I'm Really Unnerved In Tokyo Chapter 303

a day later.

Sumida District, an elevator apartment, the thirty-first floor.

A man in a high-end suit and thin-rimmed glasses pushed in the door, and dim lights were lit up in the house.

"Yah ah ah, it's been a very eventful autumn recently..."

The man loosened the tie around his neck, picked up the glass, and stood in front of the home bar with transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

From the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a unique night view of Sumida district, which is a mixture of traditional Japanese alleys and gorgeous Skytree.

He likes to look down at the narrow alleys below from a high altitude, which gives him a kind of pleasure that surpasses all living beings.

Just when the man was enjoying the night view, he was going to pour himself half a glass of whisky with ice as usual... His eyes stopped at the top of the bar.

There, there was already half a glass of amber-colored whisky.

"...Suntory Hibiki's 17-year-old blended whisky has a soft taste and rich layers. It is indeed a high-end product known as the 'harmonious movement in whisky'... Only the chief CFO of the Shanling Foundation is eligible to enjoy it."

A figure, I do not know when, quietly appeared by the floor-to-ceiling window not far behind him.

"...Your Excellency must be someone who understands wine, why don't you sit down and have a drink together."

Facing the sound that suddenly sounded behind him, the man was taken aback for a moment, and then he stretched out his hand to the wine bottle, as if preparing to pour a glass for a familiar old friend.

But with his other hand, he moved towards the inside of the bar with no expression...

There, a pistol was stuck with tape.

Pulling out the pistol, the man quickly pulled the safety cover, turned to aim, and the whole action was completed in one go.

However, there was no figure at the curtain.

A sturdy man with a white skull printed on a black T-shirt appeared behind him at ghostly speed and "gently" held his gun-carrying wrist.

"Crack."

"Ughhhhhhh!!!"

With the sound of bone cracking, the man dropped the gun in his hand, knelt down and screamed while clutching his twisted palm.

Then, his whole body was strangled, and one arm was raised in the air.

"There is only one question, where is Kazuo Tianto..."

"I... I don't know... It's during the war, and Minister Tiandou made us hibernate and wait for orders..."

Because of the pain and suffocation, the man's face quickly switched between blushing and pale, and the gentle glasses fell to some unknown place.

"Hey, Yukihira BOY, you promised me not to casually kill people..."

On the sofa not far away, another man who merged with the darkness opened his mouth to persuade.

An imperceptible holy light waved from his hand, temporarily easing the pain of the man's broken arm.

These two were Higashino Yukio and Siena who were tracking the whereabouts of Tianto Kazuo.

The man in front of him was already the fifth executive of the Shanling Consortium that Higashino Yukihei found within 24 hours.

"What a joke, your Excellency is the one who controls the financial lifeline of Shanling Group. No matter what Kazuo Tianto is planning, it will inevitably involve the mobilization of funds! Since you don't want to say..."

Higashino Yukihira's arm burst with veins, and slammed the man into his favorite French window like he was catching a chicken.

"Then I can only send you to enjoy the high-rise night scene in mid-air..."

The man's upper body smashed the glass window violently and hung in the air.

"Forgot to mention, it's a one-way ticket..."

The only thing that kept him alive was the expensive tie that Higashino was holding in his hand.

"...I...I really don't..."

The man's voice whistled with the wind.

Before he could finish speaking, the tie in Higashino Yukihira's hand slid forward another inch.

"...But I can use my contacts to help you check... As long as the minister calls the funds of the consortium, it will definitely leave traces!!!"

Before the man could react, he was pulled back into the house.

"The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, this is how the business elite of the Shanling Consortium looks like..."

Yukio Higashino smiled evilly, and the frightened man in front of the substitute patted off the glass **** on his body and fastened his tie.

"Sorry, sorry, after all, I'm going through the second development, and it's inevitable that I don't have the right measure..."

Yokohama International Port, Minami Honmoku Terminal.

Opposite the pier, the largest clock Ferris wheel in Asia at Yokohama Minato Mirai 21 is quietly changing with a dreamy light.

This container terminal, which is located in the outer ring of Yokohama Port and built on reclamation, becomes more and more old and exudes a strong sea smell under the dusk.

In one of the huge warehouses, there are hundreds of strong men with tattoos and sullen faces.

Some also wear gold necklaces, wear clothes printed with "Yelu Suffering" and "Love Death", and play with butterfly knives, finger tigers, baseball bats and other things in their hands.

Several men in black suits were inside the warehouse, handing out cash, food and water to the men in line.

"I've been staring at him for more than a day, and I haven't seen any trace of that guy at all. Your news shouldn't be fake, right?"

On a high-rise building across the bridge from the warehouse, two men were holding binoculars and peeping out from the balcony.

"The most important thing for stalking is patience. Didn't you see that there are more and more drug addicts and bad gamblers gathering there? Unlike the informant who wastes quotas like you, the news of my 36F top card informant is absolutely Reliable!"

These two sneaky people are Araki Sosuke and Erzae Ryoma.

After Yokohama parted, Higashino Yukihira changed his calling card and cut off all contact with the two.

Even other people who were acquainted with Nu Luo Fist didn't dare to answer Sosuke Araki's phone call.

Afterwards, Ryoma before Erma received news that the trio asked Nu Luoquan for peace talks because of "Kazuo Tianto's unauthorized actions".

Regarding the friction between the two major organizations, the Metropolitan Police Department has adopted a very high-pressure suppression policy, trying to calm the situation as soon as possible.

Even so, with what they know about Higashino Yukihira, this guy will never give up.

The worried two people never found out the whereabouts of Higashino Yukipei.

So, they decided to think in reverse and tracked Kazuo Tianto in turn.

After all, if Higashino Yukihira wanted to take revenge on Kazuo Tianto, he would naturally find that guy.

However, the whereabouts of the old thief Kazuo Tianto are also quite hidden.

Two years ago, Longma finally learned through his hard work in the red light district and his accumulated contacts of billions of billions of drops, and learned that the three-member group was recruiting desperate people through underground channels.

As a result, the two would follow the building opposite the warehouse where more and more outlaws gathered.

After a while, Sousuke Araki's cell phone rang.

"...Mosimoxi, is it Yuu Tori... Yes, we are still tracking Yokohama, and we haven't found that guy from Yukihira yet... What, you said Mochizuki Ayano is looking for it in private... Okay, here I am. If you have more news, please contact her directly..."

Just when he hung up the phone, Erqian Ryoma on the side rubbed his sore eyes, and suddenly called out excitedly: "Hey, it's here, it's here..."

A black car drove over the bridge, drove straight into the dock, and stopped in front of the warehouse door.

It was Kazuo Amto who got out of the car and strode into the warehouse, followed by a tall man in a gray kimono and wooden sandals.

As several people entered, the heavy gate of the warehouse slowly lowered and closed tightly.

"You have to keep an eye on this, but you can't let this guy run away..."

"However, Kazuo Tianto secretly gathered so many people on the chassis of the Nuluo Fist in the name of a group of three, what is he trying to plot..."

Araki Sousuke, who smelled the conspiracy, scratched his head anxiously, took out his phone, and put it back.

"Where is that guy, Yukihira..."

Coming in from outside the warehouse, Kazuo Tianto with a "I am a big boss" aura instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Walking to the second floor of the warehouse platform, he looked down at the sturdy men gathered in the field with satisfaction.

"It's a great honor for all of you to gather here..."

"Old man, don't talk about those who are literate, we can come here to work hard, of course, because you are generous enough..."

"Tell me, what do you want us to do?"

Immediately someone interrupted him impatiently.

Although the "gold master" arranged delicious food and drinks, and each person sent a thick stack of cash, but also asked them to hand over their mobile phones and not leave the place.

This group of people has been gathered here for more than a day, and their patience has already reached the limit.

"Don't be impatient, the old man will go to a place to talk about something tonight... At that time, you just need to help calm down the scene..."

Hearing that they were just gathering people's heads to "township", the men below showed a relaxed expression.

Showing your face casually and pretending to be ruthless can earn a lot of cash, which is much easier than going to the action movie scene to be a juice boy in the past.

"Hey, Kazuo, is it possible, are you planning to transform all these people?"

Going to the corner, Matsumoto Ginji grabbed Kazuo Amto by the collar and lifted him up.

"...This is hundreds of lives!!!"

"It's just a hundred lives... Since when did '10,000 people kill silver times' and began to care about the lives of others..."

Kazuo Tianto didn't care, instead he looked at the tall Matsumoto Ginji with a sneer.

"...It seems that these 20 years of cultivating and educating people have softened your heart?"

"No, everyone I killed was a sinner who died in a fair duel..."

Looking at Kazuo Tianto in front of him, Matsumoto Ginji murmured.

"Fair? With the sword skills you have cultivated from the shogunate period to the present, can it be called a fair duel against an ordinary person with a hoe? Swordsmen are all people with blood on their hands. Evil, do you have the qualifications and ability for appraisal?"

In the face of Kazuo Tianto's successive questions, Matsumoto Ginji let go of his hand weakly.

"Don't forget, if it wasn't for me back then, you'd still be trapped in that hellish place, and life would be better than death..."

Kazuo Tianto straightened his suit lightly, black energy surging up and down his body, flowing towards the bottom of the warehouse.

"Don't you want me to come to the door to 'give an explanation'? This time, I will definitely come to the door in person and give Zhang Fenfang a big gift."

Having lost the "goods", he was still worried about how to explain it to the president.

The Kobe headquarters of the three-member group here actually ordered him to give Nu Luoquan an explanation for his "personal behavior".

With the enemy on his back, he naturally focused his anger on Nu Luo Fist.

"Anyway, do you only need to protect me, other things have nothing to do with you. Whether you are here or not, all this is destined to happen..."

Hearing Kazuo Tianto's words, Matsumoto Ginji narrowed his eyes and fell into thought.

Is it doomed?

Forty years ago.

Kamakura, deep in the Koamiro forest.

In the deep and dark karst cave, countless star-like blue fluorescent lights flickered like breathing on the top of the cave.

Inside the cave, a man with messy beard and hair and covered in dust was standing with his back against a smooth mountain wall, like a dead corpse.

"Tick...tick..."

On the top of the cave, at the tip of the stalactite, a drop of water fell.

The man, who had closed his eyes and didn't move, suddenly sharply stretched out his tongue, accurately caught the water droplets passing in front of him, and moistened his parched lips.

He didn't know how many times he had repeated this action, but it was as natural as breathing.

Upon closer inspection, I found that the man's limbs and chest were penetrated by a huge dark red iron nail, which pinned him to the mountain wall alive and unable to move.

The dark red iron nails engraved with runes seem to have been nailed for some years, and have grown together with his body.

Suddenly, the man's ears moved sharply.

"pat, pat..."

With the sound of bare feet stepping in the puddle, a small figure ran into the hole.

In an instant, the blue dim light on the top of the cave fluttered, dancing and surrounding the cave.

That little dim light turned out to be blue fireflies.

In this fluorescent dance, the man could clearly see the figure approaching.

It was a muddy little boy who looked quite embarrassed.

"Are you... a mountain god?"

Seeing the strange man in the cave, the little boy didn't have the slightest fear, instead he asked.

"Mountain God? No, I'm...let me think about it..."

Seemingly caught by his question, the man on the stone wall was stunned for a moment, and spoke slowly in a weak voice.

"I remember... I'm... Matsumoto... Ginji..."

After a long while, he gritted his teeth in a hoarse voice.

"... Matsumoto Ginji, who defeated the snake **** Dalubuchi and was sealed here by the Tokugawa clan."

Maybe he remembered his name, or maybe he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time~www.mtlnovel.com~ The man seemed to be in a good mood, and squeezed out an ugly smile at the little boy who was looking at him curiously not far away.

"Boy, what's your name, there should be people from the shogunate stationed outside, how can you get in..."

"Kazuo, my name is Tianto Kazuo... What is the shogunate, I only know tofu..."

"Guru..."

At the same time, there was a sound from the boy's abdomen.

"...I got lost in the mountains and haven't eaten for two days..."

The boy, who was no more than eight years old, explained with a sallow complexion.

"Hey, Kazuo, do me a little favor, I'll treat you to eat the fattest game in this mountain, how about..."

Like a demon who seduces people to trade, Matsumoto Ginji grinned, and countless orchid fluorescence reflected in his dark eyes.

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