I Studied Beheading in a Mental Institution.

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somewhere in Osaka.

Dozens of black cars galloped on the spacious driveway, and the huge array caused the surrounding vehicles to back away unconsciously. Shen Qingzhu sat quietly in the back seat of one of the comfortable and luxurious vehicles, watching The scenery flashed outside the window, and the eyes were deeply blank.

This group of subordinates... where are they going to take him?

After Asakura Ken met him that night, Jing Shouyu arranged vehicles and drove out of Kyoto overnight with a mighty convoy.

Shen Qingzhu thought that this time was the same as before, just going to a certain territory under his command, but who knew that sitting for several hours, although Shen Qingzhu's face was confused, but his face could only remain indifferent and cold Expression, as if everything is under control.

Finally, the vehicles stopped at the gate of a skyscraper in Osaka.

As soon as Shen Qingzhu saw this building, he remembered it. He had brought people here before, and there was a fight. Later, it became one of the properties of the black killing group and belonged to his own territory.

At this time, hundreds of members of the Yamamoto group in suits and leather shoes were already waiting at the gate of the skyscraper, standing in two rows, as if they were waiting for something.

Several younger brothers quickly got out of the car and opened the car door for Shen Qingzhu. Shen Qingzhu was wearing a cloud feather weave that symbolized the status of the group leader. He calmly glanced at the crowd and walked towards the gate of the building.

At the same time, hundreds of Yamamoto-gumi members on both sides bowed respectfully and spoke loudly:

"Welcome to the group leader!!"

Shen Qingzhu walked past them expressionlessly, exuding a touch of majesty. Ken Asakura had already been waiting at the door, bowed to Shen Qingzhu, and then led the way into the building.

Behind him, hundreds of members of the Black Killing Group and the Yamamoto Group followed in an orderly manner.

Shen Qingzhu got on the elevator and reached the top floor of the building. Several younger brothers stood in front of a gorgeous door and opened the door for him.

Behind the door is a spacious and luxurious office.

Shen Qingzhu walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city for a moment, then sat unhurriedly on the swivel chair in the center, took a cigarette from his hand and lit it, and calmly looked at Asakura in front of him Jian and several other senior cadres of the Yamamoto group.

"Team leader, I have already sent people to investigate the deployment of the Hanchuan family's personnel in several sites in Osaka. The results will be available in about five days. When I find out about their deployment, I will send the results to you as soon as possible. Come to your table, please decide."

Shen Qingzhu sat there with a burning cigarette in his mouth, staring at Ken Asakura quietly without speaking.

Sensing Shen Qingzhu's sharp gaze, Asakura Ken felt a little at a loss, he struggled for a long time, and tentatively said:

"Do you think five days is too long? Then... three days, I will definitely hand over the results within three days!"

Shen Qingzhu still stared at him without saying a word.

A little cold sweat oozed from Ken Asakura's forehead. Under Shen Qingzhu's pressure, he felt like he was carrying a huge mountain on his shoulders, which was extremely heavy.

"Two days! Within two days! I must figure out their deployment!" Kenichi Asakura gritted his teeth and compressed the time to the extreme.

In the past two days, even if all the members of the Yamamoto team don't sleep, they must find out the details of the Hanchuan family!

Shen Qingzhu saw that Asakura Ken looked like he was about to collapse, and knew that the time should be almost there, and if he pretended to be, his flaws might be exposed, so he slowly closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Ken Asakura breathed a sigh of relief, his back was drenched in cold sweat.

Is this the sense of oppression of the group leader...

People can't afford the idea of ​​​​resisting at all.

However, it can be seen that the group leader is a person who is very efficient, and seems to know the situation of the Yamamoto group very well, and clearly knows where the limit of what they can do...

What a plan!

There is such a wise leader in my black killing team. After a while, I'm afraid that the entire Japanese underworld will bow to them!

Asakura Ken's admiration for Shen Qingzhu couldn't be increased. He walked outside the door and said something to the subordinates on both sides. Soon after, six or seven young girls with slim figures came to the office and stood in a row. In front of Shen Qingzhu.

"Team leader, you may be a little lonely and boring these two days. These are all good seedlings cultivated by my Yamamoto team. Please... give me some advice." Ken Asakura cast a "you know" to Shen Qingzhu eyes.

Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice:

"Eight!"

Chapter 632

Black Sycamore Club.

At the beginning of the night, the neon signs of Dotonbori lit up one after another under the dark sky. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor of the Black Indus Club, the blue-purple restaurant was dyed with a unique halo.

Yurina cleaned every table in the restaurant spotlessly. After a busy day, she sat on a chair and let out a long sigh of relief.

At this moment, a teenager wearing a dark blue sequined jacket sat across from her and looked at her quietly.

Yurina also just met this new cowherd today. I have to say that even with her vicious, critical and professional eyes, she couldn't find any flaws in Amamiya Haruki's appearance. In her heart, Amamiya Haruki Hui's hard power as a cowherd is only slightly inferior to that of Lin Qiye.

The reason why he was short was because he didn't have Lin Qiye's looming aura of a king.

"Brother Amamiya, what's the matter with you?" Yurina asked suspiciously seeing Amamiya Haruki staring at her.

Amamiya Haruki was stunned for a while, then shook his head, "No, it's nothing, it's just that you look like...a friend of mine."

"Friend?" Yurina thought for a while, "Is the friend you mentioned also a girl?"

"No...he's a man."

"...that's really rude." Yurina muttered in a low voice.

Pop, pop, pop!

Uncle Jingjie clapped his palms a few times, walked up to them, and said with a smile on his face:

"It's time for the opening, you new stars in the cowherd world... Are you ready to meet the cheers and enthusiasm of the distinguished female customers?"

Lin Qiye frowned, as if he didn't understand what Uncle Jingjie was talking about, and didn't answer.

Amamiya Haruki silently lowered his head, looked at his toes, and pretended not to hear the words.

Only Xiao Jin stretched out his hand lazily, and said weakly: "Ready~"

This awkward atmosphere did not affect the smile on Uncle Kyosuke's face. He walked down the stairs, opened the closed door, and lit up the neon signs hanging upstairs.

The Black Sycamore Club is open for business.

Lin Qiye and Yugong Qinghui stood up at the same time, and stood by the stairs on the second floor, ready to receive guests at any time, while Xiao Jin was still lying lazily on the table, yawning.

Soon, Lin Qiye and the two knew why Xiaojin didn't panic at all.

It has been half an hour since the opening of business, and there is no sign of customers.

In other words, no one has ever been to the entire remote branch road where the Black Indus Club is located. Even if there were, they just casually glanced in at the intersection, and then walked away.

At this moment, Xiao Jin, who was "ready~" just now, has fallen asleep lying on the table.

Lin Qiye and Yugong Qinghui stood on both sides of the corridor and looked at each other, feeling like they had been deceived.

If there are no customers, where will the consumption and commission come from? !

"Uncle Jingjie, why haven't there been any guests yet?" Lin Qiye couldn't help asking.

Uncle Jingjie smiled, "Don't worry, it's still early... just wait, the guests will always come."

then,

Lin Qiye and Yugong Haruki just waited from six o'clock to ten o'clock.

Those guests who lingered in Dotonbori for dinner have basically left, and the flow of people has decreased by a large amount. Lin Qiye watched the bustling street gradually become sparsely populated, and the idea of ​​being cheated became stronger in his heart.

Just when he was about to find Uncle Jingjie, a loud female voice suddenly sounded from downstairs.

"Xiao Jin~ hiccup, Xiao Jin~ I'll come and see you~"

Lin Qiye and Yugong Qinghui regained their spirits in an instant, while Xiao Jin, who was sleeping on the table, trembled suddenly and woke up from his sleep, as if he had had some kind of nightmare.

Here comes the guest!

Three 27 and [-]-year-old women came up the stairs together. The leading woman obviously drank too much. Lin Qiye could smell the alcohol on each other several meters away.The other two seemed to be her girlfriends. It was the first time they came to this kind of place, and they looked around with shyness and curiosity in their eyes.

Uncle Kyosuke walked up to the three guests quickly, with a friendly smile on his face:

"Miss Changtian, did you come to see Xiaojin again today?"

"It's Jingsuke... hiccup." Ms. Chang Tian hiccupped, "Hurry up, let Xiao Jin accompany me, I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know if I've lost weight during this time..."

"No problem, Xiaojin has time now." Uncle Jingjie looked at the other two female guests with a smile, "Are these two friends of Ms. Changtian? It looks strange, is this the first time?

Coincidentally, we have two new cowherds here, they are definitely the best you have never seen before, do you want to invite them to take a look? "

"Excellent?" Ms. Chang Tian laughed, "Kyosuke, I have been here so many times, how many cowherds do you have here, I don't know? You are ashamed to say yes to those crooked melons and dates. It's superb, but Xiao Jin is the only one who can see it.

My two sisters are very picky people, so don't ask for ordinary... huh? ? "

Miss Changtian walked up the stairs, and before she finished speaking, she saw Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki standing on both sides, and she froze in place.

The two girlfriends beside her looked straight at her.

Good guy, so... are all cowherds so handsome? ! !

"These two are..." Ms. Chang Tian couldn't move her eyes away from Lin Qiye's deep eyes, and said in a daze.

"This is our new cowherd, this is Amamiya, and this is Asaha." Uncle Kyosuke introduced with a smile, "By the way, their fees are a little bit expensive..."

"I want him! I want him!!" Miss Changtian sobered up immediately, and said excitedly, "It doesn't matter how much, I want him to drink with me!"

"And what about the two ladies?"

"Then, then I want Amamiya..." One of the girlfriends kept staring at Amamiya Haruki, and said with a slightly red cheek.

"I'm with Sister Changtian." Another girlfriend chose Lin Qiye.

"Okay, please take a seat first."

Miss Chang Tian hugged Lin Qiye's arm, looked at that face, her eyes were shining, and she pulled him to a seat by the window to sit down.

Lin Qiye frowned, and pulled his hand away from Miss Changtian's arms.

Miss Chang Tian froze in place, she looked at Lin Qiye, seemed a little angry:

"You, what do you mean? I'm a guest!"

Lin Qiye lowered his head and narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Ms. Chang Tian's eyes. Her eyes exuded an irresistible majesty, like a noble king looking down on all living beings.

"Guest, so what?" He said lightly, "If you want me to drink with you, you must abide by my rules, otherwise... Get lost."

Miss Changtian stared blankly into his eyes, like a statue standing in place for a long time...

Then, unprecedented excitement appeared in her eyes!