Chapter 369 The Iron Rod of Justice

"hateful!"

Yoshio Jin stood up with a complaint. He did not expect that this hateful detective would suddenly appear.

After all, this guy was in the parking lot just now...

But before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt a chill coming from his face.

He glanced down and his expression suddenly stiffened.

Oops, my sunglasses and scarf fell off!

"My face was seen..."

Focusing on Yoshio's face, his face suddenly turned pale, and he clenched the baseball bat in his hand that did not let go even after being knocked down.

Turning around, he looked at Fujino and Suzuki Sonoko fiercely.

Can't stay!

Deposit Yoshio's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The reason why he ran away just now was because the other party didn't see his face at all and posed no threat to him.

But now that he saw his face, even if it was dim and couldn't see clearly, he still wanted to silence these two people forever.

With this thought in his mind, veins popped up in Jin Fangxiong's hands and he looked up at the two of them.

Deposit Yoshio doesn't think he can beat Fujino.

Even the heavy blow just now, the strength was clearly revealed.

But maybe... that's just an illusion caused by nervousness?

A boy, a girl?

That's not far ahead!

Even if there were weapons, they were only made of wood.

Wooden knife versus iron baseball bat?

Stay ahead of the curve!

Dejin Fangxiong comforted himself in this way and encouraged himself secretly.

Immediately, he sneered with a gloomy face: "I'm so sorry. Actually, I originally wanted to teach this little devil a lesson... I didn't expect that you would show up halfway."

"Now that your faces have been seen, you two can't help but want to leave alive!"

Yoshio Jin yelled, picked up the baseball bat in his clenched hand, and threw it at the two people in front of him.

"Fuji...Fujino-senpai..."

Yuanzi took two steps back and sat down on the ground, frightened and unable to speak.

"You want to kill us?"

Fujino narrowed his eyes slightly, catching the trajectory of the fallen baseball bat.

What he did just now wasn't too harsh.

Maybe I'm giving him a chance...

A chance to avoid a beating.

After all, he also felt a little pity for the guy Jin Yoshio.

But since this guy doesn't know how to feel pity, don't blame him for being harsh.

"swing--!"

A crisp sound echoed in the mall again, and after a short time, there was another crisp sound of metal falling.

"S..."

Deposit Yoshio was shocked by the huge force of the wooden sword and dropped the baseball bat in his hand. He covered his wrist and took two steps back. He looked at Fujino in front of him with a face full of surprise.

But before he could calm down, Fujino turned into a black shadow and suddenly disappeared into the dim shopping mall around him.

"Boom!"

The ethereal voice suddenly echoed.

Deposit Fangxiong was startled when he heard the sound, and suddenly felt a little chill in Tianling Gai.

Then, he felt a surge of pain from the top of his head straight to his brain stem.

It seemed as if his skull was about to be overturned.

"Woo..."

Yoshio Jin covered his head, gritted his teeth and fell to his knees. The baseball bat also fell to the ground beside him.

Fujino held a wooden knife and looked down at Yoshio Jin: "You should be the father of the little boy who was killed a year ago, right?"

"you……"

The pain did not last long. Yoshio Jin raised his head and looked at Fujino in confusion, looking a little confused.

"The targets of your attack are all 109 hot girls. Those 109 girls usually wear thick-soled shoes. She who was attacked also wore thick-soled shoes, so your target is the group wearing thick-soled shoes."

Fujino glanced at Sonoko's high-soled shoes behind him and looked back at Yoshio Jin: "Of the four attacks, only Aizawa Takui was killed, so the murderer has a grudge against Aizawa Takui. You never killed anyone, but you will Aizawa Tae was killed, and she happened to kill a little boy a year ago, so there is a high probability that you are the relative of that little boy, and only the father has a reasonable reason to do these things."

"Hmph, you're right..."

Yoshio Dingjin snorted coldly and looked at Yuanzi fiercely: "I just want these evil women dressed in pure clothes to receive the punishment they deserve!"

Fujino frowned slightly: "Deserved punishment?"

"Xiao Ming was hit and killed because of that hateful woman driving while wearing thick-soled shoes!"

Deposit Yoshioong's face gradually turned sinister: "You're talking about being underage, you're talking about not being the main fault party, if you hit and kill a person, you don't have to bear any guilt?! These evil girls who drive in thick-soled shoes are all guilty!"

"I just want to use this iron rod to carry out justice's punishment on these evil women!"

As he said that, Yoshio Jin stretched his hand to the bat on the side and planned to continue to fight back.

Fujino was silent for a moment, obviously confused by his operation.

What a wicked woman...what justice.

Is this uncle probably not suffering from the second disease of the Two-Spined Ape?

It's completely hopeless and belongs to...

Fujino took a deep breath, his face darkened.

Since the other party no longer respects martial ethics, he will be merciless.

Before he could even touch the iron rod, he kicked it out.

The power of this kick knocked the person Ding Jinfangxiong kicked off his back.

He was lying on the ground clutching his chest and struggling in pain. Several ribs must have been broken by kicks.

"What's her crime?"

Fujino stepped forward and said coldly: "Is it possible that just because I wear thick-soled shoes to put shopping bags in the car, I will become the target of your justice stick?"

"Put shopping bags..."

Deposit Yoshio was obviously stunned.

"What an enforcer of justice, don't call it so noble."

Fujino said calmly: "If you just killed Aizawa Tae and the judge who judged the case, maybe I would still feel some pity for you..."

"But using the so-called iron rod of justice to hit those who have committed no crime, they even want to kill us after their identities are discovered..."

"You just want to vent your dissatisfaction with this society by attacking innocent people with a stick in the name of revenge."

"No...it's not like that..."

There was a trace of confusion in Dejin Yoshio's eyes, and he kept mumbling while covering his head.

Fujino didn't pay attention to his mental abnormality.

Raising the wooden knife, he opened the skull with one blow and chopped it to the ground with all his strength.

Withdrawing the wooden sword, Fujino looked at Yoshio Jin and sighed.

He could still understand revenge.

Just blinded by hatred, he slashed at innocent people with a knife, and even if his identity was discovered, he would kill the other party out of his own interests.

This is just to vent my dissatisfaction...

He understands it deeply.

Fujino turned around and took a look at the dim surroundings.

His eyes were fixed on the 'iron rod of justice' used by Yoshio Jin.

The mallet of justice is an iron baseball bat, silver-white, and still shimmers with silver light in the dim environment.

There is still a lot of dried blood on it, and there are even many big pits.

Apparently, it was left behind when its owner committed a murder before.