[Comprehensive] Daily life of local tyrants in love

There are few such dark buildings in Tokyo. The whole body is black and straight in shape. Looking down from a taller building, it looks like a black coffin, standing quietly in the lifeless steel forest.

It looks like a coffin from the outside. In order to match this unique temperament, the decoration design inside is also mostly close to minimalist black and white.

This was originally supposed to be an office building, and the whole building was divided into two. There are two elevators, one for the lower half and one for the upper half.

Walking up from the twentieth floor, it was quiet and lifeless.

The decoration layout of each floor is exactly the same, even the partitions are the same.

There was a loud noise from one of the floors, and a human voice from the largest room in the middle.

The man sitting on the swivel chair just finished answering a call, and as soon as he hung up the landline, the voice from a voice changer became magnetic and hoarse: "Kego Atobe hasn't come yet, I'm a little bored."

The fat man kneeling on the ground kept trembling: "... playing games?"

The man refused: "No."

He licked his dry lips, his red pupils seemed to be stained with blood, even if he stared in a certain direction, he could easily arouse goosebumps and shudders.

Fatty was almost scared to pee when he looked at him like this, and he completely lost the aura of intimidation on the phone just now.

"you……"

The man said, "You look too ugly."

After thinking for a long time, the fat man figured out that this was probably his explanation of "why not play games".

The feeling of being locked in finally faded away, the fat man was about to wrinkle the fabric on his knees, and he didn't dare to show his relief, for fear of attracting the other party's attention with his breath, he now wished to be a dead man who didn't breathe.

If this goes on like this, the other party might kill him, the fat man decided to take the initiative to make a way out, he swallowed, and smiled obsequiously: "This... my lord, I have been disgusted with that guy Keigo Atobe for a long time , when he comes over later, you don't have to go out, I will definitely beat him to the point of crying by myself..."

Hearing this, the man turned his head slowly, his eyelids drooped, covering half of the eyeballs, and half of the blood was covered, making him look less vicious.

He seemed a little interested in these words.

Fatty felt that what the other party was throwing at him was not eyes, but sharp knives, and when they threw one at him, the knives cut into the skin, blood could be seen.

Fortunately, before the knife cut his flesh Ling Chi, the other party finally spoke, and there was a tinge of iron in his hoarse voice: "No, you can't beat him."

Just by looking at the body shape, you know that in a fight, it's not about who is fat or who is heavier. Although this has something to do with the stability of the foot, but those who can fight don't care how much the opponent weighs.

The fat man has returned to his weight, but the flesh is all empty. His red eyes looked over, and there were balls of white fat floating on the waist and abdomen, like a pork chop of poor quality.

Even if he is stuck on the ground like Kua Chengtuo, he doesn't need to worry about his lower body at all, he can directly blow his head with a kick to the head.

The fat man felt that his heart was going to be stuck between his ribs: "I can't win, you can do it yourself..."

The man shook his head: "No, you will be angry if you find out."

The fat man asked in a low voice: "...who will be angry?"

The man asked and answered: "Sister."

Getting angry can have serious consequences.

He stopped paying attention to the fat man who was trying to be courteous, and turned his eyes away a little bored, turning the pen on the table in his hand, one circle per second on average, and a flower jumped out of his fingertips.

The flowers suddenly fell on his fingertips, his eyes lit up, and two rounds of blood moons were complete.

He lifted the fat man who was kneeling on the ground as easily as he lifted a chicken, even though the fat man's pure weight was [-] kilograms or more.

The man stared closely at the extremely mediocre face of a dead house, and slowly evoked a penetrating smile.

The fat man was terrified, but at such a close distance, he finally saw the other person's face clearly, and when he was about to die, he was even more amazed in his fear.

Before, he was completely intimidated by this man's terrifying aura and didn't take a good look at his face, but now he finally saw it clearly, and he felt that death was not so sad.

After living for so many years, I have never seen a man who looks so good-looking.

There was a scar on this face, which stretched down from the corner of the forehead to the cheekbones. It was full of fierceness, not concealing the murderous aura, but on the contrary, it seemed to have a heroic spirit.

But gradually, the fat man's astonishing eyes changed, and the face reflected in his eyeballs was changing little by little, getting closer and closer to the appearance in the red eyes of the other party.

It was a face so mediocre that one might not be able to find it in the crowd, and it was also a face that Fatty was very familiar with—it was his own face.

The endless fear was like a reservoir opening, and soon soaked the fat man's pants.

I have also dealt with these gods and ghosts for a period of time, and I have heard before that there are some ghosts and gods in this world who like to use human bodies to roam the world, but they don't like to have people like themselves.

The fat man couldn't help but urinate, was the other party going to... completely wipe him out from this world?

His legs trembled uncontrollably: the boss is dead, and Junshan hasn't come back these days, obviously he can't come back, now it's his turn so soon...

Shouldn't have come back here.

Yosuke Eguchi and Toshiyama thought about what would happen, there was no reason why they would come back when they met such a ferocious female ghost.There are already two people on board, there is really no need to make unnecessary sacrifices, he still doesn't hit the stone with a pebble.

Presumably the two buddies who have gone to heaven should also understand his heart, revenge or something is not that capable now, if all three of them die, no one will burn the passing money, he came back out of conscience, intending to burn a few sticks Fragrant send one send these two brothers...

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered this room, he saw a person sitting in his seat, with the swivel chair facing him. The fat man had just been equipped with a silencer gun, and he wanted to try his prestige on this stranger who suddenly appeared.

Anyway, the upper class disliked him and never came to his place.

But as soon as the bolt was lowered, the gun jammed.

The next second, there was a sharp pain in his knee, and he knelt on the ground involuntarily.

Not sure, the legs have been broken.

***

It's not personal.

Fatty was a little desperate. Isn't this the world of humans? How could he bump into a few "non-humans" casually.

It was the first time to put on legs, feet and eyes, but this time, it might even cost my life.

But the other party didn't show two big fangs like the person in the movie, and then left some marks on his neck, in fact, it doesn't matter if you leave some...

"You stay here."

The fat man was horrified.

The words that were clearly uttered from the other party's mouth also became his voice: "If you beat Keigo Atobe with your face, you probably won't find out."

The purpose of his running all the way here was to beat up this guy before his sister came, and if he was found out, it might not be worth the loss.

As for whether this fat man will be accidentally injured by then, that's not what he cares about.

***

Saburo Aso, who killed a patriarch and daughter, is currently staying on the roof of this coffin-like floor.

There were two men sitting on the opposite sofa, one was as cold as polar ice and snow, the other was wearing the same suit and sunglasses.

This reminds Saburo Aso, who is well-educated, of an ancient Chinese idiom, "Dong Shi imitates me."

The man with a cold temperament was impatient: "Where's the medicine?"

Saburo Aso quickly put on a respectful smile: "Mr. Gin, you don't have to worry about it at all. Let the gentleman feel at ease. Our experiment has been successful. The three of them were originally blind in one eye and broke a pair of legs, but after using After that, everything recovered in an instant, and there was no sequelae at all."

Gin obviously wouldn't believe Saburo Aso's words so easily: "Hmph, is it?"

The fat follower who was sitting on the side followed with a threat: "If something goes wrong, your end is not as simple as death."

Saburo Aso is not at all as vicious as the wanted photos posted by the police. His body keeps bowing like a tumbler, and the smiling face of the tumbler seems to be drawn out with a pen. It is false and standard: "Of course I understand, Mr. Vodka. That gentleman is now How is your body? Is it better?"

Vodka's hand tapped on the bulge on the side of his waist to signal: "Do you want to die?"

Saburo Aso said repeatedly: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to inquire, but I was just worried about the gentleman's health. I just heard that the gentleman was in poor health, so I specially found this ancient prescription..."

He took out a small box: "There is a total of one medicine, and one medicine is enough for serious illnesses. You know, when Ashiya Doman defeated Abe Seimei, he came back to life by this. I am the one who came back from death. I don’t dare to say, but it’s so easy to heal a broken leg or arm, maybe you can still be several years younger..."

Although the behavior of the other party's organization is concealed, Saburo Aso learned something unknown from a special channel: the real leader of this organization may be seriously ill, so he has been asking for medicine. Drugs that alter tissue cells.

Saburo Aso has been mediocre ever since he was used by a political secretary and caused his entire organization to be almost wiped out. He originally wanted to spend his life with an eldest daughter as an ordinary person, but he found that he had enjoyed the windfall from the sky. After that kind of joy and excitement, there is no way to return to a normal life.

He needs lots and lots of money, not being held back by a woman.

So he resolutely killed this woman, feeling a little heartbroken, and Saburo Aso took a shrine to enshrine her every day, hoping that this woman who loved him would bring him some good luck.

Hearing that Gin Jiu's immediate boss needed medicine, he immediately thought of this prescription handed down from the family.

Take the essence of a virgin and conceive a ghost.

Using the essence of living people to remedy other people, the person whose essence has been harvested must not be willing. Therefore, although the effect of the pill made is remarkable, it also has resentment attached. more terrifying.

But what does this kind of thing have to do with him? They are doing business in the dark, and they don't care about getting worse.

Vodka interrupted his boasting: "How many of these do you have in total, we will buy them all."

Saburo Aso's smile changed: "This medicine is not too cheap."

Apparently it was time to discuss the price.

Vodka tapped four times on the table.

"I'm afraid this price is not fair. You must know that I have spent a lot of effort in researching and developing this medicine, and I have acquired so many women, but if it is exposed, then I..."

Vodka's hand has touched his waist: "I advise you to be more sensible."

Gin suddenly smiled: "Double."

Saburo Aso made a final decision: "Deal, I just like a straightforward person like you."

Vodka put the suitcase he had been carrying on the table, opened it for Saburo Aso to have a look, stuffed the suitcase full of dangling dollars, and watched with greedy sparks in his eyes.

He stood up: "I have three medicines in total, and I'll get the other two now."

Saburo Aso walked out carrying the suitcase, and the two men still sat on the sofa without moving.

This room is not too big, but the layout is different from the one downstairs, and everything else is put aside. Vodka's eyes fell on a shrine directly opposite the door.

Gin withdrew his eyes, feeling ironic in his heart.

He grew up in the field of life and death abroad. In the first days, he lived under the knife and fist every day. Sometimes his internal organs were injured and there was no money for treatment, so he could only lie on the mat and wait for it to heal itself.

Every day is death, alive at this moment, may not be able to live at the next moment.

He didn't know the meaning of living, but he didn't want to die.

Therefore, Gin has never believed in God, whether it is Jesus Christ abroad, or Amaterasu in Japan, or Amitabha Buddha in India, they are all boring things in his eyes.

Can God save people?Can he be saved from blood and crime?

God is probably just a bunch of things that are high above and full of food, and there is only that idiot Belmore, who still insists on some angels.

He took another look.

There were two incense candles on the table, and some fresh seasonal fruits. There was a photo in the niche. I don't know it clearly, but Vodka has the impression that it was a member of the family who was deposed some time ago.

He shouldn't think that making a display or something can erase the sins he has done.

Gin is rarely surprised by a person's stupidity.

In that case, he can directly rent a cemetery to avoid trouble.

After a while Saburo Aso came in again, holding a small box in his hand.

Open the box, and there are three dark pills lying inside. This medicine does not have a bitter smell, but it exudes a pleasant aroma, like lemons, like roses, all kinds of flavors are mixed together, like The smell of a girl.

The smell of vodka made my heart flutter, and I almost couldn't control myself until the cold voice of gin sounded: "This is medicine."

A few million dollars a piece, this man really dares to open his mouth.

Aso Saburo was afraid that they would not believe him: "I have really tried this medicine before. At the beginning, I took twelve women's lives. You don't know that this person's life is not easy to take. You have to choose the clean one. But now this middle school student Well, most of them like to engage in compensated dating, and they made boyfriends early in the morning. It is extremely difficult to find a few clean ones. The ones I have worked so hard to find are all from noble schools. It will work."

Gin took the medicine.

He gestured with indifferent eyes.

Vodka understood, and raised his gun at Saburo Aso.

The sudden change startled Saburo Aso: "What are you guys doing?"

Gin's thin lips moved: "Try the medicine."

If this drug tube doesn't work, you'll know if you find someone to try it.

With a few soft clicks, Saburo Aso lowered his head, bleeding from both kneecaps, and he fell limply to the ground.

The severe pain slowly gnawed at the nerves, and he remembered the oath he had sworn to a Qiongzi a long time ago.

He said, if one day I betray you, let me die badly.

***

Vodka was ordered by the boss to find the cash box that Saburo Aso had hidden.

Originally, he planned to cheat, and later the money will be reserved for the next transaction, so Saburo Aso should not get too bad luck, lest the transaction fail.

Then there was a sound, and Vodka frowned and turned around: "Don't you know that you can't mess in here?"

A short, fat man who looked like he was using it just opened the door and faced Vodka.

Although not as domineering and aggressive as his big brother Gin, it was somehow mixed up. Vodka also has a murderous aura, which is rare in today's society. Murderous aura, if you haven't killed a few people, you don't have this kind of aura at all.

Being scolded like this, but the man at the door still didn't seem willing to leave, which made Vodka a little annoyed, he didn't want to move the gun easily, so as not to cause trouble.

The short man stared at the vodka without blinking.

Vodka was so stared at that he almost gave up his arms and surrendered. The eyes of this unremarkable guy are even scarier than that of his elder brother!

Vodka immediately became vigilant, and touched the gun behind his hand: "Who are you?"

***

After searching for some money for a long time but still not getting it back, Gin got up impatiently, kicked Saburo Aso away on the ground, walked to the door and turned around suddenly.

The woman in the photo seems to be smiling.

Gin walked out indifferently, even if there were ghosts, so what.

The vodka guy hasn't come back for a long time, maybe he was really eaten by a ghost.

There was a smell of strangers, and he stopped.

Turning a corner, Vodka was lying on the ground like a corpse, his obese body was like a small hill, lying in the middle of the corridor, just blocking the road.

Gin's face seemed to have been frozen in the freezer for three years, braving the cold air, but he smiled instead.

Unlike Vodka, which still uses interrogative sentences, Gin completely only uses imperative sentences: "Very well, who are you."

The short man looked over and smiled with satisfaction: "Ah, let's have a fight."

For this kind of provocation, Gin usually raised his gun directly, but now he has poured a vodka, and his gun still has a few finished bullets falling beside him.

The reason why he has been able to get to the present is not only because of his strength, but also because he can save time and measure the situation is an indispensable advantage.

The other party's posture must be done, and Qin Jiu can only assume a defensive posture. He rarely falls into such a completely passive situation.

Compared with fighting with weapons, pure hand-to-hand combat or hand-to-hand combat is more interesting. The short man's body is not very sensitive, and some movements seem to be unable to keep up.

Qin Jiu didn't dare to relax, every move and punch of the opponent carried a heavy murderous aura, the fist fell on the wall, and the solid wall bricks shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

He swung his fist with the whistling sound of the wind, Qin Jiu stretched out his hand to block and backed up, losing most of his strength, but he still felt the joints of the crutches creaking, probably due to a fractured bone.

The short and fat man kicked towards Gin's lower body. The speed was too fast for Gin to avoid it in time, and he was thrown to the ground.

In a real battle of life and death, the process and ending are usually quick and short, but the winner can be determined in the blink of an eye, unlike the stalemate and entanglement in the martial arts arena.And the moment this short and fat man made a move, Qin Jiu knew that he had lost more than he had won, and that the murderous intent on the opponent was no less than his own, and he had to reverse this trend as soon as possible.

He stood up, pulled out the gun that was not equipped with a silencer on his waist, and quickly opened the bolt to shoot.

The man who was a few meters away in the last second had already arrived at Qin Jiu's side in the blink of an eye. He directly held the barrel of the gun and twisted it. The metal barrel was twisted. Qin Jiu immediately let go and punched him in the chest and abdomen. The fist that directly smashed a wall brick was dissipated by the opponent, and he heard his hand creak again.

"you lose."

Qin Jiu's throat was pinched by him, his voice distorted: "Are you going to kill me?"

The man's expression was like waking up from a dream, and he quickly let go of his hand: "I didn't come to kill you."

There is still a purple cyan pinch mark on Qin Jiu's neck. He exerted all his strength, and others would have been unable to stand being pinched by such force, and he might have suffocated to death.

He stared coldly at the back of the man leaving, the other party actually showed his back, but looking at it this way, he couldn't find any flaws at all.

He kicked the vodka lying dead on the ground vigorously, and Xiao Shan who was lying on the ground was awakened by the pain. Just about to start swearing, he opened his eyes and saw that it was the boss: "Brother..."

He quickly stood up: "I just met a terrible man, he..."

"No more!"

Gin's tone suddenly became gloomy. He grabbed his elbow and twisted it vigorously, straightening the misplaced bones. The sound of bones rubbing against each other heard the trembling of vodka, and he fell silent.

Vodka dared not touch his bad head.

There are not many who can injure the boss, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that during the period of time when he fainted just now, the other party may have found Gin to fight again, and the boss looks... and lost.

"What about the money?"

Vodka was a little scared: "The money was not found, and I don't know where it was hidden."

Qin Jiu pursed his thin lips, and actually smiled, with a beautiful curve: "I didn't expect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon here, let's go."

He said so in his mouth, but not in his eyes.

Ever since he became the leader of killing and arbitrarily, no one has dared to do this directly to him.

That man pulled himself back to the original time, those days of licking blood in the arena to beg for life.

The memory he hated the most was brought back just like that, Qin Jiu smiled meanly, not wanting to make it easy for the other party.

***

Keigo Atobe stood in the elevator, and the number of the elevator went up all the way, and soon passed the [-]th floor.

When he came here, he didn't have time to think about anything, but during the one or two minutes in the elevator, he thought a lot in a mess.

Whether in Britain or Japan, education from kindergarten is to cherish the life of flowers. Now Keigo Atobe still remembers the introduction written in the first grade book.

A family of four went on a trip, and suddenly it rained heavily. The father held an umbrella for the mother, and the mother gave the raincoat to the child, but the child put the raincoat on the flowers that had just bloomed.

The teacher stood on the podium and taught them: "Humans are not the center of this world. On the contrary, all things are equal. Humans must respect the existence of others and respect other lives."

The young Keigo Atobe has already begun to show his sharpness: "But if the other party is a bad person, what should we do?"

The teacher smiled slightly: "Do it from the heart."

"Before the final judgment, even the lives of wicked people should be respected. The Lord loves the world, and the world includes bad people, and there are no absolute bad people in this world. Very few people are like a piece of iron, and many people are like a piece of iron that has no concrete shape." type of mud."

"What the world looks like, and what the people around you look like, they will be shaped like that."

When I grew up a little, Keigo Atobe traveled in Europe and accidentally saw the painting "The Last Supper" by Leonardo da Vinci, in which Judas was as generous and kind as Jesus smiled.

Judas clearly sent Jesus to the cross and had his teacher hanged.

Atobe Keigo thought, this is the benevolence of God, God's awareness is really high, it is different from ordinary people like them, no wonder he can go to heaven.

Slowly, Eguchi Yosuke's dead face surfaced again.With his eyes open, he could not die with peace in his eyes, as if he couldn't figure out why he died there.

What makes Keigo Atobe unable to let go is that the man did not die immediately. The human cervical vertebrate is a bit like a snake. After the body, it turned out that he could live for a short time and watch his own death come.

Killing the Heart challenged his vision and education.

This is too contrary to the education he has received.

But Jibu Jingwu knew that even though Qiluo was ruthless, she would not be aimless, and there was always a reason for doing things.

At the beginning, he hid around the corner and listened to the general idea, and he also knew that the other party was one of the few gangsters who came out of the Yamada group.

Zhiyu Sakurana is undoubtedly pitiful, and these people should be punished most severely for doing such a wrong thing.

The balance in my heart gradually tilted.

In these few minutes, Atobe Keigo thought more than these few days.

Japan has its laws, but this law does not protect everyone. It has blind spots and shadows, and those who stand in the blind spots and shadows are hopeless and helpless.

He pursues true justice, but forgets that those who are not covered by justice die from injustice.

He can't criticize these things from the highest point of view. In fact, he didn't do anything. The justice he pursues is just a moral criticism on his lips. He has no idea whether Zhiyu Sakurana is alive or dead.

It's really easy for someone who has some skills to kill a girl. Even someone like Kudo Shinichi can't figure out who the murderer is, because the murderer is not alone.

Justice is not revenge, even now Keigo Atobe still thinks so, but he is too close to the moon, he can reach the heavenly palace, but he can't see countless people falling into the pit.

Even though Qi Luo's methods were brutal, he had no reason to stop her.

Perhaps the result of choosing Qiluo is pain.

He would rather suffer than regret.

***

The elevator door opened.

There was a short and fat man standing at the door. He opened his mouth, and it was the voice on the phone: "Atobe, you are here."

"What about people?"

"Don't rush."

Atobe Keigo stepped out of the elevator: "Since you invited me to drink coffee, I must know who the owner is."

The man's face remained unchanged: "Before I invite you to drink coffee, I will treat you to something else."

He didn't say hello, and aimed at Keigo Atobe's face and punched him. Keigo Atobe dodged subconsciously, calculating in his heart that the speed of the punch just now was comparable to Yukimura.

The punch missed, but the man didn't stop, and kicked over one after another. Keigo Atobe grabbed one side of the broom to remove his head, and directly used the handle as a Western sword to undo his moves.

His melee combat skills are not bad, but he has no chance of winning against the man in front of him, so naturally he won't face head-to-head.

Although he didn't know why the other party attacked suddenly, fortunately, he was still learning western swordsmanship well, so he didn't want to fight back, but at least he had to protect himself.

The short and fat man snatched the broom head from him, teased him for a while like a cat and a mouse, and then punched him in the face mercilessly.

I thought he was such a good-looking man, so go to hell with the boy!

***

When Qiluo arrived at this building, she felt a familiar smell.

It's just that there are too many familiar smells mixed together, and Qi Luo can't tell who they are for a while.

She was a little dizzy, but it wasn't caused by lack of strength, it was probably because the motion sickness spirit in the car had eaten a little too much.

It was already off-duty time, and the off-duty people came out one by one, Qi Luo avoided them and went up the elevator.

The more you go up, the less you get angry, and there is even a kind of bad breath entangled.

She leaned on the elevator, sniffed her nose, and smelled Keigo Atobe's strong smell, as if she was still here not long ago.

Why did this idiot seek death to find this kind of place.

Qi Luo walked out of the elevator, just now she just randomly pressed the floor based on the sense of smell, she didn't know exactly which floor the other party was on, so she could only look for one floor after another.

There was someone in the middle room, Qi Luo walked in, and a short and fat man was hiding behind the sofa tremblingly.

She walked over and looked down at the other person's familiar face.

"Yamamoto."

Qi Luo yelled, and then walked away in disgust. He smelled of urine, and the smell was really uncomfortable in his nose.

The claws on the hand retracted.

The murderous intention that was not so strong at first became weaker, that bastard Keigo Atobe probably thought she would kill everything, if she really killed everything, she would be the first to execute Keigo Atobe.

"Let me ask you, where is Keigo Atobe?"

Yamamoto couldn't speak clearly: "I don't know either, please let me go..."

It seemed that she really didn't know, Qi Luo went out and glanced at him when she turned her head.

She would like to see what the result of the dependent variable is, and what kind of outcome the law can give.

The car sickness extremely hindered her sense of smell. Qi Luo pressed her temples hard, trying to wake herself up so that she would not fall asleep in this place. The more you go up, you can see more and more evil spirits. The turbid atmosphere made Qiluo want to vomit.

There is really no need to stay in this place in Tokyo. It is too close to the inland area and there is no sea full of spiritual energy, and there is not even a good river. If she stays here any longer, she will soon be unable to maintain her human appearance. .

When Keigo Atobe is found out, he must be beaten up. It would be a pity not to give the other party something after breaking up.

***

Another person was locked in the small room. When the person saw the door open, he stood up happily: "Can you let me out now?"

The man who looked like a bodyguard sneered, grabbed the person in his hand and threw him in.

This idiot, he still doesn't know that he has no chance to go out anymore, so it's better not to break his dream. If he does such a cruel thing, he will be punished by God.

The person who was thrown in fell on the carpet and sat up straight while holding onto the sofa with some difficulty. Seeing that the original person in the room frowned: "It's you."

Pinggu saw the person's face clearly, clenched his hands, and knocked over the coffee on the table: "Why is Keigo Atobe you?"

The lights were dim, and Pinggu Yushan could hardly recognize that the boy with a bruised nose and swollen face was the emperor in the school.

He has always pursued magnificence, but the scene right now has nothing to do with magnificence. He is in a state of embarrassment. There are a few big white lines on his clothes, which look like paw prints, but these marks have run through his suit jacket, deep It doesn't look like a human claw.

Atobe Keigo's face was blue, one was swollen, and there were two big dark circles under the eyes. The dark circles were not just the one under the eyes, but there was also a faint blue shadow on the brow bone. It was obvious that someone had beaten him. from.

Pinggu Yushan asked with concern: "Mr. Atobu, you must have been beaten by those people, right?"

Keigo Atobe opened his mouth, and the wound around his mouth pulled, causing him to gasp in pain.

"Aren't you here too?"

He asked casually, but he didn't recognize who was in the room at first.

Pinggu Yushan didn't expect that he would suddenly ask himself, with an unnatural expression on his face: "I... just got involved in their group fight, and accidentally got involved."

Atobe Keigo glanced at him.

Fighting in groups, lying without distraction, not only is there no injury at all, even the clothes are not wrinkled.

Looking away, not daring to look directly at himself, Keigo Atobe had a plan in mind.

I'm afraid that I have something to do with him this time.

He covered the wound at the corner of his mouth, and sneered in a small arc: "Now that things have come to this point, what else do you have to hide, I already know what you did."

In fact, he didn't know anything. He was just locked in, and the other party didn't have the kindness to explain the reason to him.

After watching too many gangster movies, Keigo Atobe learned to use this sentence to deceive him.

Who is this person? Keigo Atobe didn't remember it at first, but there was a hint of gloating in the other party's false concern. He quickly searched for information about this person in his memory. At this time, he still had time to laugh at others People, it's simply too long.

Pinggu Yushan, the president of the student union when Atobe Keiguo participated in the election, and then voluntarily announced his withdrawal from the election and gave up the position of president.

Even if there was something unclear at the beginning, they all saw that this former competitor was invited to drink coffee again, and now it is the key to the student union election. One less person competing will increase the chance of winning, not to mention the kidnapped It's Keigo Atobe, the chances of winning are more than one point.

Keigo Atobe has been in the family for so many years, but it is not only because he is the only son of the Atobe consortium that he can secure his position.

His brain was working, and the clues from top to bottom revealed the matter clearly: "You were the president of the student union three years ago. You voluntarily let him go. I didn't force you."

Still cheating on Pinggu.

Sure enough, Pinggu Yushan took the bait, angrily followed his words to retort: ​​"Persecution?"

"Atobe Keigo, you did not personally persecute me, but what did you do that is not persecution? You are the rich young master of the Atobe consortium, and you let the people in the student union put pressure on me to let me take the initiative to give up the position of president of the student union , isn't that true?"

Atobe Jingwu frowned: "I have never said anything to the students in the student union. If they did something on their own initiative, I would not know it at all. Even if it is indeed related to me, but Later, I took the initiative to propose to you to run for the top position because you did not agree."

"You are just relying on your own luck and family background. If I have those things, do you think you can stand in front of me and show off your might? It's just a dream, but I can't compare with you. I admit defeat, but it's just It’s just bad luck, if we have the same background, how could I lose to you.”

Pinggu Yushan trembled with anger when he thought of the first time in the country. The president of the student union was not elected for three consecutive terms, and had to be re-elected every year. Keigo Atobe came to me when I was in grade.

With the identity of an investor, Keigo Atobe completely refurbished the ice emperor overhaul. No one is not grateful for his kindness, and everyone is saying that Keigo Atobe is good, so it is only natural that he should give this man give way.

That's the situation, what kind of election is needed, I'm afraid the result of the election will only be one vote for Keigo Atobe!I can already see the ending, why do I still go up to humiliate myself, others will only laugh at him for not knowing himself, and will not be angry