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

[Sumiyoshi-kai] could only grit their teeth and swallow it.

After careful analysis, the only person who could do such a thing is the beautiful woman Kana Morisawa herself. She is the only winner here.

After the incident, he took control of the entire Yamaguchi-gumi.

This horrible woman.

"We can negotiate," Kana Morisawa said elegantly. "The cargo at Tokyo Port belongs to you, so give us 30%."

"I only want 30%, it's not much at all. Just give me 30%, and everything will be settled. We can reconcile and do your thing. You do yours, and we do ours."

"This is my final condition. There is no room for bargaining. If you don't agree, there is no need to discuss further."

"Hi! Madam..." Fukuda Haruryo said softly, "Can I call and ask for instructions from President Nishiguchi Shigeo?"

Kana Morisawa stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation.

After hanging up the phone, Fukuda Haruyoshi bowed and said, "Madam, President Nishiguchi Shigeo has agreed to your terms and is ready to transfer the contract. I'm waiting for you to sign it."

Kana Morisawa nodded: "Tell him I will go. Since he has agreed, our two families will develop peacefully in Tokyo. In fact, it should have been done a long time ago."

Kana Morisawa smiled warmly, stretched out her hand, and the old man next to her handed her a cigar.

Kana Morisawa picked up a cigar and put it in Haru Fukuda's mouth, then lit it for him: "From now on, we are a family. Tell Shigeo Nishiguchi not to just focus on Tokyo. There are so many territories in Kanto waiting for our two families to take them."

"As long as Nishiguchi Shigeo is willing to join us in exploring new lands with the Yamaguchi-gumi, the influence of the Sumiyoshi-kai will definitely not be limited to Tokyo. I'm telling you."

"Hi! Madam, I'll definitely tell the president." Futian Qingliao smelled the alluring fragrance of the lady in front of him, quickly took the cigar from his mouth, and wiped the sweat off his forehead: "Then I will take my leave first."

He bent his body and slowly walked out the door.

"Madam..." Seeing Fukuda Haruryo leave, the old man beside her said, "Let me sign the contract. It's too dangerous for you to go. Nishiguchi Shigeo will definitely not hand over 30% of the cargo so easily."

"What contract? What qualifications do they have to negotiate?" Morisawa Kana sneered, "Tonight, all Yamaguchi-gumi members will be dispatched to wipe out all their operations in Arakawa and Asodo districts."

"Remember to say hello to the police officers in your area after the fight and give them some gifts."

"After tonight, they will only have one base camp, Edogawa."

"Who dares to negotiate with me? For one week, only the Yamaguchi-gumi will be allowed in Tokyo."

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Kim Mi-jung arrives at the Ariake Arena in Tokyo.

Looking around at the huge alloy arena.

This was her first time in such a large underground arena.

In small cages, gladiators fought for life and death.

The audience around were betting crazily, and the winners were cheering loudly.

The losers were dejected and kept cursing.

There is violence and blood everywhere.

In comparison, South Korea is too small.

There was also a commotion in the arena.

Such a beautiful woman with purple hair came here.

White shirt, black skirt.

Black high heels with red soles and a pair of black stockings wrapped around white thighs.

Sexy, mature and charming.

Naturally, it attracted the covetous gazes of countless men.

But everyone knows that this is not a place where trouble can occur.

Zhang Benhe is no joke. Even the recent sword master died under his fist.

Dead like a piece of rag.

What's more, the sword of the sword master, Crescent Moon Munechika, turned into an old Shikigami that had disappeared for hundreds of years. When it was shocking the whole audience, it was also smashed to pieces by a slap that suddenly appeared.

Zhang Benhe alone is already so terrifying, but looking at his respectful look, it is clear that there is an even more terrifying mysterious person behind him.

In the high-level VIP seats, a pair of eyes were fixed on Jin Meiting.

He is an old acquaintance of Kim Mi-jeong, an old rival in the Kansai Grand Prix, and the president of Japan Yoshimoto Kogyo Co., Ltd., Yoshino Isao.

As the president of Japan's largest entertainment company, he has so many stars under his management, bringing huge profits to the company every year.

Despite losing at the Kansai Grand Prix, Yoshino Isao didn't take it too seriously.

It's nothing more than avoiding the limelight of Oda Yui and delaying the debut of several new artists.

Only.

It’s not a big deal. In business, what matters is long-term interests.

"Team Leader Jin." Yoshino Izao's eyes lit up when he saw the beautiful Jin Meiting in the crowd and he walked over.

He approached, smiled, and held out his hand.

The beautiful Korean woman also smiled politely and stretched out her fair little hand.

Yoshino Izano squeezed the little hand gently. The little hand was soft and boneless in his palm, and it was cool and pleasant to the touch.

Even though Yoshino Isa, who was used to playing with women, couldn't help but feel a little hot in his heart when he looked at the face in front of him and the white and tall plump flesh under her shirt, and smelled her charming fragrance.

"President Yoshino Isa." Jin Meiting said with a smile: "Long time no see."

"It's so rare to meet here. Team Leader Jin, would you please do me the honor of having a meal with us?" Yoshino Isao said with a smile, "I've admired Team Leader Jin for a long time."

"Isn't there a beautiful woman next to President Yoshino Isao?" Jin Meiting said with a smile.

She had long noticed that the jealous look in the woman next to her seemed to want to kill her. Jin Meiting was very familiar with this kind of look.

"Oh, let me introduce you, Team Leader Jin. This is Yumi Asada, the daughter of the Asada family," Yoshino Isao said. "The Asada family is a long-standing family of Onmyoji in Tokyo. Team Leader Jin has been in Japan for so long, so he should have some understanding of Onmyoji families."

Jin Meiting smiled indifferently and nodded, then turned her gaze to the entrance to the inner room not far away.

Two burly men stood at the entrance, one on the left and one on the right.

I have just informed you and am waiting for feedback from the person who has come out.

"Miss Jin, what do you want?" Yoshino Izao followed Jin Meiting's gaze and asked.

"I'm here to discuss something with the owner." Jin Meiting said.

"Miss Jin, you're being a bit fanciful." Asada Yumi sneered, "The owner here doesn't just meet guests casually. He's only shown his face three or four times in the first half of this year."

Jin Meiting smiled faintly. Since the boss asked her to come here, there would definitely be no problem.

Yoshino Isao also smiled and said, "Team Leader Jin, can I ask what we're talking about?"

"It's nothing. I'm alone in Japan and want to hire some bodyguards." Jin Meiting said.

"Ah."

Yumi Asada sneered even louder.

Yoshino Isao raised the corner of his mouth and tried to smooth things over: "Team Leader Jin is Korean, so he might not understand. The owner here hardly ever sees outsiders, let alone this kind of hiring business."

"Otherwise, we businessmen would have already paid for it. The gladiators here are all bloodthirsty and fearless. Being their bodyguards is the safest option."

"Really?" Jin Meiting smiled slightly and didn't say much.

You can't, that's because you are too weak. If you don't have a boss, sometimes you don't even know what the top of the world looks like.

"Or, I can introduce a few Onmyoji families to Team Leader Jin. With my face, I believe..." Before Yoshino Izao finished his words, the voices in the audience suddenly quieted down.

Everyone was looking at him.

Yoshino Isao couldn't help but look in the direction everyone was looking.

A shirtless man wearing slippers and shorts walked out from the inner field.

Zhang Benhe.

The overwhelming momentum caused the entire audience to be silent.

Even the gladiators who were fighting in several cages separated temporarily, panting and watching.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

The only sound in the whole place was the sound of Zhang Benhe's slow flip-flops.

All eyes were focused on Yoshino Isa and Asada Yumi, which caused their adrenaline to surge rapidly.

Because Zhang Benhe walked towards them.

Yoshino Isa quickly said: "I am..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was glared at by the impatient Zhang Benhe, and was so scared that he interrupted his self-introduction.

"Excuse me, which one was sent by Master Fang?" Zhang Benhe asked, looking at the two strange women.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang, my boss asked me to come and see you." Jin Meiting looked at the man with an aura of awe and said.

"It's you? Come with me." Zhang Benhe looked at Jin Meiting, nodded, and waved at Jin Meiting.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on this beautiful woman.

The dialogue is crystal clear.

but.

Who is her boss, the Master Fang mentioned by Zhang Benhe, that could make the owner of the arena come to greet him personally?

Jin Meiting looked at the shocked Yoshino Isao and Asada Yumi and smiled slightly: "I won't bother Mr. Yoshino to introduce the Onmyoji."

After saying that, she followed Zhang Benhe, twisting her exaggerated fat buttocks, and walked into the backstage.

Yoshino Izao looked at Jin Meiting's back and took a breath. This foreign colleague whom he looked down upon seemed to be becoming more and more out of his reach.

Yumi Asada became more and more uneasy, wondering if she had angered a powerful enemy for her family.

"Ms. Jin, please sit down." Zhang Benhe took the teapot and personally poured a cup of tea for Jin Meiting.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." Jin Meiting stood up flattered and bowed in gratitude.

Not to mention Yoshino Isao and that Onmyoji family's Yumi Asada, the two of them had dumbfounded expressions.

Looking at the bloodthirsty gladiators in the arena suddenly becoming quiet, Jin Meiting knew how powerful this man was.

"Master Fang asked Miss Jin to come to me. Is there anything you want me to do?" Zhang Benhe said with a kind smile.

"It's like this, Mr. Zhang." Jin Meiting recounted what happened to her.

"It's a small matter." Zhang Benhe put down his teacup. "I'll have one of my apprentices go over and protect Miss Jin. I'll also find you a few decent underground boxers. They can beat up several ordinary Yin-Yang masters at once."

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhang." Jin Meiting quickly stood up and picked up the teacup.

"You're welcome. These bastards must be so happy to hear that they can get money without fighting." Zhang Benhe waved his hand.

"Uncle Zhang..." Suddenly a clear shout came from outside the door, startling Jin Meiting.

A plain-faced and somewhat haggard woman stood at the door, and Zhang Benhe's happy expression made her realize that this beautiful woman was not simple either.

Jin Meiting looked at the woman carefully. She was a little younger than herself.

Wearing a white T-shirt and jeans.

Youthful and beautiful.

Unlike her own style, her face is both pure and charming.

If he enters the entertainment industry, he will definitely be an idol-level superstar, and his acting range will be very wide.

She can play the girl next door or the world-famous slut.

"You're back?" Zhang Benhe waved warmly, "Is everything okay at home?"

"Dad passed away, Uncle Zhang, I don't have a dad anymore." Shenmuli came over, lowered her head sadly, and held her two little hands together.

"Is this their Bushido spirit? A bunch of shameless bastards, I'm going to avenge you right now." Zhang Benhe stood up angrily: "I'll wipe them out with one punch."

The teacup on the table was shaken by Zhang Benhe's sudden burst of momentum, and it jingled on the tea tray.