This Japanese Story Is Not Too Cold

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

Although Beichuan Temple is a more reasonable person, he also knows that in order for these unscrupulous students from Jinji High School to help them find people, they must be convinced.

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

It has been said many times before. Bad will only be afraid of bad fights better than him.

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

Beichuan Temple threw the rubber stick into the trash can on one side, squinting at the bad students who fell on the ground and shook their heads.

At this time, the Jingbei trio with extremely admiration on their 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 be Big Brother Beichuan's opponent at all."

"Big Brother Beichuan has one enemy with more than 20 people! It really deserves to be the biggest bad boss in this neighborhood!"

"Big Brother Beichuan is invincible in the world!"

Beichuan Temple took the leather bag expressionlessly, and at the same time glanced indifferently at the three people who had just hid on the side and shivered.

These three people were scared to death just now, and now their faces are not red and their hearts are not beating, and they blow harder than one by one.

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

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

"Haha! Jingbei, do you think it's enough to knock us down? I tell you! There will be other bad factions coming in a while! If you can fight, can you knock them all down?"

Before Beichuan Temple finished speaking, a bad student with strangely shaved green-red hair on the ground uttered cruel words.

In this regard, Beichuan Temple just walked over and kicked the goods with a flat face.

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

Is this guy still a human? !

In the past, they thought that a dozen or so in the movie was just an artistic exaggeration, but they never thought that there really existed such people in the world.

And just now they rushed forward, so they had to punch the master indiscriminately, right? But they couldn't touch Beichuan Temple at all.

But Beichuan Temple pushed and raised its foot, but it was always like a fish fried in their crowd, knocking down two or three companions.

Beichuan Temple did not care about the thoughts of the Jinji practitioners lying on the ground. He just asked calmly, "Do you know someone named Nakamura Jian?"

None of the bad people on the ground spoke, on the contrary they looked at Beichuan Temple with a gleeful expression.

Ok?

Beichuan Temple turned his head consciously.

I don't know when, another group of bad students blocked the path behind it.

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

There were two batches of bad students from Jinji High School on this trail, and a group of bad students from other schools who were attracted to them.

In the end, Beichuan Temple didn't care about the situation, as long as the bad stood in front of him, all fell down.

And then

Beichuan Temple was sitting on top of the concrete pipe, and standing next to it was the Jingbei trio who shivered and dared not say a word.

Beichuan Temple looked at the forty or fifty students who were neatly kneeling below without changing their expressions.

"I'll ask again, Nakamura Jian, who of you has an impression?"

"Nakamura and Nakamura? Brother Bei and Beichuan, are you talking about Nakamura in the second grade?"

The one who screamed the hardest just now, now the one who has dyed the red and green hair the most cowardly, raised his hand in a cringe.

He was really scared by Beichuan Temple.

The appearance of Beichuan Temple just now was too terrifying, no matter whether it is strong or thin, tall or short, no one can stand in front of him for a second. Besides, after he had beaten so many people, there was nothing else except a slight panting, which seemed to be slightly moving.

That's forty or fifty people!

Even if he lined up to be beaten, he estimated that he would have to beat his hands and feet to cramp in order to bring everyone down.

But what about Beichuan Temple? It took a few minutes for a person to throw everything over, and some who wanted to struggle were brutally made up by him with a blank face.

The expression that has not changed at all is enough to make them tremble.

"Have you heard the name Nakamura Jian?" Beichuan Temple looked over.

The red and green hair is bad and his heart is tight. For some reason, he always feels that Beichuan Temple's eyes seem to be brighter.

Beichuan Temple ignored his mood and continued to ask: "What is your name?"

"I, my name is Ikuo Yoshida"

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

Being stared at by Beichuan Temple’s piercing gaze, Ikuo Yoshida shook his body, and then said in an uncertain tone: "I know that I know, but I just don’t know if it’s the Nakamura Ken that you are looking for."

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

If not, will he be hung up and beaten by the angry Beichuan Great Demon King?

Beichuan Temple understood the meaning of his words only after thinking about it for a while. He simply said: "You Jinji High School have a few Nakamura Jian. You can find a few Nakamura Jian for me. I have something to ask about him. This should be no problem. Right?"

"No, no problem! It's on 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!" In addition, the leader shook his head frantically, and assured him again and again.

They looked like Naoya Seki on the other side, they felt a sense of sadness in a rabbit and a fox.

Back then, they seemed to be the same.

"From now on, all the bad students in Jinji High School! They will all be under the hands of Big Brother Beichuan!"

"" Beichuan Temple.

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

He didn't have much to say.

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

but

Seeing the colorful hair of these people, the doctor in Beichuan Temple subconsciously awakened.

He actually doesn't feel much about dyeing or growing long hair.

The point is that this group of people looks really sloppy

And will bear his name in the future

Just thinking about Beichuan Temple felt a little scalp tingling.

Beichuan Temple stood up.

He looked at the students who were kneeling neatly and said to the three leading students in front of him: "I will give you three days to dye all your hair back. You will also do the things you need to find Nakamura Jian during this period. it is good."

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

After all, those with extremely iron heads have been beaten to lie in the back.