Chapter 539: Beichuan Office

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Seeing Zhou Qingfeng strolling down the street with a toothpick in his mouth, Li Xiang who followed behind was full of doubts. The round face was originally very confident in her eyesight. She felt that the aggressive tall man in front of her was dangerous from the very beginning, but she still underestimated his power.

When this "Lin Sang" walked into Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, he exuded a brutal, violent, and dark aura, so that others would think he was a dangerous person at a glance. Judging from the reactions of sushi restaurant customers and Hashimoto, there is no doubt about this.

Mr. Hashimoto handed over the contract text stored at home almost in tears, but this 'Lin Sang' did not leave immediately after taking the contract, but instead stuffed all the food prepared in the sushi restaurant into his stomach, He also said brazenly, "Anyway, you won't have customers today, but food can't be wasted."

Damn it, he ate something and didn't pay for it!

And after eating,

This 'Lin Sang' left the sushi restaurant with the contract alone, and was going to the office to find the other half of the contract. And when he left, he also asked Hashimoto Nana to prepare a room for him to stay, which made Hashimoto and his wife almost cry.

"Nai-chan, are you just reacting passively like this?" Lixiang shouted angrily, "He bullied Uncle Hashimoto and Aunt Kyoko, and you still prepare bedding for him?"

Hashimoto's family lives in the second of the sushi restaurant, but there is one. Nana immediately started to clean up after receiving the order, but Lixiang, who was a bystander, shouted from the side: "I think we should take the initiative anyway."

"Hey... Oni-chan went to settle the contract that restricts my freedom. I'll help him arrange the room so that he can rest well. What's wrong with that?" Hashimoto Nana stared with big eyes in confusion.

Lixiang slapped Nana on the head hard, but it was not enough for her to hold her head and scream, and said angrily: "Maybe he is a liar, just to scare you. Or he is also trying to control you. Anyway, there must be a bigger conspiracy. "

Hearing her friend's affirmative tone, Hashimoto Nai curled her lips and said, "Oni-chan won't be a liar, he doesn't need to lie to me at all."

"Then what is his share?" Lixiang asked.

But Hashimoto Nana shook her head, "It's not convenient to tell you the portion of Oni-chan."

"Nakko!" Lixiang's voice raised several octaves, her round face flushed with anger, "I'm your best friend, but you still have something to hide from me. Have you been subjected to witchcraft and your mind has been deprived?" .I think I should take you to the shrine to see."

Puchi... Hashimoto Nai laughed, and said calmly: "I also think that Oni-chan really knows witchcraft. Anyway, since I saw him, I have been willing to be him."

Ruined!

Seeing Nana's obedient SI face, Lixiang felt that she was more responsible to save her friend from the hands of ghosts. So she ran out of the sushi restaurant and rushed to Beichuan's office, hoping to obtain some kind of evidence, for example: this strange 'Lin Sang' was actually in the same group as Beichuan.

The Beichuan Office is located in Shinjuku District, where commercial activities are dense and the entertainment industry is developed. However, there are still telephone poles on the street, and it seems that there has been no infrastructure for decades.

The offices here are often not as simple as discovering celebrities. After all, the celebrity market is not so easy to develop, but various entertainment venues often need fresh goods.

Lixiang came here by taxi,

When I got out of the car, I bumped into Zhou Qingfeng who was wandering in the street. The latter was holding a piece of paper with the address written on his face. Obviously, he has a headache about the addresses of "Hongo", "chome", "ban" and "number" in Japan.

"Lixiang, why are you here?" Zhou Qingfeng was still surprised when he saw the round face, "But you came just in time, tell me, where is this Beichuan office? I have asked several LU people, but no one Willing to tell me. If you ask anyone, they will say they don’t know.”

You ask people where Yakuza's office is? Of course others are scared away by you.

Lixiang complained silently in her heart, but she still led Zhou Qingfeng to Beichuan's office, and asked repeatedly: "Are you really not Beichuan's subordinate?"

"Do you think a Chinese would be a yakuza in Japan?"

"What's so strange about this? There are many gangsters in Japan, but apart from robbing land, they usually harm middle-aged people."

"Hiss..., I can only say that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds."

"Are you sure you want to trouble Joji Kitagawa?"

"certainly."

"Then I can only wish you luck!"

After some conversation, the round face avoided it from afar. But she didn't go far, just watched the excitement at the other side of the street. Zhou Qingfeng, who was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, coughed and walked into a seemingly ordinary building.

Go up the elevator and wait for the elevator door to open with a clang on the third floor. Zhou Qingfeng takes a step outside, and there is a spacious entrance. This place is unusual at first glance!

Standing at the elevator entrance were two shirtless men with embroidered patterns, their gazes fierce. And in the lobby, there are several idle people with vicious faces, who are not kind people at first glance.

The music played in the lobby is a unique Japanese Noh play, which is the kind of "babbling babbling" for a long time, which makes people panic when listening to it. The men were listening with great interest, but when they saw Zhou Qingfeng coming in, they immediately sat up with serious faces.

Several hands-shaped guys looked at Zhou Qingfeng with probing, dignified, violent, and excited eyes. They each took out a few baseball bats from a convenient place and slowly surrounded them.

But Zhou Qingfeng looked around and walked to the front desk in the lobby openly. He put Hashimoto Nana's contract on the table, and asked a white-faced artist in a kimono behind the stage, "I'm looking for Kitagawa Joji."

"Baga, is our team leader's name you can call whatever you want?" A little leader wearing only a loincloth, with large tattoos on his arms and cuffs exposed, led a group of noisy younger brothers, each holding a murder weapon. Forced up.

All kinds of fighting with weapons are indispensable in Yakuza's territory, and the people here are familiar with each other. Seeing Zhou Qingfeng coming in alone, a group of people rushed forward like tigers.

The artist at the front desk was very experienced, and he hid under the stage as soon as he stooped down. He was calm and skilled, and he was obviously used to it. The surrounding hands shook all kinds of murder weapons, their faces were gloomy and ferocious, and they were extremely ferocious.

Ordinary people's first reaction when they see this kind of scene is to turn around and run away, or collapse on the spot, unable to exert a single point of strength, and can't do anything except scream and cry.

As for the bullying of the weak by the crowd, the members of Yakuza are also very familiar with it. In their view, as long as one of them hits, the idiot wearing sunglasses on the opposite side will fall down, without any effort.

Seeing that his own side has set up a battle, the little leader of the team leader said with a smirk: "No matter who you are, this is not a place where you can break in casually. It is a big mistake not to say honorifics to our team leader. Now cut off your fingers." There is still time to plead guilty!" (.)

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