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Chapter 31 Ota Masato
'bang bang bang'

The hostess was caught off guard, her scalp was pulled so hard that it hurt, and her forehead hit the table hard.

Once, twice, three times.

The woman felt dizzy and her ears were buzzing. She struggled subconsciously, but Ota Masato, who was 1.7 meters tall, pressed down on her body to prevent her from moving.

"I was wrong!"

"I was wrong!"

"Brother Datian, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again!"

The woman wailed.

Seeing that the woman had surrendered, Oota Masato threw her casually to the ground and threw a pack of tissues on her.

The woman was thrown to the ground and a pack of tissues hit her face.

Oota Masato panted slightly and said, "Go clean your face."

"You have to accompany those guests ten times today, free of charge."

The woman's body stiffened, like a rat hiding in a sewer that suddenly encountered the sunlight.

Oota Masato looked sinister and asked, "Why, do you have any objections?"

The hostess shook her head repeatedly, tears welling up in her eyes. Afraid of being beaten again, she quickly ran away with a tissue.

Oota Masato said indignantly: "Damn it, you stinky bitch, you dare to bargain with me."

Then he straightened his clothes and walked to another room. In the small box, a dark-skinned soldier in military uniform was sitting on a long red sofa.

Masato Oota put on a fake smile and shook hands politely with the black officer.

He said, "Brother, I have already dealt with that bitch. You can come and play with your soldiers without any worries."

"We welcome all Americans."

Due to the tense situation in the Asia-Pacific region, the United States has massively expanded its military. After joining the army and working hard to become an officer, Bob showed his white teeth with joy when he heard what Ota Masato said.

He was sent by his superior to be stationed in Fuso. When he was relaxing after get off work, he brought a group of fellow soldiers to the bar to relax. As a result, when his soldiers wanted to develop a good relationship with the hostess, they were splashed with wine in the face by the hostess.

He was quite satisfied with Ota Masato's subsequent actions, and his words of welcoming all Americans made him even happier.

His idea of ​​letting his men cause a big commotion and destroying the bar dissipated.

Bob asked, "What are you going to do with the woman who threw wine in my subordinate's face?"

Oota Masato smiled and said, "I have already taught her a lesson."

"Brother, if you are not satisfied, just let your subordinates take care of her business. Today, she is a gift, free of charge."

Bob nodded with satisfaction and said, "Boss, you are great. I will take good care of your business in the future."

Oota Masato said, "Have fun."

He walked out of the small box, and his expression immediately changed. He showed an expression of extreme disgust and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

Japan is a very xenophobic country. In the hearts of its people, black people are classified as beasts in AV films.

If it wasn't for making some money and not being the one to suffer, he would even feel sick to be in the same space with black people. The body odor emanating from them was simply unbearable.

Masato Oota came to the bar and took a sip of wine to calm himself down.

He told his men: "From now on, all black soldiers coming from American military bases will do the same."

"The U.S. military is expanding. We will seize this opportunity."

"I heard that those white uncles like to play with young ones. Go to the junior high school to find a group of suppliers and see how they react."

The subordinates nodded in agreement.

Just then, the door of the bar was pushed open from the outside, and a little boy came running in anxiously.

He came to Oota Masato and said, "Wakato, this guy Takayama Shin went to that club again today."

Oota Masato nodded, indicating that he understood.

He asked, "How much reserve is there in the club's pension account?"

The younger brother replied, "The accountant said there is two million dollars, but I asked him to transfer the money to your account, but they didn't listen."

Oota Masato raised his eyebrows, then said, "It's right not to give it to me."

In the underworld of Fuso, accountants and lawyers are another line of the underworld. They are not subordinates of the Yakuza, but are more like partners.

Oota Masato continued, "When I become the chairman, he will naturally listen to me. If he gives me the money before I become the chairman, I will settle accounts with him after I take the position." The younger brother said worriedly, "Ruo-Chief, the chairman is so optimistic about Takayama Shin, and there are so many people in the organization who support him. Can we succeed?"

Masato Oota glared at him fiercely, and the younger brother immediately shut up.

Oota Masato said solemnly: "Even if this family is really going to fail, it has to fail in my hands!"

The young master of the Maple Leaf Club walked out of the bar in a rage, came to the parking lot, drove his newly bought LaFerrari, stepped on the accelerator, and drove towards the club.

……

Inside the clubhouse.

On the bed, the young man's body was twitching, his eyes were dull as he stared at the ceiling, and he looked like he had lost his mind.

'call'

The old lady was smoking a cigarette, and beside the bed was a mess of steel wool.

At this moment, her cell phone on the table rang.

The old lady looked at the caller ID, picked up her phone, and walked out. Before leaving the room, she dropped a stack of money.

She turned around and said with interest: "Baby, now you understand the flower language of steel wool, right?"

……

Inside the luxurious box of the club.

The old lady sat neatly on the sofa.

Masato Oota was sitting on the fruit table opposite the big red sofa, crossing his legs and smoking a cigarette.

He blew out a smoke ring and said, "Old woman, tell me, when is Gao Shan Shen going to take action?"

The old lady looked fierce and said, "Today."

Masato Oota stood up and, having received the information, he planned to leave.

At this time, the old lady called him.

She said, "Masato, I sold you the information about Takayama Shin because your father betrayed my husband and became the third-generation chairman. I wish you would kill your father and your son would kill your son."

"What about you? Why?"

Masato Oota threw the half-smoked cigarette onto the floor and crushed it with his leather shoes.

He said: "I tripled the Maple Leaf Club's net income for a year. My hostesses went from selling sex three times a day to selling sex ten times a day. We also started doing drug business, which we didn't do before."

"That old fool said that my methods were too sinister and I was not fit to be the head of the family. Ha, has he forgotten how he got to the top in the first place?"

"He himself was disloyal, he rebelled against his superiors, and killed the second generation guild leader, and now he wants me to be loyal?"

Perhaps because he was feeling very aggrieved, Oota Masato rarely spoke out his true feelings.

He realized that something was wrong and stopped talking, but he hadn't finished speaking.

He knew why everyone liked Takayama Shin, because he was loyal, good at fighting, and always led the way.

However, they don’t even look at where the money that Gao Shan Shen used to win people’s hearts comes from?

It's not earned by my own shady means.

In today's society, what's the use of being able to fight and being loyal?

It's simply a broken brain.

As long as you have money in your hand, fans in your pocket, and connections, there are plenty of bad people who will work hard for you.

Thinking of this, Oota Masato kicked the trash can angrily.

'boom'

The trash can was nailed to the ground, and Oota Masato's kick felt like hitting an iron plate.

"Hi! Damn it!"

Oota Masato's face twitched, he gasped, and left the box.

Watching Ota Masato go away, the old lady shook her head helplessly. She sighed, "The Yakuza nowadays are really getting worse with each generation."

She paused, then said, "Husband, you deserved to die."

(End of this chapter)