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Wan Yinjiaye knew about the basketball game, but he had no interest.

Even so, Wan Yinjiaye felt that he should have found the starting point of his own topic - if he wanted to know something, he couldn't just ask "Where is your boss! I want to find your boss!"

Looking at this young man, she felt as if she had seen him somewhere before.

"It's a very cute child!" She said casually, smiling with her eyes, making full use of her own advantages.

A Ping laughed: "Yeah, he's the face of my family? But that kid is still a sophomore in high school. If it weren't for the rules in the store, he wouldn't have made such a loss-making business!"

Internet celebrity shops have the troubles of Internet celebrity shops, such as those romantic stories, which will be told over and over again, especially for newcomers.

Just now there was a table full of little girls who hadn't left, and here came another person who was chasing the story of the first generation.

But this time, it was the flood that rushed to the Dragon King Temple and met the Lord.

Wanyin Jiaye used to be the flower of Yoshiwara who became famous in this area by her beauty. Even if her memory is confused, she can be regarded as [Black Sword Demon], the famous Konoha beauty.

Wanyin Jiaye took a sip of the wine held in front of him, like a kitten drinking water.

This way of drinking, Ah Ping has only seen in those girls who are exposed to alcohol for the first time, with a little tentativeness, he wants to completely explore the mystery of alcohol.

But out of some scruples, he seemed cautious.

"First time?" he asked.

Wanyin Jiaye, who just tried the taste just now, put down the cup, not quite believing it was talking to herself: "Ah? Is it me?"

"You seem to be the only one here."

"Ah...it's not, it's just...haha..."

Wanyin Jiaye covered her mouth in embarrassment, the soft light brushed her cheeks and reflected into her black hair, like gold.

"Well, if it's the first time, I can recommend it to you... But it should be the first time you come to our store, it looks strange."

"Well, if that's what you said, maybe?" Wan Yinjiaye said something, but no matter what, she couldn't find a way to confess this secret to a stranger.

Although she felt that this young man was somewhat similar to Ah Liang, but if it was Ah Liang's full name...she, a black-hearted boss, couldn't remember it clearly.

"Speaking of which, you look very similar to a friend of mine, in the mouth."

She pointed to the corner of her mouth.

A Ping felt the other party's gaze, and suddenly remembered a small matter.

"Maybe the guest has seen it somewhere."

He thought it was interesting, so he took it out and told the guests: "Ah, but, when I was running and playing here when I was a child, some old customers often said this-"Although that kid Ah Cheng doesn't look like Ah Liang, but Ping-chan was carved out of the same mold as your great-grandfather', 'Liang' is your great-grandfather, and 'Cheng' is your father."

Opening the door to do business, he can't keep his mouth shut. Although he doesn't rely on the profit of the store to make a living, but in a place like a tavern, a smiling face is better than others to get along with people.

This can be regarded as one of the habits developed subconsciously in living here since childhood.

No matter what you think, just laugh first.

Due to his talent, this young man can do business better than his great-grandfather.

Wan Yinjiaye didn't feel uncomfortable getting along with this boy, and collected information from the other person's words: "Liang? Your great-grandfather? So Brother Ping is the boss here now?"

"Hahaha, what's 'Brother Ping', you think too highly of me, you can call the guests whatever you like—yes, let's just call it the manager here."

"Ah, the person in charge—then the real owner of this place is not surnamed 'Banyashiki'?" Miss Wan Yin also laughed, and she seemed to ask casually.

The young man realized that there was something important, but when he thought about 'Miss Mizuki', he didn't remember the other party's last name either.

It's like it's never been mentioned.

"Well, that's not true."

"Eh? No..." The guest looked weirder than him. A Ping wiped the glass and heard the beauty whisper: "Who is that—"

"Are you very interested?" The short-haired young man put down his wiped cup, and suddenly approached her with his hands up.

Miss Wan Yin shrank her neck subconsciously, and after she calmed down, she stretched her face slightly: "Ah... I want to visit your great-grandfather, I don't know—" Can you accommodate me?

It's really strange that she faltered and said that she suddenly wanted to visit someone or something.

"Huh?" Ah Ping was also surprised. He glanced up and down at the black-haired girl. According to this age—could it be the illegitimate daughter of the smelly old man who was outside in the early years? ?No way? ?

"Let's just ask, this guest, ah~ no, miss—are you?"

Wan Yinjiaye saw that she might have been misunderstood. Although she didn't know that the other party was rushing in the direction of breaking through the boundary, she still took one step at a time.

"My surname is Wan Yin."

After the brunette finished speaking, she showed a rather friendly smile at her social partner.

This can be regarded as her instinct, and it can also be regarded as Miss Wan Yin's character setting that she will never be abandoned by strangers.

After all, who doesn't like a cute and cute girl who likes to laugh?

What's more, Wanyinjiaye's own sharp weapon - good looks.

Once again, Wanyin Jiaye secretly thanked his parents, who had long forgotten their faces, in his heart, and thanked Uchiha for his fair skin and beauty!

According to expectations, Wanyin Jiaye seems to have seen that his plan is on a smooth road step by step.

But, it wasn't this time that Miss Wan Yin's tragic encounter with Waterloo—Boss Ping's complexion seemed to be even worse.

Because it's the first generation's name?

Could it be that the hero of the so-called 'romantic love story' was his great-grandfather? ? ?

Can't blame his great-grandfather for always thinking about 'Wan Yin Boss Wife'? ? ?

Grandma who has already left, look at this shitty thing your man did!

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this was his great-grandfather's illegitimate granddaughter or something else.

It's no wonder Boss Ping thinks so. The four generations of them have inherited the good looks of their great-grandfather. Although they are not good-looking in the general sense, they are better than handsome and comfortable.

When Boss Ping was a student, the reason why he was confessed countless times was this--"I feel that he is a good-looking person who can go on in peace and stability!" '

The young man's face was too shocking, which made Wan Yinjiaye wonder if there was something on her face today, and she touched her face with a guilty conscience.

"What, what's wrong? Boss Ping?"

Boss Ping: "..." I was just thinking about where you came from.

The young man rolled up his sleeves, a little confused: "Are you the granddaughter of my great-grandfather and your great-grandmother?"

Ok?

WTF?

Wait a minute, say it again, I didn't catch you?

Wan Yinjiaye's expression was basically the same as that of the other party, "Ah, your great-grandfather? What does it have to do with my great-grandmother?"

"That's... are you my great-grandfather's illegitimate granddaughter?"

In an instant, Miss Wan Yin had a clear understanding of the initial reason for the misunderstanding and the other party's psychological state.

Ah, that's true, most people would think so,

"Is your 'first generation' surnamed Wan Yin?"

"...Obviously, everyone on the Internet knows it!"

"..." Wanyin Jiaye slammed his mouth, "You are right, my name is Wanyin Jiaye, and I am here to find relatives."

Once upon a time, when Ms. Wanyin was in Konoha, she also acted as her granddaughter or daughter several times.

She didn't expect that after so long, she would still be her own grandson.

The young man showed such an expression, because he didn't rely on this tavern for profit, so he didn't have the slightest rejection of the sudden addition of a head in his family. He basically looked at this beautiful girl with black hair, and imagined a century-old Formerly known as the 'Taisho Romance' era's annual drama.

This young man may have read too many third-rate novels—perhaps influenced by Miss Wan Yin’s taste in books—he has a big brain.

but.

The young man avoided talking about the other party's thoughts, and turned to inquiring about other things: "Why did Naga Ye suddenly come to find relatives? Did you encounter any difficulties? I can help..."

He hoped that the other party didn't come to cause trouble for his family, and his boss was not too easy to fool. It would not be good if such a little girl was messed with.

Wan Yinjiaye was not actually looking for relatives, but the other party gave her a ladder, so she took advantage of the situation: "A few years ago, the tsunami disaster caused me to lose everything. I want to find my family in the past two years."

If you don't blush when you tell a lie, you should fight!

Miss Wan Yin complained about herself silently, but this was a last resort, right?

"Ah...it was published in the newspaper again...that's it—but it's a pity, Kaya."

"Regret?" Wanyin Jiaye seemed to be aware of his words.

"My great-grandfather has passed away, just left a while ago."

The young man kept a polite smile, which was very shallow, and his voice could be lowered.

Although he complained so much about his great-grandfather, in the end, the little old man who played with him at home when he was a child was still his great-grandfather.

But the more pitiful thing is Miss Jia Ye, she has nothing now.

A Ping sighed: "But he was very happy when he left, and kept saying that Jia Ye's grandma was coming to pick him up... and left a few letters, but they were not signed, so they were not opened, and they were kept by me. Put it away... Now that I think about it, it should be written to Jia Ye's grandma, right?"

Wanyin Jiaye suddenly felt a little heavy in his heart.

Is this the punishment for lying?

In fact, she is not a messy great-granddaughter at all, she is just an ordinary person who missed the second half of A Liang's life.

When she thinks about it now, she still remembers the first day Ah Liang came to work in this tavern, and also remembers later... eh?later?

Wanyin Jiaye looked at the current boss who had the same posture as Ah Liang's habit. They all liked to wear bathrobes with their sleeves pushed up.

Presumably, this place has remained intact for such a long time, thanks to A Liang and Mr. Kujo.

I just don't know Ubuyashiki...

"I would like to ask, if the owner's surname is not Sanyashiki, what is his surname?" Wanyin Jiaye forcibly suppressed the faces that flashed through his mind, and the incoherent images disturbed one after another.

"Well... that's the only thing I can't say. I'd better go and give you those letters, because I sorted out the relics and put them upstairs."

upstairs.

Wan Yin Jia Ye suddenly asked: "Can I go with you?"

"Of course, I heard that the second floor is where your great-grandmother lived." The young man laughed.

Of course Wan Yin Jia Ye knew, she followed the young man on the familiar narrow wooden stairs, the wood made a creaking sound, and there was also a very familiar smell in the air.

When she reached the second floor, the decoration on it didn't seem to have changed. She watched the young man take out the iron box on the top from the cabinet where she used to hold books.

He patted the dust, opened it, and placed it on the small table in the living room.

Wanyin Jiaye looked at the inside of the white-painted iron box, and there were letters in yellow envelopes stacked together in a mess.

There is no name, no address, and it seems to be very old. Miss Wan Yin glanced at the young man lightly: "Can I open it and have a look?"

"Well, don't break it, this seems to be a long time ago, I had it when I was a child."

Not only when he was a child.

The black-haired young man sat aside, watching the little black-haired girl gently pick up these things, he didn't know why, but always felt that this person was not some kind of 'illegitimate daughter', but a real Exactly, it was the man called 'Wan Yin' a hundred years ago.

I heard that Boss Wanyin's beauty was even more beautiful than the famous oiran in Asakusa Yoshiwara at that time.

He looked at this little girl, although Ah Ping didn't know the "Miss" with blond hair and yellow eyes a hundred years ago, but this one in front of him is also a dragon and a phoenix.

He thought of Miss Meiyue's bewitching blond hair, subconsciously compared with Wanyin Jiaye, maybe this person is more suitable for that color.

Dazzling, gorgeous, extravagant things.

It's not now, it's clear and light, and the thick black color is so clean that it can't be wiped off, well, even so, it's more approachable.

Wanyinjiaye couldn't see that Aping was probing and had appreciative eyes, but instead, he put all his heart and soul into his eyes.

She opened this thing carefully, it should be the most ordinary thing, but she thinks it is very important, maybe she will find the answer from it.

When Ah Ping saw that the other party was about to read on seriously, he planned to leave, but he didn't expect that the second floor, which is usually forbidden to come, suddenly heard a flurry of footsteps, and the door was opened.

The two looked over there at the same time. Miss Wan Yin had just pulled out a piece of folded, crunchy, yellowed paper. There were some ink stains on the back of the paper.

"Ping? Why are you here... Forget it's not important, the boss asked me to come to you, the part of the work you are responsible for—" The other side looked at someone he didn't know: "This is your girlfriend ?”

A Ping blushed: "No! This is the younger sister I just recognized! It's okay, anyway, something went wrong at work, right?"

The young man stood up with his sleeves folded and was about to leave. By the way, he turned his head and said to Wanyin Jiaye: "If you don't have a place to live today, you can stay here first. Anyway, people can live here-I still have something to do at work. , after processing, I will take you home to have a look, okay?"

"what……"

After finishing talking, the young man left. Before leaving, the man was still chattering with Aping. Wanyin Jiaye's ears accurately captured a few words'supernatural being','Yokohama','Mizuki'...

What she actually wanted to say was, don't bother.

Wanyin Jiaye thought of Nakahara Chuya-kun who promised to meet here with him, "Yokohama?"

She didn't even care about the phrase behind it.

After all, it's hard to say whether you remember or not.

Wan Yinjiaye looked at the letter in his hand again, opened it gently, and what came into his eyes were black and white characters, written in strong ink.

Even if she didn't know anything about it, she still knew that this person's handwriting was beautiful and... a little kind.

Wanyin Jiaye was held back by a box of letters, but the progress of Zhongya Chuya's side was very extraordinary. He couldn't go well, because he found the right place as soon as he came to the door at the very beginning.

This side is regarded as the leader in Ginza, and it is deeply entrenched and difficult to get rid of. Their business is not big or small, and it is in the border area.

After nearly blowing up half of his building in Zhongyuan Zhongye, he finally had a person in charge and invited someone to come over for a drink of tea and a heart-to-heart chat.

Regarding the [anti-missiles for supernatural beings], the organization did not focus on it at the beginning, because supernatural abilities are so strange that it is impossible to defeat them in a unified way. In theory, it should be some other gimmick.

These days, when even wooden bins are not very useful, this kind of bullet is a joke.

However, Wanyin Jiaye's fatal experience sounded the alarm for the supernatural power users over there.

It turns out that [anti-missiles for superhumans] is not talking about invalidating or weakening supernatural abilities like that guy Dazai, but directly—death. But almost harmless.

This is a bit interesting.

Perhaps, it might become an opportunity to reshuffle the entire underground world.

Bai Dao wants to get involved, and non-governmental organizations from all over the country also want to get involved. It is conceivable how powerful this [Ability Users Specialized Anti-missile] incident is.

Chuya Nakahara has two purposes for this mission.

One is to share resources in a peaceful and friendly situation; the other is to destroy this organization and take over the source of this foreign product.Simply put, if you can't have it, you can destroy it—Mafia's usual method.

Also rude.

The young man with coral hair flicked his coat, his black feet were like sharp knives, and sat down boldly on the upper seat. The blue eyes under the brim of the hat were extremely fierce. Even if he didn't look fierce, none of the people present Dare to raise your head and look straight at Zhongyuan Zhongye.

The leading organization on the Tokyo side is in the shape of a pyramid, and there are countless small branches in it, and the one who manages the [anti-missile special for superhuman abilities] is a medium-sized middle-level.

It seems that for this leading organization, this kind of business involving the interests of the world is not important.

"Please wait a moment." The person in charge said.

All he got was a cold snort from Chuya Nakahara, no matter what he thought, he couldn't lose in momentum.

The organizers of the Hong Kong gangsters have great achievements, and overseas forces are also involved. Regarding the reputation of [Double Blacks], it is not clear whether they are mixed in the Tao.

Even if they don't know the details of [Double Black], no one is willing to be killed for no reason.

Therefore, those who can make decisions here have no choice but to avoid their edge first, and wait for the real master to come.

These people are all for profit and all for profit, good intentions and malicious intentions are in an instant, and everyone knows that they are capricious.

When Ah Ping came over, he was still wearing his pine tower bathrobe with navy blue stripes on a white background, his hair was cut very short, he smiled shyly, and had big eyebrows and big eyes.

It's not like a person who can be in this position at all.

He stepped on clogs and clapped his hands.

"It's a great visit, Mr. Zhongye." The visitor laughed first.

On the way, Ah Ping had heard the other party's intentions and characters clearly. While feeling a little troublesome, he also had to deal with this task with great energy.

After all, this is what he really relies on for food.

The two sat down facing each other, even at the age of 19, Zhong Yuanzhong was not at all afraid.

"good evening."

The boy said softly.

"What is your reason for coming? Ginza and Yokohama, although they are close together, are far from each other."

A Ping spoke with an accent, but he couldn't tell where it came from. Zhongyuan Zhong, who had never been to Huajie before, would naturally not know it.

This is the way those new oirans learned to speak in ancient times.

"On March 3th, I found these things over there." The little man motioned his subordinates to pick up the things, and the driver who came with him - also dressed as a gangster - took out a few photos and put them on the table.

It is a photo of the extreme event of [Special anti-missile for supernatural beings].

It's not that he didn't do anything before, and he gained a lot after setting up a few strongholds.

When Ah Ping saw it, he knew what was going on. The other party came to ask him to give an explanation. He didn't just say, "My family has never sold it to places other than Tokyo. It was an accident."

"What about compensation?"

"Compensation?" The young man smiled. He was still the same, handsome and handsome, and he didn't feel any danger even if he threatened others.

"Oh, I advise you to think carefully before speaking."

Compared with him, Zhong Yuanzhong looked more like a gangster. The red ability wrapped the cup in front of him and floated into the air.

A Ping sighed, "Ala, it's really difficult—"

The sun outside was covering the sky, and in broad daylight, a violent brawl was about to break out.

The bullet was loaded, and the young man finally stopped copying his hands. The black metal contrasted sharply with his light skin, as if a child was holding something that didn't fit him.

The dark hole faces the young man's forehead, there is a distance, and he will never be touched by the other party - he knows this person's supernatural ability [sorrow in the filth], a very troublesome supernatural ability.

However, it has been used to deal with the Central Plains Chuya with [Ability Specialized Anti-missile], which means that this kind of thing is also effective.

The smell of gunfire filled the air.

"What do you think, Mr. Chuya Nakahara?" Finally, this Aping bared his fangs.

"Oh! If you have the guts, come on and see—"

Before the words fell, the tightly closed door was suddenly opened, and the sound of "da da" from far and near knocked on the marble floor. A Ping felt disturbed and irritable, but he couldn't help it when he heard the sound do what.

A Ping sat up from the sofa politely, put away the things in his hands, and stared down at the little man in front of him: "Ah, it's cheap for you."

Hearing this, Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned.

The sound in this room was quieter than before, and the atmosphere became tense unknowingly. He looked around and saw the sweat beads from the foreheads of the big men dressed in black around them, and trembled subconsciously.

This is only after hearing the footsteps.

'Cheap' him?

If he really had the guts to say such a thing, the man in the top hat twisted his neck, removed the supernatural power from the quilt, and collapsed on the sofa, taking a rest.

Let's see, who is this?

"You are safe tonight."

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

The melodious voice of the woman was melodious, speaking the ancient Yoshihara accent, with a slow and calm tone.

There have been rumors that the leader of the leading organization here is a woman with extremely powerful methods and implements the family inheritance system, but what is surprising is that no matter what generation, she looks alike, and her methods are basically the same. almost.

The coral-haired boy looked coldly at the distance where he opened the door, and suddenly a person turned around - a woman with blond hair.

Blonde hair, amber eyes, fair skin, red lips, wearing a Fuka kimono, with navy blue as the background, and a golden phoenix drawn with golden embroidery thread.

The bird is flying on the clothes, and the bottom is the hem of the same color gray, and the pattern seems to be flowers or something else.

This woman is very beautiful, but Nakahara Chuya thinks Miss Wanyin is better than this person.

Although they all seemed to have a little bit of the same thing, when he thought of the girl with black hair and a faint smile, his heart suddenly slowed down, which directly distracted him.

"Mr. Chuya Nakahara, I can completely transfer this business to you, but are you—are you capable?" The woman lowered her eyes and raised her hand, gently took a seat on the main seat, her voice was a threat.

"Let's talk then." He challenged.

"It's really courageous... By the way, Aping, I heard that you found a younger sister? Does your father know about this?" The woman just sighed lightly, and then switched to talking about other things.

I don't know why his sister was suddenly brought up, Aping shook his head: "I just found out that my great-grandfather had an illegitimate child, and she will not affect your tavern business."

"Ah, that's a good thing." The woman nodded her head in approval.

She doesn't look at anyone the whole time, which is a rather arrogant attitude.

"That child seems to be the granddaughter of the first generation. Do you want to see it? I just said that I will take it home and have a look after this incident."

The blond woman shook her head: "It's fake, I still believe Mr. Liang, sister, no, forget about the first generation."

What they said made Zhongyuan Zhongye confused, and the red ability surrounded the cup again, and slammed it heavily on the table, "Hey, I said, do you have to talk about homework here, is it to look down on people?"

Suddenly cranky little guy.

The woman frowned slightly, and when Ah Ping saw it, he wanted to be a peacemaker and said:

"Let's talk about Jia Ye when you have time. Boss, take a look first."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head, and saw two pairs of eyes staring at him at the same time. Actually, the owners of these two pairs of eyes were not someone to be trifled with.

"Huh?" Puzzled, is there something wrong with what he said?

Of course there is.

Moreover, Aping didn't know what kind of depth bomb the news he said inadvertently was.

The author has something to say:

Jia Ye: I treat myself as a grandson hhh

Always in the middle of throwing the cup! (The cups are of good quality!)