"That old man, he's failed in a row."
Hanging up the phone, King sighed heavily and laid down on the bed.
I'm not going to do it without a rope.
Pepper sits next to the king and sleeps.
"Pepper, if you have something to say, you can say it."
King smiles and prompts with a soft tone.
Even so, it just makes Mako uncomfortable.
“I don't care.”
"I don't think there's a chance of winning this battle." The enemy is too big. I did a good job on the first day, but the numbers are too different. I didn't think about 400 people. Bring me all the tee time soldiers on the battlefield, and maybe we can fight a little better. Also, I think I'm losing in terms of human resources.
Listening to Pepper Tai's unabashed words, King meditates.
"I see. Well, I feel that now." I can't believe the center had this much power. "
Seeing the opponent's power completely wrong, King took it seriously. Pepper admitted that everything was correct.
"The center hasn't released half of its strength yet." Most of them hid in the clouds to keep sacrifices down. And most of all, the people in the back streets are hardly in it. Of course, it's not about the center. "
Is that nasty hungry ghost that used supernatural power to defeat me still falling apart?
King frowned and took Pepper's hand and laid it on his forehead.
"Pepper is right. With your current strength, you won't be able to win. Then there's only one thing to do....."
King's voice goes down.
"Next time, be prepared to brawl and lose as humiliatingly as possible." It's going to be the next motivator. "
"You shouldn't do that. Defeat is counterproductive. The soldiers' morale goes down."
The pepper was opposed by the quick attack.
"The cowards... no one has the personality like me, right?"
"I disagreed, but I'm close to Mako, too."
Pepper also smiled at King, who listened honestly and smiled.
Why is Mako so obsessed with the center?
Pei Tai bumps her doubts.
"Don't stick to it." It's a thing that's been around for a long time. I won't give you a hand, but the one who gave me a hand will crush it with all his might. "
"That's all? I think there's more to it than that." I feel anger and hatred other than reprisals because I was just killed. "
"Oh... well... I told you that when I called the police." I don't hate the center. On top of that, the people behind it and behind it are my enemies. "
As he spoke, King carried Pepper's hand to his cheek. Pepper sees what King wants and gently strokes King's cheek.
Pepper, what do you think the real evil is?
King closes his eyes comfortably and speaks.
"Are we gangsters truly evil?" I... haven't been a gangster that long, but I think it's different. Somehow, including gangsters, city mud, drug dealers, pimps, scam artists targeting old people, and even killers are not the same evil as the worst. They all look like sad people. It's just a story from my eyes. Some of them may be corrupt, but if you divide them by category, they're not completely evil. "
King doesn't insist that his thoughts are absolutely right. It's just how one feels.
"There are people in this world who don't even know how to melt." We're outlaws, but we're not much worse than us. There's evil in the world like pushing into a dung pot and choking it with dung, and killing it over and over again. And unlike us, they're not treated like criminals, and they don't want to be treated like criminals. "
As he spoke, King clenched his fist tightly.
"Luke was trying to fight them. But the battle didn't end. Life was too short. I only had a short life to give."
While talking, a lot of conversations with Luke crossed my mind.
"I will take over Luke's will." But it's not like I don't want to. I can't pretend that I can't see the shit falling in front of me. I'll clean up the shit, and I'll dispose of the shit that's dripping. Push his shit into his mouth. "
The people who are manipulating the center behind you are the equivalent of that?
"That's right, I hate the shitheads." The bourgeoisie connected to the powerful. Those who are doing good, trampling people, causing pain to people and satisfying their greed, and rinsing people's blood. They even make people's suffering pleasurable. "
Pepper thought that gangsters and people in the back streets were commercially equivalent to that, but she kept silent. King, knowing that, must be revolting with that degree of severity.
"Anti-power. But why would Mako call himself a king?"
Huh?
A king is like a symbol of power.
”That's right... umm... that's right...”
Pepper pointed out, and King thought about it.
"When Pepper said it, I kind of didn't like it anymore. Alright... let's stop."
"Huh...?"
"I'll stop calling you King and put you back in Mako."
"No, all of a sudden..."
It was usual for King to say something ruined just because he thought of it, but this decision was always ruined.
"Well, if you change it now, you'll be confused, after this fight is over."
When he smiled mischievously at Pepper Tatsu, King clung to Pepper Tatsu's body.
Tamamura-mae, a pastry shop. Goddy and Tsubaki took many of their men and surrounded the confectionery shop.
It's a strange sight to surround a pastry shop in such a bad way.
You're one of them.
Funny said, and Goddy pointed out. By the way, the ring seems to be absent and the store is closed.
"Don't be alarmed. It could blow up again with a bomb. Stay away from the building."
Draw the attention of my men, Godi.
“As far as I can see from the window, I don't think he's inside. It doesn't cost any sensors."
The man who flew the drone reported it.
Then I'll wait for you to come home.
And, teasing.
"Fifteen of us, including the other one."
"But you said you had to leave Jack Wraith."
"It seems that Grandpa Wraith has failed again." The police caught me. "
"It's better to live without being killed."
Your men are talking while you wait for the target to come home.
After a while. There were a lot of bangs coming up. It seems to be the sound of a motorcycle.
"Hey....."
Funny points to the driveway. Goddy and his men also look into the driveway.
A large group of motorcyclists gathered and stopped in the driveway in front of the candy shop. They were all women, all in special attack clothes. Even more noteworthy was their age. All the women on the motorcycle were in their late forties and fifties, no matter how they looked at it.
All of the bikes have a fairly large windshield in front of them. Many motorcycles have a banner that says Yin Yu, the dark wicked betting nest, and the embroidery of the same word is written on the special attack clothes. The women carried a variety of gifts such as wooden swords, serious weapons, pistols, morning stars, submachine guns, doses, sickles, assault rifles, bowls, metal bats, large wooden hammers, blue dragon swords, and flamethrowers.
Fully filling the wide driveway, the gangs were dazed to see the armed motorcycle group continuing to the end of the road. The number is beyond count.
"Hey, what the... these guys"
Is this the Japanes Zhen Running Group?
"I'm not happy with my age, even with the Zhen Running Group."
Isn't he one of Tamamura Ring's people by age?
The gangsters whisper to each other. There were no shards of intent, and they were all pulling back.
"That's right."
In response to the last dialogue someone uttered, I raised my voice. The row of motorcycles in front of the candy store cracked, and the Tamamura Ring in special attack clothes advanced with a wooden sword on its shoulder.
Not only because of the clothes, but also because of the face, it was not the usual ring. Instead of a gentle expression reminiscent of a bodhisattva, the face was distorted by a fierce rage reminiscent of a number of things, and stared at the humor and goddesses.
"Don't worry, you rotten gangsters!" You can do whatever you want with your human fox, but I'll let you keep up with this depravity! "
The elderly women in special attack clothes pointed their guns at each other at the same time as the ring was cut in the shape of a demon. In addition to pistols, shotguns, submachine guns and assault rifles, some even had small grenade launchers and bazookas.
"Hey, what are you going to do?"
Gordy asks. We've lost the will to fight. The number is too different.
"Hah... I wonder if I'll be able to see the difference in the number of people and fight..." Well, if they won't even allow us to surrender, we'll have to fight to the death, but either way, the result is the same. That's why... hey, I'm surrendering, so make sure you keep me safe. "
Faithful called out to the ring and raised her hands. Gody and his men followed suit.
"That's a wise decision."
Looking at the faces of the tee time on the battlefield, where he was in a pose to throw away his weapons and raise his hands, the ring returned to its usual calm face and laughed gently.