I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Chen Feng, who came out of the bathroom, was immediately attracted by Chika Fujiwara who was in a state of rage in the back row and knocked Yu Ishigami on the head with a rolled up magazine. There was a muffled sound and he could not hear clearly question.

All in all... as long as they are happy.

Chapter 55 Are you... sick?

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It was raining heavily outside, and the muddy raindrops mercilessly slapped on the thick windows. A thunderstorm flashed across the sky from time to time. A few seconds after the light appeared, the deafening thunder enveloped the coastal city.

It can also be regarded as a heavy rain baptism after spring, which washes away the cold brought by winter, cleanses the elves that spread the cold in winter, and lays the groundwork for the greenery and vegetation to rejuvenate the next day.

Shinomiya Yuta, this is a 53-year-old middle-aged man who is still full of aura. He is one of the leaders of the Shinomiya family, and the Shinomiya military industry under him is ranked among the top ten in the world's military enterprises. Heavyweight business. In addition, he also controls a large number of companies in the neon food industry, and can account for an exaggerated share of up to 30% of the annual food export.

This is a very ambitious man. He is unwilling to be commanded by others all his life. He has been instructed by the head of the Shinomiya family all his life. He has more ambitious ambitions, instead of being with the group of conservatives who are bolder and younger with age. , Stick to the existing capital and dare not take a step forward.

In his opinion, the change in the family is simply a godsend, and of course it also makes him feel lingering.

Who created the fire that killed hundreds of people? And who is it that instigates discord and makes the three young masters of the same family kill each other?

His courage has not diminished because of his age, but the improvement of his experience has given him a mentality called "stableness". He doesn't have such strength, but as long as there is a one-thousandth possibility that he will die with those who can't bear his temper, he will silently keep his mouth shut.

On the second day after the accident in the main family, Shinomiya Kaguya, the only remaining child of the former head of the family, used the name of the memorial service to summon all the famous people of the Shinomiya branch family and the Sijo family.

This seemed to be a grand banquet. Everyone knew what was going to happen, but still bit the bullet and came.

No, maybe it can't be said to be tough-headed. In fact, many people are happy about this, because they see their own opportunity, the opportunity to become a person who will be passed down through the ages!

Shinomiya Yuta encouraged some people to provoke Shinomiya Kaguya, but he was just as friendly as an elder, seemingly protecting the only surviving junior in the family.

It's just...that child from Hayasaka's family really gives people an uncomfortable feeling. Do you really think that she will be free after Huang Guang's death?

A cold light flashed in Shinomiya Yuta's eyes, he remembered yesterday morning when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Hayasaka Ai's eyes when he was singing with others, what kind of eyes were those? Disgusting……

The high-end community is home to the leaders of various industries in Tokyo. The security here can make everyone feel at ease, because since the establishment of this area, there has never been a single incident of violence in this area.

He is thinking about when he will make a move. If he makes a move early, there may be dangers that he did not expect, but if he is just too suspicious and makes a move too late, the instinctive chips in his hands will be reduced, and people from his own faction will be more powerful. It will fall into a passive position.

It has to be said that all of this is a gamble, and if you are not careful, you will be doomed, but if you can win the gamble, you will be rich as an enemy.

bang!

The door of the study room was pushed open by a child laughing. Seeing this 7- or 8-year-old boy, Shinomiya Yuta's gloomy face quickly changed, and he kindly picked up the little boy who was running towards him.

"Mahiko, are you still awake this late?"

"Dad, Dad! I saw Brother Spider-Man!"

"Ah?" Shinomiya Yuta, who was holding the boy in pajamas, had a question mark on his face, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"No no no dad, Brother Spider-Man can climb walls and even gave me candies!"

As he spoke, the little boy happily opened his mouth, revealing the candy in his mouth.

"Mahiko, there is no Spider-Man in this world."

"But Brother Spider-Man is right behind you, Dad?"

thump thump thump!

Hearing his own child's words, Shinomiya Yuta suddenly felt his back go cold, he turned his head stiffly, and saw a figure crawling in from the window like a boneless poisonous snake.

This one can be said to have seen all the scenes, even when he saw the emperor, he was not surprised like this, but now when he saw the figure silently crawling in outside the window, the whole person seemed to be dumb, so that he could not utter a single syllable .

The 60th floor, this is the 60th floor! !

It wasn't until the other party raised his head that a face wearing a Spiderman mask appeared in Shinomiya Yuko's blank brain. He seemed to understand why his own child would say something about Spiderman...

"You... who are you?!"

"Aren't you going to let your child out first?"

A flat voice came from under the mask, without any fluctuations.

After a moment of silence, Shinomiya Yuta gritted his teeth, put the little boy in his arms on the ground, pushed his back gently, and said softly:

"Mahiko, go to bed quickly, or you won't grow taller. Dad, talk to this brother about work."

"Okay, thank you brother for the candy, it's very sweet!"

"Then I'll give you another one."

Chen Feng stretched out his hand from his pocket. He was wearing a pair of tactical cut-resistant gloves, and in his hand was a delicately packaged candy.

The little boy took the candy and left the study happily, while Yu Shinomiya looked nervously at this young man who climbed up to the 60th floor with his bare hands without any tools or protective measures.

Chen Feng frowned when he saw an unopened pack of cigarettes on the coffee table.

"Hilton, yes, I want this cigarette."

"I can give you a truck if you want."

"That's still not enough, the girl who takes so many cigarettes back home will be angry." Chen Feng took two steps and sat on a nearby chair, raised his hand to signal Shinomiya Yuta to sit opposite, "Sit down."

Shinomiya Yuta's eyes saw that Chen Feng's thick-soled military leather shoes still had some dark brown stains, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, but when he saw Chen Feng's eyes looking at the wall behind him, he gritted his teeth and sat down. He got down, and consciously unbuttoned his coat, and threw the pistol inside aside.

Chen Feng, who was sitting on the chair, smacked his lips.

"Are you so conscious?"

"I thought I couldn't hide from a Superman who could climb 60 floors with his bare hands."

Shinomiya Yuta nodded solemnly, sat upright, and begged: "But I hope you can let my wife and children go."

"I'm not going to kill you, what are you in a hurry for?"

If Chen Feng really wanted to kill this man, he wouldn't even have a chance to find himself.

Chen Feng fumbled in his pocket, and Shinomiya Yuta watched Chen Feng's movements nervously, but Chen Feng just took out a piece of letterhead paper folded into squares, on which was A little blood.

He unhurriedly opened the paper and asked:

"Yuta Shinomiya, isn't that right?"

"Yep!"

"Here, go on."

After Chen Feng confirmed it, he threw the letterhead to the other party, and Shinomiya Yuta hurriedly caught the letterhead thrown by Chen Feng.