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

After bidding farewell to his motherly smiling young lady and his philosophical and strong friend, Taketori Che reluctantly took on the task of "escorting the weak senior home".

"Shall we take a taxi back?" she suggested.

"Hmm... the taxi fare in Yokohama is quite high." Hazo Tsushima looked at her confidently, "Or do you want to treat Harada?"

"It's impossible to treat guests, and it's impossible to treat guests in this life." Taketori Che sighed, and stopped looking at the man's smiling face, "Let's go, if you have the ability, you can walk all the way to Tokyo with me. "

Tsushima Hazo's smile quickly subsided: "...I don't have that ability."

In fact, both of them knew that this walk home was definitely not that they were really full and had nothing to do, but that they had something to talk to alone.

However, when the two walked in silence for about 5 minutes, Hazo Tsushima suddenly saw a hemp rope hanging from a big tree beside the road...there were still a few balloon wreckage scattered on the ground, and I don't know what it was during the day Items left out by people engaged in activities here.

"Ah! It's hemp rope, look quickly!" He excitedly tugged at the girl's sleeves and pointed to her.

"Nonsense, I'm not blind, of course I can see." Taketori Che was very vigilant, his left hand hidden in his coat was holding the handle of the gun inside, "You want to attack me with that thing?"

The black-haired young man opened his iris-colored eyes, looking extremely innocent: "Eh? Why would Harada think like this, it's not good to fight and kill... and hemp rope is more important than killing people." What’s more—you can commit suicide!”

Taketori Che:?

Tsushima Hazo, who wanted to commit suicide, threw her down happily, and threw herself under the big tree, then reached out and jumped on tiptoe, trying to grab the hemp rope.However, the trunk is too high, even with his height of 1.8 meters, he can't even touch it...

"Come on, Harada, help me climb up the tree and get things down."

"Do you think I'm your monkey?" Taketori Che was a little impatient, "How about I just shoot you if you want to die?"

"That can't be done." Tsushima Hazo stopped the lively behavior of bouncing around, turned to look at her, the smile on his face looked a little weird and gloomy under the shade of the trees in the dark night.

"If you kill me, the entire port mafia will come after you... because my dad is the only heir!"

Taketori Che didn't believe this threat at all, and just snorted coldly: "The port mafia doesn't use blood as the succession system, does it? If the leader doesn't set an example and uses public tools for private use at will, I'm afraid the team will not be easy to lead."

However, the black-haired man just kept smiling: "Then shall we take a bet? Just bet...you kill me now, and see if the port mafia will avenge me. How about it?"

"……Neuropathy."

Taketori Che rolled his eyes in the end and hesitated.

Because what she wanted to kill from the beginning to the end was the mysterious Hong Kong black leader, not some messy sand sculpture illegitimate child.

It would be bad if the $5000 million bounty award is forced to miss out because of a small loss.

The neurotic Mr. Tsushima smiled and shook his head, as if he had seen through her stern nature: "Since you dare not gamble, come and help me get the rope off."

Taketori Che, who was still cold on the outside but cowardly on the inside, was speechless.

She walked over quickly, took out a pistol with a silencer installed in her pocket, and pulled the trigger at the tree trunk without looking at it—"Crack!"

The rope fell down.

However, it had been split in two by the bullet, and the trunk itself was broken at the same time.

"Alas!"

Tsushima Yezou retreated quickly, avoiding the thing that fell on his head and face, and then looked disappointedly at the broken hemp rope and tree trunk, and at Taketori who was reloading: "You don't want me to commit suicide To put it bluntly, why bother with such a beautiful rope and a tree trunk suitable for suicide..."

"I'm sorry, I don't quite understand the preferences of suicide lovers. But now I hope that Tsushima-senpai will die immediately." Taketori Che said in a sweet tone, and then stuffed the gun into his coat, but he didn't know where to hide it. where it goes.

So the next conversation on the road became like this.

"So rough."

"Ah."

"Harada is so rough!"

"It's so noisy, senior, let's change the subject."

"No! Don't look at me as weak and pitiful, but before you realize the big mistake you made, I won't give in to you again!"

"Don't say it as if I molested you!"

Taketori Che was so quarreled that his mind was about to explode, and he couldn't help but yelled out this destructive sentence.

Fortunately, there were no other pedestrians around, otherwise everyone would have praised this plain-looking passer-by girl for having such courage to do such a law-breaking thing to a handsome guy.

However, Tsushima Yezang immediately showed a happy smile, as if the person who was going to be ruined was not himself: "Hey, is it okay?"

"……Can't."

Taketori Che finally conceded, "Big brother, big brother, I was wrong! Tsushima-senpai, you are my big brother! If there is anything you want to say to me alone, you can say it quickly! I have something to go back to work on tonight !"

"Hehe, Harada is planning to go back to catch up on the new series "My Sister Can't Be a Boy", right?" Tsushima scratched his chin, showing a look of reminiscence, "The ending of the last episode is about the male protagonist Yang Renjun Accidentally strayed into the bathroom where my younger sister was taking a shower, and the neighbor sister who happened to come to give him homework lessons witnessed all of this... I don’t know if the latest episode will be a hatchet plot.”

"..."

Taketori Che looked at him in shock, you handsome sand sculpture...is also a two-thorn ape? !

What's even worse is that the other party actually knows everything about what he likes to watch!Did he let the hacker's subordinates peek at my favorites?

So, this man really intends to cheat on me!

But Tsushima Hazo's next sentence made people want to beat him up.

"But to be honest, I never imagined that a girl like you, Harada, would like such a vulgar harem fan. Be careful that you end up like a brother Cheng~"

"Brother Cheng, you are tall! No matter how bad I am, it will be the end of the white album!" Taketori Che roared unbearably, like an angry dragon breathing fire, "Can't girls like to watch harem shows? Fuck me I also like watching Li Fan and Chun Ai Fan! Why, are you going to report me to the Yokohama Women's Virtue Association?"

Hazo Tsushima showed a slightly frightened expression, stroked his chest, and quickly said with a smile: "Hey, I didn't mean that, I just wanted to say——If you lack resources in the future, you can Ask the handsome and caring brother Ye Zang to borrow one."

Taketori Che: "...Oh, thank you."

Taketori Che was so weak, he felt that all the energy for complaining in his body had been emptied by the man in front of him.

She was extremely exhausted, and for a moment she wanted to turn on the on-hook mode to get away from these sand sculpture troubles in the world: "Senior Tsushima, do you want me to take a walk with you just to talk about adult topics like 'borrowing a phone'?"

"Ahem, of course not, I'm a decent person. It's all your fault, Harada, for leading me~" Hazo Tsushima shamelessly gave himself a thumbs up, and before Taketori got angry, he immediately looked serious He continued, "To be honest...I want to recruit you."

Taketori Che: ...

Taketori Che:? ? ?

Taketori Che: "Huh? Are you out of your mind? And why me?"

"Intuition." The handsome black-haired guy innocently gestured for the letter L with his fingers, like some kind of detective, until he saw the girl's expression start to change again, and then quickly explained, "Well, in fact, I witnessed it that night. After watching you kill and bury the whole process, I thought at that time—ah, this child is a plastic talent!"

After confirming this key information, Taketori suddenly smiled, looking very kind.

Hey, this thing is amazing!

You said that no matter how short the port mafia is, no matter how many members there are, they are full of talents.

Brother, you are the illegitimate son of the leader of the Hong Kong gangsters, and you claim to be the successor of the next generation of the organization-can't you find one or two confidantes who know the bottom line?

Why bother to embarrass me, a temporary worker who doesn't have much combat effectiveness and can only do logistics maintenance?

Besides, I'm going to chop off your father's head... huh?etc?

If I agreed to this guy's solicitation and pretended to be loyal, wouldn't I have an excuse to approach the chief's office justifiably?

Wouldn't it be nice to find another chance to kill people and run away later?

good!That's the way it is!

In other words, although he had an idea in his mind, Taketori Che decided to ask the whole story.

"Senior, aren't you the leader's son? It's not difficult to find one or two confidants to cultivate slowly."

"Well, of course there are a few tool people like confidantes and backbones, but you know..." Tsushima Yezang blinked at her, and there was a dark meaning in the kite-colored eyes, like As deep and dark as the sea before the storm—"That was my father's organization, not 'my organization'."

Taketori Che was stunned for a moment, and showed the malicious smile unique to rebellious officials and thieves: "Oh! Senior, you want to kill your father and usurp the throne, don't you! Very good! My gangsters have the virtue of not being recognized by their relatives! I Support you!"

"Cough cough..."

The black-haired man coughed twice as if he was choking, and then he showed her the same [little comrade, do you understand] the expression of praise: "So I need some...'fresh blood' to replace me Do something that can't be known by other people in the organization."

Taketori Che nodded: "That makes sense, and then?"

Tsushima Yezang, with his hands on his hips, was upright, pointing Jiang Shan and lashing out at Fang Qiu during the conversation: "Then I will be in power! You cut off my father, and then I will issue a hunting warrant to arrest you. When the time comes, you will take the old man's body Remember to share half of the bounty you get from the black market..."

"Wait a minute! I'm the one who's losing money!" Taketori Che couldn't help complaining, "And I'll be hunted down by your men in the end?"

"Hey, it's all acting, it's acting. Chasing and killing is definitely not real, at most it's just a show." Tsushima smiled mysteriously, "I got this seat, you got the bounty, turn around and hear the news After the past, the two of us will share the money, and we will talk about whether we get together or part ways... Wouldn't everyone be happy?!"

Come on, big brother, you are really a dutiful son.

I, Taketori Che, am grateful for your filial piety and sincerity - I have accepted the order!