Irie was making all kinds of preparations to deal with the not-so-good situation, but the scene in front of him still made him dumbfounded.
Sakurai Saeko, who was unconscious, huddled in the corner of the door, her hands covered with blood. Even worse was Yamada Yo who fell to the ground on the side. His head was smashed and he was bleeding. Behind him, Asano squatted with a look of confusion.
Straight people.
"Call an ambulance!" Naoto Asano yelled at him.
Sakurai Saeko's clothes and pants were intact. She was prepared for it. The moment Yamada Haruki approached, she picked up a bottle and shot him in the head!
It was just that she had drunk a problematic drink before and when she realized that she was confused and hot, she cut her hands with broken glass to stay awake. For some reason, the first thing she thought of was to call Kitahara Sosuke.
"Didn't you hear that? Call an ambulance! His head is bleeding a lot!" Asano Naoto continued to howl angrily.
Irie was hesitating a little, but the person lying on the ground was still the group leader.
Then Kitahara Sosuke walked in, followed by Masamune Yamada, who looked equally ugly.
The first thing he saw was Sakurai Saeko in a pool of blood. The cold and proud beauty was huddled helplessly in the corner, holding the broken beer bottle tightly in her hand.
Compared to Kobayashi Kyoko, she is even more hot-tempered because of her coolness, and she actually blew Yamada Yang's head off.
Seeing someone coming, Sakurai Saeko slowly raised the half bottle of wine in her hand.
"it's me."
After hearing the voice, she was stunned for a moment, then put down the bottle and let the other person pick her up.
The clever Ishihara Hana had already called a taxi. Fujiwara Norika took Sakurai Saeko and took her to the hospital with Ishihara Hana.
Now, there are only a few men left in the private room.
"Kita, Kitahara..." The angry Asano Naoto saw Kitahara Sosuke and subconsciously shrank his head, "Why are you here too?"
Yamada Masamune looked at his slightly delirious son on the ground and was furious. He could guess what happened with his buttocks, but that woman had a close relationship with Kitahara Sosuke at first glance.
Irie dipped his fingers into the drink on the ground and took a sip, then looked at Kitahara Sosuke: "It's a very powerful drug. The lady probably managed to maintain consciousness by relying on the wound on her hand."
"No, that's not the case... We haven't touched Sakurai yet... No, it's President Yamada..." Naoto Asano, who was a little incoherent, looked at Kitahara Sosuke.
"Mr. Kitahara." Yamada Masamune came forward suppressing his anger. He prepared all night long, kowtowed and begged for mercy, offered money and beautiful women, and finally got Kitahara Sosuke's promise, but he was ruined by this idiot son all at once.
!
"Your Majesty is seriously injured. I'm going to call an ambulance."
Kithara Sosuke smiled and walked out of the door without paying attention to anyone.
After a while he came back again, pulling a small cart filled with cold beer.
"Make way, the ambulance is here."
Kitahara Sosuke pushed the trolley over and closed the door with his kick.
"Mr. Kitahara..." Yamada Masamune took another step forward.
"Snapped!"
A beer bottle exploded on his head.
The cold beer flowed down his forehead. It was the first time Irie saw his father being mercilessly shot in the head in front of his face. He had to act like a foot glove, so he stood up and was about to pounce on him.
"Stop! Azheng! I'm fine!" Yamada Masamune wiped his face and shouted loudly.
Naoto Asano was completely stunned.
Kitahara Sosuke walked to Yamada Yang and squatted down, looking at him with a smile.
"President Yamada, do you want me to drink with you this time?" Kitahara Sosuke pulled the trolley over. Yamada Yang, who was a little confused, shuddered and stood up from the ground suddenly, holding back the pain in his head and looking at him.
Then retreat.
The collar was grabbed.
Now when he saw the beer bottle and Kitahara Sosuke, he felt conditioned reflex fear and fear.
Why does this guy always hang over me like a shadow?
"The drink he gave Sakurai, the intoxicating drug, give me ten times the amount and put it into the beer." Kitahara Sosuke glanced at Irie Masa.
Irie was hesitant for a moment, but ran out to do it. Soon he came back with a large glass of beer.
"Mr. Kitahara, if you drink this much, you may not be able to wake up."
Kitahara Sosuke took the beer, looked at Yamada Yo who was being carried by him like a chicken, and approached him.
"No, don't... don't, please! I, I..." Yamada Yang struggled wildly, then looked at the trolley on the side, suddenly picked up a beer bottle and headed towards it
Hit yourself on the head!
The beer bottle shattered!
Cold beer splashed all over them.
Kitahara Sosuke is still smiling.
"Pah, pah, pah—"
Yamada Yang desperately hit himself on the head with a beer bottle, and the whole scene was extremely weird.
Irie was feeling the terrifying aura emanating from Kitahara Sosuke. He just held the beer glass and calmed the four men present.
After more than a dozen blows, Yamada Yo groaned feebly. He could no longer hold the beer bottle, and his head was covered with broken glass and blood.
Kithara Sosuke looked at him and suddenly asked: "President Yamada, did Sakurai-san beg you to let her go?"
"Yes..." Yamada Yang struggled to spit out a word.
Sakurai Saeko, who was a little aware of something was wrong at first, wanted to leave, but she also lowered her body and begged them, but was refused. In the end, she used her last strength to pick up a wine bottle and blew it on his head, cutting herself.
, huddled in the corner and called Kitahara Sosuke.
Because he didn't know where the call was going, Asano didn't dare to take action.
He didn't expect that this woman who was short of money could actually afford a mobile phone!
"Then did you let her go?" Kitahara Sosuke asked again with a smile.
He shook his head subconsciously, but he was shouting in his heart, "I didn't even touch her, and she got her head shot!"
It's a pity that Kitahara Sosuke couldn't hear it.
He suddenly poured a large glass of beer into Yamada Yang's mouth in front of the other three people, leaving not a drop left!
"Ugh!" Yang Yamada was rolling on the ground in pain after being let go.
"Chief Kitahara, are you crazy?!" Asano Naoto was shocked and took a few steps back.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "President Asano, this is how you ask for a 1 billion loan? Using the body of a subordinate?" Kitahara Sosuke looked at him like a dog, and then
Looking at Yamada Masamune, "If Chairman Yamada pays back the 1 billion, everything we said before will be invalid."
"It won't be returned, don't worry!" Masamune Yamada lowered his head.
"That's good, by the way, I spent a lot of money on these beers, don't waste it." Kitahara Sosuke walked over and patted his shoulder, and finally looked at Asano Naoto coldly, "President Asano, wait until you die.
you."
He walked out of the private room, and there was the sound of crackling beer bottles hitting his head.
Yamada Yang could wash his stomach and not die, but there was absolutely no way the Yamada group could let him go.
Yamada Masamune thought this information could not defeat Ito Man?
Passing by the original private room, the quintuplets followed suit and followed him to the parking lot.
"You guys take a taxi home." Sosuke Kitahara said nothing and drove to the hospital.
Although five people could still squeeze it in, he was not in the mood right now.
I am still too kind. The enemy should be completely defeated and eradicated!
In the past, the idea of keeping one's line in life in China did not apply here, and this era was much more bloody and cruel than the later ones.
Let the Yamada-gumi, Asano Naoto, Hamanaka Taio and Ito Man be the stepping stones for your rise.
When they arrived at the hospital, Ishihara Hana and Fujiwara Norika had already returned home. Sakurai Saeko was not seriously ill, except for skin trauma and drugging. After waking up and bandaging the wound, she refused Fujiwara Norika's offer to send her home.
Ask, prepare to go back alone.
Unexpectedly, before leaving the hospital, I met Sosuke Kitahara who drove up.
"Chief Kitahara..." Sakurai Saeko looked at him with a complicated mood.
Kithara Sosuke pointed to the passenger seat: "Get in the car, I'll take you back."
"No, no need to trouble you..."
"Get in the car! Be obedient!"
"Umi Tsubasa~" Sakurai Saeko lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong and got into the car.
"Where is your home? Why don't you let Fujiwara and the others take it? What should you do if something goes wrong? How is the wound on your hand? Are you still dizzy?"
Kitahara Sosuke fired off a bunch of questions.
Sakurai Saeko reported her address and then talked about the condition of her wounds.
These are all innocuous injuries that will heal in a few days and leave no scars.
The car drove all the way to the outermost suburbs of Chuo District. Unexpectedly, Sakurai Saeko, who had worked in Tosan for five or six years, actually lived in a place worse than Asahi Community.
No wonder I don’t want Fujiwara and the others to accompany me.
The two got out of the car and walked into a dilapidated floor-to-ceiling house with mottled walls and almost all the wall coverings peeling off. It was also filled with various small advertising papers.
"Welcome back, sister~" Two voices, a man and a woman, sounded.
The boy is about twelve years old, sitting in a wheelchair, and the girl lying on the bed is sixteen or seventeen years old. She looks very much like Sakurai Saeko, her face is pale, she is on an intravenous drip, and she seems to be paralyzed.
"Hiro, Neko, have you eaten?" A smile appeared on Sakurai Saeko's iceberg-like face.
"I ate it, but Sister Ningzi..."
"Hiro!" The girl who was lying on the bed and could only look at the ceiling said angrily.
"Ningzi!" Sakurai Saeko put down her things and ran to the bed quickly. She turned her sister over skillfully. Sakurai Neko cried out, and there was a stench under her body.
I couldn't hold it back anymore and got it all on the bed!
She was sobbing, not wanting her sister to see her.
"Chief Kitahara, I'm sorry, I have to..." Saeko Sakurai looked at him apologetically, "Why don't you go out and get some fresh air?"
The girl named Ningzi sobbed and turned her head hard, and was stunned when she saw Kitahara Sosuke.
My sister brought her boyfriend back?
If you act like this, will you scare people away?
Kitahara Sosuke nodded, then leaned over to the boy in the wheelchair and asked: "Is your name Hiro? My brother pushed you outside to look at the moon?"
"Okay, sister Saeko usually doesn't allow me to go out! Is my brother the boyfriend of sister Saeko?" The boy clapped his hands and nodded.
Kitahara Sosuke pushed his wheelchair out so that Sakurai Saeko and Sakurai Neiko would not be so embarrassed.
"No, I'm Sakurai-san's colleague." Kitahara Sosuke smiled, "Hiro-kun, do you like watching anime?"