Redeem the fallen girls, but they come after you

No one replied to him.

"Shirakawa, little brother Shirakawa, don't be a coward. Don't you want to fight one-on-one? Come and play with big brother!" Yoshioka continued to shout.

"Oh, the stage play this morning was really good. Oh, by the way." Yoshioka recalled that these women had appeared in stage plays and acted with Shirakawa. "Hey, hey, are these girls your good friends or girlfriends? Are they pretty?"

The voice echoed in the open space in front of the teaching building, but still no one answered.

"Oh, what a shame." Yoshioka shook his head. "In that case, let's go home."

Yoshioka made another gesture, and the delinquents were about to drag away Nikaidou, who had fallen to the ground, and Fukada, who was so scared that he could hardly stand.

I plan to pull it to an abandoned factory or some hidden place to have fun.

"and many more!"

A shout cut through the night.

The source of the sound seems to be from the teaching building.

The students looked towards the teaching building and saw a man standing on the railing at the window of the infirmary on the third floor.

The teaching building was dark, with only the lights on in the student union office, so it was impossible to see what the man looked like.

The man took a step forward, his whole body in free fall. The moment he landed, he bent one leg to cushion the impact and landed steadily on the ground.

That was the third floor. How could he jump from such a high place and still be unharmed?

The man walked forward slowly, and the other students consciously made way for him.

Those who were close had already begun to discover the man’s true identity.

Until the blazing bonfire illuminated the man's face.

It's Shirakawa.

He glanced at the girls lying on the ground.

He actually smiled.

It was the kind of smile that was so angry that it was almost twisted, and it was the kind of smile that was filled with regret and shame for not being able to protect everyone.

"Good evening, Yoshioka. I heard you were looking for me?"

Baichuan's hands began to tremble because of his rage.

"Shirakawa? Shirakawa? You really came, hahahaha!" Yoshioka was laughing wildly, "This night is so perfect, Shirakawa is here too, oh no, welcome to the brave B." Yoshioka was still joking, not taking Shirakawa seriously at all.

"How do you know my identity?"

"That's all thanks to Fukada-senpai. Also, this plan was also made by Fukada."

Shirakawa glanced at Fukada.

Just this one glance frightened Fukada so much that he lost his wits and fell to his knees on the ground.

"I'll deal with her later," Shirakawa looked at Yoshioka and cracked his joints, making a creaking sound.

Yoshioka approached with a smirk on his face, "Yes, there are accounts to be settled, but unfortunately I don't have an account book."

"Do you think you're funny?"

Yoshioka did not reply, but suddenly jumped up and punched Shirakawa in the face when he was not prepared.

Unexpectedly, the next second, he put away his playful smile.

Baichuan opened his palm and blocked the punch firmly.

No, that's impossible. I'm wearing brass knuckles. How could I be blocked by him?

"I'll say it again." Shirakawa pushed with such force that Yoshioka took several steps back.

"Do you think you're funny?"

276. The Insidious Yoshioka

The bonfire emitted an orange-red glow, illuminating the dark night.

The students and faculty, Jackie and Ako, Midu's family, Miike and Akaza, everyone in front of the bonfire, watched the scene in front of them with bated breath, filled with shock.

The boss who swept through dozens of delinquents unexpectedly caught his punch with ease, not to mention that Yoshioka was wearing the brass skull brass knuckles.

Can human flesh and blood withstand the impact of metal?

No one had ever thought that the thin and frail Shirakawa from Yasasi could burst out with such powerful strength.

Everyone looked at him with admiration.

She walked in front of the girls and said ashamedly, "I'm sorry, I'm late. Don't worry, I will protect you all."

Shirakawa said, turning around to fight Yoshioka.

Kana grabbed Baichuan's wrist and said, "Shirakawa-kun, don't force yourself. You must protect yourself."

"Don't worry, Auntie, just take good care of them," Baichuan gave a thumbs up, "I'm very strong."

Fortunately, things had not yet reached an irreversible point. Except for the eldest sister who was seriously injured and fell to the side unable to get up, everyone else only had minor skin injuries.

In fact, most of the blame for Shirakawa's late arrival should be blamed on Cecilia. Whether it was the moaning, the collision, or even the ethereal sound, they were all too loud, completely covering up the noise outside. In addition, Shirakawa never expected that Yoshioka and the others would take action in advance, so he failed to protect the girls and caused them to get hurt.

Strictly speaking, Shirakawa was also largely responsible. This Cecia was simply an unprecedented celebrity, and their bodies were too compatible, causing Shirakawa to become obsessed with her and forget about everything else...

"Hey, hey, hey! You keep chatting non-stop and you really don't take me seriously!" Yoshioka felt that he was being looked down upon, so he clenched his fists again, stepped forward, and swung them fiercely at Shirakawa's head.

A series of attack actions are completed in milliseconds.

Baichuan tilted his head and dodged it lightly.

And he dodged it just right, so Yoshioka could feel his hand brushing against Shirakawa's cheek.

Exactly.

Without waiting for Yoshioka to react, Shirakawa raised his leg and knee and kicked sideways, heading straight for Yoshioka's lower abdomen.

The speed was so fast that an afterimage appeared in the air.

Yoshioka jumped back hard and barely avoided it, and cold sweat began to appear on his forehead.

If the first attack was blocked by Shirakawa by chance, then the simple back-and-forth fight in the second attack made Yoshioka clearly realize that Shirakawa was no ordinary person.

Is this still the same Brave B? The Brave B who was trembling against the wall by himself, using conspiracy and trickery to play with his stinky rat?

Also, how could such a frail body of his burst out with such powerful strength?

All kinds of doubts flashed through my mind.

No, something's wrong.

Yoshioka took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and sorted out his thoughts.

This guy must have super powers because of something weird, just like his brass knuckles.

That's the only explanation.

We can't attack rashly. We have to find a way to test his strength and deplete his energy.

"You guys, come on!" Yoshioka pointed at the three scarred men standing aside.

The three of them looked at each other. This was a good opportunity to show their courtesy in front of the boss. Without thinking too much, they rushed straight towards Baichuan with weapons in their hands.

The first one to come up was the yellow-haired guy. He came close with a metal baseball in his hand, raised the bat high and chopped it from top to bottom, but Shirakawa dodged it by turning sideways.

His movements were too slow, like a bronze rookie running into a King's game. Both his strength and speed were far inferior to Yoshioka's.

The baseball bat hit the ground heavily. Baichuan stepped on it hard and the metal baseball bat slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground. Then he turned around and punched the yellow-haired man in the chest, knocking him to the ground without any chance of success.

The guy followed closely behind, took out a folding knife from his waist, swung it, and stabbed it hard into Baichuan's lower abdomen.

Baichuan grabbed the wrist holding the knife with one hand and grabbed his collar with the other hand, lifted him up, pulled him hard, and pushed his forehead forward against Feijitou's forehead, knocking him unconscious.

The movements are clean and neat, without any delay.

The remaining scarred man was terrified when he saw this. His mind was in a mess and he wanted to attack Baichuan, but he didn't know where to start.

Of course Baichuan would not give him any chance to resist. He stepped forward, grabbed his shoulders and threw him to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, three bad guys with medium combat power fell to the ground with weapons in hand.

"Hurry up, hurry up." Yoshioka shouted and directed others to come forward.

But these bad guys were not fools. After seeing Baichuan and the boss fighting back and forth, and then seeing that he could easily knock down the three men, they began to hesitate and dared not move forward.

No one wants to be the one who dies.

The students around saw Baichuan fighting again and were all stunned.

He won the best actor award in the stage play and was even fought over by two girls on the quiz stage. Shirakawa stole the limelight throughout the entire school festival.

Now he can even beat the bad guys, and he is not at a disadvantage even when facing the boss of Chenghuang Middle School.

She has excellent acting skills, a gentle personality, strong fighting skills, and a half-succubus physique.

Girls who already had a good impression of Shirakawa became even more obsessed with her, and girls who had no feelings for Shirakawa also became slightly interested in her.

The boy did not feel jealous. Instead, he admired Shirakawa from the bottom of his heart and thought that Shirakawa was a real man.

So far, Shirakawa has raised the favorability of all students in Sakuradate High School to a very high level.

But Baichuan didn't care about these. He glanced at the big sister lying on the side. Her short yellow hair was soaked with blood, and her clothes were tattered and covered with dust. She fell to the ground, exhausted.

He couldn't bear it, he had to make Yoshioka pay the price, an extremely cruel price, and return double the pain that the big sister had suffered.

Shirakawa took a sprint and approached Yoshioka at an extremely fast speed, then gave a flying kick.

There was no time to dodge, and the kick landed solidly on Yoshioka's face. The ugly face that always mocked and ridiculed others was distorted by Shirakawa's kick.

It hurts, it hurts!

This was the first time since Yoshioka's transformation that he had suffered such a powerful attack and felt such intense pain.

He could feel the long-awaited surge of adrenaline, and his body began to feel hot.

Yoshioka knew that if he lost here, if he was knocked down head-on by this man, he would lose everything he had, including the women, wealth, supporters and respect of the bad guys. He wouldn't even have a chance to transform himself, as he would be caught by the police and sent to a juvenile detention center.

He was unwilling to accept this. He had become accustomed to this leisurely and free life where he could do whatever he wanted, this kind of hard work where he could order others around. He did not want to go back to being the weak, sickly, and humble boy who was at the mercy of others.

Being bullied by those bad guys, he knelt on the ground. Even though he had done nothing, he kept saying sorry and apologizing over and over again.

He had to win, he had to win.

Veins bulged on his sturdy arms, his face was flushed, and his body was emitting red steam. He clenched his fists, and his skull knuckles touched each other, making a sharp sound, which made him look more domineering.

He wanted to extract all the strength in his body and defeat the man in front of him.

He stepped hard, creating a small depression on the playground, and rushed towards Baichuan like a madman with the force of thunder.

Punching, elbowing, kicking, kneeing, scratching, tickling, and even biting.

He used all his strength and launched a fierce attack on Shirakawa like a torrential rain.

He held back no effort in every blow, and the power of each blow was enough to kill a normal person.

However, Baichuan still smiled, and the lustful power purified by Cecia kept flowing in his body.

Twisting and turning, dodging nimbly.

It's like a bullfighter in the arena using his red cape to tease and toy with the mad black bull.

He found the right opportunity, and when Yoshioka pounced on him, he jumped high and grabbed Yoshioka's wrist.

The moment he landed, he took a big step forward, came behind Yoshioka and kicked him hard in the knee.

Yoshioka knelt on one knee in pain, and Shirakawa twisted his joints and locked them.

"Remember the elder sister whose leg you broke? I learned this move from her."

Yoshioka shook his body and struggled.

"Ah, why don't you dare to speak? Weren't you very eloquent just now?" Baichuan smiled jokingly.

"You, what kind of power did you use? How could you possibly defeat me?!"