Chapter 316 Plot

However, the figure in the darkness didn't intend to speak at all. With a sudden movement, it rushed towards the proprietress...

The light and shadow changed, and the proprietress finally managed to see the other person's face clearly——

It turned out to be Ichiro Kuroda, an idler living in the town!

A guy who is Yazha pants in modern times.

Without saying a word, he pushed the proprietress to the ground, stretched out his hands, and strangled the proprietress's neck desperately, as if he wanted to strangle her to death.

"Let go, let me go..." The proprietress struggled, but how could the strength of a mere woman be as strong as that of a young man? What's more, when I fell to the ground and the center of gravity of the waist was firmly suppressed, there was no other way to think of except to use nails to buckle, scratch Kuroda's arm, and use pain to force him to let go of her.

And unfortunately, it seems to have no effect!

The proprietress gradually became weak in breathing under Kuroda's chokehold, and a blue light appeared on her face...

"Why, why, what?" The proprietress gradually lost the strength to resist, but asked Kuroda Ichiro, who had no conflicts with her in normal times, with puzzled eyes.

Wanting to figure out the cause of his death at the last minute.

"Why? Because someone wants to buy your life!" Kuroda Ichiro chuckled, with red eyes in his eyes, he leaned into the proprietress's ear and whispered, "Ms. Kurata, she hates you, the vixen who hooked up with her man." Well. So Mrs. Kurata found me two days ago, and asked me to find a chance to kill you at her own expense, and let Boss Kurata return to her side..."

"To be honest, I really envy Boss Kurata. Not only can I marry a beautiful woman like Mrs. Kurata, but I can also enjoy a beautiful woman like you who still has a charm..."

"But it doesn't matter, because soon, I will be able to enjoy the same treatment as Boss Kurata."

After finishing speaking, Tian Hei clenched his hands again, crushing the proprietress' throat bone violently, ending the proprietress' life.

"Now, you belong to me." Kuroda said with a strange smile.

Then I fell down...

...

The next day, Kuroda left the house with a smug face, and walked to the grocery store opened by the boss of Kurata at a pace that his relatives did not recognize.

"Where's your proprietress? Tell her that I, Kuroda Ichiro, came to her to receive the reward." Regardless of the current situation, Kuroda yelled directly at the shop assistants.

"Receive the reward? What kind of reward?" The man was stunned, unaware of the transaction between his wife and Kuroda Ichiro, he said inexplicably.

"Just go and report, and your lady boss will make arrangements." Fortunately, Kuroda Ichiro is not really stupid, knowing that it is not good to speak out about murder, he just leaned to the side with an impatient look on his face. Waved away.

"Okay, I'll report it to you, if..." The man looked at him, said something threatening, and without any further hesitation, he turned and went into the back house.

"Ma'am, ma'am."

"What's the matter?" Madam's maid Xiaoju came out and asked.

"Ichiro Kuroda, an idler who lives at the end of the town, came to the store just now and asked his wife for a reward. He was too young to know if there was such a thing, so he came here to ask for instructions." The waiter said.

"Kuroda Ichiro? Wait." Following Xiaoju into the house, he saw Mrs. Kurata played by a certain female artist, and told her about the matter.

Then Xiaoju came out, led by the staff to the store, found Ichiro Kuroda, and sent him out.

Of course, dismissing is just superficial, and meeting in another place is the truth.

So not long after, Mrs. Kurata, who was dressed in fine clothes, accompanied by Xiaoju, met Ichiro Kuroda who had been waiting for a long time in a relatively hidden place.

"Why are you so anxious to see me?" Mrs. Kurata looked at Ichiro Kuroda with some dissatisfaction.

One is the wife of the owner of the grocery store, and the other is an idler with no livelihood. If word of this gets out, her fate may not be good.

So she was very dissatisfied with Ichiro Kuroda's behavior of going to the grocery store and asking to see her by name.

"Of course it's for Madam to fulfill your promise." Ichiro Kuroda looked Mrs. Kurata up and down, and said with a smile.

The gaze in the eyes is very wrong, which makes Mrs. Kurata feel very disgusted.

But if you hate it, you hate it, and you still have to ask about serious things.

"What a promise."

"Of course it's what we agreed on before." Kuroda Ichiro stepped forward, grabbed Mrs. Kurata's white hand and said.

"You did it?" Mrs. Kurata took a step back in disgust, and pulled her hand out of Kuroda Ichiro's, but she didn't expect this behavior to irritate Kuroda Ichiro even more, and she couldn't help but took another step forward, frowning. "Naturally! Just last night, I strangled her to death in the bathhouse with my own hands. I think the body should have been found by now."

The tone was so sure that Mrs. Kurata couldn't help believing him.

But just to be on the safe side, Mrs. Kurata still called Xiaoju and asked her to inform the coachman, and asked the coachman to go to the town to confirm, so as not to deceive Kuroda Ichiro.

Even if she didn't think Ichiro Kuroda had the guts.

"So my dear, shouldn't you fulfill your promise as promised?" Ichiro Kuroda hugged Mrs. Kurata from behind, and said with a smirk.

"As long as the matter is true, I will naturally not deny it." Mrs. Kurata tried to struggle a bit, and seeing that there was no way to get rid of Kuroda Ichiro, she suppressed her anger and unhappiness, and forced a fake smile.

"Don't worry, it will definitely not be fake." Kuroda Ichiro said confidently.

However, the result of the matter was beyond his expectation—because according to the news detected by the coachman, the proprietress of the bathhouse not only did not die, but also had a radiant face and became extremely glamorous. The old man was also very excited, wishing he could go up and talk to her.

"Impossible!?" Kuroda Ichiro shouted angrily while grabbing the old man's collar in complete disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the bathhouse to see it!" The old man replied with a frightened expression.

"Okay, let's see!" After finishing speaking, Kuroda Ichiro let go of the old man, and hurried back to the town.

And because the original location is not far from the bustling streets in the town, so after a while, Kuroda Ichiro returned to the town, ran to the bathhouse, saw a radiant face, warmly entertaining visitors and The bathhouse proprietress who joked with her acquainted neighbors.

"It's really not dead!?" Kuroda Ichiro murmured, his face turned pale, his face full of the expression of seeing a ghost.

"Hey, isn't this Ichiro? Finally remembered your sister-in-law, have you come to take care of her business? Come in, come in..."

As she said that, the proprietress stepped forward and grabbed Kuroda Ichiro's arm, dragging him half-forced into the bathhouse.

"Unexpected, Kuroda Ichiro? This time, let's do a good job of calculating last night's ledger." The proprietress put her head next to Kuroda Ichiro's ear, and whispered in evil words.

Immediately, Kuroda Ichiro's expression changed, and his trouser legs became wet.

The water droplets dripped slowly, flowing all the way he traveled, and the flow splashed out a clear trajectory of people's movements.