What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

Chapter 71

lover

Inside the police station.

"Is there still law?" the young lawyer said impassionedly, pointing to the five young men with bandages covering their heads. "My client is an ordinary high school student. He was just drinking and singing in the bar. Just because of a few verbal disputes, this gangster ruthlessly smashed his head with an iron rod. Blood is all over the floor!"

"This is a violation of human rights and a contempt for the law!" the young lawyer said passionately, "We will not reconcile! I ask the court to give a fair trial and make those who trample on the law pay the price!"

The police looked strange because the gang members called the police and asked for a lawyer after the fight.

This is truly the first time in his many years of career.

He turned his gaze to the middle-aged lawyer standing beside him and said, "If the two parties cannot reach a settlement, we will open a case for investigation."

The middle-aged lawyer had an extremely ugly expression on his face and looked at the young lawyer with a cold gaze, but the other party looked at him directly without fear.

"Okay, I will provide evidence of my client's innocence." The middle-aged lawyer finally spoke.

The atmosphere in Sanshixiong's office was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.

The middle-aged lawyer pushed open the door and walked in cautiously. He felt the low pressure in the room and his body trembled involuntarily.

He lowered his head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of Sanshixiong.

"What's the situation?" Sanshixiong spoke in a deep voice, without any emotion in his tone. His fists on the table were clenched white, like a giant bear that was ready to pounce and tear people alive at any time.

The middle-aged lawyer swallowed his saliva and said, "The police said they will open a case for investigation."

"I just want results." Sanshixiong's tone was low and suffocating.

Fujino was the most capable team leader under him. To be on the safe side, he let Fujino take the lead last night, but he was caught by the police.

The middle-aged lawyer felt this invisible pressure, and sweat broke out on his forehead:

"It's very difficult. Even if we can prove that the five injured people were the ones who took the initiative to cause trouble and that adults and minors were fighting each other, the most they can do is criticize and educate them."

With a crisp "crack" sound, the glass in Sanshixiong's hand shattered under the huge pressure.

The glass fragments pierced his palm, and blood seeped out from between his fingers and dripped onto the table, which was particularly eye-catching.

Sanshixiong's expression did not change at all: "Go out, and try to get Fujino out."

The middle-aged lawyer trembled, bowed deeply, and lowered his head even lower: "Yes."

At the training ground outside Adachi Ward, the sunlight shines through the treetops, casting dappled shadows.

The training had just ended. Chizuru sat on the ground with a group of young people, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down her cheeks.

The dance teacher, a gentle woman, walked up to Qianhe and looked at her with admiration: "You are very talented. You are the best performer this year. I will recommend you to debut early."

"Well, I'll try my best." Qianzuru quickly adjusted her expression and hid the strange look in her heart.

She had been undercover here for a week, and it was nothing like the high-paying scam park she had imagined.

This place actually trains artists seriously.

There were many guys around who looked like they were from gangs and had fierce faces.

But as long as the trainees complete the training tasks seriously, they will not deliberately make things difficult for them.

During this week, due to the mandatory standard schedule.

Her life became unusually regular.

She went to bed early and got up early every day, ate on time, and even the dark circles under her eyes disappeared without her noticing.

Even for those who really can't bear to leave, in addition to not having any salary, there will be farewell parties and souvenirs, which is even quite humane.

Chizuru looked around at the spirited young men and women who came to the training ground with her.

Under strict training, temperament has undergone tremendous changes.

They were originally decadent and unruly, but now they inexplicably appear to be positive and full of energy.

Qianzuru thought it was outrageous: "What the hell? Gangs should just be gangs. Now it's like a motivational training camp."

Just then, a young girl came over, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

She had a bright smile on her face, and her eyes revealed her envy of Chizuru: "Congratulations, Chiba, you have the opportunity to debut early."

"Thank you." Qianzuru responded politely. The girl gave herself the stage name Xiaotao and she came half a month earlier than her.

The two of them got along very well.

Qianhe glanced around quickly. When no one noticed, she lowered her voice and said, "Actually, this place is not very legal. The corporal punishment and live broadcast..."

The underworld will really make you understand what cruelty is when it comes to troublemakers and those who maliciously sabotage work.

Otherwise, how could these energetic young men and women be so obedient?

But after a week, Chizuru saw some people couldn't stand it and left, but no one thought there was a problem here.

After hearing what Chizuru said, Xiao Tao was stunned at first, then smiled: "The management companies outside use contracts to exploit artists and make them bear debts, but they are legal. Here, as long as you work hard, you can get paid, and you can leave if you really can't stand it, so I like it here."

Qianhe's expression became complicated. She knew all this.

As night falls, the lights outside the training ground dim.

Chizuru finally got the cell phone, which gave her only one hour of free time every day.

She looked at the message from Kenji Tsuda flashing on the screen of her mobile phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally called.

The call was dialed.

Qianhe took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calm: "I still need to be undercover for a while."

Kenji Tsuda was silent for a long time on the other end of the phone. An undercover agent could call so openly. He felt that Chizuru was just looking for an excuse to avoid him:

"There have been a lot of gang fights in Adachi District lately, and we are shorthanded."

Qianzuru was silent for a moment: "Okay, I'll think about it."

After she hung up the phone, she stood there in silence for a long time.

This place is undoubtedly against the law, but for those psychopathic guys and girls who are always causing trouble, this is their place of salvation.

"Ah." Qianzuru sighed softly.

Just then, her attention was suddenly attracted by a group of people.

She saw Nitta Akira, the leader of some bad boys in the training ground, hurriedly leaving in a car with more than a dozen people.

Qianhe narrowed her eyes. These people often went out at night and were often injured when they came back.

In the spacious office on the other side, Concubine Qin Zi was sitting next to the exquisite tea set. She was wearing a kimono today.

The soft fabric flowed gracefully over her body, her long hair was gently tied up, revealing her fair neck, and her whole body exuded a gentle, wifely feeling.

Li Zhiqiu stole a glance at Qin Zifei's feet, which were a pair of slender feet wearing exquisite wooden clogs: "Mom, I hope you can spread the news that I am actually your adopted lover, and you need some intimate photos of you and me."

Chapter 72

mom

Concubine Qin Zifei paused for a moment while holding the tea, a strange look flashed across her beautiful face, but she soon returned to her smile.

She gently put down the tea set in her hand and looked at Li Zhiqiu, her eyes as deep as lake water, with a deep look in them: "Can you tell mom the reason?"

Li Zhiqiu felt a little nervous under her gaze that seemed to see through everything.

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound more serious: "Sanshi Xiong has been spying on you, Mom. I need to add more fuel to the fire. This way I have the confidence to defeat him completely."

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Qin Zifei.

Her graceful figure and mature charm have a magic unique to mature women that makes it difficult to look away.

Qin Zifei did not answer immediately after hearing this, but her mature pupils flashed with a sharp light, as if she wanted to analyze Li Zhiqiu's innermost thoughts one by one.

Li Zhiqiu's reasons are far-fetched.

The atmosphere in the office became subtle at this moment.

Li Zhiqiu's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken a little, and he seemed to be able to feel the strong vibration of every heartbeat.

He knew that Qin Zifei would not believe this reason, but he also knew that many times, all one needed was a reasonable reason.

As for what Qin Zifei would think, I couldn't care less.

These days he had the upper hand in brief confrontations with the Three Stone Bears, but that was only a temporary advantage gained by taking advantage of the Three Stone Bears being caught off guard.

His current situation is not optimistic.

The fight between gangs is essentially a competition of funds behind the scenes.

Akira Nitta invites bad guys to fight, and the appearance fee for each person is 1 yen, so for 20 people that's 20 yen. In addition, there are injuries, medical expenses, and nutrition expenses, which are higher than the appearance fee, ranging from 10 to 20 yen per person depending on the severity of the injury.

Otherwise, why would others risk their lives for just 10,000 yen?

We also have to hire a lawyer for Nanase Ren, and that costs money.

The gangs on TV were fighting each other, with guns pointed at them and shooting.

In real life, gangs clash with each other and use bank cards to make deals everywhere.

Li Zhiqiu had 9 million yen, but after two days of the war, he had less than 3 million left, with an average daily expenditure of 3 million.

Of course, Sanshixiong suffered greater losses than him. The cost of store renovation and lost business alone was over 10 million.

Concubine Qin Zi looked at Li Zhiqiu deeply, and did not answer immediately. Instead, she picked up the teacup in her hand and took a sip.

She gently put down the teacup in her hand. When the delicate porcelain cup touched the table, it made a slight crisp sound, which was particularly clear in this tense office.

She raised her head and her eyes fell on Li Zhiqiu: "Xiaoqiu, I am your mother, right?"

Li Zhiqiu was stunned. He didn't expect Qin Zifei to ask such a strange question.

He looked up at Qin Zifei and saw a motherly love in her beautiful eyes: "Yes, you are my mother."

"Okay, Mom will help you." She did not ask Li Zhiqiu further: "What do you need me to do?"

Li Zhiqiu took out the yogurt and lubricant, mixed them together, his heart beating rapidly.

He gently took off the clogs and white socks on Qin Zifei's feet, revealing her pair of snow-white slender feet, which were so smooth that they could be held in one hand.

Li Zhiqiu stole a glance at Qin Zifei. She sat quietly with a faint smile on her face, letting him do whatever he wanted.

He was a little bolder. Qin Zifei's toes were slender and well-proportioned. It was a pity that she was not wearing transparent black stockings today, otherwise one would have thought how good they would feel to touch.

Li Zhiqiu carefully lifted up her bare feet. He gently spread the mixture on his palms and slid his fingers lightly over the back of her feet. Her skin felt smooth as silk.

The mixture was slightly cool, and with the gentle touch of Li Zhiqiu's fingers, it touched Qin Zifei's skin.

Her toes were slightly curled up, and Li Zhiqiu gently separated her toes and applied the ointment between her toes.

The snow-white jade feet seemed to be coated with a layer of oil and became extremely astringent.

Li Zhiqiu put them together with the clogs and poured some stirring gunpowder. He took out his mobile phone and took pictures of his feet and clogs covered with the strange sticky substance.

During the whole process, Qin Zifei just looked at him quietly.

"Let's leave it this way for now." Li Zhiqiu reluctantly withdrew his gaze, understanding the principle of gradual progress.

Today he has touched Qin Zifei's feet, which is already a good start.

Next, he needs to achieve better results with Sanshixiong, so that he can unlock more intimate photos with Qin Zifei with justification.

Of course, his goal is not just photos.

Li Zhiqiu glanced at Qin Zifei's towering chest under her kimono. With a size like this, he could be straightforward.

Qin Zifei looked at him with a smile, her eyes seemed to reach into his heart.

She took out a bank card from the drawer and handed it to Li Zhiqiu: "Here is 20 million. If you need more, you can talk to mom."

Li Zhiqiu's face lit up. He just needed the money. He took the bank card and said, "Thank you, Mom."

He said goodbye and just walked to the office door, ready to open it and leave.

Qin Zifei's voice sounded softly behind him: "Zhiqiu, your safety is more important than anything else."

He paused, turned around and looked at Qin Zifei. Her beautiful eyes were as deep as lake water, which made people indulge in them involuntarily.