Chapter 664: The Legend of a Single Person Dismantling a Group

"...Denen Dojo, Shinobuoka Kendo Club, Sanshin Kendo Club, Meiji Kenshin Club, Nogata Police Department Junior Kendo, Ikebukuro Kenshi Club, Genryukan, Kita Ward Kendo Federation... all the famous names in Tokyo The dojo has basically sent representatives, and it’s quite lively inside now.”

After Nakabashi explained, Iteng Qianzhen immediately excitedly introduced the people gathered in the dojo to the two of them.

Nakahashi, who was originally eager to go in and join in the fun, actually started to shrink back after hearing this. With so many dojos gathered together, if a conflict broke out later, he, a notorious figure in Beichen Yida, might also be beaten. You must know that what Senior An Teng is talking about now is just the name of the dojo. There are many kendo masters in Neon who are not from kendo halls, but are teachers in many schools or join clubs like him, not to mention many who are in the police System people.

"Let's go! Go in and see it! A big scene like today has not happened in the kendo world for many years!" An Teng said.

"this……"

Nakahashi hesitated with intention, but the colleague next to him didn't expect to be beaten at all, and just asked reservedly if it would cause trouble to Itan.

"It doesn't matter. There are probably hundreds of people in the dojo right now. Who can tell who you two are? Let's go!"

An Teng said casually, then knocked on the door of the dojo and took the two of them in.

"An Teng, you are so slow."

As soon as they entered the main hall of the dojo, which is also the main hall, a person walked towards An Teng and others.

"Sorry, sorry, Brother Xingzi."

An Teng smiled naively and quickly handed over the two large bags of drinks in his hand, explaining that he had met two friends and was delayed. Nakabashi and his colleagues also bowed to express their apology.

Xingzi, who came over to take the drink, glanced at Zhongqiao and the two, and instead of complaining about Itan, he warned:

"There are a lot of big shots in the dojo today, so try not to wander around. Even the deputy editor-in-chief of the Kendo League's "Jianzhao" magazine is here. You don't want to be embarrassed by being published in next month's magazine, right? If something goes wrong, the senior brother will Beat you to death."

While talking, Xingzi gestured towards the dojo with his eyes.

An Teng and Zhong Qiao followed his eyes and looked around the avenue, and suddenly felt their bodies stiffen.

Three cameras are assumed to be in the three corners of the dojo. The only place without a camera is a few old men wearing various clothes. Needless to say, they are the so-called big shots. But what frightened the people in Zhongqiao was the "elder brother" who happened to be looking this way.

Even when he is sitting cross-legged on the ground, he is almost as tall as an average person. There seems to be an unfriendly aura lingering around him at any time, making him look a bit gloomy. But coupled with his violent figure, that aura turns into a violent one.

Hey, hey, I didn’t know there was a serial killer here before I came in!

Zhongqiao's colleague now regretted joining in the fun. He just felt that the strong man like an iron tower was going to pinch him to death with his eyelids at any time.

"Oh, senior brother is impatient to wait. He has finished drinking his water a long time ago. I have to go over. An Teng, after you settle down your friends, hurry up and come over. Maybe it will be your turn to play later."

Xingzi gave one final warning and quickly walked towards the strong man carrying two large bags of drinks.

"call--"

Zhongqiao’s colleague let out a long sigh of relief, and then asked in a low voice:

"Hey, Nakahashi, what's going on with that scary-looking guy?"

No explanation was needed. Nakahashi instantly understood what his colleague was asking about, so he explained in a low voice:

"That's the eldest brother of the dojo, Daidoji Shoji. He is a criminal officer, so he looks a bit fierce, but he is actually very easy to get along with..."

Looks a bit fierce? ! Are you sure he's not an absconding murderer? !

The colleague looked at the Daidoji Shoji in disbelief. His eyes alternated between the huge scar that stretched across his entire cheek and the colleague. It was definitely a wound caused by a knife!

"……I guess so……"

Nakabashi himself is also a little unsure. For ordinary Neon people, as long as they have never had conflicts with them, they can basically say, "They are actually very easy to get along with."

Nonsense, can it be difficult to get along with? The so-called most comfortable way to get along is to stay away from each other forever. Being completely unrelated will naturally not cause any unpleasantness. With Nakahashi's status in the dojo, he can't even run errands. I have never been bullied by that superior senior brother for no reason, so I naturally find him easy to get along with. This is the pitifulness of inferiors or ordinary people. Just being grateful for not being bullied by the other party is enough.

"The criminal officer..."

Is it specialized in carrying out executions? While thinking about it, my colleague followed An Teng and found a corner along the edge to sit down.

The so-called criminal officers are prison guards, although they are under the Ministry of Justice rather than the National Police Agency. Becoming a prison guard in Neon is quite simple and crude. You only need to graduate from high school to take the exam. The only restriction is your age. The exam difficulty is much lower than that of other civil servants, and is basically the same as the high school exam. The only thing worth questioning is the opening of a "martial arts" assessment. Kendo or Judo, as long as you are strong enough you can become a prison guard.

In other words, people like Onizuka Eikichi and Hata Goro who are not very smart but are good at fighting can become criminal officers directly after graduating from high school. Well, a gorgeous transformation from delinquent to prison guard. If you are assigned to a correctional facility such as a juvenile home, you might be able to see friends from bad times.

Excluding idiots like Onitsuka who only want to teach 17-year-old high school girls, for kendo enthusiasts like Hatagoro who only care about kendo and "Brother, you smell good", becoming a prison officer is a pretty good path. Because one of the daily tasks requires prison officers to practice kendo in the dojo set up in the detention center. For swordsmen, it is equivalent to changing the place to practice kendo from school to prison, and there is also a salary to be earned. After participating in various kendo competitions as a prison officer and winning awards, you can also be favored by your superiors, and promotion and salary increase are not a problem. It can be said that you are happy.

In the path that Hojo Kyosuke envisioned for his subordinates, prison officers occupy a lot of parts. There are many smart students in Dongcheng High School, the base camp of the runaway angels. Those people can easily get into famous schools and enter the police system or the government through normal civil service examinations. And those who are not smart and only like kendo like Hatagoro are all sent to be prison officers.

Train a group of lawyers to directly realize the one-stop service from crime-arrest-trial-imprisonment...

...No! He had no intention of leading his subordinates on the road of crime, he was just considering the qualifications of his subordinates!

Sitting down, Zhongqiao held the drink given to him by Senior An Teng as a friendship, and whispered to his colleagues about the people in the dojo.

"The scar on Brother Daidoji's face was left when he was on duty. It is said that there were thirty knife-wielding criminals surrounding him at that time, but Brother Daidoji..."

"Where did thirty people come from! Do you think Daidoji is a superman? There were only twenty! Even with his bare hands, Daidoji couldn't handle thirty people!"

A voice suddenly interrupted Nakahashi's words. He turned around and saw that it was an unfamiliar person wearing a kendo uniform. He immediately opened his mouth to refute:

"How do you know how powerful Brother Daidoji is? It must be thirty! The scar on Brother Daidoji's face is the evidence!"

"No, no, no, it can't be thirty, it must be twenty. Brother Yamazaki Xun from our dojo was also there at the time. He saw it with his own eyes."

The man also argued without hesitation.

"I remember it wasn't fifteen? It was reported in the newspaper at the time." Another person next to him joined in.

...

Nakahashi's colleague who still doesn't have a name listened to the argument of several people silently, and couldn't help but want to spit out a hundred fucks in his heart.

Whether it's thirty, twenty, or fifteen, it's too exaggerated. Are you guys really talking about humans?

So he quietly took out his phone and typed "Criminal officer Daidoji Masaji, scar on face" in the Google search box, and he saw the report that the man mentioned.

Not fifteen, not twenty, and not thirty, but five.

The report was very detailed. During a prison riot, Daidoji Masaji faced five criminals who had robbed the prison guards of their weapons. He subdued the five of them while seriously injured, and was promoted and commended for this.

"..."

The colleague silently glanced at Nakahashi who was arguing with reason, and then looked at the people in the other dojos. He just felt that these people were stupid because of practicing swords. How could anyone be able to deal with more than ten people holding cold weapons alone?

The debate between Nakahashi and the others instantly attracted the attention of a bunch of people around. After all, the protagonist of the discussion was Daidoji Masaji, the leader of Beichen Itoriyu and the champion of the All Neon Kendo Championship. Those who would sit on this edge were naturally not big shots. Everyone argued and brought up powerful people in their own dojo.

This person said that his dojo's senior brother Chiba Kenichi had won the police kendo tournament and would strive for the national championship this year. That person said that his dojo's senior brother had been promoted to the rank of Superintendent of Police, and no matter how powerful your senior brother was, you had to bow to his senior brother. Another person came and said that his senior brother had returned home to inherit the family business and donated a dojo as big as the Imperial Palace to their dojo, saying that even if your senior brother was a Superintendent of Police, he would still have to work in my senior brother's company after "coming down to earth".

This nonsense of everyone stunned Nakahashi's colleagues, and at the same time they understood why Nakahashi, who had similar academic qualifications and abilities, was promoted two years earlier than himself. It turned out that a deputy director in their company was the director of the kendo club when Nakahashi was in high school.

This...

The colleagues were shocked. These guys who swung swords and sweated every day actually had such strong interpersonal relationships? Even though it was just a few minutes of conversation, and the talk was still so childish and boastful, he had heard no less than ten well-known people in the political and business circles, of course the most were policemen and teachers.

If I also come to practice sword, my child won’t have to work hard to find connections when he goes to high school in the future, right? If my senior brother is better than Nakahashi, I can get promoted faster than him, right?

Nakahashi’s colleague couldn’t help but think.

And just as he was fantasizing, he found that the quarrel in his ears suddenly quieted down. This guy immediately got out of his fantasy and hurriedly said:

"I absolutely believe what Nakahashi said, it must be thirty people!"

But after he said this, he didn’t see the expected reaction on everyone’s face.

The first person who stood up to refute Nakahashi whispered:

"Eh... Even if it’s thirty people, so what? Have you heard of the legend of a single person breaking up a group?"

"Legend? A single person breaking up a group?"

The colleague asked back in confusion.

"Well, legend, dennsetu (electric setu)."

"Hojo Kyosuke."

A young man who looked young smiled and said to his colleagues. The strange thing is that although this man was wearing the uniform of a criminal officer, his face looked very young, but when he spoke, the people around him lowered their heads. head.

The colleague's IQ is not low. Combined with the previous behavior of Nakahashi and others showing off their eldest brother, he immediately guessed the reason why this man was respected by everyone despite his young age. It must be that his senior brother was far stronger than the others, so he asked :

"Kyosuke Hojo?"

"Well, the only reason why everyone is gathered here today is my BOSS - Hojo Kyosuke."

The person who spoke was named Michio Kawanahara, who was the founder of the Rampage Angel together with Maki Kyosuke. Unlike others who went to university, he chose to become a criminal officer and continue to improve his swordsmanship.

As he spoke, he straightened his back and looked around. Everyone he saw couldn't help but lower their heads, so this guy's tone became more arrogant:

"Hojo-kun has three clearly recorded battles. Two of them were with bad groups with a total number of more than 100 people, and one was with a registered violent group. In the three battles, he faced the enemy all by himself. ! And it’s all about fighting for justice!”

The former bad guy, now the criminal officer Guan Yuandao said enthusiastically.

Nakabashi's colleagues were almost dumbfounded when they heard this. They broke up into separate groups. They were not fighting the old Sunset Red Club with only one or two old people whose tattoos had turned into wrinkles. Instead, they were fighting those brainless young adults. . Isn't this more outrageous than that Dao Dao Temple general who beat thirty people by himself?

He was about to refute, but after looking at the expressions of his colleagues and others, he suddenly realized that what this person said was probably true. Otherwise, how could everyone be quiet?

The colleague quickly turned on his mobile phone and searched for Hojo Kyousuke just like he had searched for Daidoji Shoji before. But as soon as he entered the name and saw the four Chinese characters, he suddenly remembered.

No, isn't Mr. Hojo a mystery novelist? Why did you go and kill people?

Yes, he has also read Hojo Kyosuke's novels. With the current sales of Kyousuke Hojo's novels, throwing a brick in Ueno Park would knock down at least two people who have read his novels.

When I saw the search results, my colleagues were dumbfounded.

Why is my teacher Hojo like this?

Could it be that when you get tired of writing, you just go out and kill two people to relax? (End of chapter)