Those years when I was a purchasing agent in Yokohama

About half a year ago, a massive incident of fighting took place in the underground world of Yokohama. The scale of this incident, the number of forces involved, and the length of time it lasted were all unprecedented in the history of the development of the Yokohama underground world. Never before.

This struggle, which lasted 88 days and caused countless casualties, was called the Dragon Head War by the surviving underground forces.

The fuse of the Dragon Head War was the death of a rich man with supernatural powers.It is said that this supernatural person left an inheritance of up to 5000 billion after his death.

The underground forces in Yokohama triggered this war just to compete for the 5000 billion inheritance he left behind.

But in the end, the various forces suffered heavy losses, and the legendary 5000 billion inheritance disappeared. This war that lasted 88 days was like a joke, and in the end, it all ended in nothing.

The supernatural power user who became the fuse of the war, his supernatural power can purify the chemical ions in ordinary stones and turn them into various gemstones.

With this special ability, he accumulated countless wealth and became a well-known gem tycoon in Yokohama and even in the whole of Japan.

That's all the outsiders know about the dead gem tycoon. What they don't know is that this wealthy businessman worth hundreds of billions is actually one of the cadres of a mysterious organization, code-named "Cognac" .

After Cognac's death, this mysterious organization sent another member to lurk in Yokohama to investigate the cause and effect of Cognac's death and find 5000 billion assets that were missing in that war.

The member responsible for investigating this incident is code-named in the organization: Brandy (brandy)

……

In a dark bar in Shinjuku, Tokyo, two tall men in black are sitting in an inconspicuous corner. They didn't order drinks, but just sat there quietly, as if they were waiting for someone .

The silver-haired young man in a black windbreaker had a cigarette dangling from his mouth. He was wearing a black wide-brimmed top hat. The overly long bangs and the wide brim of the hat almost covered half of his face, only the stern part of his chin was exposed. radian.

Some regular customers in the bar have been paying attention to this man with a unique temperament for a long time, but because of his indifferent temperament, they have never dared to strike up a conversation.

However, driven by alcohol, some customers who obeyed their physical desires still acted. They held wine glasses and walked over there while shaking their bodies paralyzed by alcohol.However, before they got close to chatting, they were persuaded by this man's eyes.

Cold and fierce, without emotion, it doesn't even look like the eyes of a living person.

"What does Brandy think, why did he choose such a ghostly place to meet?"

Wearing a black suit, the burly man who didn't take off his hat and sunglasses even in the bar rubbed the goosebumps on his arms. He looked at the group of men with scantily clad clothes and heavy makeup around him, with an obvious look of disgust on his face .

Yes, man.

This bar, from the bartenders to the waiters to the customers, is all real men.

Because this is a gay bar.

……

"Of course it's because I've always wanted to come here and see it."

A clear and gentle voice came from behind, Vodka turned his head, and a black-haired young man in a purple sweater was standing behind him, smiling and waving at him.

"Hey, Lao Fu, long time no see."

The outstanding appearance of the young man immediately attracted the attention of many little ones present, who coveted his beautiful face and fair skin.

The little 0s set their sights on the young man's tall figure and two long straight and slender legs.

To put it simply, 1 thinks he is 0, and 0 thinks he is 1, but no matter what attribute he is, these thirsty customers think they can.

Before Vodka could say anything, the young man walked around him and sat down beside the gin opposite him, staring at the indifferent silver-haired man beside him without blinking his eyes.

"I haven't seen you for a while, Lao Qin, are you handsome again? What a sinful man, let me experience it with my own hands."

Chu Shu stretched out his hand with a smile, and just about to take advantage of the man's face, he was slapped away mercilessly by the man beside him.

"Do you want to die, Brandy?"

Gin snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, and stared coldly at the young flower planter beside him with a playful smile.

"I don't want to, I'm only twenty this year, it's a great youth, I haven't lived enough yet."

Chu Shu silently withdrew his restless little hand, and consciously opened the distance between him and the silver-haired young man. Then he took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to the mouth of the person beside him, with a flattering smile on his face. "Come on, you take a Huazi first to calm down. The reason why I am so impulsive is not all because of Laoqin, you are too beautiful, and I will..."

Before Chu Shu could finish his sentence, the silver-haired young man put his hand against his forehead.

"what!"

Other customers who had been watching the movement started screaming the moment they saw the silver-haired man in a black windbreaker pull out a pistol, and some even took out their mobile phones to call 110

"Brother Gin..."

Vodka looked nervously at Gin, who had put the wooden warehouse on Chu Shu's forehead, "It's not good to cause a commotion here..."

After all, it is only a few tram stops away from the headquarters of the Metropolitan Police Department.If there is a commotion here, those notes will be brought in...

"whispering sound."

Qin Jiu was naturally aware of the consequences of this incident. He glanced coldly at the black-haired young man beside him, put the handcuff back into the inside pocket of the windbreaker, and then stood up to leave before the police arrived.

"Wait, don't leave in a hurry, come here to be gay after all, at least let me have a drink before leaving."

Before Qin Jiu left, Chu Shu suddenly reached out and grabbed the hem of his windbreaker, then he stood up and smiled apologetically at the panicked customers in the bar.

"I'm really sorry to cause trouble to everyone, my dear was just kidding me just now."

After finishing speaking, Chu Shu suddenly took out a black pistol from his pocket, and amidst the exclamation of everyone, shot the silver-haired man in the heart. What came out was not a bullet full of gunpowder, but a delicate red rose.

The customers present looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what expression to make for a moment.

"It's a new taste that the two of us have recently developed—"

Chu Shu smiled and took off the red rose on the muzzle of the gun, and stuffed it into the hands of the silver-haired man with a frosty face beside him, "My dear, do you think it's a duck?"

What responded to him was the man's colder eyes.

……

The commotion in the bar died down just like that.However, the little 1 and the little 0 who had cast their gazes here frequently just now finally put away their little thoughts at this moment.

Now that they know that these two are a couple, they will naturally stop looking for trouble and thinking about how to strike up a conversation.

The line of sight that was directed to this side suddenly decreased a lot. Chu Shu picked up the menu on the table and began to look through it. After reading for a while, he turned his head and looked at the silver-haired man next to him who lit a cigarette again, and silently folded his hands together. menu.

"Why don't you have a Singapore sling."

Chu Shuzhi raised his chin, and cast an affectionate and ambiguous look at the man beside him.

"Old Qin, invite me."

The man didn't even look at him, and sneered, "Why?"

Chu Shu blinked, and then raised his bangs on his forehead to the silver-haired man beside him. There was an obvious red mark on his smooth and fair forehead, which was caused by the muzzle of Qin Jiu just now.

"But you just hurt someone—"

The sweet and greasy tone that seemed to be coquettish and complained directly made the vodka who was drinking water on the opposite side spray out.