The Magnificent God of War

Ye Feng didn't say it very directly, but the meaning in the words couldn't be more obvious.

No one knows what the final result of Sister Lance will be, it depends entirely on who is in power last.

The different attitude towards the Zorro family determines what they want to do in the end.

Sugita smiled, and he couldn't see what he was thinking on his face.

He stared at the wild wind: "It's really interesting, a woman is so important."

He nodded and got up.

"Okay, I see, then I won't disturb Mr. Wild Wind."

After speaking, Sugita turned and left, not talking any more nonsense.

Seeing Sugita leaving the house, Ye Feng's eyes changed slightly.

Of course he knew what kind of person Sugita was. He was afraid of trouble and didn't want to get involved in these power struggles, so he never stood in line easily.

But the position he is in is a position that both the president and the prince must pay attention to.

That is the place where Yamaguchi is closest to public opinion, and no one can let it go. Sugita doesn't choose it, so he has to choose in the end.

Sugita left the community with a solemn expression.

The situation is more complicated than he imagined. The president and the prince are fighting for power and control of the Yamaguchi Society. In fact, they are fighting for the future direction of the Yamaguchi Society.

But what does it have to do with this Zorro family woman?

Sugita really couldn't figure it out, but to arrest her, didn't he offend the Zorro family, it was a great power in the Third World!

Whether it is the president or the prince, even if they finally get what they want, they can offend the Zorro family. This is not a good thing.

Sugita couldn't figure out what they thought.

He returned to the Zongtang, and when he entered the door, he saw Jiang Ning feeding Lin Yuzhen food, and couldn't help but sit down with his forehead.

"Big brother, can you control yourself a little bit, this is Zongtang,"

Sugita poured himself a glass of water and drank it in one gulp, "You also think about it, I'm a guy without a woman, okay."

Jiang Ning didn't bother to care about him.

"This sushi is very rare, because the chef is hidden by him and can't be found anywhere else."

There is probably no one in the entire Eastern Capital who is more proficient and focused on the study of eating than Sugita.

Not for money, not for persuasion, not even interested in women, but only for food. In Jiangning's view, the foodie from the legend of the provincial capital can only be regarded as low-end in front of Sugita.

He didn't know that he had just come out of this idea, and Su Yun, who was far away in the sky, sneezed seven or eight in a row, cursing who was speaking ill of her.

"No one was seen,"

Sugita returned to the theme, "Being locked in the black prison of Yamaguchi."

"It's the most upscale one, better than a five-star hotel."

He was afraid that Lin Yu really didn't know, so he quickly explained.

"The president and the prince are fighting for power and profit. They all want to control the Yamaguchi Society and lead the future development direction. This woman seems to be very important."

He is also not very clear.

The community is rarely visited before, and now it’s the time when you choose to stand in line. If you don’t stand in line, others won’t share information with you. Sugita has no choice but to ask.

"Is the prince going to do it?"

Jiang Ning put down the wine, closed his cup, and flicked the cup, "After so many years, he can't help it anymore."

Sugita was taken aback and looked up at Jiang Ning: "You know?"

"I knew it eight years ago."

Sugita was even more shocked: "Why don't I know?"

Jiang Ning didn't bother to care about him.

What can he know? All these years, besides eating and drinking, he is Lhasa. Every day he wonders where to eat and what to eat. Yamaguchi has been dormant for so many years. What can Sugita know.