Remember, the driver, Keiji, had originally intended to follow Bucky. But when Bucky told him to go ahead and meet up with his men, a large group of plainclothes officers suddenly appeared.
At the time, Bucky had no chance to worry about Keiji and hurriedly slipped away on his own.
After that, one thing after another happened. If they hadn't run into each other here today, Bucky probably would have completely forgotten about him.
Bucky had basically forgotten the promises he'd made to Keiji, but he certainly remembered the strong impression left by the man's words: "My boss, Bucky!"
"Get lost. Do you want to die?" The heavily tattooed young man was holding an iron pipe and slapping it against his palm as he walked up to Bucky.
"Heh. Is this how punks these days act? You're far worse than the ones from back then." Bucky sighed. "I really wonder how your boss taught you."
"I'm the boss." The young man sneered. "Looks like you're here to cause trouble... Do you know this guy? He stole money from me, so I taught him a lesson. Do you have a problem with that?"
"You've already beaten him. Let this matter end here." Bucky said calmly, "Friend, do me a favor. We're all in the same line of work. We'll be seeing each other often, and maybe we'll even end up working together someday."
"Then I'll make you lower your head to see me!" With that, the vicious young man swung the iron pipe in his hand. "Damn it, how dare you act tough in front of me!"
Unexpectedly, Bucky easily caught the menacing iron pipe and took it into his hand. The vicious young man froze, then tried with all his strength to pull his weapon back, only to discover that