Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Xicheng District is better said to be rich in life, but to be honest, it is dirty and messy. In Xicheng District, you can buy all kinds of drinks, vegetables, and meat at half price. If you go to the Ai Neighborhood area under its jurisdiction, the prices Low is beyond imagination.

It was only four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and idlers began to sit and eat at roadside stalls in Xicheng District. Two chicken skewers for 100 yen, and a glass of beer for 120 yuan. These roadside businesses used their strength to explain what a small profit is. It sells more, and the customers who eat at the seats also understand that such cheap meat is probably not a good product, but as long as they can be eaten, it is so cheap. It is not a loss to live to the average age of the people, and pay attention to health preservation every day, and accidents may happen one day.

"It's about to die, did you see the fire in Feitian Xindi?"

"It burned all morning, didn't it?"

"It was just extinguished. Fortunately, it was burned during the day. If it were at night, oh, how many cute little girls would die."

Some people eat food that is close to spoilage every day, and naturally some people eat and drink spicy food all day long.

A shop in 2-chome has a restaurant signboard, but it is never open to the public.

"Crunch."

Now Shillong rolled off the signed chicken in one gulp and poured beer in one gulp, it was a bliss on earth.

Everyone in 2-chome knows the background of this store. The people who enter and exit this store are all dressed in black, and they are scary at first sight. Ordinary people can go as far as they can.

A man with half-white hair and sunglasses opened the store door with two attendants. The group of them had a dignified temperament.

Jin Shilong raised his head and smiled heartily when he saw the person coming.

"Boss Imamishi, the best Wagyu beef." The visitor came in with a luxuriously packaged Wagyu beef, "I guess you really are drinking in the shop."

"Oh! It's Yagi." Imam, who had a flowery arm, patted his thigh, took a sip of beer boldly, and the younger brother at the side immediately took a seat.

Ima Shillong is a gangster in the 2-chome neighborhood, and Yagi doesn't give in. They belong to the same group in name, but they have constant friction with each other. It's just that these two people have restrained themselves from conflicting, and they are amicable when they meet each other. gas.

Today's Shillong is delicious, especially beef, especially in the case of a happy event today, his appetite will be even better.

"Top-quality sirloin is perfect for grilling." Yagi handed the beef to the younger brother who was serving the barbecue.

The younger brother took the gift bag respectfully, quickly took out the snowflake beef from the inside, and carefully put it on the grill to grill. Such a large piece of beef is enough for him to eat for several months.

From birth to death, from tongue to hoof, every part of the cow is clearly marked with a price. The death of a Wagyu is the echo of a string of money. The same is true of the business Shillong is in charge of today. A high-quality girl is no different from a cow in his eyes. Her hair is pointed to her toes, and every inch can squeeze out a huge profit. After a complete process, the profit of more than one billion yuan is easy. It can be created, although Imanishi can only get a small part, but it is enough for him to eat and drink.

Ima Shillong is not responsible for the operation of specific custom shops. He is a middleman who finds prey from Osaka and around Osaka, guides them to jump into the fire pit by setting up traps or temptations, and then dispatches them to hotels or Mama-san’s shops. Relatively little commission.

From voluntary or forced jumping into the fire pit, those girls are destined to become living money-making machines. Unlike artists on the other side who can enjoy sky-high salaries, even serious film and television artists in the island country basically have nine yuan taken away by their brokerage company for every ten yuan of income. It's just a few hundred million, so there will never be a shortage of such and such stars in the news who have lost their glory and are living in poverty and poverty.

This is true for the glamorous artists, not to mention the girls who were pushed into the fire pit, creating a profit of 100 yuan, it is a great mercy to have a dollar of their own, and in addition to filming, the film company will let them The reception business is open, and occasionally you can see the once famous teacher in some custom shops in Tokyo.

It is because of a complete set of systems comparable to mechanized breeding and slaughtering of beef cattle-custom shop-movies-reception business-movies, that Shillong has made money that ordinary people can't make in a few lifetimes, but people Going high, who doesn't want to go one step further? He is not willing to be a middleman. He clearly holds high-quality resources, but he can only make a small profit. If there are dozens of shops in Feitian Xindi as a springboard...

Moreover, it is very difficult to be a middleman. Like the thorny head who jumped into the river a few days ago, he was given a good training, and it took a lot of money to settle the impact of the matter.

He tore at the chicken, and the thick gravy spilled out.

"The fire in Toita Shinchi during the day was really timely." Yagi squinted his eyes and said with a smile. Three or four mothers, Liu Chuan doesn't seem to be suitable for this position."

Yanagawa is the person in charge of dozens of shops in the middle group of Feitian Xindi, and the money he earns every day makes Imishiro jealous to death, but in terms of rank, Yanagawa is higher than the two.

Jin Xilong opened his mouth and laughed: "I know you suspect that I did it, but I assure you that I have absolutely no knowledge of this matter. I have been staying here every day in depression for the past few days. I will go to What's the point of competing for those dozens of stores?"

If you can directly annex those crowded shops in Feitian Xindi, I don’t know how much money you can make in one night! However, Shillong has never been able to find a chance to intervene. Over the decades since Toda Xindi was rebuilt, the entangled forces inside are not something a new neighborhood gangster like him can insert. He can only take over with the help of the strength of the group.

Such an opportunity finally came out today. During the day, dozens of connected shops were destroyed by fire. Under pressure, the government will definitely carry out rectification, and then it is time to start.

The chicken on the grill was crackling, and the two neighborhood gangsters looked at each other and smiled.

Just as the steak on the grill was turned over, a strange noise suddenly came from the second floor of the cooking house.

The floor of the second floor is the ceiling of the first floor. When the second floor vibrated, the dust on the ceiling fell down in a flutter. Imam Shillong stood up with a changed face and shouted: "Who is doing what on it?!"

After taking a few mouthfuls of fly ash, Kinshillong's good mood was half ruined in an instant, and he threw the beer bottle towards the stairs on the second floor.

"Crackling."

Fragments of beer bottles hit the stairs, and the splashing wine flowed down the steps.

"squeak."

A pair of black boots stepped on shards of glass, and a man in a special costume stepped down.

Eyes like bug compound eyes, green scarf, ridiculous special photo costume.

"Fly monster?"

Under the astonishment of today, Xilong forgot whether he should scold or laugh now, why a pervert suddenly came down from the second floor.

"It's me, Kamen Rider!" Takeo Moribe pointed at Imashillong and the others, "Justice is enforced!"