After teasing the dog, he got fucked

Become a conjurer.

The content of this transaction sounds very attractive at first glance, but high returns also mean high risks.

Although three times the profit is enough for Kokoto to take any risk, even if the price is equal to his life.

But being able to turn an ordinary person into a magician still requires careful consideration.

"Before reaching a further deal, I have a question, I wonder if Mr. Xia You can answer it."

Kokoto checked her lipstick in the mirror and smiled slightly at the same time.

"Are you extending the invitation to me as the 'Kamiko Komiko', or to me representing the 'Port Mafia'?"

Xia Youjie looked at Kokodo in the mirror, and evaded calmly, "I just invited you. No matter who you are, it's you, isn't it?"

There doesn't seem to be any loopholes in this statement, and it can even be called a flattery.

But this is the biggest loophole.

The other party did not answer directly, that is to say, he was aware of the omissions exposed in the discourse, and tried to whitewash the omissions.

The curled eyelashes trembled, and Kokoto hid the deep thought in his eyes.

The smile on her lips deepened, but the temperature didn't increase at all.

"It's all me, that's right." She said disapprovingly, "But today I'm the Mikotoko of the Port Mafia. If it's not good for the Port Mafia, I don't even need to listen."

"But if you can become a magician, it must be helpful to the organization, right?"

"That depends on whether the risks and benefits are equal."

Kokoto turned to look at him, smiling.

"It may cost me more to change this than you think."

In Xia Youjie's eyes, she is probably no different from that little girl 12 years ago.

In his words, "monkey" is "monkey".

If there is any difference from before, at most it is the "monkey" who hates Gojo Satoru, right?

But... people who would take the initiative to propose this kind of transaction without knowing how to think in other places, without taking the factor of "organization" into consideration.

It can't be Xia Youjie.

At least when the real Xia Youjie was the leader of the Panxing Sect, he could be regarded as a qualified leader.

The only thing he did that was not conducive to the organization was the "Hundred Ghosts Night Walk" a year ago.

Such a person would not propose such an irresponsible transaction to a representative of another organization.

The real Xia Youjie will not abandon the "family" of the Panxing Sect, and can understand Mikoto's feelings for the port mafia through empathy.

Therefore, Xia Youjie, who proposed a deal with the person "Miko Huming" without any consideration of what was behind it - is a counterfeit.

However, even if it is a counterfeit product, there is no room for Kokodo's negligence.

After all, the opponent has enough power to kill her.

"From an ordinary person to a conjurer, it does sound very tempting, but the risk of the transformation process must be great, right?"

"I guess... maybe there is a risk of death?"

"I'm not sure whether my technique is useful enough for the organization, so this temptation is not enough for me to risk death to work hard."

Kokoto took out another menthol cigarette and lightly held it in his mouth.

"For the port mafia, the value of my life is much more important than my having force."

She tilted her head and smiled confidently.

"Strength is just icing on the cake, and my own value is the root of my being recognized by Mr. Mori."

As the CFO of the port mafia, she has been working in the capital market with the funds of the port mafia since she was 16 years old.

Although she has always agreed with Mr. Mori's leadership views, the financial industry has always been quite different in principle from the traditional mafia industry.

From Mr. Mori's point of view, the port mafia is an institution that turns violence into money.

So from the perspective of Mikoto, she is familiar with only three key words in the magic weapon for making money with money.

"Initiative", "wisdom" and... "deceit".

In front of this "Xia Youjie", the "first hand" will only be suppressed by stronger force.

And the "wisdom" she possesses is limited to the cognitive differences between the two sides.

Then, if you want to get "victory", "cheating" with the image of "a younger sister who is keen to embarrass her brother and is proud of her inferiority" is the best solution at this time.

"Mr. Xia You has been in the magic world for too long."

"Probably don't understand..."

"How much am I worth?"

A successful "fraud" must be half-truths and half-false.

So before creating that kind of image, Kokodo still had to give a convincing reason for his refusal.

"It is impossible for me to tell outsiders about the asset assessment of the port mafia, but in terms of my personal assets, last year's assessment was only 300 billion."

Kokoto bit the popping beads in the cigarette holder, took a breath of peppermint essential oil, smiled and picked up the disconnected words.

"Dollars."

Hearing this, even "Xia Youjie" couldn't help being silent and unable to say a word.

As a trader of the port mafia, if she herself has assets worth 300 billion U.S. dollars, the organization behind her must be even bigger.

And this year, she is still operating capital, making a bureau to collect all the funds of the Wutiao family and the Chanyuan family.

Are those two combined worth $300 billion?

Will it be more, or less?

Everyone in the world is driven by profit.

On this basis, it is quite logical for Mikoto to disagree.

But what about Wujokong?

The sword raised against the Gojo family hadn't landed on the pillar yet.

Can you be content with this?

Thinking of this, "Xia Youjie" immediately opened his mouth and said, "If you don't care about the port mafia, Miss Shan Shenzihu herself, does she have any idea of ​​becoming a conjurer?"

"In front of Gojo Satoru, who is like 'I am the only one in the world', if you don't have enough strength, you will be very painful, right?"

"Xia Youjie" also said half-truths.

"I've felt that pain too, and I've been haunted by it."

"I used to choose to stay away from you."

"It might work, but you have to face him now."

"Because of the scars similar to yours, when I found out that I could let others get the spell, I immediately thought of you."

Maybe Xia Youjie had really suffered so much before.

But no matter what, it wasn't something the guy in front of him brought up to induce people to talk about.

Because he is not Xia Youjie after all, he is not qualified to say these words.

Kokodo turned around and faced "Xia Youjie".

She stepped forward resolutely, as if she was moved, but also ignited with raging anger - it was a kind of anger fueled by the pain in memory.

"What do you know as a conjurer?!" Kokohu put his hands on his chest and said with a smile, "Spell formulas, spell power, are these some good things?"

"What's more, you said you thought of me right away... Doesn't that mean that I'm the test subject?"

She raised her chin arrogantly, and the back molars seemed to be clenched together: "I can't be your guinea pig. Forever."

"Just kidding."

"Xia Youjie" laughed when he saw Mikoto's wavering.

"How could it be possible to test you?"

While shaking his head, he also walked towards Kokodo, "How long has it been since you paid attention to the situation of Yuzu Yujin?"

Taking a half-step back with a hint of clues, Kakoto deliberately showed a little weakness, and deliberately covered it up.

She staggered her gaze, with a hint of sternness: "Although I like little boys, not everyone likes them. It's not my thing, so why pay attention to him?"

"That's a pity." The man in cassock shook his head and said.

He kept his hands in his mouth all the time, and wasn't going to make any extra moves.

"If you have paid attention to the recent Knotweed Yuren, you should know one thing."

"Just yesterday, Yoshino Junpei became a conjurer."

"Xia Youjie" squinted his eyes and smiled, "Youren should be looking forward to his entry into the high school of conjuration. So after you go back today, you may be asked about related things by him."

"At that time, you can verify the results of the transformation."

The man touched his chin suddenly, and asked, "Compared to the monkey from the Huajiuhui, is this more convenient?"

A monkey from Huajiuhui?

Kokoto looked into the eyes of "Xia Youjie", frowned and asked, "Is that person also...?"

"In order to ensure your safety, I have specially conducted several experiments." "Xia Youjie" implicitly expressed his agreement, "So far, it seems that the results are all successful."

He explained calmly, "Otherwise I wouldn't have come to you. You know, we are in such a similar situation, almost like a family."

Who wants to be "close to family" with this unknown guy?

Kokoto pursed his lips tightly to hide the twitching corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

Xia Youjie is qualified to say this to her because he has the basis of Wutiaowu, but he would not say "family" to a monkey like her.

And this counterfeit...

"I see." Kokoto smiled again.

She no longer retreated, but took a step slowly.

At a distance almost close to the body of "Xia Youjie", Mikoto raised his hand and grabbed the skirt of the cassock of the other party.

With a little effort, she pulled the man in front of her.

Leaning close to "Xia Youjie"'s ear, Kokobe whispered softly, "I will verify it. If that doesn't satisfy me, there is no possibility of negotiating this transaction."

"However, no matter what the result is, I'm a little curious about one thing..."

After a pause, she still maintained this posture and turned the conversation around.

"Tell me, if Gojo Satoru knew you were still alive, and even got involved with me, what would he look like?"

Kokoto laughed a few times, and continued: "For this reason, even if the deal fails, even if you don't meet my taste at all, it's not impossible to have a date for one night."

Sincerely speaking, she was indeed a little curious about this matter, but she was not so curious.

It's just to make a statement.

It shows that she doesn't like Gojo Satoru, and she can even do anything to respond to Gojo Satoru.

And "Xia Youjie"'s reaction was just as she expected.

He laughed dully, and even his entire chest trembled with the laughter.

"It's not necessary for you, Kokoto, to sacrifice so far." He also replied close to Kokohu's ear, "You will agree to this deal."

"Really?" Mikoto questioned.

She clenched the placket in her hand even tighter, "Mr. Xia You should know how valuable I am, right?"

"That's why it's impossible for me to agree with this."

After finishing speaking, she took a step back and stretched out her hand to smooth the skirt of "Xia Youjie"'s chest that she had scratched.

In the end, Mikoto tapped with his index finger the wrinkled and straightened place just now.

"I hope you can show more sincerity...I will wait for your good news in Yokohama."

Throwing the cigarette that could no longer smoke any more mint flavor into the trash can, Kokobe didn't even look at "Xia Youjie".

She walked straight out of the bathroom and looked sideways at the dog who was leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone.

"Okay, we can go now."

Kokoto opened his palm and waved it in front of Tomoki.

"I have to go back and estimate the assets of the Huajiuhui, and consider how big a bite should be to accurately press the bottom line."

As soon as the Hua Jiuhui has paid the money, the port mafia and other organizations can take the opportunity to eat up the badly injured Hua Jiuhui.

And this is called "the strong eat the weak".

If she was forced to fall into a disadvantage today, then the target of other organizations would no longer be the Huajiuhui, but the weak port mafia.

The truth of this, Gou Juanji has more or less figured it out.

But to him at this moment, nothing is more important than the one in front of him.

The boy grabbed the hand waving in front of his eyes, pulled it to the tip of his nose, and sniffed carefully.

The light mint flavor is the cigarette that Kokobe is used to smoking.

But what happened to this looming sandalwood?

Compared with the common aromatherapy, this sandalwood smells a bit bloody.

This is not a woman's incense or perfume.

Only for men.

What a man!

They actually made an appointment to meet in the women's bathroom! !

And Ms. Kokodo even went to the appointment! ! !

Gou Juanji suddenly raised his eyes, frowned and protested: "Mingtaizi (you actually asked me to guard the door when you saw other men)!"

Looking at the angrily dog ​​Chichi, Kokobe couldn't help but laugh.

She let the other party sniff that hand repeatedly, and raised the other hand to rest on her forehead.

She asked dumbfoundedly: "Even if you call it 'dog curly thorn', you can't become a real 'dog', can you?"

No real dog or fake dog, the dog curly spine doesn't care at all.

He took this hand and rubbed it on his face several times, until he was sure that there was no other person's breath on it, and then he ended this action that made Kokoto laugh so much that he supported the wall.

"Mustard greens (now good)!"

The dog curled thorns apart her five fingers as if unintentionally, inserted his own fingers between the fingers, and then clasped them tightly.

"Kelp (Let's go back together)~"

Kokoto pressed the corners of his eyes, and then pinched his cheeks sore from laughing.

She also clasped the dog's hand tightly, and led him towards the exit: "Okay, okay, I'll take you back to Curse High."

Kokoto walked out of the banquet hall with the dog Kazuki, then went to the atrium, and walked towards the back door shown on the map.

After Hua Jiuhui's mindless splashing of dirty water is done, there should be no one to stop the two of them on the way.

It's just that not far from the back door, a middle-aged man suddenly appeared, blocking their only way.

"Xiao Kong, it's time to go home." The middle-aged man persuaded with a Kyoto accent, "You have been away for so long, and your mother misses you so much that she is sick."

"You know, for the past 12 years, we have been waiting for you to come home."

His earnest expression made it sound as if they really missed the "Xiao Kong" they mentioned so much.

Kokoto's face was so cold that there was no expression on it.

However, only Gou Juanji knew that his hand was about to be pinched out of fingerprints by her.

He silently put his other hand on hers as well, ignoring the man opposite him.

The temperature from the back of his hand brought Kokoto back to his senses.

She managed to bend the corners of her mouth, forcing out a dry smile.

"Long time no see, father..." She suddenly felt that she had slipped her words, and quickly changed her words, "Master the former Patriarch."

Just one "former Patriarch" is enough to change Gojomi's face for a moment.

He quickly returned to normal, and then smiled again.

"You child, why are you being polite to your father?" There was a bit of intimacy in his words, "Look at you, you have suffered so much outside, why don't you hurry home and enjoy the happiness?"

Wutiao Mi glanced at the dog Juanji next to her again: "Is this your boyfriend? As long as you come home, Dad will go to Goujuan's house tomorrow to propose marriage, and let this child marry, with your surname Wutiao."

Seeing that the other party had planned everything in high spirits, Kokoto shook his head and laughed ironically.

"Do you really think that I go home to enjoy the blessings?" She snorted and sneered, "What jokes are you talking about now?"

"What kind of life did I live in Wutiao's house before, don't you know?"

To know is to know.

But how can you say it at this time?

Gojomi laughed twice dryly, seeing that Kokoto no longer spoke, he had no choice but to sing a one-man show.

"Grey hair in our Wutiao family has always been a symbol of strength."

He looked at the hair bag on Mikoto's head, and sighed regretfully.

"After you were born, the hair that grew out was exactly the same as Wu's, and even your eyes were very similar to him."

Gojoya put her hands behind her back, shook her head, and let out a long sigh.

"Everyone thinks that you can become the second [No Lower Limit], even if it is impossible to have [Six Eyes] at the same time like Wu, but just [No Lower Limit] is enough to make you a super-level or even a super-level conjurer gone."

"But you failed our expectations, Xiaokong."

"So you should..."

【"To shut up."】

It still needs to be sneaky to use spells on ordinary people, but Gojo Mi, who is also a conjurer, has a lot less scruples.

He didn't know the rules of the Gojo family, but the other party's words clearly alluded to Kokodo's badness and suppressed her value all the time.

How could such a thing happen to Miss Kokodo?

Ms. Kokodo's attitude towards the Gojo family is not clear to the dog.

So he was not worried that he would cause the other party's dislike because of this move.

But he never thought that there was another person waiting here at this moment.

Zenyuan Naoya, whom he had just met not long ago, reappeared in front of several people.

He looked Gojoya up and down, then turned to look at Mikoto.

"If you don't want to choose the Wutiao family, I'm afraid you can only leave with me."

Zenyuan Naozai glanced at Goujuji with disdain, and then persuaded Mikoto.

"I saved you the last face, don't force me to do it. If you really do it, do you think this kid can beat me?"

Seeing the appearance of Zenyuan Naoya, Gojo Ya didn't bother to continue talking about the past: "Xiao Sora is originally from our Gojo family, why did the Zenyuan family come to get involved?"

Just as Gojo Ya and Zenin Naoya were talking about each other, Kokoto showed a relaxed smile instead.

She quietly typed a string of codes into Gou Juan's heart as an action command, and at the same time stopped the conversation of the two people in front of her.

"Congratulations to both of you, you have successfully attracted the people from the Huajiuhui."

As Kokoto said so, he took out a gun and pressed it against his jawbone.

"As a mafia, I am familiar with the torture techniques of these organizations. In order to make myself happy, I will kill myself as soon as I am caught by the Huajiuhui."

As Kokoto said, more and more members of the Huajiuhui came from the atrium.

But Zenyuan Naoya and Gojoya didn't understand why she said such things at such a time, so they could only shut their mouths, and then looked at her blankly.

Kokoto, on the other hand, ignored the eyes of everyone present and explained calmly.

"Not only do I have the assets of both of you in my hands, but I will also receive part of the compensation from the Huajiuhui in the future."

"The Wutiao family wanted me to bring my assets back home, the Zenyuan family wanted me to bring my assets to marry, and the Huajiuhui hoped that I would not speak too loudly."

"Of course I know all these things."

"But Hua Jiuhui doesn't care about things, I think you may care, so I have to explain in advance."

"I made a will long before I got the vacation, and Qingyin will fulfill my order as soon as possible. She will transfer all the assets I held during my lifetime to the port mafia and individual personnel respectively."

She smiled calmly, even though there were many guns lined up behind her, she was not afraid at all.

"90.00% V belongs to the Port Mafia, and the remaining 5.00% goes to friends. That's the basic distribution."

After all, Kokoto glanced at the dog curly spines, and said teasingly.

"Oh, that's right. Don't even think about it, you kid. You don't even have one percent, and you only get one hundred million."

But the unit will be US dollars.

Immediately afterwards, she moved her shoulders and neck again, as if she was about to have a big fight. "That is to say... as long as I die, no matter whether it's Wutiao or the Buddhist monastery, I won't get any money."

"So do you understand?" Mikoto tapped his chin twice with the barrel of a gun and laughed heartily, "Are you going to eliminate hidden dangers for me and the port mafia, or let me be attacked from three sides?"

This is the "best solution" right now.

Probably not many people here will like it, but it's useful enough.

The author says:

Long time no see—I’m going to abolish OTL for working overtime

Let me declare here that the name Gojomi and the setting of "former Patriarch" are all private settings.

And the $300 billion I set with reference to the Forbes list and real events.During the subprime mortgage crisis in the beautiful country (2008), Paulson himself made 200 billion US dollars by short selling.So I set Mikoto to have assets of 300 billion U.S. dollars last year, and this year it will be more (after all, the money from the Zen Temple and the Gojo family is added)

Therefore, I set the assets of the port mafia to be more than 1500 billion US dollars.

(In fact, it was originally planned to set up a Miko account of 600 billion U.S. dollars, but 600 billion U.S. dollars is nearly 7 trillion yen...so I had to cut it in half)

In the end, Kokobe, who stirred up trouble among the three parties, was crazy and handsome, hehe