Chapter 31
Night fell.
The neon lights of the city dispelled the darkness and bloomed with colorful brilliance.
However, even in this bustling cherry blossom city, the more dazzling the lights were, the more unknown things were hidden in the darkness.
In a boxing gym, a brutal beating was taking place.
Bang!
A red-haired man threw the unconscious boxer away like trash.
As far as the eye could see, the entire ring was filled with unconscious boxers. Their bodies were covered in wounds, as if they had been treated inhumanely.
The red-haired man, who was exuding a lion-like aura, had a smile on his face. His face, neck, and clothes were covered in blood.
There was not a single drop of blood here that belonged to him.
The red-haired man jumped down from the ring. The only middle-aged man who was still standing was wearing sportswear and glasses. His face was filled with panic. When he saw the red-haired man jump down, he quickly picked up his phone and called the police.
"Hey…hey! The police station?"
Hidema Yujiro was calm and even had a calm smile on his face as he said,"What do you want? Call the police?"
"Isn't this a dojo? Or are you trying to say that your restaurant was smashed?”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He hesitated to call the police.
"Hello…Hello…What's the matter?" The other end of the phone kept asking.
The middle-aged man's expression was uncertain. He wanted to tell the police that many people had been injured here, but he was worried that the dojo would be affected if word got out.
" Hehe..." Phomma Yujiro showed a disdainful expression." Do you want to be interviewed by the media?"”
After saying that, Fan Ma Yujiro left the dojo leisurely. His expression was as if he had just eaten food, with a little satisfaction.
"Calm down and say it. Don't be afraid." The other end of the phone was still asking.
The middle-aged man thought of the boxing match that his dojo was about to start. If bad news spread at this time, it might really affect their future.
Finally, the middle-aged man put down the phone in his hand.
……
Taking Strehl's car, Phomma Yujiro returned to Sakura City Hotel.
Before the match with Yudi, Phomma Yongjiro would go to some dojos every day to challenge them to ease his killing instinct.
Therefore, every night, there would be a lucky 'audience' that he visited.
At the dining table in the hotel, Pham Ma Yujiro was gorging himself on luxurious delicacies.
Kobe steak, Australian lobster, foie gras, and chicken drumsticks were almost all the most expensive and nutritious ingredients. It didn't take long for him to finish all the food for nearly ten people.
The two waiters beside him were stunned. After Phomma Yujiro finished eating, he wiped his mouth and said,"Keep them all."
" Uh…" A waiter stammered.
Hidema Yujiro looked at him, and the waiter suddenly felt as if he was being watched by the top of the food chain. His face turned pale and he quickly said,"Someone just called to ask if someone called Fan Ma lives here.”
"Who called?" asked Hidema Yujiro.”
"This…this…when I was about to ask him, he hung up.”The emissary stuttered as his legs went weak from the fear of Phiona Yujiro's gaze.
When he heard that he didn't know who it was, Fan Ma Yong Jiro lost interest.
He got up and left the dining table. He returned to his room and said,""I'm going to sleep. Don't disturb me."
The emissary hurriedly bowed 90 degrees, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead as he said,"Hey! Yes, sir!"
Pa!
The door closed.
At this moment, another attendant whispered,""Hey, who is this kid? This was food for 10 people.”
Because Honema Yujiro's skin looked too young, the waiter misunderstood that he was not old. In fact, Honema Yujiro was already around 40 years old at this time. (Ezhu Zhuze was about 35 years old when she died. Even if Hidema Yujiro was two years older or younger than Ezhu Zhuze, he would only be around 40 years old. The difference was not big.)
"Shut up! Don't you know who he is?" The attendant at the side hurriedly called out in a low voice.
Seeing how afraid Senior was, the envoy didn't dare to speak.
In the room, under the dim light, Fan Ma Yujiro lay on the bed and slept quietly.
A dream gradually appeared in his mind. In the dream, he pierced his opponent's eyes, cut off his opponent's ears, and broke their ribs. In short, all his opponents were destroyed by him with violence, and blood dyed everything red.
This wanton killing caused a joyful smile to appear on Phomma Yujiro's face, like a child dreaming of a lollipop cake.
Suddenly, he seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.
Traces of a ferocious aura slowly spread out from the door, waking him up from his sleep.
He opened the bedroom door and looked at the metal anti-theft door. The evil aura was coming in from outside the door.
A playful smile appeared on Hidema Yujiro's face."Hehe, other than the foolish and unparalleled, who else would have such a small trick…"
Although he was disturbed, Hidema Yujiro did not look angry at all. Instead, it was as if he had found a pleasant surprise. He grabbed the door handle and was about to open the door.
With his strength, he was not afraid of any attacks. Even if someone attacked him, he would be extremely excited.
However, when he turned the door handle, he realized that he could not open it.
Kacha! Kacha!
"Damn it, is someone spinning in the opposite direction from the outside?”
Phomma Yujiro was surprised. He tightened his forearm muscles and started to exert strength, but he found that he still couldn't open the door.
"What? How…how could he have such a strong grip?!”
The door handle made a cracking sound under his strong grip, but no matter how much strength he used, the door handle remained unmoving as if it was welded to a solid piece of steel. It was obvious that the person outside had a strong grip.
" Phomma Yujiro…" Someone suddenly called his name from outside the door.
Hidema Yujiro was startled.
Bang!
Accompanied by a loud bang, a fist mark protruded from the door, causing the entire door to be deformed. The protruding fist mark was only ten centimeters away from Phomma Yujiro.
At this moment, the doorknob fell out and was held in Phomma Yujiro's hand.
" Damn it, it's actually a metal door!" The voice at the door became irritable, and the aura it emitted became even more terrifying.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of raised fist prints appeared on the door. The person outside seemed to be flustered and exasperated as he punched and kicked the door. The powerful force almost completely deformed the door.
"Hey…"
Looking at the scene in front of him that looked like a monster was about to invade, Hidema Yujiro's face gradually revealed a happy expression. He did not expect that someone would come looking for him in the middle of the night, and the person was not weak at all. This made his desire instinct seem to have been awakened, and he felt extremely surprised.
Boom!
The next moment, Phomma Yujiro kicked the security door of the presidential suite away. The door handle flew in the air and fell to the ground.
However, when Hidema Yujiro came to the corridor, he did not notice anyone. Only the stairs at the emergency exit made an insignificant sound.
"Where is he?"
Hidema Yujiro quickly arrived at the door of the stairs. He was completely stunned when he heard the footsteps that had completely left.
The air instantly froze.
Traces of a ferocious aura gradually rose from his body. His red hair danced with his aura, like a manic lion.
"Damn it!"
A loud roar resounded throughout the entire hotel building.
Perhaps the hotel's doorknob was too sturdy.
Please, everything.
PS: Perhaps the semicircle brain at this time was crazy, it actually drew Yujiro so…
No, which big shot voted so many times to urge me to update? Isn't this killing me? I'm sick now, and it's my first time writing a fighting novel, so my hand speed is extremely slow. Don't rush me, my old masters. I'm already very happy that you guys voted for flowers and monthly votes to reward me. Forgive me, I can only make up for my debt in the future and ask for forgiveness…
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