Experience in building a branch of Crab Castle King in Hong Kong and Heilongjiang

The port mafia still has some power in the territory of Yokohama, so the follow-up support troops arrived at the scene very quickly. They skillfully cleaned up the ruins, guided nearby pedestrians to detour, and negotiated with the municipal department...but These follow-up works have nothing to do with Taketori et al.

At this time, they were already sitting in the car and went all the way to catch up with the convoy where the fake leader was in front, and there was a special driver driving.On the way, Taketori Che asked why the white tiger student who had changed back to human form came back empty-handed.

"What?" Atsushi Nakajima was very confused. Would he still run back with the enemy's sniper rifle at least two meters long in his mouth?

"Oh, I still haven't taught you well, Dun-jun!" Taketori Che was heartbroken and blamed himself very much, "Come on, as the excellent boss of the year, I will teach you this lesson right now."

The white-haired boy quickly put his hands on his lap, straightened his back, and acted like he was listening attentively.

Teacher Taketori began to give a lecture: "Our port mafia has always been kind to people, pays attention to the virtues of the industry, and never initiates meaningless attacks unless the enemy provokes us first, or this attack can bring us greater benefits. ! By the way, do you understand?"

The white-haired boy nodded confusedly: "Understand... That is to say, our own combat power is precious, and we cannot take it at will."

"That's right, once you make a move, even if you can't make money, at least don't lose money." Taketori Chew taught the little tiger carefully, and showed the patience he had taught Zuihei Inosuke to the little wild boar in the fourth chapter of the game, "Life is Precious, death is also valuable, so don't give death to others at random, unless you think that person is worthy of you."

——Life is precious, but "death" is as precious as gold.

In fact, this theory was first learned by a mixed-race girl from a mercenary comrade-in-arms on the battlefield.

That comrade-in-arms is good at Western painting techniques, and he is very good at sketching with one hand. He also studied at the Florence Academy of Fine Arts many years ago.This gentleman looks extremely handsome, with blond hair and blue eyes. Before seeing the selfie photos on Twitter, he was still a big beauty with long hair. It is said that he dropped out of school and came to the battlefield as a mercenary because he couldn't find artistic inspiration.

At that time, Taketori Che was still very young, and curiously followed him to learn to play casually. During the breaks between work, he used to play with unprofessional oil paintings using oil, pig blood, gunpowder and other common battlefield items.

But Taketori hates black very much when he paints the paintings, because if the novice is not paying attention when coloring for the first time, he will touch the black pigment and contaminate other colored parts, which simply pollutes the whole painting on the spot.

However, the teacher still taught her gently: "Black is a precious color like gold, don't hate it, pay attention to it. What you should do as a writer is to think carefully and carefully, and think clearly Only after adopting the necessity of black can we draw on it."

At that time, Taketori Che thought for a few seconds, raised his head and asked, "Is it the same with death?"

The mercenary comrade was stunned. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he touched the metal helmet on the little girl's head...

"Yes," he said, "death is equally precious, so give it with care."

"Then why were my parents and I brutally given this 'gold' by others? We obviously didn't ask to be put on the 'canvas'... Mom just wanted to report the news fairly, and Dad just wanted to Studying the knowledge of local history and folklore will harm none of us." Taketori Che asked him sadly, "But they all died, and only I survived, why is that?"

The teacher fell silent again, and finally said: "Because those enemies have no respect for the lives of others, and that is why we stand against them in this battlefield today."

"I thought you were going to say that we came here after Master took the money."

"Hahaha... You are still so young, why did you get into the eyes of money? Part of the reason is to collect money, and the other part is because of certain obsessions in our hearts." The teacher poked her heart with the tip of the paintbrush. , meaningfully, "I am for art, you are for revenge."

Four months later, this artistic mercenary died in an unexpected attack launched by local anti-government armed forces. He was shot in the head and did not even have time to leave a last word. Artwork in blood.

Taketori Che, who witnessed all that, has rarely painted since then.

It is enough to see a painting like that once in a lifetime.

Now Nakajima Atsushi is sitting in the car, but still thinking hard, Taketori Che can’t help but feel a little emotional, and suddenly he has reached the age to teach others by himself... After a while, the white-haired boy asked: "So Che Sister, do you mean that death is not cheap?"

"Yes! Children can be taught!"

Taketori Che patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "In order to increase the price of our shots, and to respect the value of the enemy's life and death, it is our job to search for loot after the battle!"

It turned out that after going around for a long time, I was still teaching people to pick up money...

Atsushi Nakajima's pale face suddenly showed embarrassment: "But, isn't this a dead money?"

"Hey, no, the spoils of war are a symbol of honor we get after a life-and-death struggle with the enemy. We have bet our lives and glory, so harvesting honor is a matter of course! No one can blame it! But dead money is The despicable act of simply trampling the dead for profit. The meanings of these two things are diametrically opposed!"

"So sister Che, are you planning to sell my 'symbol of honor'?" Atsushi Nakajima asked abruptly.

"Ahem! How could it be? In Dun-jun's eyes, am I the kind of person who regards money as life and keeps his eyes on the money bags of his subordinates?" Taketori Che coughed twice in embarrassment, originally recalling the memory of his old friend. The sadness was completely dispelled, and she pretended to be super fierce and said, "I'm teaching you!"

The white-haired boy turned his face away, concealed the smile on his mouth, and just said lightly: "Yes, I understand, I will pay attention to the spoils next time."

The mixed-race girl nodded in satisfaction.

——The obedient little tiger is my good little snail.

The driver driving in front secretly wiped his cold sweat, thinking that he really deserves to be the most mysterious new leader of the guerrillas directly under the leader, what does this teach the children...

The vehicles they were riding in quickly caught up with the convoy ahead, and they had already reached the entrance of the office building where the Wisteria Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. was located, but Miss Takako Zhongyuan was not in a hurry to enter.

It wasn't until seeing the two subordinates who were safe and sound, that the proud young lady with brown hair "hummed" and waved to Taketori.

With so many people around watching, the mixed-race girl hurried over, nodding and bowing without the demeanor of a strong man: "Boss, what advice do you have?"

"It's all resolved?" Takako Zhongyuan said in a low voice.

"The first wave has been resolved." Taketori Che also lowered his voice, "Today is probably just a test of our strength, and there will be more coming later."

"Remember our promise!"

"Of course."

In fact, this is related to a money issue.

Most of the killers and mercenaries who come to hunt their targets have bounties on them. Before Taketori came to Yokohama, her head was worth hundreds of dollars on the dark web...Now the money sent to the door has been solved Strange, the bounty received has to be divided into three parts, one part is handed over to the organization (to Osamu Dazai), after all, he is pulling the banner of Hong Kong gangsters to bluff and clean up the mess; one part is for Nakahara Chuya who is in charge of playing the fake leader, He worked so hard to act as the bait, which was also the "idea for getting rich" that the two of them had agreed upon; the last part was reserved for Taketori Che and his team.

However, it is nominally a public fund within the group, but after the mixed-race girl who is the group leader earns money by herself, she can use it however she wants?

Like the Monach Strudy who killed today, the total bounty on the dark web and other related websites exceeds 300 million US dollars-this is the family members of the people he killed and eaten over the years, his The amount of the joint reward jointly issued by the enemy and the Indian official "eight tribes" does not matter whether it is life or death-that is to say, Taketori Che chopped up a money monster today, and if he splits the money after a while, he will get at least 100 million dollars!Directly get ten consecutive draws with one ability!This has not included the profit of the eminent monk's relic being sold out...

Thinking of this, Taketori Che took the opportunity to briefly talk to him about this while accompanying Miss Takako into the office building.

Takako Zhongyuan said "Oh", and replied casually: "I'll ask the intelligence department to look it up for you and find out which temple this guy had dealt with before he was alive. If there is a chance, contact the other party directly to see if he wants to take you back The relic in your hand."

Of course Taketori had no objection.

It would be best if the property could be returned to the original owner at a high price, and both parties would be happy.

Although the Indian people live in poverty, many temples and religious places are still very rich. It can only be said that this is the national condition of Brother Asan...

The elevator went straight to the 16th floor, the elevator door opened, and the president of the other company was standing at the door to greet them with a smile.

"Your Excellency is Ms. Takako Nakahara, the CEO of Port Logistics Co., Ltd., right? Ms. Nakahara is so young to take on such a big responsibility, she is really young and promising."

Damn, this business bragging is really...

Taketori Che groaned and raised his head to look over, seeing the opponent's appearance clearly, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

There is no other reason.

"Excellent, Mr. Junya Ubuyashiki, you are the real outstanding talent..."

These were the words that Nakahara Takako said while shaking hands politely with the other party.

After a few seconds of shock, Taketori realized that the "Ubuyashiki" in front of him was not the protagonist of the Demon Slayer Squad "Yaoya" in his memory, nor was he the eldest son of the other party, but a man about four years old. In his teens, "Junzai", a mature businessman with a handsome appearance and a calm temperament.

But if you look carefully, you can still see the ancestral facial features to some extent, such as speaking softly and pleasantly, and looking very thin.

The next negotiation had nothing to do with Taketori Che, she could have chosen to sit in, but her strong curiosity still drove her to give Takako Nakahara a look and ask for leave.

[Takako Zhongyuan: What do you want to do? 】

[Taketori Che: Take a stroll around. 】

[Takako Zhongyuan: Shouldn't you protect me personally? 】

[Taketori Che: On this floor, I am more assured of the security of their home than anyone else. 】

Nonsense, can you worry about it!

The ashes of the ghost king Wuyou from 100 years ago can be given to you!

If any short-sighted mercenary dares to attack here at this time, the fierce brothers who used to be the ghost killing team and are now the "Wisteria Security Group" will definitely beat the killer to death.

Don't think that our ghost killing team won't use modern high-tech weapons after putting down the sun wheel sword!Breath of Fire Gatling, Breath of Wind Sniper Rifle, Breath of Rock Explosion-proof Soldiers... Do you understand all of these?

No way, it’s not just a joke to do charity in a war-torn area. If you talk about love and peace, the locals will laugh at your naivety and stupidity.Those unscrupulous people from poor lands and rivers came to the door every minute to rob property, murder and dismember their bodies. In order to protect themselves and continue to carry out charity work, the security group came into being.The former ghost-killing men put down their Japanese knives, picked up their automatic rifles, and continued to do their jobs!

We will beat anyone who refuses to let us do charity!

Ubuyashiki Junya saw that Taketori seemed to be super interested in their corporate culture, and immediately asked the secretary to call someone to accompany the mixed-race girl to visit their working environment.

So a purple-haired lady in a white coat hurried over, her pupils were a rare violet color, very beautiful.

"Hello." The young lady took the initiative to bow slightly to the curious guest, "I am Asami Asami, one of the leaders of the scientific research and development team."

Taketori Che was slightly distracted when she heard this surname, but soon she showed a gentle smile like an old friend meeting again.

"Hi, I'm Taketori Tetsu, and I want to visit your company's corporate culture."

She raised her head, her pale blue eyes were as clear as water, just like back then.

"In this regard, I have been... admiring your name for a long time."

Miss Butterfly has obviously inherited her ancestors' similarity in appearance and gentle voice. She speaks softly and is very understanding. Visit around the company.

Along the way, Taketori saw several familiar faces passing by him.

——The descendant of the purgatory family wearing the uniform of the captain of the security group, the scientist Zuhira Aoba who quarreled with others because he accidentally killed the new drug plant that he had finally discovered, etc.

Taketori Che thought this matter was very interesting, but she didn't want to pursue it further or know those people.

Let the past story go, it belongs to the fetters of the ancestor Akihara Shiina and her companions, I don't want to drag these ordinary people into a thrilling life anymore.

According to the introduction of the tour guide Ms. Butterfly Asami, their company’s headquarters had been located in Tokyo before, but in recent years, housing prices in Tokyo have soared. In order to reduce costs, the board of directors decided to transfer the industry. Yokohama, which is far away, has convenient shipping and well-developed transportation.

In fact, if the law and order in Yokohama were not particularly bad at times (for example, when each generation of Hong Kong gangster leaders changed), housing prices and land prices would definitely be several times higher than the current situation.

Therefore, the office space on the 16th floor of this floor is only a tentative foothold for temporary renting. The specific situation will have to wait until Junya Mibuyashiki has finished talking with the port mafia, the largest gang in the area, before making further decisions.

"May I ask, what is your company's main research and development of new drugs?" Taketori Che asked curiously.

Hearing this question, Asami Choho smiled slightly: "It's very appropriate for you to ask me this question. Our ancestors have been developing related new drugs since the Taisho era. Later, as soon as the company was established, it launched several drugs that are well received by the market and the public. Favorite new cold medicine, gastrointestinal medicine, heat-clearing and detoxifying medicine..."

I quite believe in this.Taketori Che nodded secretly.In her opinion, the two good sisters Butterfly Kanae and Butterfly Shinobu probably went to universities at home and abroad to study relevant knowledge after they did not have the task of killing ghosts. It would be easy to find common medicines such as cold medicine later.

Under the introduction of Miss Butterfly's guide, Taketori Che also gradually understood some things that happened after the game ended.

It turned out that the ghost killing team did not disband after completing the historical mission of killing ghosts. Instead, some people who wanted to leave left on their own. meeting".

The purpose of the foundation is to help more people live better.

Therefore, in the past 100 years, the people of the charity foundation have traveled all over the world to help children in impoverished areas with modest efforts, build various civil infrastructure facilities, devote themselves to regional education and overcome various diseases that currently exist in the human body Specific medicine... Generally speaking, this group of people still do good deeds everywhere.

But if you do good deeds, you will still earn money.After all, in a capitalist country, money can give back to society better.

So today's courier companies, pharmaceutical companies, private hospitals, and even a school with a complete system of primary and secondary schools in Tokyo... These are all one of the industries under the foundation.

Of course, the big boss of the board of directors is still the Ubayashiki family. Perhaps in order to reward them for their unremitting efforts for thousands of years, the unique "foresight" ability of the previous generations of patriarchs has not dissipated, but is reserved for this family to be passed down from generation to generation in the blood. one's gift.

Therefore, today's Wisteria Group has become a large multinational enterprise spanning several fields in Japan.

At this time, everyone had walked around the entire floor and came to a brightly lit and simply decorated corridor. The corridor extended all the way to the end of the wall, and both sides were hung with many glorious photos that the company had obtained over the years.

Among them are photos with the leaders of various countries, photos with the current domestic prime minister inspecting the production of pharmaceutical factories, and photos of providing post-war reconstruction assistance for war-torn areas. There are all kinds of photos on both sides.

Taketori Che looked at these photos with great interest, and unconsciously walked to the end of the honor corridor.

She stopped.

Because although the photo hung at the beginning was black and white and the number of people was not large, she had seen it before.

...seen in the game.

Under the old cherry blossom tree, Yoya Ubuyashiki, who still had traces of curses on his forehead at that time, was sitting among the crowd with a smile. The familiar faces stood and sat crowded together. The wooden eaves reflect the distant mountains.

But the one who caught Taketori Che's attention the most - of course, was the black-haired, black-eyed girl standing among the girls.

Akihara Shiina showed her a big smile through the photo and camera.

It's as if I knew this day would come.

Then, Taketori Che also laughed, smiling like a child who picked up candy by accident.

"This is a photo of my ancestors, but this group photo is just a photocopy. The original is kept in the headquarters in Tokyo. You see, even Mr. Junya's ancestors are on it." Seeing her silence for a long time, Butterfly Asami immediately kindly He explained, "This is also a precious group photo left by the first batch of entrepreneurs in our group."

"Butterfly Ninja or Butterfly Kanae?" Taketori Che asked suddenly.

Ms. Asami was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, and then she showed a surprised smile: "The ancestor in my photo is Ms. Butterfly Kanae. I heard that she was married into a matrilineal marriage. The ancestor of Ninja is her younger sister. Miss Taketori called After the names of the two of them came out, could it be that you too..."

"This person." The mixed-race girl pointed at the person in the photo, "It's my ancestor, 'Prison Pillar' Akihara Shiina. I saw her in...an old photo of my grandfather's house."

Here she told a little lie that the mixed-race girl had never been to her grandfather's house.But Asami Chocho didn't suspect him, because this keen female scientist actually saw the Japanese sword on Taketori's waist from the very beginning.

That's why she introduced the company's culture and history very warmly and kindly from the beginning to the end.

"It turns out that you are also a descendant of the 'Pillar of Wind' Immortal Kawa Miniya!" She sighed enthusiastically.

Taketori Che:? ? ?

etc?Did my ancestors finally choose Brother Feng, the hard-core hunk?

I actually found out about this from outsiders... I am really a filial son and grandson.

Even Junya Ubuyashiki, who had finished the negotiations, was alarmed by this matter. He came to check Taketori Che's sword himself. After pulling out the long black sword, he saw the words "My heart is like a lamp" and couldn't help sighing repeatedly.

"That's right! That's right! The special color of the blade, the black scorching sun blade engraved with five different natural features, and this line of lettering... all indicate that this blade was once used by our predecessors of the Ghost Slayer Team, the 'Prison Pillar'. I didn’t expect to have the honor to meet my old friend in addition to the smooth negotiations today, so I said it was the right time to come to Yokohama, and it’s really a good thing!”

After appreciating the sword, Junya Ubuyashiki returned the Hirinkō to Taketori Che with both hands in a very respectful manner.

This move is not simply to respect the guests, but more to respect the contributions and sacrifices made by the original owner of the Sun Wheel Knife for the world.

"It's a pity..." The middle-aged businessman didn't hide his envy at this moment, "My ancestors Yaozai and Huilizai didn't leave me any ancestral sun wheel knife..."

Heck, who would have thought.

Yuya Ubuyashiki would never have guessed that after a hundred years, his descendants would be disappointed because their ancestors did not leave a family heirloom sword.

Hey.

Taketori Che held a series of discounts such as the copy of the group photo of the Demon Slayer Team and the "Lifetime Honorary VIP of Wisteria Group" card given by this company, and followed the team out of the office building contentedly.