Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

From a visual perspective, it is obvious that Akaza is stronger, but Shirakawa is well aware of Yoshioka's absurdity, and his fingers can even bend the tip of a knife.

But it is hard to say who will win or lose. Yoshioka only has some strength, but in terms of skills, he is definitely not as good as Akaza, the runner-up in women's mixed martial arts.

Perhaps, Akaza can successfully deal with Yoshioka here, and Shirakawa can concentrate on taking care of the principal and the Nagasaki Club.

"Who are you?" Yoshioka asked. He didn't remember ever messing with such a strong muscular woman.

"You don't need to know my name," Akaza was furious, her voice trembling with anger, "Do you remember the store you smashed yesterday?"

"Yesterday? That ramen restaurant?"

"That's right," Akaza got ready, "People always have to pay the price for their mistakes. Yoshioka, the police can't punish you, so let me, your elder, teach you how to behave!"

"Tsk, come on." Yoshioka didn't know where he got the confidence from, and didn't take Akaza seriously.

At that moment, Akaza rushed forward and punched Yoshioka in the face.

Yoshioka ducked his head and then quickly threw a left hook.

Fortunately, Akaza had strong core strength, and he tapped the ground with his toes, took a big step back, and avoided the attack.

The fist blew past her eyes.

High-end ingredients often require the simplest cooking methods.

A qualified fighter, even if he has learned all kinds of high-end fighting skills, can still feel the strength of his opponent through the most basic straight punch.

It was this extremely ordinary strike and dodge, but Akaza felt something strange from it.

This man was terrifyingly strong. In terms of strength alone, he was even stronger than any opponent he had ever encountered.

"Why, are you scared?" Yoshioka laughed.

He clenched his fists, and the shiny brass knuckles pointed straight at Akaza's abdomen.

Akaza predicted this attack based on his experience, and grabbed Yoshioka's wrist and twisted it to the side.

I can’t open it!

The punch hit Akaza right in the abdomen. Akaza covered his stomach and took several steps back.

It shouldn’t be!

Akaza couldn't understand why. Although this man was tall and strong, he shouldn't be as strong as himself.

Yoshioka didn't give Akaza any chance to breathe. He pressed on and punched repeatedly. The trajectory of his fists couldn't be seen within Shirakawa's sight.

Only afterimages can be seen.

Although Akaza was confused, he remained calm and avoided Yoshioka's attacks calmly, and became more and more proficient in doing so.

A bad and unskillful fighting style will ultimately not be accepted by the mainstream.

Akaza seized the opportunity, dodged the attack by turning sideways, and punched Yoshioka in the chest.

Yoshioka remained motionless, looked down and smiled disdainfully.

Can't cause any harm?

Akaza frowned.

It might have been his mistake just now, but Akaza's punch hit Yoshioka hard.

This is contrary to common sense.

Yoshioka swung his arm and blocked Akaza's hand.

He raised his knee and kicked sideways, hitting Akaza's waist.

Akaza groaned and took a few steps back.

She began to have deep doubts about her own abilities.

Have you been helping those rich girls with their fitness recently? They haven’t practiced for a long time, so their arm strength has deteriorated?

In that case, let’s try a different approach.

Use joint techniques and skills to counter strength.

I never thought that one day I would be reduced to using these fighting techniques on high school students.

I originally just wanted to teach him a lesson, but unexpectedly he pushed me to use my full strength.

Akaza concentrated his mind, put his hands in front of him, got into a stance, started defensive counterattack mode, and waited for his chance to strike.

Yoshioka was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

I didn't expect the brass knuckles to be so powerful that it forced the muscular girl to defend herself.

"Hey, I don't want to hit a woman. Kneel down and beg for mercy. I can let you go."

"Stop talking nonsense. I think you are a fool. If you apologize to me, I can forgive you for smashing the store."

In fact, the ramen restaurant was insured, and the pots and pans they smashed were not worth much.

Akaza came here just to vent his anger.

"Apologize?" Somehow, Yoshioka's expression suddenly changed, his face became gloomy, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

Akaza was still wondering why his reaction was so big.

Yoshioka suddenly stepped forward, his speed was totally different from before or even just now.

A right straight punch was swung, and Akaza seized the opportunity to dodge the attack. The fist passed along his waist, and he pressed his shoulder with one hand and pulled his right arm with the other, twisting it back and going around behind him, locking him tightly.

Finally, I pushed his back with my shoulder and pressed his entire body against the wall.

Shirakawa was so excited watching from behind, this move was very similar to the one he used to subdue Akiyama at karaoke.

The movements are smoother, more standardized and more powerful.

So handsome.

This time Yoshioka probably won't be able to break free.

At this moment, Yoshioka roared angrily.

The sound echoed in the alley, and Yoshioka kicked the wall in front of him hard, and Akaza and Yoshioka's bodies were ejected together.

The solid cement wall was inlaid with shallow shoe prints.

Akaza had never encountered such a situation. He managed to steady himself with great difficulty, but Yoshioka shook himself free with great force.

He turned around and kicked, hitting Akaza right in the thigh.

click!

A crisp sound similar to that of wood breaking.

His thigh was obviously broken, and his calf hung loosely.

"Ah!" Akaza screamed and jumped a few times on one leg.

He quickly grabbed the trash can in the alley and managed to stand firmly.

Baichuan was also stunned. He watched as the invincible Akaza was kicked into such an embarrassing state with just one kick.

Shirakawa quickly turned on his phone and sent a message to Miike.

"I'm in the alley behind the school. It's an emergency. Call the police!"

Shirakawa never expected that Akaza-san could lose so badly.

Yoshioka slowly approached, his anger growing: "You want me to apologize, right, huh?"

Akaza leaned against the trash can, holding her thigh, the injured area had begun to turn purple rapidly.

Shirakawa sent another message to Miike.

"Call an ambulance, quickly."

How to do?How to do?

I definitely can’t beat Yoshioka now.

Wait, the police?

At this time, Yoshioka's eyes were ferocious and he raised his fist high, as if he was going to execute Akaza.

In this situation, we have no choice but to take action!

"Wait!" Baichuan, wearing a mask, rushed out from the corner and shouted.

134. Who is the real clown?

"Who!" Yoshioka turned his head and saw an ordinary boy wearing a chuunibyou mask and the uniform of Chenghuang High School.

Isn't this the boy who came to my classroom to ask about me?

Why is he here?

"I am Brave B!" Baichuan replied.

"It's you!"

Only when Shirakawa calls out the name of Brave B will Yoshioka remember the masked man from the last incident.

The two images then overlapped.

Of course, he had been pretending to be stupid in the classroom before, pretending not to know the name of Brave B.

Thinking back on that time, I was in such a mess, as if I had been tricked by that stinky woman named Xinggong Xi. I had to keep begging and struggling desperately, and only then did I manage to escape when Xinggong Lin was not paying attention.

As a result, he has recently been afraid to go out on the street wearing brass knuckles to “transform”.

"Are you from Chenghuang Middle School?" Yoshioka asked, looking at Shirakawa's school uniform.

"Yes."

"You are studying at Chenghuang Middle School, don't you know the reputation of the great Yoshioka? Get out of here now."

"This is just a nobody, not even worthy of my attention."

"Nobody, hahahahahahaha, well, after I've dealt with her, I'll come and deal with you."

There are priorities.

Yoshioka planned to beat the woman in front of him and then deal with the man.

Shirakawa took a ball of dirty tissue paper from another trash can nearby and threw it at Yoshioka's face.

"I've already said wait."

The ball of tissue paper was sticky and it looked like it was stained with something, which made Okada feel nauseous.

"You! You are looking for death!"

"Wait, don't be impatient. I can't beat you. Let's talk reason first." Baichuan was using rhetoric to delay time.

"What's the point?"

"Did you bring people to smash up the ramen restaurant yesterday?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yoshioka thought he had a sure win, so he wanted to see what tricks this "clown" wearing a Chuunibyou mask could play.

While they were chatting, the uninjured bad guys helped the group of bad guys who were beaten by Chizuo to leave quickly.

They didn't want to stay in such a place any longer. It was the first time they saw the boss being so ferocious, and the muscular girl had her bones broken. They were also afraid of "taking responsibility", so those who should leave left and those who should dispersed dispersed.

"Why did you smash up someone else's ramen shop?"

"Of course it's because that fat pig Nikaidou beat up all my brothers, and I'm going to get revenge."

When he heard someone calling his cousin a fat pig, Akazu wanted to stand up and resist, but his body wouldn't allow it.

She clenched her teeth, the intense pain making her break out in a cold sweat.

It's nothing but pain, and my calves have completely lost all feeling.

Baichuan continued to stall for time here: "Then why was your little brother beaten?"

"Because my little brother was causing trouble in their ramen restaurant."

"Why is your little brother causing trouble at the ramen shop?"