Two hours later, Shen Qingzhu led people out of the Black Wutong Club.
After sitting in the car, the vehicle started slowly. Shen Qingzhu took out a few portraits from his pocket and handed them to Jing Shouyu casually.
I Shouyu took a few portraits and was suddenly stunned.
"Team leader, this is..."
I Shouyu flipped through the portraits, there were four in total.
One is a man with black hair and black eyes, a somewhat ferocious face, and a straight knife hanging from his waist; one is a stunning-looking girl wearing a dark blue Han robe; one is a man with ferocious knife marks on his face, but
There is a fat man who looks honest and happy; there is also a young man with an elegant temperament who is carrying a coffin.
"Help me find the whereabouts of these people." Shen Qingzhu said calmly.
Although Jing Shouyu had some doubts in his heart, he still nodded honestly.
"yes!"
…
Watching these dozen cars leave, Uncle Kyosuke breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing these gangsters every day, Uncle Kyousuke felt that his heart could no longer bear it. He turned back to look at Amamiya Haruki and Lin Qiye who had just walked out of the private room, and couldn't help but ask:
"They...shouldn't come often, right?"
Lin Qiye thought for a while, "If you don't come here often, I'll just come once a day."
Uncle Kyosuke's mouth twitched, and a hint of bitterness appeared in his eyes.
"Then, why don't you two go get some sleep? You haven't had much sleep since you were busy last night, and it will be open for business in a few hours." Uncle Kyosuke looked at the time and sighed: "Young people too
You should take good care of your health. If the cowherd profession gets old, it will no longer be popular."
Yurina lay on the table and blinked, "Will he become like Uncle Kyosuke?"
Uncle Kyosuke:......
"Don't look at me now. When I was young, I was no worse than Amemiya...although maybe a little worse than Asaba." Uncle Kyousuke shrugged, "Back then, I was the number one at the top Cowherd restaurant in Shinjuku.
The most famous Cowherd in Japan, the women who spend money on me every night can line up the whole street!"
Xiao Jin yawned, "It's starting again..."
Yurina's little face was full of disbelief, "You were so good before, why did you come here to open a Cowherd shop again?"
"Well, something unexpected happened in the middle..."
"Uncle Kyosuke, actually, I want to take a day off today." Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment and said.
Hearing these words, Uncle Kyousuke was startled, "Ask for leave? What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Was the team leader just now too... ahem, rude?"
"……no."
Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, pointed at the festival site that was being broadcast live on TV, and said: "We just came from Yokohama, and this is the first time we encountered a festival in Osaka. I want to take Yurina to see it."
Amamiya Haruki nodded in agreement, "I want to see it too."
"A festival..."
Uncle Kyousuke looked at the scene on TV of preparations for the festival in full swing, rubbing the beard on his chin with his hand, thinking deeply.
"It is indeed a rare opportunity... In this case, let's take a day off in our store today!" Uncle Kyousuke laughed, "Uncle, I will take you to the venue personally. After the fireworks festival is over, we will come back directly to drink and sleep.
, take a rest and open for business again tomorrow!
Xiaojin, go to the door and turn over the business sign. Let’s get ready and set off in the evening!”
Lin Qiye and Amamiya Haruki looked at each other and nodded slightly. Now that their goal has been achieved, when they return from watching the fireworks festival in the evening, the two of them will find a chance to leave and quietly start tonight's attack.
plan.
"but!"
Uncle Kyousuke's voice sounded again.
Lin Qiye and others turned their heads to look in confusion at the same time.
Uncle Kyousuke's eyes swept over Lin Qiye, Amamiya Haruki and Xiaojin, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You three, you have to wear the clothes I prepared for you tonight..."
…
Somewhere in Japan.
Hoshimi Shota woke up from his sleep, breathing heavily, with some beads of sweat on his forehead.
He glanced at the naked fox girl beside him and couldn't help but swallow.
He had another nightmare.
He dreamed about today's game, and he lost again, and then he was tied to the bed by the witch... and finally he went out holding on to the wall.
terrible!
If he does this every day, his body will collapse!
We must not lose again today!
A look of determination appeared in Hoshimi Shota's eyes. He opened his mouth and was about to call the fox girl up for a duel, but after thinking carefully, he closed his mouth again.
He put on his clothes quietly, then rummaged through the box and took out a thick black down jacket, draped it on the fox girl's body, covering her exposed beauty outside the quilt, and then spoke angrily:
"Witch! Get up and duel!"
The fox girl lying on the bed yawned lazily. She sat up and was slightly startled when she saw the thick black down jacket she was wearing.
"Shouta, what are you..."
Hoshimi Shouta hummed and smiled, "Witch, put this on and let me see how you can use your beauty to interfere with my performance! Let's have a fair duel!"
Fox Girl:......
She rolled her eyes silently, walked out of bed with her down jacket on, sat across from the low table, and said angrily: "So, my sword master, Hoshimi Shota, are you ready to start today's game?"
"I'm ready!" Hoshimi Shota's eyes were firm!
"Today's game is... pot throwing!"
Hoshi was stunned when he saw Shota.
The fox girl waved her hand gently, and a copper kettle appeared out of thin air in the corner of the room, while six feather arrows appeared on the low table, three in front of each person.
"Each person has three arrows. Whoever hits the most hits will win." The fox girl looked at Hoshimi Shota and said with a smile.
Hoshimi Shota stared blankly at the three arrows in front of him. After a moment, he pursed his lips in grievance.
Both of his eyes dimmed.
"Shouta, what's wrong with you?" the fox girl asked.
"I definitely can't win this!" Hoshimi Shota said self-defeatingly, "I'm just an ordinary high school student who doesn't know how to fight or use weapons. In this kind of game, how could I win as a warrior?
You..."
Hoshimi Shota buried his head in his arms, feeling indescribably disappointed.
Today...he couldn't help Amamiya Haruki anymore.
The fox girl looked at him quietly. After a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Oh, today Shota doesn't even dare to try, is he about to give up... He is indeed a coward."
Hearing these words, Hoshimi Shota raised his head suddenly. He stared at the three arrows in front of him, struggled for a moment, and gritted his teeth and said:
"Who said that! I won't surrender directly... just compare!"
He grabbed a feather arrow in front of him, locked it carefully on the copper kettle in the corner, threw it hard, then quickly grabbed the other two arrows, and threw them out immediately after!