Trafford’s Trading Club

“Be sure to give me two more days! ”

“If you don't have the money, don't rent the house! ”

As such, Suzuki's carry-on bag was instantly thrown out.

Some of Suzuki picked up his only bag with frustration, then carried it behind his back casually, intending to go to a nearby worksite to see if there was a temporary job - only a few hundred yen of Suzuki left in his pocket, and eating a bowl of fresh soup ramen looked very harsh.

But he never lost faith in life... probably because he was an idiot - I don't know why, Suzuki always felt like he was in the world, earning every second of every minute, so he never felt so sad.

Remember when the late mother said that it was a great miracle that he came to the world —— for his parents.

Life like a miracle, as long as you're alive, how many difficulties can you overcome?

Goo--!!!

“Why don't you… fix the dinner first? ”

……

There is no need for temporary workers at the nearby construction site, which ruined Suzuki's original plan. But Suzuki remembered about Di Bar Manager and wondered how he handled it later.

Suddenly I got a little worried.

Suzuki decided to quietly go back to Di... at least give Di's manager a nice thank you.

He quickly arrived at the former Di Bar and went around to the back door. Suzuki didn't have any means of communication - his phone was thrown away when he ran away from home.

But while Suzuki was about to knock on the door, the back door of Di Bar suddenly opened. Out of certain habits that have always existed, Suzuki chose to hide herself at this time - like a monkey, he climbed up the side sewer.

At this time, an employee of Dibara (Suzuki recognized the employee's appearance) accompanied a police officer out.

Did the manager really call the police?

Suzuki listened a little nervously.

“That's all I know about Suzuki. ”

Dibba's staff responded nervously at this point: "He didn't seem to have a cell phone, which the manager brought back with him. The manager said he found it on the road, he slept alone on the street, it looked pathetic... I didn't expect him to do this, kill the manager and kill two female guests! How cruel! ”

“We will intensify our search for this fugitive.” The officer nodded: “Now you show me around, I'm going to search for any suspicious clues left. ”

“Okay!” the employee nodded - but right at this moment, the employee felt like he was being crushed by something.

Something heavy, suddenly crushed him to the ground. He turned his head in horror and shocked: “Bells, Suzuki... Suzuki!! Help!! Help!! ”

When Suzuki squatted on the employee's back, he reached out and grabbed the employee's hair, "Hey, what did you say? Who did I kill? ”

“Don't move! Hands up! ”

At this time, the police quickly pulled out his gun and became unusually nervous, “You can't escape... are you Suzuki? Suzuki, Suzuki Haya..."

The look of the police changed from nervousness in the beginning to surprise now… then fear!

Because he recognized the true identity of the ‘murderer Suzuki' - I'm afraid most of the police officers in this Kanto region have been accused, and what exactly is the young man in front of them?

Suzuki's youngest boss, the guy who is known as the strongest man on the ground... rumor has it that this guy can turn the car upside down with his bare hands, like a non-human being!

“Hello!” Suzuki waved at this point as saying hello to the officer, then continued to lift the head of the Dibar employee, "Hello! Tell me why I killed the manager and the female guests! Speak up! Or I'll kill you!! ”

I'm afraid I'm used to the 'vibrant organization' set. At this moment, Suzuki's entire face is like a demon. The fierce god is evil. He startled the staff at Di Bar and shouted at the police officer for help.

“Suzuki, Suzuki, Haya! Don't mess around! This is the Law Society, society!” The policemen shook their legs and warned each other with their scalp.

“Leave me alone!” Suzuki raised her head and stared hard at the officer, then stood up and walked straight to the officer.

This scared the police back in a hurry, "You, don't mess around! Me, I can, I can shoot!! ”

Suzuki had no expression and walked directly to the officer, who even hit the other man's chest at the gunpoint.

The officer shook up all of a sudden - he had practiced so many years, he had never really fired a single shot, except in the classroom and at a shooting club.

“You... don't make me! ”

“I said leave me alone! ”

Vicious eyes and frightening roars frightened the policeman. His mind was empty and his eyes were subconsciously closed, while the drooling rifle was suddenly raised, under pressure and panic - the police pulled the board.

Boo--!!

A gunshot sounded in the back alley, and the world seemed to be quiet. Officers just feel the buzzing in their ears.

He opened his eyes in horror and unconsciously relieved when he saw Suzuki Haya still standing alive in front of him. However, he also saw a bright red blood stain on Suzuki's cheek - I'm afraid the bullet rubbed off his face.

Once again the officer's brain was blank, Suzuki Xiaya reached out and touched her cheek, then directly grabbed the officer's hand with the gun and twisted it hard.

“Ah!”

The officer shouted in agony and backed away, but because he was too nervous, the officer fell to the ground at once - but his rifle had fallen on Suzuki Haya's hand.

The policeman climbed up from the ground in panic and ran out of the back alley of Di Bar without thinking or wanting to turn around... only Suzuki Xiaya and the frightened Di Bar employee were left.

“Now, can you tell me why I killed the manager yet?” Suzuki Xiaya walked in front of the employee and looked down.

……

“... number 28, is this it? ”

Suzuki looked up at the building in front of him - the address on his hands was written down to him by Di Bar's staff and should be correct.

I... I don't know anything, just someone telling me to go to this address if you want to know.

So after beating up this former worker, Suzuki followed the address directly - because he missed the bus stop, Suzuki didn't get to the address until after 9 pm.

“Room 709, here it is... Kumano?” Suzuki looked at the last name in front of the door number with some surprise.

That's the last name of the manager... seems to hear the manager say he lives around here, is this the manager's house?

“Is anybody home?” Suzuki rang the doorbell, but didn't answer it for a while.

He frowned and pushed his hand against the door and found it unlocked, "Excuse me, is anybody home? This is Suzuki... is anyone home? I'm coming in! Excuse me! ”

The lights weren't on in the house, but Suzuki smelled something bad - a smell that Suzuki wasn't unfamiliar with, it smelled like blood.

He turned on the lights directly from the front door. As the light filled the house, Suzuki's pupils contracted directly.

In the corridor, on the walls, even on the ceiling, a dark red splash of blood has dried up… the blood on the ground, I'm afraid, was left by the victim as he crawled.

Suzuki took a deep breath, and these splattered blood trails easily built such a picture in his brain.

How desperate the victim was, he crawled toward the house in horror in front of the persecutor… Suzuki closed his eyes and slowly appealed, but walked indoors.

The living room is typical of a small apartment, compact but not narrow, probably because the owner of the room is very attentive to the decorations - but at this time the living room looks unusually messy, and I'm afraid it has suffered a bit of a struggle.

A long, white face facing Suzuki -- the body of a woman hanging from the ceiling of the living room, about forty years old.

Her body was filled with traces of beast claws tearing up… it was a total massacre.

Suzuki appealed again, and there were some photos of the family in the living room cabinet. Suzuki saw in the photo the manager Kumano who took care of herself and the woman who had been massacred… she was probably the manager's wife.

“I'm sorry.”

Suzuki knelt down in front of the corpse and then removed the body from the ceiling - just moments after she unlocked Manager Kumano, Suzuki suddenly raised her head.

“We meet again! ”

Two young people, Kenji and Gao Zhi, were standing in the corridor coming in through the front door.

Koshi is the one who used Western boxing, and Kenji is the one who let Suzuki Shaya faint from the beginning - the two of them are here at the same time, so the reason for the tragedy in this house is very clear.

“Surprise, surprise, surprise?” Kenji leaned against the wall at this time, looking at Suzuki Xiaya, his face full of laughter.

As for Gao Zhi, he pinched his fist and clapped his finger directly. "I really appreciate your care last time... but I was just careless last time. It's not gonna make you feel any better today. ”

“Who are you?” Xiaya Suzuki just frowned and put the manager's wife's body down and stood up.

The two men obviously came with the purpose of seeking revenge. They wanted to avenge an arrow, but they didn't expect to spit ‘who are you' directly in Suzuki's mouth, which is like letting them punch in the air.

“You... you forgot?” Kenji's face is incredible.

Natsuya Suzuki was impatient: “I beat people up every day, if I could remember one, I would have graduated from high school! ”

“You dick!!” Kenji snorted coldly, "looks like I need to remember the club well! Just so you know, we're definitely not a mess... stupid humans! ”

Kenji waved his fist and suddenly attacked Suzuki Haya!

Boo--!!

In the electric firestone room, Natsuya Suzuki's palms pressed directly on Kenji's head at a much scarier rate, and pushed directly against the wall!

Kenji's head was hit directly on the wall by Suzuki Haya - and that's where the loud noise came from.

Gao Zhi was staring at the moment. Although he had already prepared himself, this guy was like a beast, and could never be measured by ordinary people... but how did he just do it?

“Do I know you?” While firmly pressing Kenji's head, Suzuki Xiaya looks directly at Koshi at this moment!

At this moment, Kenji's eyes had turned up and the whole person had long lost consciousness.

“Bagayale!! You forgot about the box at Di Bar!” Gao Zhi shouted outrageously at me at this moment, calling straight from Western boxing!

Suzuki Xiaya couldn't move at this moment, however, when Koshi's fist was about to touch him, Suzuki's entire body was like electric shock, then came first, directly punched Koshi in the face!

This fist went down, Gao Zhi's nose broke directly, and he was even more defeated on the ground! Gao Zhi is an eye-catching Venus, and the pain is so great that he can't find the North or the South at all.

This... what the hell is going on with this guy! How could humans have such a powerful body power! It's like a monster!

Natsuya Suzuki snorted coldly at this moment, picked up Gao Zhi directly, then squeezed his fist and punched him directly into Gao Zhi's abdomen!

As this punch goes on, Koshi feels his guts are all shattered and a bite of blood sprays directly out - however, Suzuki Haya has lifted her fist again!

This time, he could die... this is what Koshi's instinct tells himself at this moment - he's actually afraid of a human fist!

Yet fear has defeated his reason and prevented him from remaining silent, "That child, you ignore it! ”

The fist stopped abruptly - less than a centimeter before Gao Zhi's eyes.

“Huh, scared?” Gao Zhi sneered at this moment. Although the other party almost killed him with two fists, looking at the other party at this time seemed unscrupulous, Gao Zhi ate three bowls of shaved ice in his heart!

“What a lovely child! That's the kid!” Gao Zhi is proud to say: “We knew you would definitely come to Di... Master Maple said that if you want to save the child, you just have to be prepared to die! Ha-ha-ha!! ”

“Who cares! Die!”

Boo--!!!

The stopped fist started again, although it was less than a centimeter away, but under the full strength of Suzuki Xiaya, Koshi was still blown backwards by this fist!

“You... you really don't care about the kid's death...” Gao Zhi struggled to climb up at this moment, full of blood on his face.

Natsuya Suzuki flew to Koshi's face and punched him down, "Take me to Manager Kumano's child, you bastard!! ”

“You... you hit... you... you kill me, and the child has to be buried! ”

“Then go wait for him first!” Suzuki Xiaya doesn't care about this kind of pinching, her fists are heavier than once!

“You... you... don't, don't... don't hit me...”

“... stop... ah... I take... I take... I... take..."