Who stipulated that hot weapons are not allowed to kill spirits?

Fatty carefully opened the first page of the contract bit by bit, and under Shimizu Saki's desperate eyes, another piece of paper covered underneath appeared in front of her.

"This second contract is the contract that you need to repay the funeral expenses of your dead mother."

"The principal is 500 million, the interest is 40% of the principal, and it is settled once a month. Oh, yes, if you add the remaining debts of your dead ghost father, the total amount you owe us to the Songye Club now is... ..."

The fat man grinned, and a stench escaped from his teeth.

"6421."

Hearing this terrifying number, Shimizu Saki's body softened, and he almost fell to the ground full of sewage.

She's just a high school student!

What would a high school student with no father or mother do to earn such a huge sum of money?

If she can't earn such a huge sum of money, then she has to...!

"However, our Songye Club is not a devil." The fat man chuckled: "I have a part-time job here that is very suitable for a girl your age. Depending on your service level, a part-time job may earn millions. .”

"If you are not satisfied with this part-time job, I have other part-time jobs that I can recommend to you. For example, recording an interactive video with a group of friendly uncles can also make a lot of money."

Shimizu Saki gritted her teeth, as if to make the trembling of her body less.

But even so, tears still flowed out of his eyes.

Tears ran across her glasses and the bridge of her nose, ruining her delicate and lovely face into a mess.

Yue, but was blocked in an alley by two gang members, and a sentence of devilish words entered her mind.

Shimizu Saki finally understood.

These people had already set their sights on her, and everything before was just to trick herself into a trap.

There are endless news about various women in society being threatened or lured into the sea by gangsters, and it goes without saying that these poor people will end up in the end.

How can I go back to the sun again when I am caught by hands stretched out from hell?

When watching these news before, Shimizu Saki also thought that if someone could give them a hand at that time, their ending would definitely be different.

They just lack a pair of hands that can hold tightly with themselves.

At that time, Shimizu Saki never thought that such a day would happen to her.

But now, who else can she turn to for help?

Seeing that Shimizu Saki hadn't spoken, the fat man became a little impatient.

"Don't tell me...you don't even want to? It's going to be difficult, our boss of the Songye Club—"

"I would like Nima!"

A sentence of language with beautiful vocabulary was accompanied by a well-placed brick that hit the back of the fat man's head at the same time.

Shimizu Saki, whose eyes had already been blurred by tears, looked towards the entrance of the alley.

There stood a person with backlight, whose face could not be seen clearly.

It's just that Shimizu Saki felt that standing there like that seemed to illuminate the dark alley a little bit.

Chapter 20 Lord is the beautiful girl you can't afford!

"I would like Nima!"

A sentence of language with beautiful vocabulary was accompanied by a well-placed brick that hit the back of the fat man's head at the same time.

Fatty wailed and squatted down, and Shimizu Saki, whose hands were imprisoned by him, was able to break free.

Another member of the Pine Leaf Club who was smoking obviously did not expect such an unexpected accident in this ordinary 'conversation', and it took two or three seconds for him to react and roar.

"who?!!"

"Master is a beautiful girl you can't afford!"

"Asshole! Do you know that we are members of the Pine Leaf Society!!"

"I don't know, and so what if I know, it's none of my business to be a member, before I'm at my most annoyed, get out and play with your dick."

Wei Xuxu strode forward with her long legs and confidently walked towards Shimizu Saki who was lying on the ground, not paying attention to him at all.

This move undoubtedly further angered the smoking man.

And he has already seen clearly that this unexpected guest is just a woman with no strength to restrain her!

Being so humiliated by a woman, and his companion was injured by a sneak attack... As a member of the Pine Leaf Society, when did he suffer such grievances!

If Wei Xuxu is a muscular man with a strong body and strong body, then when his companion has been knocked down, the smoking man will at most say a few words and run away.

But when he saw that the person who came was a woman, and she was also a handsome woman, only anger was left in the smoking man's mind.

Being humiliated by a woman like this, if he doesn't get his place back, how will he gain a foothold in the Songye Club in the future!

"You are fucking looking for death!"

The smoking man reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand, and he held a gleaming knife in his hand.

Holding the knife in his hand, the fierceness in the smoking man's heart became more and more magnified, and he rushed towards Wei Xuxu.

Shimizu Saki, who fell on the ground, watched the smoking man holding a knife, and when he was about to remind Wei Xuxu in a panic, he saw the disdainful expression on Wei Xuxu's face.

Before Shimizu Saki took a second to think about the meaning of Wei Xuxu's expression, the dark alley was lit up by a scorching spark.

boom!

The deafening sound exploded, and everything in the alley seemed to be still.

Holding the knife, the smoking man who was in a forward posture stopped for a while, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The fat man who squatted on the ground and covered his wound with his hands was dumbfounded, and looked at the black and hard gun in Wei Xuxu's hand.

"Come on, come stab me." Wei Xuxu pointed to her face with her left hand: "Hurry up, stab me here, you're welcome!"

"If you don't stab me, I will stab you with this cutie!"

The smoking man's lips moved, and he couldn't speak a word for a long time. Finally, he simply threw away the knife, knelt on the ground without any image, and put on a classic Tuxia seat.

"I'm very sorry!! We were blind! Your lord has a lot, let us go!!"

The fat man hesitated at first when he saw such a simple Tuxiazuo from his companion, but after seeing the indistinct coldness on Wei Xuxu's face, he knelt on the ground and put up the Tuxiazuo sincerely.

“Red Beans Intimate Marseille!!”

Shimizu Saki stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

The two members of the Pine Leaf Society who were like demons trying to drag themselves into hell just now looked like two ludicrous underdogs.

The decent clothes were full of dirty and smelly sewage, tears were streaming down those two originally invincible faces, even if their foreheads were pierced and bleeding, they didn't dare to stop, and they repeated their begging over and over again.

Disregarding their image, they lay down on the ground without dignity and kept kowtowing, what kind of demons are they?

They're just a bunch of servile, bullying dogs.

Seeing this gesture of the two Matsuba members, Shimizu Saki felt a slight desire in her heart that she didn't even notice.

"Okay, shut up." Wei Xuxu, who was annoyed by the noise, waved her hand.

"Yes!"

"Hi!"

The two big men were like two obedient and well-behaved pet dogs. As soon as Wei Xuxu said to stop, he immediately stopped all movements, not even daring to move his fingers.

"I'll ask you a few questions. If I'm satisfied, you can go."

"Yes, yes, just ask!"

"We must know everything!"

Both of them gave flattering smiles.

Especially Fatty, as the only one who was actually injured, the back of his head was still bleeding, but he didn't have the guts to cover it with his hands.

These two people are only at the head level in the Pine Leaf Club, but that doesn't mean they are stupid.

Three or 40 years ago, the neon society was still in a state of chaos. As long as you had a little knowledge and a little money, you could easily get a pistol.

If you are willing to spend a lot of money, there are some desperadoes who are willing to smuggle and work for you, and it is not difficult to even buy high-power firearms!

In the neon lights of that era, the police would even be overwhelmed by gangsters with guns!

The gangsters of those days were called the uncrowned emperor of neon without exaggeration.

But what now?

With the progress of history, all countries have put on the cloak of civilization, and have started to wage wars with the invisible weapon of "commerce and trade", which means that the sources of guns that gangsters can obtain through smuggling have decreased sharply .

Everyone knows that civilized communication is the only way to make money. Fighting and killing is not a civilized person. If there is someone who doesn't want to be civilized, just let him disappear uncivilized.

Due to various reasons, the gang organizations that once ruled Japan disappeared one by one. They couldn't even make any desperate struggles, and they didn't even make a splash, and they faded out of everyone's sight without knowing it.

However, fading out of view does not mean disappearing completely.

Some of those organizations that once stood at the apex of the Japanese gangsters are still struggling to survive in places where the sun does not shine, trying to hold on to the reefs on the shore to prevent the tide of their own times from washing away.

And those places that are backward, not valued, but have a certain population are their best nests.

The Pine Leaf Society is one of these surviving gangster organizations.

In this environment, judging from the insights of the two Pineleaf members, there are only two identities who can still carry firearms.

The first type is the elite of the police force.

Officials allow elite policemen who wear private clothes and carry guns. In order to facilitate undercover investigations, they even have the authority to draw their guns and shoot suspects who threaten their own safety. Shooting requirements.

The second type is a core member of a gang.

In this civilized society where smuggled firearms are more expensive than gold, to be able to buy firearms requires not only financial resources, but also a very wide network of contacts.For a person of this status, it is only a snap of the fingers for two low-level gangsters with unclear backgrounds to sink into Tokyo Bay.

No matter what kind it is, they are people they can't afford!

Chapter 21 Eating Noodles

Two members of the Pineleaf Society knelt on the ground with flattering smiles on their faces.

Wei Xuxu only felt disgusted in his eyes.

Stepping on the smoking man's head, Wei Xuxu said in a rough tone, "I ask, you answer, I don't want to hear nonsense."

"Yes!"

The smoking man whose head was stepped on didn't show any displeasure on his face, and the smile on his face was as sincere as seeing his own mother.

"Who is in charge of this street now."

"Originally, it was the second head of our Pine Leaf Club who took care of it, but now..."

"Tell me the truth."

Feeling the leather boots stepping on his head a little harder, the smoking man didn't dare to hide it, and continued:

"Since the women's family began to suppress the gangsters, the scope of our Matsuba Club's current activities is only in Tokyo, mainly in the Taito District, and because of the special nature of the valley street, it was originally managed by the second leader himself!"

"But three years ago, Erdangjia contracted a strange disease and needed to be hospitalized for treatment, so all matters related to Valley Street were handed over to a cadre under Erdangjia, who is our current boss, Mr. Kutani Koichi. "

"Mr. Kutani Gongyi has always felt that the second head's way of making money is too lukewarm. He has had many conflicts with the second head, but in the end it all ended. The people under us have also discussed who to help if the two are separated. OK."

"However, what I didn't expect was that the second head suddenly contracted a strange disease and was hospitalized, and all the affairs of Valley Street were taken care of by Mr. Kutani Koichi, and then our work became..."

The smoking man flinched and didn't dare to continue.

He doesn't need to say anything, Wei Xuxu can get a glimpse of what happened tonight.

"Damn, a bunch of scumbags!"

Wei Xuxu kicked the smoking man over. After thinking for a while, he was puzzled, and then kicked the fat man next to him. The brain was hit and he lost too much blood, and the fat man passed out directly.

Three years!

Three full years!