Tokyo: Love Begins with Controlling the Rich Girl

During the standoff, the atmosphere was almost frozen.

Just then, footsteps suddenly came from outside the office.

The hard soles of the shoes made a "click-clack" sound when they stepped on the ground, as if stepping into the heart of everyone.

Shimada Sho remained focused on his movements, completely absorbed.

Owada Heavy Industries' expression changed instantly.

The composure on his face vanished, replaced by a look of utter fear.

He walked quickly to the office door, stood up straight, and waited quietly.

At the corner of the stairs, four tall, well-dressed bodyguards appeared first.

With something clipped to their waists, they arrived outside the office with expressionless faces and stood in two rows.

Then, a figure in high heels walked slowly from the corner of the stairs.

The figure wore a well-tailored suit jacket draped over his shoulders, a white shirt underneath, and a thin black tie at the collar.

Her short hair just covered her ears, revealing sections of her fair neck.

When Shimada Sho saw this woman whose eyes and brows exuded a heroic air, and whose youthful face couldn't be hidden even in a suit, his pupils instinctively contracted.

He had just met this woman yesterday.

Kiryu Kazuyo.

The bodyguard that Mrs. Kamishiro hired for her daughter.

She sat next to Lady Kamishiro when we first met, answering every question with a docile, cat-like demeanor.

But at this moment, it was clearly not so docile.

His identity is no longer that of a bodyguard.

She walked calmly towards the office, her expression remaining unchanged as she passed the chaotic battlefield outside.

They couldn't even be bothered to glance at it.

Only when she reached the office door did she gently lift her beautiful almond-shaped eyes.

"Ms. Kiryu, I'm so sorry to have disturbed you."

Upon the girl's arrival, Owada Heavy Industries immediately went to greet her and bowed in apology.

His attitude was completely different from before, as if he were a different person.

"What's going on?" Kiryu Ichiyo asked without turning his head, his gaze sweeping across the office.

Owada Heavy Industries quickly explained, "It's about the contract. Someone wants to get involved with that land."

"Someone's there?" Kiryu Kazuya's gaze passed over his shoulder and landed on Shimada Sho behind the desk. "Him?"

“Yes.” Owada Heavy Industries responded in a low voice, “His name is Shimada Sho. He’s a high school student who owed us money before. I don’t know where he learned to fight. He beat up my people and now he wants that piece of land.”

As Kiryu Kazuya listened to his narration, his gaze shifted from Shimada Sho to the messy scene in the office.

The desk was dented by Takashi Owada's head, and the water dispenser was overturned, spilling water all over the floor.

Takashi Owada huddled in his chair, clutching his bloodied hand, his face deathly pale.

After scanning the area, her gaze returned to Owada Heavy Industries.

"Owada."

"exist."

"If you and your son can't even handle this small matter, I'm afraid the organization will have to reconsider your application to return to the department."

Upon hearing this, Owada Heavy Industries trembled. "I'm very sorry, Ms. Kiryu, we didn't expect this either..."

I don't want to hear the reasons.

Owada Heavy Industries immediately shut up.

At that moment, Kiryu Ichiyo's gaze fell on Shimada Sho.

Shimada Sho was also looking at her.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

In the deathly silence, Kiryu Ichiyo opened his mouth and asked, "That land belongs to the Sumiyoshi-kai. What right do you have to take it?"

Meeting her scrutinizing gaze, Shimada Sho felt inexplicably strange.

Originally prepared to fight to the death, they stormed into the Ōwada-gumi's lair with resentment.

The worst-case scenario was that both sides would perish.

The girl who suddenly barged in, the so-called distinguished guest mentioned by Owada Heavy Industries, turned out to be the bodyguard that the young lady had booked.

If all goes well, we'll be attending the same school next week.

This feeling... is absurd.

So much so that Shimada Sho forgot about his surroundings.

Upon seeing her serious expression, he smiled slightly and said, "So what if I'm handsome?"

Chapter 114 Hitting a Woman

quiet!

When Shimada Sho uttered his somewhat frivolous words, the office fell silent instantly.

Takashi Owada, who was pinned beneath him, twitched his eyebrows violently.

Owada Heavy Industries thought they had misheard.

The expressions of the bodyguards behind him immediately turned strange.

No matter how tense things had been before, they all looked at Shimada Sho as if they had seen a ghost.

In this deathly silence, Kiryu Ichiyo's usually indifferent face showed a change in expression.

She narrowed her eyes and stared coldly at Shimada Sho.

After a moment, her bright red lips parted slightly, uttering cold words: "Send your men."

The words were addressed to Owada Heavy Industries.

“But, Long…” He paused for a moment, somewhat hesitant.

Kiryu Ichiyo suddenly turned his head. "Do I need to repeat myself a second time?"

"Yes, sir!" Owada Heavy Industries dared not waste any more words and hurriedly waved his hand, "Take him down!"

Upon receiving the order, the two bodyguards immediately stepped forward.

At the same time, seven or eight more bodyguards in black rushed into the corridor.

These people were all wearing matching black suits, and were on a completely different level from the scumbags from before.

Each of them was burly and had a steady gaze; they were clearly well-trained.

Ten people completely blocked the office entrance.

"Young Miss, do you want her dead or alive?" Having decided to take action, Owada Heavy Industries had no more hesitation and asked respectfully.

Kiryu Ichiyo leaned against the wall with his arms crossed, saying lightly, "Just don't kill him."

Following orders, the bodyguards slowly dispersed and surrounded Shimada Sho.

Seeing this, Shimada Sho released Owada Takashi and stretched his wrists.

He had absolute confidence as long as he didn't use a gun.

Even though the dozen or so people in front of me were well-positioned and coordinated, they were clearly professionally trained.

He glanced one last time at Kiryu Ichiyo, who was staring at him indifferently.

He took a deep breath, and before the other party could make a move, he sprang up.

Before the first person could react, Shimada Sho's knee had already pierced his abdomen.

The immense impact caused him to arch his back, and Shimada Sho followed up with an elbow strike to the back of his head, knocking him unconscious.

The second and third people made their moves at the same time.

One on the left, one on the right, working in perfect harmony.

A straight punch from the left aimed at the face, a low sweeping kick to the knee from the right.

Shimada Sho didn't dodge, taking the low sweep head-on. Despite the sharp pain in his calf, he reached out his right hand, grabbed the wrist of the person on his left, and twisted it sharply.

The joint lock was activated, and the man's arm bent at an abnormal angle, causing him to scream and fall to his knees.

The man on the right had already kicked him a second time, aiming straight for his temple.

Shimada Sho raised his arm to block.

boom.

The immense impact caused him to slide half a step to the side.

My arm is numb, and my bones feel like they're about to break.

He didn't give the opponent a chance to make a third kick.

Taking advantage of the gap in the parry, he stepped into the opponent's inner circle and slammed a headbutt hard into the opponent's face.

The sound of the bridge of the nose breaking.

The man collapsed, his face covered in blood.

A fourth person pounced on him from behind, his arms tightening around his neck like iron hoops.

Shimada Sho felt his breath being cut off instantly, his carotid artery being compressed, and his vision starting to go black.

He didn't struggle. Instead, he suddenly leaned back, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

As he fell, he slammed the back of his head into the other person's nose.

A muffled groan came from behind, and the arm that was gripping his neck loosened for a moment.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shimada Sho broke free, turned around, and slammed his elbow into the opponent's temple.

The man immediately fainted.

The fifth person, the sixth person, the seventh person...

Shimada Sho unleashed every expert-level joint lock technique he knew, launching a fierce attack.

At the same time, the bodyguards were also raining blows on him.

My cheek was grazed by a punch, my ribs were hit by a knee, and my left little finger was dislocated at some point, bent at an abnormal angle.

Shimada Sho completely forgot how many blows he had taken.

Fueled by adrenaline, he attacked relentlessly, striving to injure or cripple his opponent.

On the contrary, the bodyguards were hesitant to act for fear of killing Shimada Sho.

As a result, more and more people fell ill.

From afar, Owada Heavy Industries watched with trepidation.

The bodyguards who didn't go up also had expressions of utter astonishment on their faces.

I can hardly believe that such terrifying fighting power could be possessed by a teenage high school student.

They knew that without weapons, they could never be a match for the boy.

At the scene, only Kiryu Ichiyo remained calm.

She watched the battle unfold with a blank expression until three minutes later...

All the bodyguards on the field were taken down, leaving only one who was still capable of fighting.

Perhaps because he was caught up in the fight, he forgot to ask for a short knife to be drawn from behind him.

The blade gleamed with a deadly cold light.

Ignoring the flashing blade, Shimada Sho looked down at his already wounded body.

My left little finger was dislocated, the back of my right hand was lacerated, and my lip was also cut.