The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

There's really nothing to be afraid of.

Of course, in addition to not worrying about Yu Xian's child getting together with Hua Niao Fengyue, there is another very important reason. Yu Xian's child has made it very clear that this girl plays a great role in training good things. The girls are great artists and are able to juggle their group choreography very well.

Miss Kurokido will benefit a lot from this.

Everything is given priority to their own young ladies, so Yuan and Yilong are naturally very willing to help.

"I see, that's because I'm overthinking it." Li raised his eyebrows, "I'll go with you and pick out some small gifts."

"What are you buying?"

"Buy a calculus book for the young master of the Fujii family. Just studying liberal arts is not enough. You need to have balanced nutrition."

"It makes sense."

Two minutes after three hours, the high platform of Yinse Island Hotel.

The elders of the Fujii family and the young master of the Fujii family pushed open the iron door of the high platform in fear.

This is an open space, mainly used to dry hotel sheets, so as far as you can see, there are white sheets blown by the wind, like a rolling sea, surrounded by air-conditioning outdoor units and air exchange ducts like a steel forest. The only way to escape from here is to jump from the railing on the 39th floor.

But even the railings were protected, and fine barbed wire was temporarily added. When the father and son walked in, it was like walking into a good prison.

This is prepared by the other party because they are worried that they will not be able to bear the humiliation.

For every newcomer who has just joined the gang and does not know the inside story, the head of the family is the biggest and the future king. Otherwise, the newcomers will not swear loyalty to the death. The salary of the newcomers is very low. Only drawing cakes can make them die bravely—— I died for righteousness and for a better tomorrow for the Yakuza.

The Yakuza have always respected courage and a culture that treats death as a matter of course. They would rather die like an upright man than be humiliated by the other gang.

Therefore, as the head of the family, the patriarch would rather break his legs than kneel down to anyone. This means the dignity of the family and its status in the Yakuza...

Fujii Joichiro looked around at the people present. A faint smile appeared on his resolute and courageous middle-aged face. He suddenly moved and rushed towards Yuan and Ichiryu with a fierce posture like a dragon leaping like a tiger.

Just when Yuan and Yilong were about to draw their swords, they considered whether to cut him in two.

Fujii Joichiro suddenly knelt down on the ground, sat down on a standard soil seat, and banged his head loudly. Then he hugged Gen and Ichiryu's thighs and burst into tears: "There's a traffic jam on the road. I'm three minutes late. Private Marseille with red bean paste!"

This earth-shattering kneeling shocked everyone.

Before this guy arrived, Yuan, Yilong and Li were bored and discussed several ways to torture the other person until he knelt down, such as dousing him with a bucket of gasoline from behind, then swinging him back and forth with a lighter, or the other party If you dare to speak harshly, your teeth will be smashed and so on.

But this guy is so good at kneeling, and this kneeling actually made him feel cute. On the contrary, he couldn't intimidate the other person, and everyone present looked at him with big eyes.

"Stand up, father, don't kneel!" the young master of the Fujii family shouted sternly, "You want us to go back to the North in disgrace..."

Fujii Joichiro jumped up again and rushed over, slapped his son's fat face hard, and then he knelt back again. The whole process took less than ten seconds.

"Quinzi is ignorant, please forgive me." He said gracefully.

"The promised delay of one minute is one finger." Yuan and Yilong quickly came to their senses, holding back their internally wounded smiles, and pulled out a short knife from the cuffs expressionlessly: "A man's promise, is that OK?"

"Hi!" Fujii Joichiro trembled slightly.

Finger-cutting plays a very important role in Yakuza culture. If there is a conflict between gangs, the quickest and most effective way is to cut off the fingers and send them to the other party.

"Do you really want him to cut it?" Yu Xianzhisheng asked softly next to Yuan and Yilong.

"Of course you have to cut them. There is no need to be kind to them. Each of them has more or less human lives. In fact, it doesn't matter if such people are killed with one shot. However, the Yakuza will also check and balance each other and eliminate Fujii. There will be another Yakuza family to take their place, and the best way is to keep them in captivity and use them as loyal dogs." Yuan Heyilong patiently explained.

"Li, go help him." Yuan and Yilong pulled up the sheets.

"Why do I have to do such dirty work?" Li stood up and picked up the knife. Like a male nurse who was going to give a patient an injection in the hospital, he walked behind the white sheets and said, "Please stretch out your hand."

"Wrap it with a cloth so the blood doesn't splash on me."

"Oh, hold on tight. This knife is fast. To be honest, you kneel very beautifully. We prepared a dull knife for you at the beginning. You need to be grateful, do you understand?"

vertex

There was a heartbreaking cry.

The white sheets fluttered in the wind, and the spots of blood bloomed like plum blossoms.

Yuan and Yilong lit a Seven-Star Lemon cigarette, Yuan and Dafeng were chewing ice cream, and Li's laughter was as crazy as a crazy doctor who stuck a needle into the aorta.

Yu Xian shrank down.

When the sheets are pulled back, the therapeutic effect is extremely obvious.

The head of the Fujii family covered his left hand with three broken fingers and took in a breath of cold air. His eyes were not filled with hatred, but with gratitude.

This was not the first time he met Yuan and Yilong.

Ten years ago, the Yakuza prevailed in western Tokyo, and the situation was in chaos. Minamoto and Ichiryu led the first batch of samurai from the Minamoto family to suppress western Tokyo. At that time, he was just a young newcomer who had just come to Tokyo from the countryside of Hokkaido, but he I was lucky enough to witness the terror of the Yuan family in a fire fight. They shot headshots as smoothly as they could chop down watermelons. The streets on both sides were crowded with people, but within a few minutes all that was left was a stray dog.

They were all still young at that time, but now they are middle-aged, but their status is the same as before. He is still an outsider, and the real tyranny is still firmly in the hands of the Yuan family.

"Did you bring the contract?" Yuan and Yilong asked with a smile.

"Brought it." Fujii Joichiro's lips trembled.

"Call that girl and ask her to come over and terminate the contract." Yuan Heyilong threw the hot cigarette butt in his face.

Hua Niao Feng Yue arrived quickly.

Joichiro Fujii unilaterally tore up the contracts with the four major consortiums, and then took out an art training contract from Hokkaido First Academy of Art and also tore it up.

Confetti and snowflakes flew up and were blown away by the wind.

Flowers, Birds and Windsuki officially became a free girl.

Neither the four major consortiums nor Hokkaido Academy can threaten her with the contract.

Then, Yuzuru bought the contract and transferred 50 million yen to the Fujii family's public account for the album that he had just received but had not warmed up yet.

Hanatori Fengyue once again became an unfree girl.

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"I will contact you after tomorrow's public performance." Yu Xianzhisheng held Hua Niao Fengyue's hand, "You go back and rest first, and prepare well for tomorrow's game."

He could feel the girl's hands trembling slightly, feeling the sudden joy. She felt like she was in a dream, and she probably couldn't wake up for a while.

"Okay." Hua Niao Fengyue's face was as red as a rose, and she was so delicate that she wanted to be kissed.

Yu Xian's childishness stayed where it was.

Li stood up and went out to see them off, closed the door, and immediately transformed into a libertine mode, flipping back his handsome hair: "Hero? Give me your autograph, we are your loyal leg silk!"

"Ah? Okay!" Hua Niao Fengyue was still trapped in sweet joy.

She didn't even know why she felt sweet. Was it because the hero saved the beauty? But she never believed this kind of legend. Everyone was so busy and never stopped, so how could they have time to be a hero?

Maybe there are still people in this world who think you are important, important enough to subvert your own understanding of yourself.

She signed her name on Li's hand and took a taxi to leave.

Li lowered his head happily and looked at the four words "Yuxian Zhisheng" on his arm. His smile disappeared and he was completely dumbfounded.

Is this heroine possibly addicted to love?

...

After the matter was done, Fujii Joichiro endured the heartache and physical pain and said that he would transfer 50 million yen back to Yuzuru's account.

Although he didn't know the young man in front of him, he was not blind. In just a few words, he realized the significance of Yu Xian's childishness to the Yuan family. Not only could he please him, but becoming familiar with him would also make it easier to talk to him in the future.

But Yuan and Yilong waved their hands and refused, and mentioned another thing with a half-smile: "I heard that your son likes to have a harem in the academy?"

"What kind of harem are you opening? Those girls are the money-making tools that Sanqinghui focuses on. They were poached from the Hokkaido area with great pains. They are exempted from all tuition fees and art training fees. We are just responsible for keeping an eye on them and not letting them Fall in love too early to avoid affecting your future prospects.”

Joichiro Fujii shook his head desperately and said tremblingly, "My son picked up some crooked melons and cracked dates, just for fun. In other words, he looks like a pig. Who wants to be a fool like him?" Let’s get in touch!”

"Father! What are you talking about! Don't expose me!" the young master of the Fujii family shouted angrily, "I feel so embarrassed when you do this!"

Li kicked him over and he stopped screaming immediately.

"Stay and work, being so fat will affect your brain." Yuan and Yilong threw a pile of books in front of Fujii Joichiro and raised their chins.

Naturally, Joichiro Fujii did not dare to object. The questions he asked were false, but the people he retained were true. The Minamoto family has always done things without leaving any consequences. Especially for the young masters of the family, they have always used educational methods to make them sincerely convinced of the Minamoto family since they were young. He dares not go west if he talks about it. In the future, it will be a matter of a snap to take back the family and join the Yuan family.

"Go away." Yuan and Yilong waved their hands.

Joichiro Fujii and his son acted out a show of affection between father and son, and then ran away, leaving only the young master of the Fujii family with his eyes wide open, as obedient as a puppy whose tail was stepped on, and he didn't dare to Call.

"Li, take him back to Yuan's house and starve him for a day first." Yuan and Yilong said.

Soon, Liya left with the fat boy.

"I don't understand why I refuse the money he donated to you?" Yuan Heyilong asked Yu Xianzhisheng with a smile.

"I didn't understand." Yu Xian nodded naively, and spent five thousand yen at once, one-fifteenth of his deposit. Although it was worth it, it still made him feel a little hurt.

The other party was willing to give the money back, which he was actually quite happy with.

"The simple truth is that once you get this money, their respect for you will be reduced. The fear we bring to them is the most straightforward fear, and there is no room for maneuver."

"Those police officers in the Tokyo Police Department accepted bribes. They respected them on the surface but despised them on the inside, so the police officers gradually lost their credibility." Minamoto and Ichiryu lit a cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke.

"Remember, never lose this majesty, not even in the smallest detail."

"I've been taught a lesson." Yuxian lowered his head and thanked him.

"Why can't you learn and apply it? You should just say that you know it. You are the shadow of the future and Wang Quan. Wang Quan will not bow to anyone, even if I am your teacher." Yuan and Yilong said.

"But Wang Quan is the one who makes decisions, not a ruthless person. It is necessary to respect teachers." Yu Xian said softly, "If you don't respect the people who taught you how to grow up, you will probably get lost in power in the future. "

Yuan Heyilong was stunned and patted his shoulder.

"But Yilong, you are so proud." Yu Xian lowered his head and glanced at the signed new contract, "I still feel unreal."

"What does it mean to have great face? I gave him face when he was asked to come. I am the second-in-command of the Yuan family, the emperor of the old era, the person who is only one short of completing the way of hell and Shinto, plus Miss Kurobutou's loyal dog." Yuan and Yilong are as precious as numerous family treasures.

"But if this matter is handed over to Mr. Ansanji, the speed should be faster. The Yakuza has a deep-rooted fear of us, and respects the literary club from the bottom of their hearts."

"Although fear is more powerful than respect, respect can gain real support. You should understand this early."

"I understand." Yu Xian nodded naively.

"It's difficult to get in touch with the Literary Society. Those literati have always relied on their high status, so you don't need to consider this path. In the future, you can join the Zuoyuan family and safely pass your status to the young master and take over the position of shadow."

Yuxian Jisheng didn't have a good or bad answer.

"Yilong, tomorrow is the public performance, and my song is ready."

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Do you think there is any way to make the entire Japan full of fireworks for one night?"

"Why are you setting off so many fireworks?"

"Yuan family, 0816." Yu Xianzhisheng told the password that Yuan and Yilong called the police station that day, "0816 is Miss Kuromutou's birthday, right? It's only a few days away."

"You want to set off fireworks for her?" Yuan and Yilong were suddenly excited, "How big is it?"

This kid is not ungrateful. There has been little progress with these two red pandas recently. As a Dora Dragon, he cannot be impatient. Now a red panda is about to go up. He said like a panda manager, "Everything is..." Worthy' expression of relief.

"Yes, the semi-finals and finals are coming soon, and I won't have time when I get busy, so I want to celebrate her in advance." Yu Xian looked relaxed.

"Easy to say, easy to say." Yuan and Yilong picked up their mobile phones, "This kind of thing can only be entrusted to the Tokyo Dark List Organization Association under the Literary Society. The people are distributed in all major regions of Japan, and it is not a difficult job. , I think many people will be willing to take on the task, I will issue a reward point now, and it will be all arranged as soon as tonight."

"Thank you, Doraemon."

"Hurry up and catch Shizuka, my Nobita!"