CHAPTER 496: CHAPTER 341: THE STREET NEXT TO THE IZAKAYA_2

The young man frowned, giving the short-statured man a strange look, and said:

"It’s none of your business, step aside!!"

Kusunoki Kubomaru didn’t take it seriously at all: "How is it none of my business, I—"

"What are you guys standing around for!?" the young man shouted to the three lackeys behind him.

The bald man among them took a large step, shouting loudly as he swung a baseball bat at Uesugi Sakura: "Haaah!"

Just as the bat was about to strike, Uesugi Sakura stepped back to the side, causing the bat to miss his front and freeze in mid-air.

Logically, such a large target shouldn’t have been able to dodge.

But the opponent managed to avoid it.

The bald lackey stared at the missed baseball bat, looking around in astonishment.

"Why are you looking for me?" Uesugi Sakura asked, looking down at the bald head.

"You’ll find out soon!" Another tall and skinny man charged forward, his weapon being his body.

Smartly, he intended to grapple Uesugi Sakura, planning to knock him out in coordination with the bald man.

Just as he was about to close in—

Whoosh—

A Wooden Sword abruptly pressed against his chin.

"What!?"

Excruciating pain!

As if his jaw was about to be pierced, this pain forcibly suppressed his urge to move forward.

That was his first reaction.

Immediately, a steady force emanated from the tip of the Wooden Sword.

The tall man’s chin was forced upward, his steps halted, his upper body also straightening along with the rising Wooden Sword.

What’s going on!?

Despite the pain, he opened his eyes and saw that it was the short-statured man holding the sword hilt with his right hand.

His chin was nudged again.

The Wooden Sword tore into his skin, the searing pain made him panic and exclaim, "Pain! Pain!!"

Kusunoki Kubomaru chuckled: "Hmm? Now you know pain?"

While he was crying out in pain, the tall man caught a glimpse of his boss lying on the ground next to Kusunoki Kubomaru.

The glass bottle in his boss’s hand was shattered on the ground, and he was clutching his chin, curled up on the ground.

His pupils trembled, finding the scene before him unbelievable.

The boss, just fell like that?

And when did the second in command with the baseball bat go down?

Uesugi Sakura glanced at the fat man lying on the ground; earlier, Senior Brother Kusunoki had struck him on the leg bone.

Solid wood indeed.

That Wooden Sword was as hard as steel, now the fat man was crying out in agony.

"Boss! Didn’t you learn martial arts!? Ow—don’t! It hurts, it hurts!!" The tall and skinny lackey was about to speak but was forced back a step by the Wooden Sword pushing against his chin.

Kusunoki Kubomaru smiled: "I’m asking you a question. And the one in the back, don’t move either!"

The last guy was empty-handed as well, seemingly a bit timid.

Watching three of his brothers fall instantly to the ground, he had no intention of making any moves.

He raised both hands, taking a French stance.

"I ask, you answer."

Though in pain, the tall man didn’t lose his courage and said through gritted teeth: "Hah, you think you’re filming a drama!?"

It wasn’t just stubbornness, but a fearless confidence.

Because the boss behind him suddenly stood up.

The young man had a robust physique, despite having lost two teeth, he still looked fierce.

He quickly picked up the baseball bat from his lackey, unable to contain his anger, and shouted: "Kisama (you brat)!!"

Kusunoki Kubomaru promptly retracted the Wooden Sword, swiftly shifting his target.

The Wooden Sword was held horizontally in front, one hand at the hilt, the other against the blade’s tip, maintaining distance and blocking the young man’s downward strike.

"Bang!"

The force from the baseball bat’s descent was instantly transferred from the Wooden Sword to his hand, making it go numb and painful.

"Hah! Not bad!" Kusunoki Kubomaru still smiled as he spoke.

There was no other choice, the opponent was too fast to dodge, he could only take it head-on.

Is this Wooden Sword so hard!?

The young man quickly made a decision and swung the baseball bat downward again.

Kusunoki Kubomaru heard the sound of the air being stirred, clearly the opponent wasn’t a rookie.

His physique was already smaller than the opponent’s, and his Wooden Sword wasn’t as thick as the baseball bat.

Size against size, top against bottom, he was obviously at a disadvantage.

However, when the boss swung the Wooden Sword downward again, a sharp pain twisted in his stomach, causing his strength to dissipate instantly. His limbs went soft, and dark spots danced before his eyes.

When he looked down, the Wooden Sword had already delivered a strike to his stomach.

Kusunoki Kubomaru softly said, "Too slow, too slow."

"You—!!!"

The man was furious but his hands were weak, so he could only grit his teeth, glaring with wide eyes.

Shortly after, the baseball bat fell to the ground, and he was quickly kneeling down, clutching his stomach, his head curled tight against his body.

Pain spread like a spider web, crawling along his nerves.

The round streetlight cast a shadow of this man cowering on the ground.

Kusunoki Kubomaru turned around to find the fat man still crying out in pain.

The timid one hadn’t even made a move; the tall and skinny man—

"Why did he faint?"

Uesugi Sakura looked puzzled: "Don’t know, I just slightly touched his neck and he fainted."

"What’s going on?"

Kusunoki Kubomaru was a bit confused but didn’t inquire further, he sheathed the Wooden Sword, picked up a cloth bag nearby, and wrapped it again.

"Do you know these people, Junior Brother?"

"Don’t know." Uesugi Sakura glanced at the mess in front of them.

"Then why are they looking for you without reason?"

Kusunoki Kubomaru squatted down in front of the fat man, "What are you looking for us for?"

The fat man shuddered, eyes closed, shouting: "Oww~~ it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

Kusunoki Kubomaru looked up and asked the timid one: "Do you know?"

The timid one quickly shook his head: "No idea."

"How strange, not knowing yet coming out to fight, is this some random game drawing lucky viewers?"

Uesugi Sakura stood aside, taking out his phone to call the police.