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

The window glass shattered into pieces and fell down. The huge movement attracted many neighbors to peek out secretly, but they were soon shouted back to their rooms by those gangsters.

"The window was also broken! Sister Fujiwara, what should we do?" Yamakawa Sayuri's face was pale, and her hands holding the fruit basket trembled slightly.

"Kyoko is still at home. Something will happen if this continues. Let's go to the management office and call the police!" At the critical moment, Fujiwara Norika seemed extra calm and rushed to the apartment with a box of milk.

"Hey, Haiyi!" Yamakawa Sayuri was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed. Passing by the administrator who had just climbed up from the ground, she bowed quickly, and then entered the management room with Fujiwara Norika.

"Hey, hey, hey, who are you? How could you break into the management room at will!" The administrator shouted loudly, rubbing his red head. When he saw Norika Fujiwara running to the landline and dialing the alarm, his face suddenly changed. Change, "Hey! Those are the people from the Yamada group! Are you calling the police to seek death?!"

Fujiwara Norika raised her head and glanced at him coldly, and continued to speak calmly into the phone: "Please, we were attacked by a group of yakuza (RB's name for Yakuza members) in Asahi Community. Please come to help immediately!"

In RB, the general Yakuza societies do not take the initiative to harass people. Most of the people they target are yakuza from other societies or people with business entanglements. Because they are recognized by the government, they act in a flamboyant manner and are very fierce when facing their enemies. , is a guy who really dares to do anything.

The yakuza on the second floor heard the administrator's exclamation and looked down from the railings. They howled angrily when they saw Norika Fujiwara who was calling the police.

"Hey, are you looking for death, woman?" Huang Mao, who was at the end, jumped off the second floor and walked toward them step by step, waving the iron rod in his hand.

"Ah, we are actually two beautiful little sisters. Do you also live here?" A yakuza following Huang Mao smiled obscenely, and his eyes scanned their bodies wantonly and contemptuously, "Asahi Community is now our Yamada Our team’s territory, if you are willing to come and play with us, maybe we can get some rent relief?”

In his opinion, the women who would rent in such a shabby community are either for sale or working girls from the countryside. With a little verbal seduction, they might be able to get it.

Yamakawa Sayuri crossed her arms tightly, feeling disgusted by his treacherous gaze, and cursed in a low voice: "Disgusting!"

"Hehe, I'll show you something even more disgusting later." The yakuza laughed lewdly, surrounded the management room with several companions, and then pushed away the administrator who was huddled by the door, " Get out of here, old man, and don’t get in the way here.”

Seeing a group of yakuza coming towards her, Fujiwara Norika also became scared, but she did not flinch. Instead, she protected Yamakawa Sayuri behind her, trying her best to look like a department head and look at them.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!

She encouraged herself in her mind, reached out and picked up a few apples in the fruit basket, and said to them: "Don't come closer! I have already called the police! If you don't want to be arrested, you should run away quickly."

"Call the police?" Huang Mao sneered, spread his hands, and then laughed at the others, "She said she was going to call the police to arrest us?"

"Hahaha"

There were bursts of laughter, as if Norika Fujiwara had told some funny joke.

"I'm so scared~" The yakuza who had been teasing Yamakawa Sayuri smiled and took a few more steps.

what happened? Yakuza are not afraid of the police anymore? Fujiwara Norika frowned and took a few steps back.

Seeing that the meanest yakuza was about to reach out and catch her, she mustered up the courage to throw the apple in her hand and hit him hard on the head!

The yakuza didn't expect that she would dare to make a move, so her head was hit crookedly and it hurt a little.

The smile in his eyes slowly turned into anger.

"You woman... do you really want to die?!"

He took a step and suddenly picked up a wooden stick. At this moment, a voice interrupted his movement.

"Stop it, idiot!"

Snapped!

An iron rod flew over and hit the man on the head, causing him to stagger.

Fujiwara Norika stood on tiptoe and looked, and found that it was not the police who arrived, but the green guy who took the lead in throwing paint and smashing the windows.

"Who's infiltrating? Brother Ruijiang!" The wretched young man who was hit shrank his head, and then was pushed aside by Lu Mao, who came over and pressed his face with one hand.

"Everyone get out!" The green-haired man named Irie Masa was still holding a paint bucket in his hand, with some red paint on his body. He looked at the two girls in the management room with an indifferent expression, and suddenly threw the paint bucket in his hand. At the feet of Norika Fujiwara,

"Do you know the woman named Kobayashi Kyoko?"

"So what if we know each other?" Yamakawa Sayuri poked her head out, "If you do such a thing, we will pursue it to the end!"

"We are employees of Tosan!"

Upon hearing that these two beautiful girls were actually employees of the Tokyo Industrial Bank, the group of Yamada-gumi yakuza were stunned, with unkind expressions on their faces, but they were no longer so aggressive.

The most important upstream for the transformation of the Ji Dao Society is the bank. Therefore, internal regulations do not allow casual harassment of official bank employees. After all, everyone's social status is completely different, and they still need to be aware of it.

So, the girl Wakatou asked them to harass every day is also from Tozan?

Ruotou, is his head broken?

A few people couldn't help but complain in their hearts.

"Staff of Tosan" Irie was frowning. When he received instructions from Yamada Yowatou to harass this woman named Kyoko Kobayashi, he did not know that she was an employee of Tosan.

Irie is an orphan raised by Masamune Yamada, the current leader of the Yamada group. He and Yoyo Yamada were childhood friends, but the one with the best relationship in the group is the former Wakazu Yamada Kazuma who has left.

At that time, he had been promoted from a cadre to Wakatou Fu (Wakatou's personal bodyguard, usually served by Wakatou's most trusted brother).

Later, Kazuma Yamada committed a crime and was expelled from the Yamada-gumi. He thought he would also be liquidated.

Unexpectedly, Yamada Yang did not change his position and continued to let him serve as the top payer, even though he disliked the team leader's son.

He is always sent to do some unreasonable tasks, and this time too, he did it without even investigating the background of the other party?

Yamakawa Sayuri's identity as a Tosan employee was casually revealed in a moment of desperation. Fujiwara Norika did not expect that it would have a somewhat deterrent effect on the yakuza.

Since you have concerns, why do you still harass Kobayashi Kyoko so blatantly?

She really couldn't understand the brain circuits of these scum.

"That woman is also from Dongguan?" Irie was looking at her coldly.

"Yes!" Fujiwara Norika also responded with a fierce look. She is not afraid of these scum at the bottom of society!

If you come to someone else's house out of nowhere and vandalize it, you should be punished by law!

Irie was silent for a moment, then picked up the paint bucket at her feet, stood up and said, "Tell her that if she doesn't agree, we will come again."

Before Norika Fujiwara and the others could react, he rushed a group of yakuza to evacuate.

The large wave of people dispersed like a tide, leaving only a mess.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged police officer who was "too late" came over to investigate the situation. After being choked by Sayuri Yamakawa, he went back with a pale face.

"I'm so angry. He just came late on purpose! The police station here must be related to that Yamada group." Yamakawa Sayuri stamped her feet angrily. When she mentioned the Yamada group, she realized, "Ah, it turns out to be that bastard!"

"What's going on?" Fujiwara Norika bent down and picked up the fruit basket and milk, "Let's go see Kyoko first, and we'll talk as we go."

Sayuri Yamakawa told all the things that Yo Yamada had been harassing Kobayashi Kyoko these days, which made her teeth itch with hatred.

"Kyoko refused to give in, so he used various methods to disgust us. It turns out that he even called yakuza to harass Kyoko these days. It's so disgusting!"

As they talked, they came outside the room. The glass window was almost shattered and the debris fell on the floor. They carefully avoided it, and when they knocked on the door, they found that the door had also been hammered open.

"Kyoko-chan, where are you?" Yamakawa Sayuri pushed the door open and entered.

Fujiwara Norika followed closely with a condolence gift. This was a gray-white room with mottled walls and old-fashioned decoration, but it could still be seen that it had been carefully decorated.

There is a quiet girl's body fragrance in the room, mixed with some faint soapy scent, coming from the clean clothes drying on the balcony near the window.

At a glance, she saw Kyoko Kobayashi huddled up in a corner, holding her head, wearing pink pajamas, with messy hair and a haggard face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Kobayashi Kyoko was startled at first, and subconsciously wanted to crawl under the bed. After seeing Fujiwara Norika and the others, she relaxed, with a tired smile on her face.

"Sayuri, Fujiwara-san, why are you here?" She stood up, looked outside first, and then pulled them into the room. She wanted to close the door, but found that the door locks were broken.

The windows were all broken.

"Are you okay? You weren't bullied by those people, were you?" Kobayashi Kyoko said, walking towards the wooden table on the side of the wall, "I-I'll make you some tea."

She was a little incoherent, and then she couldn't hold the ceramic teapot firmly and fell to the ground, breaking into pieces.

Xiaolin Xingzi stared at the teapot blankly, and after a while, she suddenly started twitching towards their backs.

Then he couldn't stop crying.