In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

In this country where bloodline is valued above all else and even the imperial family has been intermarrying to maintain family bloodline inheritance, the nobility once had the power of life and death over the common people.

Yakuza?

The lowest nine classes among the common people.

Although the Yakuza appear to be very powerful on the outside, he knows too well what the gap will be if there is no threat to each other.

How could they exist if there were not some things that were inconvenient for the consortium and the Chinese to do?

This is not just a gap in rank, but also a crushing difference in bloodline.

thump!

Because of fear.

Kitaharakawa gave up struggling and knelt on the ground.

"Mr. Kitahara, what are you doing?" Nagano Nao said exaggeratedly, with a look on his face as mean as it could be.

However, Kitahara Chuan did not dare to stand up. With deep fear and regret, he kowtowed and said, "I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! Please forgive me, please forgive an ant like me!"

Nagano Nao laughed heartily as if he had heard something ridiculous: "What a childish thing to say. You know, someone once told me that when he was a younger brother, his brothers told him to only believe in guns."

Later he became a cadre, and he listened to other cadres and only believed in money.

After becoming friends with my adoptive father, my adoptive father told him to trust the law.

So, Kitahara-san, what are you doing? Do you think someone like me would do something against the law? "

The words he had said were returned to him exactly as they were said, and Kitahara Chuan's face not only regained color, but also felt flushed.

However, compared with the fear in one's heart, shame does not bring much courage.

That's right.

As Minister of National Health Affairs Nagano Naoto and the heir of the royal family, he will definitely abide by the law. However, it is precisely because of his compliance with the law that people find it even more difficult to breathe.

Kitahara Chuan didn't know what to say. He was silent for a long time and then said, "Kitahara is willing to take responsibility for what he has done. I can give up everything in Nagano Corporation, including all the money I have earned over the years. I can give it to you, Lord Nagano. I just hope you can leave a way out for my son!"

"Kitahara-san, you really disappoint me! You don't have any courage at all. You are such a loser and a real spoilsport!!"

"sorry!"

Kitaharakawa banged his head so hard that blood oozed out of his head.

Money is only external possessions, and dignity is acquired through status. At this moment, as long as I can hold my child's life, everything is worth it.

Nagano Nao laughed heartily with a smug look on his face, but the murderous intent in his heart did not dissipate at all despite Kitaharakawa's miserable plea.

How could the Yakuza thugs who have to rely on their trousers to survive commit such a crime easily?

But you can't do something that breaks the law.

What's more, the things that threaten him have not been obtained yet.

After asking Kurata Himiri to bring paper and a brush, Nagano Nao wanted to write a few words back to Kitaharakawa, but his calligraphy was so ugly that he had to draw a turtle with green eyes.

"Feili, how's the painting of this turtle?"

Kurata Himiri's shock had just subsided, and when she saw the turtle on the paper, she felt like getting angry and laughing at the same time.

The master is so bad!

You can easily deal with this bastard, but you still want to scare him.

I couldn't help but think of the scene when Nagano Nao tricked Kikukawa Shinno into sweeping the toilet with his butt sticking up in order to vent his anger.

Why is the master always such a rogue!

Even that kind of thing is so rogue!

But I really like it!

"It's true that they look alike!" Kurata Himiri said with a charming smile and rolled her eyes.

"It's good that it resembles one. Since Kitahara-san is so sincere, I will give this turtle to you. When you die, let your son hang it on the memorial tablet. When people come to remember you, let them know that this is your life as a turtle, Kitahara-san."

"Hayi!"

"Then you can go. I'll have someone go with you to get the stuff. I hope you don't forget to pass this turtle down as a family heirloom, otherwise I don't know what will happen to your wife and children."

Hear something like this.

Kitaharakawa couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that this kid still wants to enjoy the feeling of humiliating himself!

asshole!

I will never let you go!

There was a turtle stuck to his chest.

Kitaharakawa left Osaka Industrial Asset Management amid many people's strange gazes, and then Kitajima brought people over to retrieve the surveillance content stored in Tokyo.

Right next door to Nagano House.

There are hundreds of videotapes containing the contents stored.

Kitajima Masao did not dare to be careless. He searched the entire room upside down and even dismantled the surveillance equipment.

Kitaharakawa had a wooden face and said nothing the entire time.

After Kitajima Masao and his men left, he clenched his fists so tightly that the muscles on his face couldn't help but twist.

damn thing!

How dare you humiliate me in this way! !

A gentleman's revenge is never too late!

Are you concerned about your secretary?

Do you dote on your stepmother?

Now I know a big shot like the richest man.

Don't give me any chance, otherwise I will let you see with your own eyes how I play with them in front of you!

boom!

Something was thrown in from the window and rolled around on the ground.

Then more round things came in, making rolling sounds on the wooden floor.

Kitahara Chuan looked over subconsciously, and his eyes bulged out when he found out what it was.

Green iron lump.

It looks just like a balloon.

Grenade!

All grenades!

Baga Ya Lou, you are kidding me!!

boom!

Between the lightning and flint.

All six grenades exploded.

There was another loud bang, and the entire building was blown to pieces...

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Chapter 185 Who told you to kill Beiyuan?

Wooden buildings have many advantages.

The disadvantages are also obvious.

As the grenade exploded, the collapsed buildings immediately burst into flames. After waiting for a while to make sure no one had come out, Kitajima Masao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Drive."

After receiving the order, the younger brother immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove away. When the car drove out of Arakawa District and arrived at the port area, several people got out and moved the things in the car to another car that had been prepared.

Finish these.

Masao Kitajima took out a bag from the car and threw it to his younger brother.

"Take this 10 million yen and go to Brazil to hide out. I'll call you back after this incident is over."

"Hayi!"

The two younger brothers agreed and drove towards the dock.

Looking at the exhaust of the car, Okamoto Xiaozhi asked in confusion: "Kitajima-kun, why do you have to kill that bastard Kitahara?! That adult didn't explain it!"

"Idiot! How could a big shot say such a thing? Think carefully about what that person ordered!" Kitajima Masao said with some regret, his eyes seemed like he was looking at a pig teammate.

Okamoto Xiaozhi looked innocent: "It seems that he just said that you can do it yourself!!"

"Isn't this obvious enough? Putting a turtle on that bastard Kitahara's head clearly shows a lot of hatred. If we don't understand such a small matter, how can we be reused in the future?"

"Ah! Is there another meaning? Why didn't I hear it?"

"Besides being good at getting laid and counting money, what else can you do? Is your brain full of shit? If you hadn't saved me, believe it or not, I would have killed you right now."

"But if we kill the leader of the Noguchi-kai without permission, won't the Sumiyoshi family fight us?"

"Can we take over a market worth 30 billion yen without fighting? Now that we have eliminated the Kitahara River gang, we can seize more territory. I'm sure Wakato will be happy to see this result.

"I see! But wouldn't that mean that he has something on us?"

"Idiot! That's why we can be more useful, understand?"

"Even so, it's not a good idea! If we are caught by someone else, such a thing as murder is enough to put us in jail for life."

"What can I do? Even if it were me, I wouldn't trust someone who didn't have any leverage over me. I'm already very lucky. I can definitely make a lot of money by working with such a big shot."

"These things look very important, and it seems that they are related to something shady. Why don't we take a look at what's inside?" Looking at the several large boxes placed at the back through the rearview mirror, Okamoto Xiaozhi suddenly had a bold idea.

Snapped!

A slap came violently.