Kuriyama Mai saw Igarashi Mikaze's face change from a twist to a cold smile, but his fair and thin cheeks looked particularly scary.
"Qingkou, can you explain?"
Qingkou Kazuki's bloated cheeks were filled with anger. He would rather his men couldn't catch him than do such an embarrassing thing.
"Don't let go yet!" He yelled at the people escorting Kuriyama Mai.
Several people looked at each other, knowing that they had made a big mistake, and quickly loosened their restraints and stepped aside.
Kuriyama Mai relaxed his body for a few times. Relying on his A-level parkour skills and B+ physical strength in middle-distance running, he went around in circles and delayed the horsemen for a long time, which was enough for Wilson to escape in the chaos.
When he felt the vibration from his cell phone in his bag, it was estimated that Ken Gao had probably received Wilson.
As long as he is sent to the US military base tonight, Igarashi Yufeng will never have a chance to catch him again.
Although two disguise sprays were consumed, if this supply chain could be successful, this cost would be nothing at all.
"Thank you Brother Yufeng and Brother Qingkou for your understanding."
He thanked him sincerely.
One of the boys who had captured him before couldn't help it now, and his face turned red as if he had been wronged:
"Then why are you wearing his clothes?"
Something suddenly occurred to him, and regardless of the pull of his companions, he yelled at Igarashi Yufeng and Aokuchi Kazuki:
"Brother Yufeng! Brother Qingkou! This guy is definitely with that ghost guy! He is helping him cover up..."
Before he finished speaking, the colleagues beside him had already forced him down. They all knew that the more he defended now, the more severe the punishment would be later.
According to Brother Qingkou's temper, if it is not a matter of principle but a matter of ability, although he will deal with them openly, he will secretly compensate them in other places.
But this time they were all a little unbelievable. If their memory was correct, when they first saw this guy, he was definitely not like this...
Qingkou Kazuki immediately rushed over angrily and scolded:
"This is the distinguished guest of our Qingkou Group. The car god who was rewarded by Brother Yufeng in person, how could he be that person's minion!"
Although my subordinates may have some sense, how could a Nite be related to a Lieutenant Colonel of the American Army?
Igarashi Mikaze walked up to Kuriyama Mai with a cold expression on his face:
"Mr. Yamazaki, clothes? Please explain."
He pointed to the American Army logo on the chest of Kuriyama's wheat leather jacket.
"This..." Kuriyama Mai giggled innocently, "I don't know why."
"Huh?" Igarashi Yufeng's eyes pierced with a sharp cold light.
Kuriyama Mai only blinked at him helplessly:
"Originally, I wanted to come over and see what fun things there were in the game area, but as soon as you guys started causing trouble, I just passed by a utility room and saw a figure running out, and then..."
He turned around and pointed at the few horse boys, "When I woke up again, I was stared at by these guys as soon as I walked out. It was useless to reason. They fired a warning shot when I saw them. I had no choice but to run away..."
Seeing Igarashi Mikaze's cold expression deep in thought, Kuriyama Mai mysteriously leaned into his ear and whispered:
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Yufeng, for taking the trouble to catch those guys."
Igarashi Mikaze smiled noncommittally, "I just hope Mr. Yamazaki will remember to abide by the agreement and have a good time tonight."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved to Yuko Toyama who were waiting in the distance, "There is no chance that the game area will be open tonight, but I will let Mr. Yamazaki have fun in the VIP room."
Kuriyama Mai only felt a pretentious shyness towards his politeness. After thanking him, he walked to the VIP room under the leadership of Yuko Toyama and the others.
It seems that we have to wait another day to investigate the specific situation of the casino. I will focus on seeing how much water Igarashi Mikaze will give him tonight, Kuriyama Mai sighed in his heart.
Seeing Hayato Yamazaki walking away, Igarashi Mikaze only winked at the other deputy of the Aokoguchi group, "Tell people to keep an eye on him! We must find a way to drive him to a dead end!"
He walked slowly to Kazuki Aoiguchi, who was frowning. Although there was a smile on his face, it still seemed to be shrouded in a gloomy air.
"Qingguchi, if he runs back to the base tonight, you can go to Hokkaido to recuperate."
"Brother Yufeng..."
Kazuki Aokuchi wanted to refute something, but Igarashi Yufeng only gently stopped his right hand in front of his fat face, not allowing him to explain any more.
The next second, there was no change on Igarashi Yufeng's face, still with a cold smile, but without any warning, he stepped on the back of Ma Zai's head who had just said the wrong thing.
"There is no need to raise this unruly piece of trash."
"Yu..." The man wanted to beg for mercy, but Igarashi stepped on Yufeng harder and harder. The people around him did not dare to express their anger at this time, and the entire atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
It wasn't until the man's forehead was squeezed on the floor tiles that a pool of blood appeared. Only then did Igarashi Yufeng raise his feet with unsatisfied intentions, looking even a little disgusted that the man had soiled his shoes.
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When Kuriyama Mai saw Xiaoyu and Xiaobi, they had put on high-slit tube top skirts, showing off their femininity like beautiful young women. However, upon closer inspection, there was something rare on their faces at their age. Vicissitudes of life.
As soon as he sat down at a dice table in the VIP room, the coffee and hot water he ordered were brought to him.
After taking a sip of the extremely bitter black coffee, he felt nauseous and frowned.
Yuko Toyama immediately noticed it, leaning on his shoulder and reminding him gently:
"Mr. Yamazaki, would you like a different cup of coffee?"
Kuriyama Mai waved his hands repeatedly, "It's just that I'm still a little dizzy."
"Then..." Toyama Yuko's softness pressed closer to him.
"Mr. Yamazaki, do you need to go to the VIP lounge?"
Yuko Toyama pinched the acupoints on the back of his shoulders with her hands, which immediately made him feel refreshed.
The shoulder strap on the other side of her shoulder slid down smoothly, revealing just a strand of her beautiful curves. This ingenuity of holding a pipa to half-cover her face made Kuriyama Mai feel like an expert.
But now he doesn't want to miss the opportunity of 'Brother Yufeng' to let go. He will take whatever he can win.
This will be much more convenient for his next development in Yanagihara Town.
But just when he wanted to turn his attention to the gambling table, his peripheral vision caught a trace of blood under her bra, as if it had been freshly drawn or strangled.
Seeing that Hayato Yamazaki seemed to notice this, Yuko Toyama quickly put on the shoulder straps and let the skirt block the trace.
"If you like it, Mr. Yamazaki, I will continue to massage you."
After saying that, he stood up, walked behind him, and started massaging her carefully.
Kuriyama Mai was enjoying the pleasure she brought, and after thinking for a long time, he got straight to the point and asked:
"Don't you ever want to live a normal life?"
The expression on Toyama Yuko's face froze for a second, but she soon returned to its proper strength. She looked at Xiaobi beside her and responded half-jokingly:
"I think it will be difficult for Mr. Yamazaki to live a normal life after winning 200 million yen today."
"Oh, is it so?"
Kuriyama Mai already had the answer in his mind and just stared at the dealer's dice cup.
He has already placed 50 200,000 yen chips into the leopard, which pays 10 to 1.
"If you work overtime until midnight every day, drink with your unpleasant boss, and still don't make much money overnight in the last half month, Mr. Yamazaki should have an answer in his mind."
"Is that so?" Kuriyama Mai only shook his head slightly, "But can you keep it?"
"Can you keep it?" Yuko Toyama's hand moved for a moment, and she didn't know how to answer.
But then the croupier opened the dice cup, and the exclamations from the guests around the gaming table covered up her embarrassment.
"leopard!"
"It's a leopard!"
In less than a minute, Kuriyama Mai calmly received 500 chips worth 200,000 yen under the gaze of everyone.
Kuriyama Mai turned around and handed the neatly placed chips into Yuko Toyama's hand, and asked half-jokingly:
"If you make enough money, what do you want to do? You definitely won't continue here."
However, Yuko Toyama only leaned forward gently, leaning her fair cheek against his ear and responded: "Of course I will accompany Mr. Yamazaki with all my heart~"
"I mean yourself."
"Hmm~" Yuko Toyama stood up again and pinched his shoulder, "If Mr. Yamazaki can give me enough money, I will never see another man again. My whole life will only belong to Mr. Yamazaki."
"Yes!" Xiaobi on the side also said in support, "Me too! I will always make Mr. Yamazaki comfortable and happy!"
Listening to their answers, Kuriyama Mai just felt that it was a chicken-and-duck situation. He got up and moved to the pinball table to continue gambling.
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After a night of fighting, at five o'clock in the morning, Kuriyama Mai redeemed money from the window. A detailed count showed that he had won 120 million yen tonight, plus the 200 million Igarashi Mikaze had given him before, the total had been cleared. 300 million yen in cash.
The casino was considerate enough to deposit the money into a cooperative bank card for him so that he could take it away.
As usual, the casino would give a tip of 20 million yen to Toyama Yuko and Xiaobi. The two tried their best to keep him, but he only waved his hand and firmly chose to walk out of the casino alone.
Although they had hinted that anything was acceptable, he suddenly felt a little disgusted in his heart, and felt that the world should not be like this...
Yanagihara Town was generally very quiet in the early morning, far less noisy than when we first arrived.
Walking on the sidewalk, I met many men and women dressed like dogs, lying on the roadside drunk and angry. Some people even had foul-smelling filth around their mouths...
Kuriyama Mai covered her nose and walked away quickly. Many people at the deserted intersection were arguing loudly, holding machetes to each other, as if they were about to meet with swords...
The racing gang seemed to have fallen asleep. There were only rows of motorcycles parked on the street, but only a few were running on the road. The sound of the lonely engine was like a shooting star across the quiet early morning, and was instantly swallowed up by darkness.
In the alleys passing by on the street, you can still see used needles everywhere. Maybe they will be cleaned up by the garbage sweeper in a while, but their owners are missing.
When passing by the garbage area, I just saw someone throwing away some expired food. Several well-dressed men swarmed them like hungry wolves. They even got into a fight over the ownership of a box of expired milk...
Kuriyama Mai watched quietly for a while, but did not take action because the root of the problem was not here.
As he approached his two-story residence on the west side of the street, Kuriyama Mai saw an uncle in front of a convenience store downstairs who was hard at work unloading goods from a truck.
There were big beads of sweat on his rough face, but he had no time to wipe it off. He just kept moving boxes of glass bottles of milk to the trolley next to the truck.
In order to be efficient, he picked up three boxes and moved them down. However, he stumbled and the top box of milk swayed and seemed about to fall to the ground. However, the uncle had no time to hold it steady, so he could only pray that it wouldn't stop. Lose……
At this time, Kuriyama Mai rushed to his side and helped him hold the shaky box of milk steady.
The uncle raised his head and looked at the unkind-looking young man with a strange look, but soon revealed a simple and sincere smile.
"Thank you very much, young man."
But the driver sitting in the cab urged loudly:
"Quick! I'm rushing to send the next car off!"
When Kuriyama Mai heard this, he did not leave the selection immediately. He chose to help the uncle unload the goods quickly. It was not until all the milk needed by the store had been pushed into the warehouse that he asked the uncle:
"Uncle, didn't you hire some part-time help?"
The uncle leaned against the convenience store door and handed him a cheap cigarette:
"Young man, thank you so much just now."
Kuriyama Mai didn't refuse, borrowed a fire and started smoking skillfully. The strength of this cheap cigarette re-energized his tired nerves in a short breath.
Taking advantage of the distance brought by the cigarette, the uncle opened his chat box.
"But there is no way. If we hire one more person, the profits will be spread even thinner. Especially for small chain stores like ours, the headquarters will eat up a large part."
"In addition, we have to pay a protection fee to the Qingkou group every month. Otherwise, there will be too many people coming here every day to make trouble, and calling the police will be useless."
"Then why did uncle choose to come here?" Kuriyama Mai couldn't think of a solution for a while, so he had to continue asking.
"There is a lot of traffic, and many customers are very generous. Compared with other neighborhoods, the competition is not as fierce..."
As the uncle was talking, he saw that the ashes of the cigarette in his hand seemed to be about to fall to the sidewalk, so he quickly took out an ashtray made from a can from the store and handed it to him, so that the ashes did not fall to the ground.
Kuriyama Mai saw this mottled and worn-out can, and then looked at the middle-aged man with sweat dripping from his forehead, and suddenly felt that he was very clean.
Although the uniform he was wearing was already covered with dust from the cargo, Kuriyama Mai only felt that he was much cleaner than the well-dressed and spotless Igarashi Mikaze.
