Do You Love Your Bro or Gold?

Before the man could even scream, Fushimi Makoto punched him in the chin, sending him back into a deep, infantile sleep.

Nakano Ichika tugged at Yukino's sleeve, excitedly saying, "I want to learn this!"

Yukino rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. "I still want to learn."

Chapter 291 Brotherhood or Gold?

A fight suddenly broke out by the lake, which could have easily caused panic.

But at this moment, the lakeside was unusually quiet.

Whether it was the fishermen or the children standing there in a daze, no one screamed, and no one ran away in fear.

After the second thug was easily taken down by Fushimi Makoto, even the children realized one thing: this person makes me feel safe!

Yukino and Nakano Ichika, in particular, felt incredibly safe.

The group of anglers stopped staring at their fishing rods and secretly picked up their phones to turn on the camera.

Fishing is nowhere near as fun as eating watermelons.

The passersby were enjoying the show, while the remaining five thugs trembled with fear.

Logically speaking, they had an absolute advantage in numbers. Fushimi Makoto was only one person, and he was with two girls. Even if his companion was knocked down, they could still swarm him under normal circumstances.

The problem is that the current situation is not normal.

Fushimi Makoto's move was too decisive and too ruthless.

The two thugs didn't even last a second after Fushimi Makoto; they both passed out.

The thugs had never seen anything like this before. They usually bullied others because they were outnumbered, and would just throw wild punches or kick them.

Fushimi Makoto's decisive and ruthless style immediately stunned them.

They were furious and wanted to beat Fushimi Makoto up, but they were also afraid of ending up like their companions, suffering from insomnia on the spot.

After a long silence, the same young man with red hair finally shouted, albeit with a weak voice, "You bastard, do you even know we're from the Inagawa-kai?"

I've heard of that name Fushimi Makoto; it's a very famous yakuza organization.

But he sensed the little red-haired boy's guilty and frightened expression. "You're lying."

Little Red Hair was immediately choked.

He was obviously impersonating someone, but he hadn't expected Fushimi Makoto's answer to be like this.

Now he's in a difficult situation.

Although the other party was impersonating a well-known yakuza organization, Fushimi Makoto didn't want to waste any more time on these people. He immediately pointed to the two lying on the ground. "Help them up, I'll go with you to take a look."

"Huh?" The remaining five people were stunned.

They thought there was something wrong with their ears.

"Fushimi!"

Yukino's expression hardened, and she couldn't help but shout out.

She had already figured out Fushimi Makoto's thoughts.

Nakano Ichika also looked worried.

Fushimi Makoto smiled at them, "I know what you want to say, don't worry."

He added, "Remember when I talked about sliding tackles? Actually, my sliding tackles are really good."

Yukino was both annoyed and amused. "What kind of time is this for you to still be sliding tackles?"

However, the Fushimi Makoto can still joke around at this moment means that he can indeed solve all problems.

Feeling completely safe, Nakano Ichika saw that Yukino was still hesitating and thought for a moment before saying, "How about this, I'll go with Makoto, and you go back and inform the elders. If things go wrong, I can also call the police for you."

Yukino paused, glanced at the composed Fushimi Makoto, and understood that he was determined to resolve everything at once. She reluctantly nodded and said, "Okay."

After saying that, she left quickly.

Seeing that Fushimi Makoto didn't seem to be joking, the group of thugs tentatively helped their companion up. Once they were Fushimi Makoto really didn't intend to attack, the red-haired thug feigned composure and asked, "You really want to come with us?"

"No?" Fushimi Makoto retorted.

"Okay, you can decide for yourself!"

Several thugs helped their companions walk ahead, exchanging glances.

They've decided that they'll send messages to the others on the way, and when Fushimi Makoto arrives, they'll give him a good beating.

As for the girl's suggestion to call the police, they didn't seem to care.

For petty thugs like them who have nothing better to do all day, going to the police station is like going home.

If they can Fushimi Makoto, they'll have regained the face they lost today.

"Makoto, should I call the police on the way?" Nakano Ichika asked quietly beside Fushimi Makoto.

"No need." Fushimi Makoto gave her a reassuring look.

Nakano Ichika hesitated for a few seconds, but couldn't help asking, "You're always so calm, why did you insist on going with them today?"

Fushimi Makoto glanced at the group of figures walking ahead. "They've probably finally got a chance to experiment, and I want to recreate the famous scene of Master Broken Water Flow taking on a hundred enemies single-handedly."

Master Broken Water Flow?

Who is that?

Is he Makoto's friend?

Nakano Ichika didn't understand at all.

But the sense of security that Fushimi Makoto exuded completely put her at ease.

On the other side.

Yukino called her mother on her way home.

She explained the situation in the shortest amount of time possible.

"Wait for us at the villa entrance, we'll be right back!" Mrs. Yukinoshita replied immediately.

About ten minutes later, everyone gathered at the villa entrance.

Seeing the worry on Nino and the others' faces, Yukino said, "Don't worry, Fushimi may say silly things, but he never does anything silly."

Although Yukino seems reliable, Nino and the others still can't put their minds at ease.

Mrs. Yukinoshita very calm. "Have Ichika send me the address, and we'll head over now."

Yukino as instructed.

Nakano Ichika replied to the message quickly.

After reading it, Yukino breathed a sigh of relief, "She said Fushimi is perfectly fine, but... the scene is a bit chaotic, so we should hurry over and watch the show."

As she continued talking, a look of doubt appeared on Yukino's delicate face.

"Chaos? Watching a show?"

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

However, since Fushimi Makoto is alright, they can set off without worry.

The address that Nakano Ichika sent was for a nearby bar.

It's daytime now, so the bar is naturally not open.

When Yukino and her group arrived, Nakano Ichika specially met them through the back door.

"You're here? Don't worry, Makoto is really not hurt, his clothes are just a little dirty."

When Nakano Ichika speaks, it's obvious to anyone that she's very excited.

Mrs. Yukinoshita looked puzzled, but she was more concerned about something else. "What's the situation inside now?"

"Well, I don't know how to describe it to you, anyway... it's pretty funny. In short, you'll be so surprised you won't be able to move when you see it," Nakano Ichika said.

"Funny?"

Even Mrs. Yukinoshita had a question mark above her head this time.

Knowing that Fushimi Makoto was alright, Sawamura Sayuri finally smiled, "Ichika, you're exaggerating a bit. What haven't Ms. Yukinoshita and I seen?"

As Nakano Ichika led the group into the bar through the back door, they walked through a dimly lit corridor and finally arrived at the main hall.

Then Mrs. Yukinoshita and the others stood there, stunned.

At this moment, many tables in the bar were overturned, and there were many broken bottles on the ground. The floor was wet with alcohol, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of alcohol.

In the very center of the bar, a group of young people with bruised and swollen faces knelt in two neat rows. There seemed to be more than twenty of them. They couldn't hide the fear on their faces. They were all kneeling on the ground with their hands behind their heads, looking extremely disheveled.

Fushimi Makoto then stood before them and asked, "Do you love your brothers or your gold?"

"I love my brothers!" they shouted, their voices trembling.

Fushimi Makoto: "Good, very energetic."

Nakano Ichika chuckled excitedly.

She had clearly already witnessed this scene.

Yukino and the others were completely dumbfounded.

"What's going on? Is Fushimi giving them special training?" Eriri Spencer Sawamura muttered, completely bewildered.

Yukino's expression was very complicated.

I felt like laughing, but also had a headache.

Finally, she muttered, "This guy's up to no good again."

Sawamura Sayuri and Mrs. Yukinoshita exchanged a glance, and the former asked in a low voice, "Have you ever seen this scene before?"

Mrs. Yukinoshita shook her head.

We've never seen anything like this before.

Fushimi Makoto knew they were full of questions, so he ignored the group of thugs he had beaten up and said, "Let's go back and talk as we walk."

"Good."

As the group left the bar, Fushimi Makoto, meeting everyone's eager gazes, briefly explained, "They are indeed yakuza members, but just a small, unknown gang with only two bars under their control. They originally intended to call in reinforcements to teach me a lesson, so they didn't inform their boss."

"And then you single-handedly defeated them all?" Nakano Nino's breathing quickened, her small face filled with admiration and excitement.

Fushimi Makoto nodded. "That's right."

"How is that possible? I just counted, there are at least twenty of them," Mrs. Yukinoshita couldn't help but say.

Fushimi Makoto: "It's because there were only twenty of them that I was able to take them all down."

Yukino instinctively replied, "So your limit is one against twenty?"

This is already quite an extraordinary thing.

Everyone present was deeply shocked by Yukino's words.

However, Fushimi Makoto said, "What I mean is, if they have more people, I'll probably move on to the second stage."

"Phase Two?"

"It means I'll play even more enthusiastically."

"???"

Back at the villa, Yukino examined Fushimi Makoto and, after confirming that he was indeed unharmed, everyone relaxed.

Fushimi Makoto went back to his room first, Mrs. Yukinoshita called the others to go to their rooms on the second floor.

As soon as the door closed, Sawamura Sayuri, who had been holding back for so long, immediately grabbed Nakano Ichika's hand, her beautiful eyes filled with excitement. "Ichika, tell us what exactly happened!"

Nakano Ichika was equally excited. "I don't know how to describe it to you. After Makoto arrived there, before those people even had a chance to say a few words, he started attacking."

"And then?" Nakano Nino asked, her eyes wide with anticipation.

"And then... Makoto's movements were incredibly fast. I honestly didn't see how he made his move. He took down someone almost every second. If I had to describe it in one sentence, it would be... Makoto takes down a kid with one punch."

In the end, Nakano Ichika couldn't help but burst out laughing.