together and living to death.

Because in times of crisis, you must never hand over the initiative to the enemy and pin your own safety on the enemy's benevolence.

The kettle on the table was turned on, and there was a piercing "buzzing" sound, as if saying "it's ready to serve".

Unlike Yanhuang, in Wano Country's laws on fights, the party who strikes first will basically be judged to be fully responsible.Right now, these hooligans are beating people first, and then robbing people with weapons, so no matter how the people in the store resist, it is legal.

"Anyway, let's defend ourselves first."

Jiuzhou Cheng held the handle of the hot water bottle with one hand and the umbrella with the other, and quickly rushed towards the masked hooligan who barged in.

(End of this chapter)