Chapter 254: Master of the Underworld, Cowherd’s Shop of Destiny (Two-in-One, Please Subscribe!!!)

But the next second, the behavior of the old man and the woman was completely beyond Komatsu Ayako's expectation.

The woman with a body comparable to that of a supermodel stood up slightly on her toes wearing high heels, gently pressed her red lips on the old man's face, and in the process, she stuffed a business card with lip prints into the pocket of the old man's coat. .

After doing this, she cast a wink at the old man and left amid the cheers and cheers of those who picked her up.

The old man smiled, took out a brand new white handkerchief and gently wiped away the red lip marks on his cheeks, and came to the counter facing Komatsu Ayako's surprised gaze.

"Hello, beautiful lady." The old man smiled and handed over a passport.

"Ah, okay." Komatsu Ayako was stunned for a moment before coming back to her senses and quickly took the passport book with both hands.

She couldn't help but think that the old man was indeed a gentleman. He had just said goodbye to such a stunning female companion. Compared with a beauty of that level, she was like an ugly duckling rolling in the quagmire. However, the old man did not hesitate to use the word "beautiful". "This word describes herself. Looking at his faint smile, Ayako felt like she was floating in the clouds for a moment.

Ayako opened the leather-wrapped passport and absentmindedly checked the photos and other important information. She hurriedly scanned the first page and found nothing wrong. All the information was legal and compliant until she turned the second page. Ayako was suddenly startled. She suddenly recalled a strange detail, and quickly turned back to the first page, wondering if she had read it wrong.

After confirming that she was not mistaken, Ayako gasped.

"Is there anything wrong? My information." The old man asked politely.

"No...no." Komatsu Ayako subconsciously raised her head, met the old man's bright eyes, and said involuntarily, "Um...your passport says that your date of birth is 18..."

When Komatsu Ayako scanned the birth date information for the first time, she was in a state of being stunned by the old man's elegant and handsome smile, but when she came back to her senses, she instinctively realized that something was wrong.

She is twenty-five years old. She has been working in the immigration hall of the airport since she graduated. For four years, she has met all kinds of people and browsed tens of thousands of passports. Without exception, in the date of birth column, they all read " The numbers start with 19" and are basically larger than the number "1940". Because of airline regulations, it is risky for people over 70 to fly and require a health certificate within six months.

Ayako was frightened when she suddenly saw the birth year starting with "18". After mentally calculating the old man's age several times, she still couldn't believe it and wondered if there was a mistake printed on the passport.

"October 28, 1878, is my birthday. I was born in 1878." The old man said fondly, "If you think about it, one hundred and thirty-two is actually not too old. After all, it can still attract young people." The girl gave me a passionate kiss and left a business card. One of my students once told me that as long as the heart is still beating, you are still young, so I can be considered a young person."

One hundred and thirty-two years old, the old man in front of me is actually one hundred and thirty-two years old!

At first glance, Komatsu Ayako even thought that the old man was only half of his real age. Thinking that she had just become obsessed with a man of the level of her great-great-grandfather, Komatsu Ayako couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

"You just said that your student...are you a professor or lecturer by profession?" Komatsu Ayako stamped the "permission to enter" stamp on her passport and asked casually when handing back her passport.

"I have had many careers, but I still like being an educator the most. What could move you more than watching your students become successful?" The old man smiled and put his passport into his wallet, " Of course, some of the students I have taught are very smart and some are stupid. Coincidentally, my three most proud students are all in Japan now. The sentence just now is what one of them said to me. He is from our place. The best one, and if you've ever seen that kid, you'll know, he's awesome!"

"Are you coming to Japan this time to find your favorite disciple?" Ayako subconsciously followed the old man's words and asked.

"No, I'm not here to find them." The old man shook his head, "Remember, madam, I just told you that there will be stupid students if there are smart students, and some students still can't finish learning after decades. If he doesn’t learn a lesson well at such an old age, he has to bother me, the teacher, to travel thousands of miles to teach him the lesson.”

"You are really a responsible educator!" Although Komatsu Ayako didn't quite understand the old man's words and had not learned well for decades, she still bowed deeply to the old man to say goodbye.

At this time, there was a sudden commotion in the hall. The panicked crowd tried to get up from their seats but were ordered to stay in their original positions and no one was allowed to leave. Men in black suits poured in from various exits of the entry and exit hall, like a crowd. A black wave blocked people at the airport in the terminal.

"It's the underworld!" Komatsu Ayako reminded in a low voice, "Half an hour ago, the underworld gathered in the airport one after another, but since they didn't make any trouble, we couldn't call the police. Now they don't know why they suddenly made the noise. , you first listen to them and stay where you are, although it will take a little time, but it is safe to wait until they evacuate before leaving."

"Huh? Is the Japanese underworld so rampant already?" The old man frowned slightly, thoughtfully, "I remember the last time I came to Japan, the underworld here was just a group of gangsters waving sticks and fighting each other on the streets. In the end, The worst ones are even the kids who are pimps on the streets, and the more popular ones are the dealers who resell military firearms. Now do they even dare to block the entry and exit of the country? Times have really changed."

There was dead silence in the hall, and each other could hear the heavy breathing and heartbeat, so the old man's soliloquy became particularly clear.

Komatsu Ayako was dumbfounded. She didn't understand how the old man dared to say such things in front of the underworld. Even if you are older and a respected teacher, those fierce guys have guns in their hands.

No wonder there is a saying that when a scholar encounters soldiers, he cannot explain clearly. If you tell them that now is a society governed by law, young people should not be impulsive. It is better to put down the butcher's knife and turn around. He raises his hand and hits you on the forehead, saying that what I have in my hand is a gun. It's not a knife... Komatsu Ayako no longer dared to think about the scene of blood and brains flying everywhere.

The gangsters seemed to be attracted by the old man's words and suddenly surrounded him.

Komatsu Ayako was frightened. She had never seen such a battle before. She tremblingly picked up the phone and prepared to notify the airport guards. She whispered to the old man: "Let's go! Let's go!"

Two boss-level figures walked quickly out of the crowd in black, and even their tattoos could be seen when they got closer.

One person has five ferocious cobra heads tattooed on his hands, and the snake heads wrap around his five fingers. They are the devil "Naga" in Buddhism; one person has a high horse head tattooed on his neck, and the horse spits out thunder and flames... Look The moment these two figures approached, Ayako felt that her blood was going to run cold.

The two of them walked to the old man and stood in front of the old man. Their expressions were serious, as if they were about to take out a knife or a gun at any time... Then under Ayako's surprised eyes, they bowed deeply.

"We would like to welcome Principal Angers to Japan! This is Hideki Miyamoto of the Miyamoto family."

"Inuyama Hasegawa Yoshitaka, principal, you have worked hard all the way! You still look so young! The three heads of the family, Inuyama, Ryoma, and Miyamoto, have prepared a banquet to welcome the principal!"

"Hasegawa Yoshitaka, I remember this name." The old man nodded calmly, "You seemed to have a baby face when you were a child. You must have been in the underworld for a long time and always had a pretending to be sophisticated, so you look like this now. Old Prime Minister."

The elder didn't feel angry when he was ridiculed by the old man in public. Instead, his face was filled with the glory of "I am lucky to be remembered by you."

The old man looked at the younger one: "Your surname is Miyamoto? Who are you, Miyamoto Shio?"

"Yes, Principal!" Eishi Miyamoto was like a primary school student who was suddenly picked up by the teacher. "The head of the family is my cousin. I also studied at Kassel College for one year. I entered the class in 1995. I dropped out of school due to family changes. It’s a pity that I couldn’t finish my studies!”

"Did you drop out of school and come to work as a gangster? Young people in Japan really have no future." The old man shook his head, as if he was deeply troubled by the fact that the student dropped out of school and became a gangster.

The old man turned to look at Komatsu Ayako and placed a white square handkerchief on the counter in front of her to indicate that she could wipe the sweat on her forehead: "What a joke, those stupid students I mentioned came to pick me up. They seem to Some of them scared you, and I feel sorry for them.”

"I'm so sorry!" Hasegawa Yoshitaka and Miyamoto Hideshi bowed deeply to Komatsu Ayako.

"I'm so sorry!" The many men in black said in unison. They bent down collectively, as if a large black tide was rising, and the loud sound made Komatsu Ayako's head buzz.

With Ayako and everyone at the airport looking shocked, the old man walked to the exit surrounded by men in black, got on the black Maybach GLS in the center of the Mercedes-Benz fleet, and drove away.

…

Caesar narrowed his eyes with difficulty. The sunlight above his head was too dazzling. It was golden, and the roaring waves carrying the roar of people rushed towards his face. Caesar felt that he was lying on the most beautiful Jimba in Bali. On Lan Beach, the warm sea water lapped at his stone-like body.

A moment of confusion flashed through his mind.

Didn't I remember that I was at the underground auction house in Tokyo Bay? They fought with the ambushed gangster, and he still remembered the gangster's name, a bastard gang called the Ten Fists Club. Then Chu Zihang fired a few shots of Jun Yan, which were like Vulcan cannons, and destroyed the entire underground building.

The last memory of Caesar was that the little gangster named Hisa Noda was guarding Aso Ma. Caesar smiled happily and was about to praise the good-for-nothing little gangster loudly... but was knocked unconscious by a huge falling rock. , lost consciousness.

He came here when he woke up.

Where is this? Heaven? Are you already dead? Otherwise, how could we be buried by collapsed buildings and see such warm sunshine in the blink of an eye?

There seem to be many angels in this heaven. I heard that angels can change their appearance according to people's inner thoughts... I don't know if there are angels who look like Nono.

From time to time, girls with plump buttocks would rub Caesar's arms or cheeks as they passed by. The touch was as warm and soft as merino wool. The water aroused by those beautiful buttocks poured onto his face, as if it was carrying the scent of seaweed and mangroves. Fragrance, the fragrance seems to soak into people's pores, washing away the pain and fatigue.

Caesar couldn't help but take two deep breaths, and then coughed violently... He choked on the sea water.

At this time, a pair of strong warm hands lifted his shoulders and back, lifting him up from the sea water, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Are you awake?"

Caesar opened his eyes as hard as he could against the dazzling scorching sun. The sunlight was shrouded in clouds and mist, and in the mist, an angel possessed him and came in front of him.

Caesar blinked. Why did he feel that the face of this "angel" was inexplicably familiar... It really looked like some annoying guy!

Caesar took a deep breath and closed his eyes again. He thought to himself that the way he woke up must be wrong! In the fable, angels will transform into the boy's sweetheart...and how could his sweetheart be Chu Zihang!

Caesar opened his eyes again half praying and half expecting. This time he opened his pupils wide and looked hard until he could clearly see the face so close at hand...

"Shit! Why you!"

"You guy, get out of my dream! You haunting guy! Who allowed you to appear in other people's dreams privately!"

"Get out!!"

Caesar roared in terror and struggled, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, until he was thrown down again by the hands dragging him, fell into the water, and choked on the water.

"Did your brain get smashed?" A familiar voice sounded again, full of doubts, "Concussion? It seems serious."

Caesar jumped up from the sea and spit out a few mouthfuls of salty water until he saw the scene in front of him clearly, and something even more horrifying happened...

The beach wasn't a beach at all, it was a men's bathtub! The sunlight wasn't sunlight at all, it was the light from a public bathroom! Sea water is not sea water at all, but men’s bath water! The plump buttocks... they are indeed plump, but they are not women's buttocks at all, but those of a group of strong men!

He actually soaked in a pool with a group of men and had several mouthfuls of bath water poured into his mouth? As an aristocratic man who even carefully chooses the brand of bath salts when taking a bath, Caesar felt as if something was twitching in his stomach. He held on to the side wall of the bathhouse and vomited...but there was nothing but a few pools of salt. He spit out nothing from the water.

Chu Zihang came to Caesar's back, patted him on the back, and asked with concern: "Is it uncomfortable after taking a bath for too long? I read in a book that bathing for more than half an hour a day may induce cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases."

"Then why did you bring me here!" Caesar wanted to grab Chu Zihang's collar, but they were both naked now and had no collars, so he pushed Chu Zihang to the wall and supported him with both hands. The sides of his head.

"I didn't bring you here." Chu Zihang shook his head calmly, "The store manager asked me to bring you here... To be precise, Lu Mingfei asked the store manager to tell me to bring you here."