The Kyoto Bubble Era: It started with selling off hundreds of millions of property

Irie was making all kinds of preparations to deal with the not-so-good situation, but the scene in front of him still made him dumbfounded.

Sakurai Saeko, who was unconscious, huddled in the corner of the door, her hands covered in blood. Even worse was Yamada Yo who fell to the ground on the side. His head was smashed and he was bleeding. Behind him, Asano squatted with a look of confusion. Straight people.

"Call an ambulance!" Asano shouted at him.

Sakurai Saeko's clothes and pants were intact, and she was already prepared. The moment Yamada Haruki approached, she picked up a bottle and shot him in the head!

It was just that she had drunk a problematic drink before and after realizing that she was confused and hot, she cut her hands with broken glass to stay awake. For some reason, the first thing she thought of was to call Kitahara Sosuke.

"Didn't you hear that? Call an ambulance! His head is bleeding a lot!" Asano Naoto continued to roar angrily.

Irie was a little hesitant, but the person lying on the ground was Ruo Tou.

Then Kitahara Sosuke walked in, followed by Yamada Masamune who looked equally ugly.

The first thing he saw was Sakurai Saeko in a pool of blood. The cold and proud beauty was huddled helplessly in the corner, still holding the broken beer bottle in her hand.

Compared to Kobayashi Kyoko, she is more fiery and cool, and she actually blew Yamada Yang's head off.

Seeing someone coming, Sakurai Saeko slowly raised the half bottle of wine in her hand.

"it's me."

After hearing the voice, she was stunned for a moment, then put down the bottle and let the other person pick her up.

The smart Ishihara Hana had already called a taxi. Fujiwara Norika took Sakurai Saeko and took her to the hospital with Ishihara Hana.

Now, there are only a few men left in the private room.

"Kita, Kitahara." The angry Asano Naoto saw Kitahara Sosuke and subconsciously shrank his head, "Why are you here?"

Yamada Masamune looked at his slightly delirious son on the ground and was furious. He could guess what happened with his buttocks, but that woman had a close relationship with Kitahara Sosuke at a glance.

Irie dipped his fingers into the drink on the ground and took a sip, then looked at Kitahara Sosuke: "It's a very powerful drug. The lady probably managed to maintain consciousness by relying on the wound on her hand."

"No, it's not like that. We haven't touched Sakurai yet. No, it's President Yamada." Naoto Asano, who was a little incoherent, looked at Kitahara Sosuke.

"Mr. Kitahara." Masamune Yamada suppressed his anger and came up. He prepared all night, kowtowed and begged for mercy, offered money and beautiful women, and finally got Kitahara Sosuke's promise, but he was ruined by this idiot son all at once. !

"My son is seriously injured. I'm going to call an ambulance."

Kithara Sosuke smiled, ignored everyone, and walked out of the door.

After a while he came back with a cart filled with cold beer.

"Make way, the ambulance is here."

Kitahara Sosuke pushed the trolley over and closed the door with his kick.

"Mr. Kitahara." Yamada Masamune took another step forward.

"Snapped!"

A beer bottle bloomed on his head.

The cold beer flowed down his forehead. It was the first time Irie had seen his father being mercilessly shot in the head in front of him. He had to act like a foot glove, so he stood up and was about to pounce on him.

"Stop! Azheng! I'm fine!" Masamune Yamada wiped his face and shouted loudly.

Naoto Asano was completely stunned.

Kitahara Sosuke walked to Yamada Yang and squatted down, looking at him with a smile.

"President Yamada, do you want me to drink with you this time?" Kitahara Sosuke pulled the trolley over. Yamada Yang, who was a little confused, shuddered and stood up from the ground suddenly, holding back the pain in his head and looking at him. Then retreat.

The collar was grabbed.

Now seeing the beer bottle and Kitahara Sosuke, he was conditioned to be afraid and fearful.

Why does this guy always hang over me like a shadow?

"The drink he gave Sakurai, the intoxicating drug, give me ten times the amount and put it into the beer." Kitahara Sosuke glanced at Irie Masa.

Irie was hesitant, but ran out to do it, and soon he came back with a large glass of beer.

"Mr. Kitahara, if you drink this much, you may not be able to wake up."

Kitahara Sosuke took the beer, looked at Yamada Yo who was being carried by him like a chicken, and approached him.

"No, no, no, please! I, I" Yamada Yang struggled wildly, then looked at the trolley on the side, suddenly picked up a beer bottle and smashed it on his head!

The beer bottle shattered!

Cold beer splashed all over them.

Kitahara Sosuke was still smiling.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

Yamada Yang desperately hit himself on the head with a beer bottle. The whole scene was extremely weird.

Irie was feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Kitahara Sosuke. He just held the beer glass and calmed the four men present.

After more than a dozen blows, Yamada Yo groaned feebly. He could no longer hold the beer bottle, and his head was covered with broken glass and blood.

Kithara Sosuke looked at him and suddenly asked: "President Yamada, did Sakurai-san beg you to let her go?"

"Yes" Yamada Yang struggled to spit out a word.

Sakurai Saeko, who was a little aware of something was wrong at first, wanted to leave, but she lowered her body and begged them, but was rejected. In the end, she used her last strength to pick up a bottle and blew it on his head, cutting herself. , huddled in the corner and called Kitahara Sosuke.

Because he didn't know where the call was going, Asano Naoto didn't dare to take action.

He didn't expect that this woman who was short of money could actually afford a mobile phone!

"Then did you let her go?" Kitahara Sosuke asked again with a smile.

He shook his head subconsciously, but he was shouting in his heart, "I didn't even touch her, and she got her head shot!"

It's a pity that Kitahara Sosuke couldn't hear it.

He suddenly poured a large glass of beer into Yamada Yang's mouth in front of the other three people, leaving not a drop left!

"Ugh!" Yang Yamada was rolling on the ground in pain after being let go.

"Chief Kitahara, are you crazy?!" Asano Naoto was shocked and took a few steps back.

"President Asano, is this how you ask for a 1 billion loan? Using the body of a subordinate?" Kitahara Sosuke looked at him like a dog, and then looked at Yamada Masamune, "If President Yamada pays back the 1 billion, we Everything I said before is null and void.”

"It won't be returned, don't worry!" Masamune Yamada lowered his head.

"That's good, by the way, I spent a lot of money on these beers, don't waste it." Kitahara Sosuke walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and finally looked at Asano Naoto coldly, "President Asano, just wait to die. you."

He walked out of the private room, and there was the sound of crackling beer bottles hitting his head.

Yamada Yang could wash his stomach without dying, but there was absolutely no way the Yamada group could let him go.

Yamada Masamune thought this information could not defeat Ito Man?

Passing by the original private room, the quintuplets followed suit and followed him to the parking lot.

"You guys take a taxi home." Kitahara Sosuke said nothing and drove to the hospital.

Although five people could still squeeze it in, he was in no mood now.

I am still too kind. The enemy should be completely defeated and eradicated!

In the past, the idea of ​​​​keeping one's line in life in China did not apply here, and this era was much more bloody and cruel than the later ones.

Let the Yamada-gumi, Asano Naoto, Hamaka Taio and Ito Man be the stepping stones for his rise.

When they arrived at the hospital, Ishihara Hana and Fujiwara Norika had already returned home. Sakurai Saeko was not seriously ill, except for skin trauma and druggedness. After waking up and bandaging the wound, she refused Fujiwara Norika's offer to send her home. Ask, prepare to go back alone.

Unexpectedly, before leaving the hospital, he met Sosuke Kitahara who drove up.

"Chief Kitahara." Sakurai Saeko looked at him with a complicated mood.

Kithara Sosuke pointed to the passenger seat: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."

"No, no need to trouble you"

"Get in the car! Be obedient!"

"Umi Tsubasa~" Sakurai Saeko lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong and got into the car.

"Where is your home? Why don't you let Fujiwara and the others take it? What should you do if something happens? How is the wound on your hand? Are you still dizzy?"

Kitahara Sosuke fired off a bunch of questions.

Saeko Sakurai reported her address and then talked about the condition of her wounds.

They are all innocuous injuries that will heal in a few days and leave no scars.

The car drove all the way and came to the outermost suburbs of Chuo District. Unexpectedly, Sakurai Saeko, who had worked in Tosan for five or six years, actually lived in a place worse than Asahi Community.

No wonder he didn’t want Fujiwara and the others to accompany him.

The two got out of the car and walked into a dilapidated floor-to-ceiling room. The walls were mottled and almost all the wall coverings were peeled off. They were also filled with various small advertising papers.

"Welcome back, sister~" Two voices, a man and a woman, sounded.

The boy was about twelve years old, sitting in a wheelchair, and the girl lying on the bed was sixteen or seventeen years old. She looked very much like Sakurai Saeko, her face was pale, she was on an intravenous drip, and she seemed to be paralyzed.

"Hiroshi, Neko, have you eaten?" A smile appeared on Sakurai Saeko's iceberg-like face.

"I've eaten, but Sister Ningzi"

"Hiro!" The girl who was lying on the bed and could only look at the ceiling said angrily.

"Ningzi!" Sakurai Ningzi put down her things and ran to the bedside. She turned her sister over skillfully. Sakurai Ningzi cried out, and there was a stench under her body.

I couldn't hold it back anymore and got it all on the bed!

She sobbed, not wanting her sister to see it.

"Chief Kitahara, I'm sorry, I have to..." Saeko Sakurai looked at him apologetically, "Why don't you go out and get some fresh air?"

The girl named Ningzi sobbed and turned her head hard, and was stunned when she saw Kitahara Sosuke.

My sister brought her boyfriend back?

If you act like this, will you scare people away?

Kitahara Sosuke nodded, then leaned over to the boy in the wheelchair and asked: "Is your name Hiro? My brother pushed you outside to look at the moon?"

"Okay, sister Saeko usually doesn't allow me to go out! Is my brother the boyfriend of sister Saeko?" The boy clapped his hands and nodded.

Kitahara Sosuke pushed his wheelchair out so that Sakurai Saeko and Sakurai Ningko would not be so embarrassed.

"No, I'm Sakurai-san's colleague." Kitahara Sosuke smiled, "Hiro-kun, do you like watching anime?"

In addition, the test showed retinoschisis in both eyes. Is there any way to treat it? Will he be blind?