Tokyoites don't have martial virtue

After shaking off the tourist woman, Fujii Haruo returned to the alley and handed his wallet to the group of thugs.

"Is this money... enough?" Fujii Haruo asked in a pleading tone.

"You're getting better and better at this," the leading man in the suit said, counting his money. His tone was utterly disgusting.

Fujii Haruo's eyes were blank, and he remained silent.

Anyone, God or demon, please save me! I don't want to do this anymore! ...He thought to himself.

"That's all for this week, you can go now." The man in the suit waved to Fujii Haruo, urging him to leave.

"Come see me again at the same time next week."

"No problem, I'll come to see you at the detention center at the same time next week."

Suddenly, everyone heard a boy's joking voice coming from the alley entrance.

A boy in a high school uniform led a young and beautiful female teacher into the alley, and the boy was taking pictures of them with his mobile phone.

"Not bad, not bad, I've recorded all your behavior perfectly~" Kyushu Makoto continued to harass them with the teacher's phone:

"How dare you incite high school students to do such a thing! It seems that no amount of time in prison will be enough for you!"

He then turned to look at Teacher Jiangniao, whose face was full of fear, and urged, "Hey, say something too."

Speechless after being confronted by Seiichi Kyushu, Etori-sensei had no choice but to suppress his fear and tremble as he called out:

"You...you...this is illegal...give the students back to us...go, go, turn yourselves in!"

Perhaps due to his severe stutter, Mr. Jiangniao's speech actually made the atmosphere in the alley more cheerful.

"Ha! Hahaha~!" Several thugs laughed so hard they were doubled over.

"What's going on?! A skinny, scrawny kid and a pretty girl who can barely speak, are you guys here to be funny?!"

"You'd better not say anything, teacher." Kyushu Makoto sighed helplessly, continuing to intimidate the thugs:

"I've already called the police... You all know how efficient the Tokyo police are, they should be here within ten minutes, right?"

"Ten minutes? Ha! Haha!" A thug, his eyes wide like saucers, rubbed his hands together and walked over.

"Do you know what will happen in these ten minutes?"

"Don't make any sudden moves, I'm filming with my phone right now!" Kyushu Makoto deliberately feigned nervousness, taking two symbolic steps back:

"If you hit me first, you'll be fully responsible!"

The next moment, the thug shoved Kyushu Makoto without any mercy, the force of which knocked him to the ground, and his phone fell to the ground as well.

The thug glanced at the phone with a cold look in his eyes, then kicked it away into the distance.

"Hmph, so what if you filmed it? In this country, I love using two moves: a push and a takedown." The thug looked down at Kyushu Makoto lying on the ground and said smugly.

"The first trick is to explain to the police that you just accidentally pushed someone. The second trick is to explain that you accidentally knocked someone down. Even the police can't tell the difference, so they can only downgrade the case from 'fighting' to 'ordinary dispute'."

Kyushu Makoto lay on the ground and punched his palm: "Oh, that's a very detailed explanation! It's really useful practical knowledge!"

He then turned to look at Teacher Jiangniao and exclaimed, "I think he's better at being a teacher than you!"

"You brat, are you kidding me?!" The thug's forehead veins bulged as he angrily grabbed the boy's collar and lifted him up.

As soon as the thug finished speaking, he showed a pained expression, swayed, and knelt down on the ground.

Kyushu Makoto pulled the craft scissors from the thug's stomach and struck him in the philtrum with another sharp, forceful blow.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled a portable camera shaped like a ballpoint pen from his collar and tossed it to Edogori Jouko behind him.

He asked Senior Karakawa to retrieve this from the newspaper club's warehouse, since the newspaper club no longer needed such props specifically for eavesdropping and filming.

"They just recorded the extortion of Fujii-kun, and their faces are clearly visible. Protect the camera with your life, and make sure it's not lost."

Kyushu Makoto gave an order, then, with an umbrella in one hand and art scissors in the other, he stared fiercely at the other thugs.

"I said the police would be here in ten minutes so you could have a final moment of repentance." His eyes were bulging, and his lips curled into a wide, upturned grin, revealing a smile that would chill even the devil to the bone.

"Hehehe... Come on, if you're not afraid of death, come on over~ If you try to run away, I'll break your legs... Come on! I'm going to beat you bunch of bastards to a pulp!"

69. You will remember these ten minutes.

Kyushu Makoto outwardly displays a maniacal smile, but in reality, he is calmly analyzing his opponent.

Five street thugs, one was killed, the other four... weren't carrying any long blunt weapons, but there's a possibility they have folding knives or batons... let's test their skills first!

The four thugs, rubbing their fists together, angrily surrounded and attacked Kyushu Makoto.

"Waaah! Yahoo! Come! All of you, come and meet your death!"

After letting out several strange, monkey-like cries, Kyushu Makoto charged towards the group with bizarre and frenzied steps.

Perhaps it was Kyushu Makoto's strange screams and his frenzied, gesticulating manner that were too frightening, for the thugs were all stunned for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Kyushu Makoto rushed in front of a thug and stabbed the tip of his umbrella hard into his lower abdomen.

"Gulp—!" The thug opened his mouth wide and gagged, then arched his back like a shrimp.

Kyushu Makoto delivered another knee strike to his face, followed by thrusting the tip of his umbrella into the top of his head.

After confirming that he had passed out, Kyushu Makoto glared at the other three with a predatory look.

"Bastard!" The other two thugs reacted and rushed at him, one of them even pulling out a folding knife.

Without hesitation, Kyushu Makoto pulled a bag of sand he had picked up from the school playground out of his pocket and threw it at the face of the knife-wielding thug. He then swung his umbrella at the groin and followed up with a powerful elbow strike straight to the chest.

Another thug threw a punch at him, but Kyushu Makoto decisively used his umbrella as a short stick to perform the "Entangling Dragon Hand," deflecting the enemy's attack to the side and then locking his arm with a joint lock.

"Break it!" Kyushu Makoto showed no intention of holding back, directly using grappling techniques with the goal of breaking his opponent's joints.

With a "crack" sound, the thug's shoulder dislocated, and he pounded the floor and howled in pain.

Kyushu Makoto pushed him away and then unleashed two more cross-court kicks, one aimed at the groin and the other at the knee.

After kicking the two thugs in the head again to make sure they were both unconscious, Kyushu Makoto began searching for the last enemy.

"Give me the video right now!" Just then, he heard the man in the suit threaten him.

While Kyushu Makoto was fighting with the other thugs, the man in the suit suddenly targeted Ms. Etori and rushed up to attack her.

Teacher Jiangniao was pushed to the ground, curled up like a hedgehog, and clutched the recording pen tightly to his chest.

The man in the suit kept kicking and hitting her, pulling on her arm, trying to snatch the recording pen.

Once the recording pen is gone, their evidence of the crime will also disappear, and then a gangster will help them get bailed out.

But Ms. Jiangniao refused to let go. Kyushu Makoto had already instructed her to protect the recording pen, and she didn't dare imagine the consequences of failure.

The faint sound of sirens could be heard all around, making the atmosphere extremely tense.

"You woman, go to hell!" The man in the suit was so enraged that he pulled out a folding knife from his pocket.

Upon hearing this, Kyushu Makoto immediately gripped the blade of the plastic scissors as if he were holding a throwing knife.

"Go!" The throwing knife spun as it was thrown, hitting the man in the suit in the buttocks.

In his previous life, Kyushu Makoto had learned some throwing knife techniques while sparring at other martial arts schools. Although his accuracy wasn't high, hitting a target the size of a buttock from ten steps away was still more than enough.

"Ouch—!" the man in the suit cried out miserably, his whole body convulsing in pain.

Kyushu Makoto rushed forward and swung his umbrella, unleashing a flurry of blows that left the man in the suit rolling and crawling on the ground, crying and begging for mercy.

......

Soon after, police cars surrounded the alley. When the police arrived, they found five unconscious thugs lying on the ground, and two high school students helping the female teacher check her wounds.

Upon seeing the police arrive, Fujii Haruo immediately cowered and trembled with fear, almost trying to run away.

Kyushu Makoto patted him on the shoulder and asked, "You delivered that package without knowing it, and then they kept extorting you, right?"

Fujii Haruo nodded tremblingly, "Yes, yes..."

“You transported prohibited items without your knowledge and had no subjective intent to commit a crime. Moreover, you are a minor, so you will likely not face any punishment,” Kyushu Makoto sighed and explained.

"As for the theft... you were threatened into doing it, so as long as you confess sincerely, there shouldn't be any major problems. Of course, it would be even better if you could hire a lawyer."

"R-really?" Fujii Haruo looked incredulous. "I was so worried before..."

"Next time you encounter a similar situation, you should learn to think calmly and not panic," Kyushu Makoto couldn't help but sigh.

Then, Makoto Kyushu took the recording pen from Mr. Etori.

"With these videos, the extortionists will have no way to defend themselves." Kyushu Makoto revealed a smug smile again:

"That was close! The recording was almost stolen!"

Fortunately, I had a backup video recorder on my collar and another backup video recorder in my pants pocket... Kyushu thought sincerely.

"Hmm..." Teacher Jiang Niao touched the abrasion on her cheek and lowered her head in disappointment.

"Alright~ You've worked very hard~" Kyushu Makoto patted her head: "An excellent teacher should be willing to sacrifice everything for students. You should have that kind of awareness too."

Teacher Jiang Niao lowered her head, pondered for a moment with a wronged expression, and then asked softly, "Are you getting revenge on me?"

"Why would I seek revenge against you?" Kyushu Makoto stared into her eyes, his gaze deepening.

"Isn't Teacher Jiangniao an 'excellent teacher'? Everyone believes that."

"So this is revenge on me, you devilish student..." Teacher Jiangniao trembled all over in pain, but could only grit her teeth and lower her head.