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Chapter 1: The Strange Events of the Night


The author Ziyue Jun explains: "The Yakuza" are people or groups that engage in violent or organized criminal activities in Japanese society.

The Japanese government and police usually refer to them as violent groups.

The Chinese underworld is called "yakuza", but the word "yakuza" actually evolved from the Japanese "yakuza".

So the second part of My Yakuza Boyfriend is titled My Yakuza Boyfriend In addition, even if you have not read My Yakuza Boyfriend, it does not affect your reading of My Yakuza Boyfriend, because there is not much connection between their plots, and My Yakuza Boyfriend can be regarded as a new gangster novel. come and read In the dark alley, the moonlight shines on the body of a young woman.

She has a well-proportioned figure, extremely beautiful appearance, and deep eyebrows, like a sculpture.

Her hair is unbound and messy, like pure gold filaments, draped over her shoulders, thick and thick.

The thin eyebrows fly into the temples, naturally showing a heroic spirit.

She is the heroine of my ultimate boyfriend, but her long golden hair hides a lot of her beauty.

She was originally a fairy, but now she is just a middle-class thing.

Heroine: Go away and judge my appearance with you.

It’s not your turn yet.

Heroine: Sorry readers, the last sentence The heroine in this article is not deliberately pretending to be ugly, but she doesn’t know that she is beautiful at all, and she doesn’t know how to dress up, so the heroine: Fuck, can I go on stage?

Oh, the text begins “Being a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my family even more during festive seasons.”

Haha, my name is Ai Mengmeng.

I am 16 years old and a high school student.

Where is my high school?

in Japan.

But I am not Japanese, I am a pure Chinese.

I'm really not good at reciting poems and composing.

I'm not well-educated and I mess around all day long.

To put it bluntly, I'm just a little girl.

The reason why I suddenly read out that poem is because it fits my current mood very well.

A lonely person in Japan, but I have no family to miss In early autumn, the streets in Japan are very quiet at night, and walking through this alley is my lifeless little nest.

I have walked this secluded alley countless times, but today Doesn't seem so peaceful anymore There was a rush of footsteps behind me, and I turned around quickly to see a black figure approaching me quickly. is a man I know this man, he is a student of our school.

He reached out and handed me a red box: "Please, help me keep this box."

What on earth is going on in such a panic?

As soon as I took over the box, I saw a few more black figures appearing at the entrance of the alley, approaching me and him.

He glanced behind him in panic, but it was too late.

A man grabbed his hair and kicked him to the ground.

Then several more men beat him desperately.

This is I took two steps back.

What does this situation mean now?

I’ve seen too many violent incidents, and I can’t help even if I want to.

He didn't ask me for help.

It seemed that my only mission was to help him preserve the box.

He turned around and walked forward.

After taking just two steps, a tall and straight figure appeared at the other end of the alley, watching the violent incident from a distance.

Slowly walked towards that figure.

When you see his appearance clearly: