People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

A bunch of guys who don't know how to live or die.

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A bonsai art museum in Edogawa Ward.

Kana Morisawa looked at the Yamaguchi-gumi members crawling on the ground with an expressionless face.

Still wearing black mourning clothes.

Half of the injured shoulder was exposed.

The wound on my shoulder hasn't healed completely yet.

Still wrapped in white bandages.

A pair of long white legs wrapped in hollow black tights were placed together with the widow's mourning clothes on her body.

There is a sense of contrasting desire.

But this time.

The cadres below no longer looked at Kana Morisawa presumptuously.

Instead, he just crawled on the ground obediently.

The head is pressed tightly against the ground.

After the last attack by the Yamaguchi-gumi, which resulted in the deaths of many senior officials.

The widow of the seventh generation of Kana Morisawa cleansed up the internal forces with iron-blooded means.

Many small leaders and senior cadres fell.

but.

The vacant position was quickly filled by a new person.

There is never a shortage of people in underworld organizations.

These people who came up were the group of people lying down below.

After losing some senior officials, the strength of the Yamaguchi-gumi declined significantly.

but.

Kana Morisawa has become more in control.

Compared with the previous situation where everyone was fighting on their own, the current combat effectiveness is unprecedentedly high.

[Sumiyoshi-kai] We have been having a lot of headaches lately because of Kim Mi-jung's army of self-media.

Being repeatedly controlled by the government, it retreated to its original nest in Tokyo.

They were not able to occupy territory on a large scale due to the turmoil in the Yamaguchi-gumi.

The trending search has already dropped.

The government and the people began to slowly forget.

The Sumiyoshi-kai also began to stir.

But the Yamaguchi-gumi has completed its blood transfusion.

Despite the heavy damage to the strength.

Kana Morisawa said calmly, "Do you understand the plan just now? If you have any questions, please speak up."

It was quiet.

"Very good, then proceed as planned. First, avoid a direct conflict with the Sumiyoshi-kai and prevent the government from focusing on regulating microfinance companies."

"Secondly, each ministry must control the number of newspapers businesses can order according to the plan. Remember, you can use any means, but avoid violence and injuring people, and certainly not causing deaths."

"Society is different now, so our approach has to change. Those who have absolutely no income, no assets, and even no friends or family are not our clients. We are not allowed to lend them any money, no matter how much."

"Whoever released this kind of mess will have to take responsibility for it."

"When collecting bad debts, stop using tactics like throwing paint and dirt. Switch to harassing me by phone, visiting me, using text messages and apps. Harass everyone in their contact list until they pay you back."

"Previous threats and intimidation are no longer acceptable. They must be replaced with threats of lawsuits and social relations."

"Subordinates in all departments must strictly memorize the company's newly released script manual. This will be counted towards their performance."

"In short, I will make everyone in the Yamaguchi-gumi rich. Please wait and see."

"Anyone who is dissatisfied with the Yamaguchi-gumi's new rules is dissatisfied with your wallet."

"Our initial target is Tokyo, then Kansai, Japan."

“Then Southeast Asia.”

"do you understand?"

"Hi!" everyone shouted in response.

Kana Morisawa nodded with satisfaction.

This kind of pleasure of having hundreds of responses from one person is almost comparable to the outburst of sexual desire.

The taste of power is truly intoxicating!

But the emptiness in my body became more intense as time went by.

I haven't seen that man for a long time.

When will I see him again?

I miss that kind of strength that I can never reach.

In front of this group of crawling subordinates.

Kana Morisawa's white legs rubbed against each other.

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Wait until Shenmuli leaves.

Fang Zuo's spiritual thoughts spread out.

Momonogi Kana's dormitory was empty.

She was not in the dormitory.

But it was in a small playground not far from him.

He sat on the equipment with his chin in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.

She looked down at the right side of her T-shirt, which was still purple and swollen.

Sighed.

Take out the necklace from around your neck.

One click.

There's a small photo inside.

Fang Zuo concentrated his mind.

The photo is of a handsome man.

Wearing an ancient European knight costume.

Sitting on an armored warhorse.

Majestic.

Momonogi Kana closed the necklace again.

He sighed again and walked towards the dormitory building with his skateboard.

"What are you looking at?" When she came downstairs, she saw Fang Zuo staring at her strangely, and she felt annoyed.

Fang Zuo raised an eyebrow: "Does it hurt?"

Momonogi Kana was stunned?

How did he know that his right side was swollen and painful?

Even looking in the mirror, you can see that the bulge on the T-shirt is larger on one side and smaller on the other.

Seeing Fang Zuo's eyes sweeping over his size.

Did he find out too?

I thought this uncle was pretty good.

He's also a wretched man.

"What's it got to do with you, pervert?" Momonogi Kana put away her expression.

The other person's left senses deteriorated rapidly.

He snorted coldly.

Fang Zuo didn't care either.

I can't wait to see the incense world of Momonogi Kana tonight.

By the way, help her adjust the size of the other side.

It doesn't look pretty.

Fang Zuo closed his eyes again, waiting for the night to come.

The whole school slowly fell silent.

Everyone fell asleep.

But at this moment.

A gust of fragrant wind rushed into Fang Zuo's nose.

At the same time, the fragrant breath made Fang Zuo's face itchy.

"Are you asleep?"

A soft and coquettish voice said.

Fang Zuo opened his eyes.

A beautiful woman's face, mature and charming, was so close to him that it was about to touch him.

So close that I could smell the fragrance of her every breath.

"Who are you?" Fang Zuo asked with a frown.

I don't know her.

The beautiful woman was wearing a green chiffon top and a plaid long skirt.

Very ordinary outfit.

But Fang Zuo could tell at a glance that the woman's face was not simple.

This mature and beautiful woman has brown hair.

Peach-colored face, willow-shaped eyebrows, and bright red lips.

The slightly round face has a natural blush.

There was an indescribable spring feeling at the corner of her mouth.

coquettish.

Extremely coquettish.

Flirtatious to the core is the perfect way to describe her.

There is no other adjective to describe it except coquettish.

There are no deliberate movements or expressions to show off one's coquettishness.

She gently tucked her hair behind her ear.

It was just a faint smile.

They all reveal a sense of spring satisfaction.