What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

"Baka!" The youngest member of the gang walking in front roared angrily. He suddenly raised his foot and kicked hard on the desk in the middle of the hall.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the computer monitor on the desk shook a few times, fell to the ground with a "clang" sound, and the screen shattered.

The programmers were frightened by the sudden noise and lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

"Call your boss!" the Yakuza member who kicked the table roared again.

The office door is opened.

Li Zhiqiu put his hands in his pockets and walked out of the office slowly: "This display screen is my family heirloom. You have to pay me at least 10 million yen."

He walked up to the Yakuza member who kicked the table, his tone relaxed.

The young Jidao secretly glanced at Sanshixiong beside him, and seeing him standing there expressionlessly, he understood what the boss meant, and turned to look at Li Zhiqiu: "Boy, my foot is injured, you have to compensate me."

The young Jidao spoke, and he deliberately raised his foot to show his "injured" part.

Li Zhiqiu stared at the young man coldly and said, "When your feet are cut off, it won't hurt anymore."

The young man looked at him and instinctively felt a chill, followed by anger. He raised his arm and pretended to hit him: "You are looking for death!"

This is the job of these young people who have just entered the yakuza.

They find all kinds of random excuses to make unreasonable demands. It's low-level, but it works. Even the police can't do anything to them.

Li Zhiqiu quickly pulled out a baton from his pocket, and just as he was about to swing the baton, his other hand stretched out even faster.

Qin Chuxue grabbed the young man's arm.

Her movements were swift and powerful, and then she twisted violently.

There was only a crisp "click" sound, accompanied by the young man's shrill scream, and the whole hall seemed to fall into a brief silence.

Qin Chuxue let go of her hand, and the young man grabbed her wrist and turned back screaming.

"Hmm?" Li Zhiqiu was stunned, looking at his sister in front of him, who was half a head taller than him, with a neutral and handsome face. He was protected behind him.

What a damn sense of security.

He admitted that at this moment, Qin Chuxue looked very charming and handsome. If a man protected a woman like this, he would definitely fall for her.

"Pa!" A crisp slapping sound suddenly rang out in the hall.

Sanshi Xiong mercilessly slapped the young man in the face with such force that the young man's head tilted to the side.

The young Jidao was caught off guard. He covered his cheek and endured the severe pain. He became quiet in an instant and didn't even dare to make a hum.

Sanshi Xiong withdrew his gaze coldly and looked at Li Zhiqiu.

Li Zhiqiu was also looking at him. Sanshi Xiong was surprised that he dared to look at him. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Zhiqiu carefully. The atmosphere between the two became tense for a while.

After a brief stalemate, Sanshi Xiong suddenly turned around and prepared to leave. "Let's go."

Seeing this, other Yakuza members followed him and prepared to evacuate.

Li Zhiqiu suddenly called out to them: "Wait."

Sanshixiong stopped and looked back at Li Zhiqiu, as if waiting for him to say something.

"You have to pay for kicking my heirloom monitor." Li Zhiqiu pointed at the monitor on the ground.

"Baga!" A middle-aged Taoist priest behind Sanshixiong suddenly turned around.

Just then, footsteps suddenly sounded, and two policemen came forward. Their eyes swept around the hall and finally stopped on Sanshixiong.

The young policeman was visibly stunned when he saw Sanshixiong, and a hint of uneasiness flashed in his eyes.

Li Zhiqiu immediately stepped forward and said to the police with a smile on his face: "These are the people who came to my company and destroyed property for no apparent reason. We have surveillance cameras overhead that can clearly record all their actions."

Li Zhiqiu gestured to the camera on the ceiling.

Sanshixiong had an unsightly expression on his face and waved slightly to his men beside him.

One of his men quickly approached, took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and handed it to Sanshixiong.

Sanshixiong took the banknotes, threw them in front of Li Zhiqiu, looked at him deeply, turned around and left without saying anything.

Seeing this, his men followed closely behind him, and the group quickly disappeared at the door of the hall as if they were fleeing the scene.

After the police left, several employees cleaned up the mess, putting the overturned tables and chairs and the documents scattered on the floor back in their places one by one.

The lights in the hall came on again and the programmers continued to work overtime as if nothing had happened.

Li Zhiqiu sat back in the office. The smile on his face was gone. He closed his eyes and thought.

Qin Chuxue came in with a cup of steaming hot tea: "Would you like some tea?"

"Well, thank you for helping me just now." Li Zhiqiu took the cup of hot tea from Qin Chuxue.

Qin Chuxue smiled indifferently and sat aside casually: "Why do you want to provoke him?"

Soichiro told Li Zhiqiu to call him if he had anything.

But Li Zhiqiu's performance just now left no room for maneuver.

Li Zhiqiu took a sip of tea, the bitterness and fragrance of the tea intertwined on the tip of his tongue, and then he said softly: "There is something wrong with the way he looks at me."

He didn't know Sanshixiong, but he read something familiar in the look Sanshixiong gave him.

This look was very familiar, because he had looked at Koji Nitta with the same look a month ago.

That was a look that absolutely wanted to kill the other person. There was no room for compromise between the two parties, and it had nothing to do with interests.

"Do you want to go to Thailand?" Qin Chuxue suddenly asked while drinking tea.

When Li Zhiqiu heard this, he was stunned at first, and then he understood what Qin Chuxue meant, which was to ask him to run away.

"I thought you would support me."

Li Zhiqiu felt strange that his confrontation with Sanshi Xiong could more or less relieve Qin Zifei's pressure.

"I will also take my mother to Thailand." Qin Chuxue said with a smile.

"Does Sister Qin agree?" Li Zhiqiu frowned, a sense of déjà vu arose in his heart: we are about to fight to the death, why did His Majesty surrender first.

"I didn't tell her." Qin Chuxue shook her head.

"Oh~" Li Zhiqiu breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was just Qin Chuxue's personal idea. Then he looked strange. Running away with her mother was equivalent to giving up all interests. What kind of filial daughter is this?

"We'll talk about this later." Li Zhiqiu said, standing up from his seat. He walked to the window and looked at the gradually falling night outside. "Do me a favor first. I don't like to hold grudges overnight."

Chapter 63

what are you looking at

The car drove steadily on the busy city streets. The neon lights outside the window flickered, reflecting Sanshi Xiong's gloomy face.

He sat in the back seat of the car, holding the phone tightly in his hand, listening to the teasing voice coming from the other end of the phone.

"I didn't expect you to be embarrassed. It seems you are not an ordinary pretty boy. No wonder Qin Zifei likes you. I am interested in you."

Manaka Kariha's voice was somewhat teasing and frivolous.

Shi Xiong felt an inexplicable worry rising in his heart, but even so, his expression remained unchanged, and his voice was low: "I will deal with him."

Manaka Kariha chuckled and continued, "Don't act on impulse. If someone dies, it will be very troublesome. It will attract the police, and you don't want the things we sell to be discovered."

There was a hint of warning and reminder in her tone.

Upon hearing this, Sanshi Xiong frowned.

"The more important he is to Qin Zifei, the better it is for us, isn't it?" Every word she uttered was like an icy blade, dissecting this complicated game.

There was a kind of cruel pleasure hidden in his words, like a cunning snake, spitting out its tongue: "You can slowly send people to his company to torture him and make Concubine Qin lose her composure."

"Okay." Sanshixiong hung up the phone, his eyes turned to the car window, looking at the dark night sky, a chill rose in his heart.

However, under this pressure, I thought of Qin Zifei's graceful figure and motherly gentle face.

Thinking about the painful expression Qin Zifei would show after Li Zhiqiu was killed by him, Sanshi Xiong felt a strange sense of excitement.

Night falls, but the silence of the night has nothing to do with this place.

This is the entertainment district in Adachi District, Tokyo. The neon lights are like millions of colorful snakes, twisting and flickering in the night sky, dispelling the darkness without a trace.

The light was projected onto the street, illuminating every inch of the road.

The roadside bars and nightclubs are like colorful boxes, constantly attracting passers-by.

Fashionably dressed women and men wore popular navel-baring outfits, revealing large areas of snow-white skin.

They stood on the side of the road, scanning the passers-by with sharp eyes, looking for those guests who were a little tipsy and walking a little unsteadily.

Pull passing guests into bars and nightclubs for a second round of consumption.

Li Zhiqiu wore a black baseball cap with the brim drooping slightly, covering his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were fixed on the entrance of the nightclub diagonally opposite.

Qin Chuxue sat beside him and looked at him with interest.

There were people coming and going at the entrance of the nightclub, the lights were bright, and the music was deafening.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Just when the clock struck 11 o'clock.

Sanshixiong appeared at the intersection, followed by six burly Yakuza members.

They marched through the noisy streets in a menacing manner and headed straight for the brightly lit nightclub.

Just as they were about to reach the entrance of the nightclub, two drunk young men suddenly staggered out from the alley next to it.

Their faces were flushed, their eyes were blurry, and they were supporting each other. It was obvious that they were very drunk.

They didn't notice Sanshixiong and his group coming towards them and running straight towards them.

A member of the Jidao clan was quick-witted and stepped forward, standing in front of Sanshixiong.

He was tall, muscular, and had a fierce look on his face. He glared at the two young men and shouted at them without hesitation: "Get out of here, you bastards!"

The two young men were startled by the sudden roar, and their drunkenness instantly dissipated a little.

They looked up and saw Jidao, who seemed to be afraid, but pretended to be calm and shouted: "Today we are meeting the Annihilation Gang, we are afraid of you!"

"The Extinction Gang?" Jidao repeated the strange name, his face becoming increasingly gloomy.

He has been in the industry for so many years, but has never heard of this so-called "gang". Moreover, this extremely childish naming style makes it sound like the kind of gang played by bosozoku kids.

These two guys are obviously here to make people laugh.

The Sanshixiong behind him had already shown some impatience. He stared at Jidao coldly, as if urging him to solve these two troubles quickly.

Jidao felt the pressure from Sanshixiong and felt ashamed.

Facing the two drunken, seemingly underage young men, the rage in his heart was hard to contain.

He took a step forward and slapped one of the young men hard on the face. The slap was so powerful that the young man's face swelled up immediately. He covered his face and let out a miserable scream: "Ah?!"

Jidao spat out one word coldly: "Get out!" His voice was full of unquestionable majesty.

The two young men were frightened out of their wits by the sudden blow. They supported each other and crawled away into the door of the nightclub.

One of the young men turned around and said something cruel: "Just wait for me!"

Jidao looked at their backs, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Little devil."

He muttered to himself, his expression full of disdain. As a real gangster, he was looked down upon by a group of kids. This was simply an insult to him.

The Yakuza behind Sanshixiong also laughed at him, saying that as a gangster, he was looked down upon by a minor.

at this time.

The door of the nightclub was suddenly kicked open, and more than 20 young people poured out like a tide, each of them holding an iron rod or a wine bottle, with anger and arrogance written all over their faces.

"Who dares to attack our members of the Annihilation Gang?"

A tall young man in the lead shouted loudly, his voice echoing in the night sky, causing passers-by around to look sideways.

They were obviously here to stand up for the two young men from before, and judging from their attitude, they were not going to give up.

The faces of several extremely powerful people were as hard as iron, gloomy and cold.

As dignified and powerful people, they were actually looked down upon by a group of immature boys. This was a huge shame and humiliation!

Or the "Mie Mie Gang", a bunch of thugs that sound so far-fetched and not worthy of being in public.