[That brat…… I’ll never forgive him……]

However, the yakuza and the tortoiseshell glasses couldn’t relax as they had been kicked out of the room by a layman.

If a layman even appears to be like down on him, he couldn’t name himself somebody who makes a speciality of a violence-related work.

[With the situation like this, I say we just abduct him and bury him in the mountain……]

[No, killing him isn’t a good idea, Hougi-san. Hiroki is a money-making tree. Until we find out where he’s dumping his industrial waste, we have to keep him alive.]

Neither the yakuza nor the tortoiseshell glasses believed Hiroki’s clarification when he informed them that “he’s stuffing them within the gap in his yard”.

On a regular basis, a number of 10-ton dump vans full of commercial waste come and go on his property.

It’s apparent that if Hiroki dumps his rubbish in a gap dug up in a nook of his yard, it might overflow very quickly.

They had been satisfied that Hiroki was secretly transporting the rubbish he had obtained to a secret waste dump.

[But you know what, if he’s roughed up a bit, won’t he start listening later?]

[……Killing is a “no”, okay?]

Considering that doing that would make future dealings proceed extra easily and it could be higher to let the yakuza vent at this level, the tortoiseshell glasses reluctantly agreed.

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On that day, as Hiroki was driving his mini-truck to the comfort retailer, the Mercedes Benz in entrance of him immediately braked, blocking his method.

[Watch out!]

Hiroki managed to convey the truck to a sudden cease with a high-pitched squeal of the brakes, and stopping his truck, he acquired out of the automobile to complain to the reckless driver.

Thereupon, 5 individuals who didn’t appear to be respectable folks acquired out of the Mercedes Benz that was blocking the street.

[Oi, oi, oi, this Mercedes is a special car that costs 200 million, you know? Whoa there, that’s some serious scratches over there!]

[Now that’s a problem, isn’t it? That’s gonna need at least a hundred million to fix it.]

[Hey, bro, why aren’t you saying something? You getting jitters there?]

The younger man carrying a jersey in the midst of the group unnaturally caressed the Mercedes Benz and coarsely sneered.

In fact, there have been no scratches on it.

In any case, Hiroki’s truck is kind of a number of meters away from their Mercedes Benz.

[I wonder what you’re talking about? I have nothing to do with this.]

When Hiroki calmly replied, the younger man carrying a jersey snapped.

[Shut up! You’re related to this!]

The younger man carrying a jersey was well-known in his group for his combating talent.

He knew from expertise {that a} layman can be intimidated by a punch to the face.

Irrespective of how skilled somebody is in martial arts, the younger man believes that nobody can beat him along with his precise combating expertise.

The younger man carrying a jersey’s confidence was even boosted by the truth that he had overwhelmed many karate black-belters and judo veterans within the downtown’s nights.

The fist he swung, assured of his superiority in violence, stopped simply earlier than it caught Hiroki’s face.

No, his fist was stopped.

[Watch out there, what are you suddenly doing?]

The younger man carrying a jersey was simply caught in Hiroki’s palm.

It wasn’t guarded, nor was it blocked, however was caught with the punch’s momentum fully stopped, identical to these Chinese language Martial Arts masters who use what they known as “interior energy”.

If the younger man carrying a jersey had any expertise in martial arts, he would have been shocked on the distinction between their talents, Hiroki’s abilities being superior than his, and would have run away.

However the man solely knew avenue fights, and consequently, he misjudged the scenario and didn’t pull out.

[Y- You b*stard!]

The younger man carrying a jersey raised his different fist and was about to strike once more, however when his heart of gravity moved behind him, Hiroki immediately pushed out the middle of the person’s chest with the underside of his palm.

Vigorously blown away identical to a personality from a gag manga, the younger man carrying a jersey crashed close by two of his pals and with the white of his eyes clearly seen, he fainted.

The hooligans, who had been informed that it was only a easy job of beating up a middle-aged man, had been clearly shaken.

[W- What the heck is he!? What the heck did he do?]

[Kempo? Karate?]

[I didn’t hear anything about this!]

Listening to what they mentioned, Hiroki’s suspicions had been confirmed.

These guys are the subordinates of that yakuza the opposite day.

[I’m just a layman that hasn’t really done anything special. You’re just slow and weak.]

That was what Hiroki personally felt.

These guys aren’t scary. They’re weak. Gradual. Gentle. Frail.

Hiroki considered how despite the fact that he simply took a number of steps, the 2 guys he approached weren’t capable of react in any respect.

Only a gentle faucet and their enamel had been blown away.

He thought that if he had simply pulled his arm down a bit, he may need instantly dislocated his shoulder and can be kissing the bottom.

[For people who were supposed to be specializing in violence, you sure aren’t working out, aren’t you?]

Seeing Hiroki, who had actually knocked out one other two of them “within the blink of an eye fixed”, smiled and identified how they lack abilities and coaching……

[H- He’s a monster……!]

Leaving these phrases, the demoralized hooligans drove off of their Mercedes Benz, leaving those that had collapsed on the road.

[……What about these guys? I’m not taking them to the hospital, okay? ……Well, whatever.]

Not deeply fascinated by them, Hiroki acquired into his truck and headed in direction of the comfort retailer once more.

In any case, right now was the discharge date of the final chapter of the weekly manga sequence that Hiroki had been following since his faculty days.

In Hiroki’s thoughts, that have to be extra vital than the well-being of hooligans who picked a combat with him……

Gripping the steering wheel, Hiroki gave the impression to be in a very good temper as he hummed a awful tune.