Yokohama city god is very violent

The negotiations between Zhongye and the Pengelie family have also come to an end. At this time, it happened to be the birthday party of the ninth generation, and Zhongye was invited to participate as a partner.

The clothes that Chuya usually wears are enough to attend the banquet, so there is no need to prepare anything, just a few small gifts, and these things can be handed over to the subordinates.

A Bin was tossing and turning on the bed boredly, his short black hair was tossed and messed up, like a cat with fried hair, looking at you with resentful blue eyes.

"Zhongye~" I don't know who imitated the sticky tone of voice, and Zhongye couldn't stand this style the most, saying: "If you talk to me in this tone again, I will throw you out."

"I learned it from the locals." A Bin turned over and said facing the ceiling, "Yeah, Zhong is too innocent."

Zhong Ye: "..."

"What do you know, kid?"

"Understood." Ah Bin sat up suddenly, and said brightly to Zhong Ye: "I know that innocent big boys like Zhong Ye are rare now, and Zhong Ye is a scarce resource."

"It seems that your skin is itchy again." Zhong also lowered his head and glanced at A Bin, A Bin immediately became honest, turned his head away, and said sullenly: "I want to go to the banquet too."

Zhong Ye was wearing a bow tie and glanced at him, "Put on your clothes, follow me, don't talk nonsense, and be obedient. If you do these things, I will take you there."

"Okay!" Ah Bin got up excitedly and clapped his hands.

"Get dressed first."

A Bin picked out a hat that was exactly the same as Zhongye. When he put it on, he looked at himself in the mirror and said, "Wearing a hat really makes you look tall. No wonder Zhongye wears it every day."

Chuya: "..." He felt that he was being persecuted.

Although Chuya has a strong professional ability, he is actually not good at interpersonal communication. When attending a banquet, his subordinates are most worried, not for Zhongye, but for the people in the banquet.

Alcohol is indispensable in the banquet. With the capacity of adults among them, they can get drunk within a few glasses. It will be fatal if the party cadres make trouble.

They saw with their own eyes that Mr. Nakaya got drunk after just a few drinks, and in the next second, regardless of their obstruction, he blew up half of the Mafia building in the port where he was.

They cried on the spot.

Someone was clever enough to call over Hongye’s cadres who were passing by. Hongye almost didn’t stop Zhongye, and then called the leader to stop Zhongye. Mr. Zhongye was deducted several months’ wages because of this.

In the future, who else would dare to drink to Mr. Chuya?Fortunately for others, the leader will be the first to punish you.

"Master Chuya..." Nomura said hesitantly, and when he saw Chuya turned his head and that face, the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

Zhong waved his hand impatiently: "I know what you are going to say, I know it well."

"Yes, Master Chuya!"

In order to prevent the tragedy from happening, and for the future of the port Mafia, Nomura specially dragged the accompanying Abin to repeatedly ask Chuya not to drink.

A Bin asked suspiciously, "Nomura, didn't you follow behind?"

"I just want you to look up to Mr. Chuya." Nomura sighed helplessly.

"Master Chuya is very convincing in all aspects, but after drinking... Although his strength is higher than usual, his personality is really difficult to control."

"I know, I will never let Chuuya drink." A Bin swore that, after all, he was also the one who survived drunkenness in Chuuya, so he naturally understood what Nomura meant.

The mafia banquet is not what A Bin imagined. All the members are dressed in black, and all the members look like villains. The people passing by wear elegant and well-fitting clothes and walk gracefully. No matter what they look like inside, they are clean on the outside Neat, beautiful women, handsome men.

The cup with the aroma of pure brewing is shaking in the hand, and it looks elegant and entertaining under the illumination of the surrounding lights.

The waiters in the luxurious and spacious hall, full of luxury and feasting, handed the plates of wine liquid to the hands of the visitors. They also received this kind of treatment when they just arrived. They did not stop Zhong Ye from taking the wine, but stood on tiptoe and tried to get close to Zhong Zhong. Also, a word of caution: "No more than three drinks."

The alcohol at the banquet is generally not too strong, not enough to make Zhongya drunk, so the waiter handed Ah Bin a glass of juice.

Zhong, who is small but not inferior in imposing manner, is also particularly eye-catching. The gazes that stare at him are full of scrutiny and consideration. They are thinking which family will be the person who has never met before being invited by the Pengo Lie family?

It also has the exquisite and unique charm of the oriental people. Most people here guess that he is not a native of Italy.

"Oh, dear sir, you are very capable of attracting my attention. I wonder if I can know your name?" A small leader of the Vengley Alliance family approached Zhongya about two meters, and asked in a gentlemanly manner.

The little gentleman who the leader wanted to blurt out was suppressed by himself. The person representing the family at the banquet must not be a minor, and both sides are equal in status. Adding a small word is likely to offend the other party.

Chuya politely took off his hat and reported his family name: "My name is Chuya Nakahara, and I come from the port mafia in Japan."

Port Mafia?

Everyone who heard his words had their own thoughts. Recently, the port mafia has gained a lot of attention in the international arena. After changing the leader, the strength and influence of the family have surpassed the previous generation. Today's port mafia is no longer satisfied with Japan. , started to develop outward?

It is a smart choice to make friends with Pengelie.

The person who talked with Chuya first picked up the wine glass in his hand, shook it slightly, drank it down, and looked at Zhongya.

Zhongye drank it all without blinking.

The Italian man seemed very happy. He inadvertently lowered his head and saw Ah Bin who had been staring at Chuya, and asked, "Who is this cute little brother?"

Zhong also said: "He is my younger brother, and his name is Zhong Yuanbin."

A Bin, who suddenly added a surname, showed a polite and reserved smile, and the Italian man teased: "Mr. Zhongyuan has been staring at my brother just now. Could it be that he was nervous about attending a banquet for the first time?"

A Bin shook his head, pretending to be innocent and cute, and said softly, "My brother can't drink well, I'm afraid he might get drunk at the banquet."

The Italian man was obviously amused by his words, and said cheerfully, "Okay, okay, then we won't drink your brother, okay?"

"Okay." A Bin nodded innocently, and tilted his head to thank: "Thank you uncle."

"It's so cute, Mr. Zhongyuan's younger brother is really cute and sensible."

Zhong also glanced at A Bin, nodded calmly: "Yes."

Maybe it was really A Bin's words that made a difference. Most of the people who came to talk to Zhong Ye politely sipped their cups and stopped drinking.

Since it's Jiudaimu's birthday party, of course Kudaimu will appear, unlike the old-fashioned and imposing Kudaimu in Abin's eyes, the actual Pengel Jiudaimu is very kind, just like the grandfather next door, But it also has the aura of a leader, saying thank you to the front and then leaving with the guardian, letting the guests enjoy themselves.

But the Guardian of Lan and the Guardian of Thunder are still there.

All the families present have a very cordial relationship with Pengo Lie.

After Zhong Ye finished contacting the business, he walked to the table in the corner, seeing that the wine was undrinkable, he picked up juice to refill.

Ah Bin kept eating the cake plate, his cheeks were puffed up, and He Zhong also said with a slurred speech: "Zhong Ye, come and try the fruit cake, it tastes very sweet and very good."

Zhong also disliked it very much, "Did I miss your food and clothing?"

A Bin raised his finger and denied: "No, I can never finish eating delicious food, and after I came to Italy, all I ate were chocolate cakes, and I haven't eaten fruit cakes yet."

"As you wish." Zhong also turned his head away.

The two of them felt deserted in the lively banquet. Not long after, there were mixed voices from the entrance, accompanied by the sound of people gasping, and they could vaguely hear: "It's Valia, aren't they and Jiudaimu? Here comes trouble."

The Guardian of Lan frowned and walked up.

A group of people with unique styles, obviously very handsome, but dressed in nondescript, full of aura came.

The silver-haired man had a loud voice: "voi—isn't that welcome?"

A Bin saw at a glance the blond boy he had played tricks on in the previous few nights. Although he also saved the other party, he thought that the other party would not be grateful.

He also moved behind without a trace.

Zhong Ye looked at him with great interest, and then glanced at the door, superficially thought of the reason, and said, "So you are afraid too, could it be that I am kinder than they look?"

A Bin let out a "head", thinking of Chuya's identity as the Mafia, and said flatteringly, "Zhongye seems to be particularly nuclear-minded."

Zhong also cast a glance at him: "No matter what the word is wrong, it seems that I have to go to school."

Now is not the time to care about this, Ah Bin glanced at Bell, and found that the other party didn't notice him, and moved his toes to Zhongye.

Zhong also raised the corners of his lips in disdain, and his handsome facial features suddenly became arrogant, and said with a bit of arrogance and reliability: "Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will touch you."

"Chuya..." Before Ah Bin was moved for three seconds, he heard a whoosh, and the strangely shaped knife was resting on Zhongye's fingertips. The red light wrapped the knife, and it creaked, and the knife twisted.

Zhongya is essentially a fighting maniac, and likes to solve things simply, but since he took on those civilian tasks, he is not easy to fight, such as this time, but now someone is so polite to send him an opportunity, how can he refuse it? .

Zhong also showed a habitual smile, a smile that must be won, and he said to Belphegor who shot the knife——

"Do you want to be crushed by gravity?"

The author has something to say:

Zhong Ye: Instant slap in the face

Bell: dangerous

Abin: watching a play

After that there will be good-looking ones.