Chapter 280: Time Is a Butcher's Knife (Please Vote and Subscribe!!!)

As the night gets darker, the chill suddenly grows.

With more than a dozen guns pointed at him, how could Shoichiro Matsubara dare to lie? He stammered:

"We, although we seek wealth, we have never killed anyone!"

"I don't know how much this gold watch originally cost, but"

Shoichiro Matsubara frowned and said:

"I also gave that person 200,000!"

"You can buy a gold watch with an original price of at least millions for 200,000."

Sakaki scoffed disdainfully:

"Why can't I encounter such a good thing?"

Shoichiro Matsubara: "."

It's all his son's fault!

I have given numerous instructions and warnings to him to be low-key, low-key, and low-key in our line of work!

With hundreds of millions of dollars in cash at home, is he proud?

Isn’t it fried noodles with garlic every day?

There is no need to teach you how to keep your wealth secret.

Secretly they are the smugglers who send people out to sea, but on the surface they are

He is a law-abiding fisherman!

Driving such a small broken ship and wearing a million-dollar gold watch?

It's weird if there's no problem

But they.

It's true that no one was killed.

At best, you can make some black money.

"Does Fujiwara Daizu know that you are doing this?"

Ishikawa Xiu narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Brother Fujiwara, he."

Shoichiro Matsubara shrank his neck and stuttered, unable to speak the second half of his sentence.

Making some black money from the guests, as long as it doesn't really cost their lives, this kind of thing

It's basically acquiesced.

Everyone is doing this, so why are they doing something special?

There is a lot of oil and water at sea. Although it is not as good as underground casinos, it is still a pillar industry. If Fujiwara Daizu is selfless,

He had long been suppressed by Akutsu Shinichiro.

Seeing the other party's appearance, Ishikawa Xiu immediately understood.

Although we are all in the same group and on the same path,...

Something to do and something not to do.

Is blackmailing customers and making money from them any different from extortion?

After all, the underworld is also doing business, and only some unscrupulous gangsters can extort money.

"Mr. Sakaki, I will report this matter to the team leader."

Ishikawa Hide spat into the sea and said angrily.

"I don't think so."

Glancing at him, Sakaki said calmly:

"Are you sure Team Leader Gao Shan doesn't know about this?"

"As the leader of the new group, how did he get to this position?"

"Ishikawa-san, have you ever thought about why you joined the Shin-gumi for more than ten years, and after becoming Wakatou, you can only manage the Cowherd Office and have no access to other businesses?"

Three questions in a row, Ishikawa Hide

Stunned.

The Shang Shin Group is involved in many businesses, including Cowherd Club, supermarkets, underground casinos, comic rental shops, idol offices, etc.

At sea, there are fishing boats, harbors and the like.

Among them, Ishikawa Shu is responsible for only idol agencies and a few Cowherd clubs. The rest of the business

All are in the hands of other Ruotou.

His qualifications in the new group are quite satisfactory, neither high nor low, but he...

The business under his jurisdiction is the least.

Very unreasonable.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Ishikawa Shu’s career plans for Cowherd and Idol are master-level.

Thinking back on the first five-year plan he proposed, Sakaki was shocked.

From then on, Ishikawa Hide was inseparable from Cowherd in his mind.

Um.

Look at this.

Ishikawa-san is quite pretty.

presumably

Back then, he once shocked the Cowherd world and made many rich women fall in love with him.

But time is like a butcher's knife, turning the handsome young man into a gangster uncle.

Only that passion has not subsided yet.

"Mr. Sakaki, what do you mean?"

Ishikawa Hide, who didn't know that in a short period of time, Sakaki's mind was like a small theater, running through so many thoughts, made a questioning voice.

"Ishikawa-san, don't take it to heart."

Sakaki pushed up his sunglasses:

"You're fine now, I guess."

"You still host a radio show in the middle of the night, right?"

"You know all this?!"

Ishikawa Xiu's expression changed, he glanced at the younger brother behind him, and hurriedly whispered:

"Don't spread it everywhere!"

"I just read the lines according to the script!"

"What specific program?"

Sakaki asked with interest:

"I'll go and listen to it some other time when I'm free."

I happen to have an unused radio at home. It would be a waste to keep it there. I might as well make use of it.

"FM78.4, TBS midnight intimate column team, I am a special guest."

Raising his eyebrows, Ishikawa Xiu gave a thumbs up rather proudly and said proudly:

"Don't think I'm a gangster, but I'm quite famous in the industry!"

"I have saved countless women who lost their legs. Bah, there are children!"

"But if my subordinates find out about this, the majesty I have managed to accumulate will be gone!"

“Don’t worry, don’t worry.”

Sakaki Cheng agreed:

"I'm absolutely tight-lipped!"

"Um, you two?"

At this time, Shoichiro Matsubara, who was pointed at more than a dozen guns, spoke uneasily:

"Should we still do business?"

"If we don't do it, we will go back."

The sudden topic of conversation between Sakaki Makoto and Ishikawa Shuu made them completely confused. They wanted to interrupt but couldn't.

It was like a spring roll rolled into hot oil, suffering from torture.

"Leave?"

His face fell, and Sakaki Makoto said coldly:

"Who told you to leave?"

"No, big brother"

Matsubara Shoichiro blushed and shouted:

"You are not policemen!"

"We didn't kill anyone!"

"Since we don't do business, we can't leave."

"Don't worry."

Sakaki Makoto smiled while stroking the silver-gray gun body:

"Business, of course, must be done, but."

"There are a few more questions, I want to ask carefully."

"Mr. Oguri, you ask."

Matsubara Shoichiro saw that it was a broken jar.

If Sakaki Makoto and others don't give in today, he and his son may not be able to leave Tokyo Port.

"The first question is, how many people do you transport to the sea each time?"

"It depends."

Shoichiro Matsubara said:

"Our cargo ship can take many people to the United States, but there must be so many guests!"

"The cargo ship departs once every two weeks, and there must be at least a few each time."

"This is 10 million, I want to charter a ship."

Bang!

The heavy travel bag hit the deck with a muffled sound.

In the open zipper, stacks of banknotes of different denominations were dazzling.

The father and son of Matsubara looked at each other.

With a smile on their faces, they stepped forward to take the travel bag:

"No problem, no problem."

"As long as the money is in place, you can do whatever you want."

"Even if we convert the cargo ship into a disco or nightclub for you, it's fine!"

Shoichiro Matsubara had just grabbed the cloth handle when a leather boot stepped on the bag.

He looked up blankly and saw

Sakaki Makoto grinning, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, smiling with a fake smile:

"Money"

"You can take it if you want, but..."

The muzzle of the MK23 was suddenly aimed at Matsubara Ken.

Bang!