I make a lot of money from vests

Chan Yuan Shi Er lazily got up, like a hyena withdrew its fangs, and only exposed its scars to frighten the enemy.

The light and shadow in the bar were chaotic, and the woman opposite Shier in the Zen Court poured a glass of wine, and her red lips printed bright lip marks on the wine glass.

Fingers with black nails pushed the wine glass towards Shier, she raised her chin, and the long legs under the table rubbed Shier's tight and powerful legs vaguely.

"Handsome, have a drink?"

Zenyuan Shi Er looked at her casually. The bracelet was estimated at 20 yuan, the necklace was 40 yuan, and the clothes were new luxury goods that were only released in early summer, with a conservative estimate of 70 yuan.

A rich man is a rich woman, and the Buddhist temple is even confirmed.

He continued to observe, and did not see traces of wearing rings on the hands of women, single rich men.

He took the wine glass and raised his eyebrows slightly. His unruly appearance combined with his indulgent posture made him very eye-catching in the small bar.

The red wine in the glass rippled, Shi Er held the glass between his fingers, the nails on his slender hands were neatly manicured, the joints were clearly defined, and there were small scars on the joints and the back of the hands that had not scabbed for a long time.

The woman's fingertips scratched the back of his hand. The scar did not affect him, but made him more sexy and moved her heart.

Shi Er raised his glass, turned the wine glass in his hand, and faced himself with the red lips.

The corners of the mouth with scars were slightly raised, and the wine glass was slowly brought to his mouth by him, and the pink lips touched the lip marks on the wine glass.

He gulped down the red wine, and the staggered and ambiguous lights fell on top of his head.

The wine glass was empty, his lips were stained with a woman's lipstick, the red wine soaked his lips, the tip of his tongue stretched out, rolled inward, and he swallowed all the remaining wine stains on his lips.

"Another drink?" he invited, shaking his empty glass.

It was not the first time for Zenyuan Hui who entered the bar to come to this kind of place. He was familiar with looking for Zenyuan Shier who threw him out of the car because he thought he was in the way.

This morning, they were just kicked out of their home by an aunt.

This is not the first time someone has been kicked out. Shi Erdang of the Chanyuan took him to different women's homes. It is normal for women to dislike her little boy for wearing a "oil bottle".

After all, no one likes to be taken advantage of.

It doesn't count to take advantage, they pay money, and Fu Heisher pays his body, and he is kicked out of the house after being tired of playing, which is fair.

"found it."

Zen Yuanhui rolled up his sleeves, and Yuan Yi, who was walking hard behind him, noticed the uneasy writhing shadow under his feet.

He asked softly, "Morning Martin, can I see this without the vest covering Gintoki Sakata?"

[Vest Sakata Gintoki does not have magic power, it is you who have the characteristics of a conjurer, which is applied to the vest. ]

[Vest Sakata Gintoki has a strong inspiration, originally he could only see creatures like ghosts. ]

Yuan Yi had lingering fears: "It means that if I change to another vest, I can see ghosts?"

Martin didn't answer directly in the morning, but started urging him again.

[Please collect the task and vest as soon as possible. ]

Yuan Yi waved his hand and said, "We'll wait until the lost boy finds the 'mummy' who doesn't come home at night."

It is very rare for a little boy to appear in a bar, but it is very rare for a child like Chanyuan Hui to appear in a bar or not.

There is no childishness in the four or five-year-old boy, but a calm face, more grown-up than adults.

Such a child is the one who likes to be made to cry by others.

"Hey, kid, a bar is not a place you can come to." The good man deliberately stopped him, and teased, "Kid, are you here to find your little girlfriend?"

There was a lot of laughter, and Chanyuanhui didn't panic.

Instead, he looked up at the man and said calmly, "Sir, can I buy the wine in your hand?"

It was very lively outside the booth, Zenyuan Shier had noticed it a long time ago, but he didn't care, he was busy talking with the rich woman opposite.

"The Chanyuan is very Er."

Chanyuan Hui's voice was cold, not angry, more of a nonchalant one.

Shi Er turned his eyes away from the rich woman, and landed on Xiao Douding who was holding the wine.

Shi Er let out a "tsk", feeling very interesting, he propped himself up and said with a smile: "The Chanyuan..."

He hadn't looked at his son for a long time, and he hadn't called his name. At this moment, his mind was blank, and he couldn't even think of his son's name.

benefit.

It suddenly occurred to him that he was the one who named it.

For the child, he did not have any expectations before the birth.But when the child was born and held in his arms, the empty heart felt inexplicably more satisfied.

It's a pity that there is not much time for satisfaction, and most of the life for dissatisfaction has passed.

The ice-cold wine poured over his face, he was momentarily stunned, but he quickly came to his senses.

His son poured wine on his father's face.

The transparent wine wet the loose hair on his forehead, sticking strands together.

Beads of wine dripped from the tips of her hair.

"pat".

Splash the floor an irregular dark color.

The woman across from Shi Er left consciously. He is a man who can be seen at a glance in the bar, but it is different if he has a son.

It is not difficult to recognize this child as his son. Except for the different hairstyles, the two are almost carved out of the same mold.

Yuan Yi instantly recognized who the man Zen Yuanhui was looking for was.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.

Zenyuan Shier shook his head, and saw the outfit that was incompatible with the bar.

Baggy T-shirts, baggy shorts, and flip-flops.

The silky hair flutters and disappears around the corner.

After leaving the bar, Yuan Yi suddenly thought of the reward order of Sakata Gintoki hanging on the dark web.

It's a pity that the vest is just an image cover, and it is impossible for him to put on the image of Sakata Gintoki and cut off his head in exchange for a reward.

"Morning Martin" prompted him.

[Please note that this is the initial timeline, and the reward for Sakata Gintoki has not yet been released. ]

"Initial timeline?" Yuan Yi took out his phone and looked at the time, "Every time I complete a task, it will return to the initial time when I was brought here by the broken pop-up advertisement?"

[Please do not attack personally, "Martin Morning" is an intelligent system to help you get rich. ]

Yuan Yi chuckled, and mocked: "Get wealth? Get wealth like the most precious treasure of the High School of Conjuration—the friendship between Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu?"

[Money is never as important as feelings. ]

Yuan Yi echoed: "Well, money is not as important as feelings. Can the things in the mall be used for free for the sake of feelings?"

"My affection for you is enough to buy out the mall." He squeezed out the words viciously through his teeth.

"Morning Martin" ignored it and continued to urge Yuan Yi.

[Please draw new missions and vests. ]

Yuan Yi took a few steps back, ran forward quickly, stepped on the wall, jumped up and sat on the wall.

As the night fell, the crescent moon hung high, and scattered stars adorned the night sky.

"If I don't draw it."

[There are three more in your rental house...]

Yuan Yi interrupted: "You think I'm the one who can be threatened by the remaining three months' rent and the unfinished ramen in the room?"

[You still have unopened jump in your rental house. ]

Yuan Yi stretched out his finger, pointed at the void, and said angrily, "You have successfully threatened me."

[You live alone at home without family and friends. You are an otaku. The current task does not affect you and can help you make money. Why resist. ]

Yuan Yi said angrily: "You have already said that I am an otaku, is it normal that an otaku does not stay at home?"

[......]

"Martin Morning" found that it is difficult for both people and systems to understand Yuanyi.

[Please draw new missions and vests as soon as possible. ]

Yuan Yi raised his hand, ready to click "Extract" on the pop-up window in front of him, but when he was about to touch it, he retracted his hand.

"Let me first take a look at the big gift package that was rewarded for completing the gift before."

In the panel warehouse, there is an unclear sign of a gift package. Yuan Yi clicks to open it, and a large paragraph suddenly pops up on the panel.

[Yes/No Spend 1000 to open a special gift package? ]

Yuan Yi: "..."

[Current account balance: 1.2 million. ]

In case he doesn't open, "Morning Martin" also shows his balance.

Looking at the figures, Yuan Yi had an unreal feeling that he had earned a sum of money that he couldn't even imagine during the days of the High School of Magic.

"I have doubts. All the money in my bank account has been transferred to the system account. Will it not be discovered by the magician?"

["Martin Morning" is a high-tech system, you don't need to worry about this, in order to protect your safety, "Martin Morning" will do its best to keep your real identity from being discovered by anyone. ]

[The premise is that you don't cancel the vest coverage like before, and you will almost be spotted by the six eyes. ]

Yuan Yi looked at the gift package, and he didn't want to spend 1000 to open it.

Who knows what kind of mess is in this gift bag, according to his own luck value, Yuan Yi dare not gamble at all.

["Martin Morning" can guarantee that spending 1000 can get you wealth beyond your imagination. ]

Yuan Yi didn't quite believe it, but he still spent a thousand to open the special gift package.

[You have consumed 1000 to open a special gift package and get a special reward: A’s legacy. ]

"A's legacy? What is this?"

[A is one of the five cadres of Port Mafia, and has untold wealth.Not long ago, A was murdered and left countless inheritances. He had no relatives, and died suddenly without a will. ]

[If you choose not to open the special gift package, A's property will be divided by Port Mafia. ]

"Martin Morning" showed the wealth of the next A, and Yuan Yi's eyes were straightened.

Spend one thousand, get countless one thousand, this kind of good thing is his turn?

[Because you opened the special gift package and obtained the property of A, the task will be automatically bound to the task related to the port Mafia. ]

Yuan Yi was counting the money, and said indifferently, "Any task, now that I'm so rich, can I be considered a rich man?"

[No, A's wealth can only be used by the next vest, and cannot be included in your real total assets. ]

Yuan Yi changed his face in an instant, and said angrily: "Then what is the use of this inheritance?"

[It can make your next vest a rich man. ]

Yuan Yi: "..."

[Please collect the task and vest as soon as possible. ]

Yuan Yi snorted dissatisfiedly, and clicked to extract.

[The task has been extracted, the binding task location: port Mafia. ]

[Quest roles have been extracted: Ghost Slayer Team "Water Column", Tomioka Yoshiyuki. ]

[The task has officially started, and the character image has been overwritten. ]

……

Port Mafia Building, Chief's Office.

The blond girl was lying on the dark red carpet and was drawing. The bright red crayon drew irregular marks on the paper.

The sound of flipping through paper and the sound of crayons rubbing made the atmosphere in the room very dignified.

"The investigation revealed that this boy named Giyu Tomioka is the sole heir of A?"

Nakahara Nakaya nodded: "Boss, the investigation has been clear, and now A's property has been transferred to Tomioka Yoshiyuki under the intervention of the police."

His fingers tapped on the tabletop, neither too fast nor too slow.

Mori Ogai said: "A's cadre position was bought with money..."

He stood up, the chair was pushed away, and the shadow behind him was like a giant beast devouring people.

"You can't let Yoshiyuki Tomioka leave Mafia with A's property, and let him inherit the vacant cadre position from A."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't question it, neither of them considered whether the person concerned would refuse the position of cadre.

Giyuu Tomioka, who was "invited" by the port Mafia, was very calm in the face of Mafia's leader.

His expression was so cold that Mori Ogai couldn't get any information from his expression.

Mori Ogai said kindly: "I take the liberty to invite Tomioka-kun here to discuss with you that A's cadre position should be inherited by you."

Tomioka Yoshiyuki's dark blue eyes were large, with the corners of the eyes raised, and the evil charm brought by the eyes was completely suppressed by the expression of neither sadness nor joy.

He asked: "Is Mafia's cadres inherited?"

Mori Ogai was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Tomioka-kun, you are very interesting."

Yuan Yi, who checked A's estate, found a strange expenditure, which was a huge sum of money called to Mafia every month.

He looked at Mori Ogai and said seriously: "When sorting out my uncle's inheritance, I found that he would remit a large amount of money to Mafia's account every month. Should I also remit money to you as a cadre?"

Mori Ou narrowed his eyes, wondering if Tomioka Yoshiyuki was really naive, or if he was choking him on purpose.

[Please agree to become the cadre of Port Mafia as soon as possible. ]

Yuan Yi was expressionless, and said inwardly: "Am I stupid? To be a Mafia cadre not only does not have the normal pension, but also has to risk his life, and now he needs to give them money. I refuse to be a Mafia cadre."

[After testing, you do not agree to become a Mafia cadre not only cannot start the mission, but also cannot leave this office. ]

Yuan Yi: "..."

This is a strong buy and sell.

Before Mori Ogai could speak, Genichi asked, "Is Mafia in charge of board and lodging?"

Mori Ogai replied, "It doesn't matter."

"Then I'm a cadre, can you send me to where I live now?"

He promised too quickly, which made Mori Ogai think that he had some other purpose.

It doesn't matter anyway, Mafia is only interested in his money.

"Akutagawa."

Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was guarding the door, obeyed the call and entered.

"You send the Tomioka cadres to the cadre dormitory that was vacated before A."

Akutagawa nodded and led Genichi out of the Mafia building.

Yuan Yi sat alone in the co-pilot, with a paralyzed face on the surface, showing no signs of happiness or anger, but in fact, a dragon roared in his heart.

"Is this Tomioka Yoshiyuki facial paralyzed!! Why can't I make any expressions?"

[Please read Tomioka Yoshiyuki's life and character traits carefully. ]

"I read it, it's not a facial paralysis, it's not a facial paralysis, is it because you messed up?"

[In order for you to play this role well, "Morning Martin" forcibly activates expression control. ]

Yuan Yi: "..."

He took a breath, now he doesn't know what Giyuu Tomioka looks like.

Yuan Yi raised his eyes to look at the endoscope, his pupils constricted, and he was dumbfounded.

Isn't this the rich father who is stupid and rich? !

The clown...ah no, the benefactor is actually himself.