"What does it matter?" Fuma Kotaro smiled cheerfully, "I come to this street in Kabukicho often, of course after I get off work and step down as the head of the Fuma family."
"I have membership cards for many nightclubs here, and I even have my own exclusive box. Apart from being a gang leader, I am also a normal man, but I am a little older." Fuma Kotaro said, "Men come and go like this.
What’s so strange about this place?”
"Okay, I know the clumsy nature of men, so you don't need to keep stressing it to me." Sakurai Nanami frowned, "I mean, as a man... or even an old man, you should not be the target of a place like Takamagahara.
Customer, right? If an old man goes to watch the Cowherd's performance, you will attract onlookers. If your identity as the head of the Feng Mo family is recognized, it might cause a sensation."
"Didn't I say it? Today I am not going to the event as the head of the Fuma family, but as a friend of Gattuso-kun and the others." Fuma Kotaro looked at Sakurai Nanami, "I will only update if your identity is recognized.
Make a sensation, after all, your gender and age are the real target customers of Takamagahara. The female boss of the Japanese mafia paid a night visit to the popular Cowherd shop in Kabukicho... maybe it will make the headlines tomorrow."
"Then what does it matter? Why don't we just fake it and do it for real once?" Sakurai Nanami's daily rigid face also showed a smile for a long time, "Anyway, I have been busy with family affairs during this period, and I haven't done anything for several years.
I’ve met men before, so this is an opportunity... By the way, my type should be quite popular in Cowherd’s shop, right?”
Fuma Kotaro turned his head and unexpectedly looked at Sakurai Nanami's beautiful side face. He was slightly absent-minded... The head of the Yakuza clan, with a beautiful and well-maintained face and figure, whether it was status, wealth or appearance, Sakurai Nanami crushed him.
Compared with the so-called socialites in Tokyo's upper class, there is certainly no shortage of suitors for such a beautiful woman, but due to Sakurai Nanami's identity and personality, only the head of the Ryoma family has been able to get close to her in these years.
What surprised Fuma Kotaro was that he understood Sakurai Nanami's character. To a certain extent, this woman was more rigid and stubborn than him. In the past, Sakurai Nanami would never have considered whether she was popular in Cowherd's shop.
It's a joke that she values her reputation more than her life, but today she seems to have changed... It seems that after this incident, it's not just the Snake Qihachi family that has been reborn, huge disasters and rebirth have happened to everyone.
A subtle change.
Fuma Kotaro moved slightly. His left hand, which was tied in a kimono and covered with bandages, was different from the strong, young super hybrid. He was indeed old and had injuries left a week ago.
He hasn't fully recovered yet...but Fuma Kotaro doesn't feel embarrassed or defeated. His state of mind is a thousand times more open-minded than that of the old ninja king.
Tokyo is being rebuilt rapidly, the family is thriving, and all the darkness has been swept away in the near-destruction... What else is there to be regretful and depressed about?
For Fuma Kotaro, both the Caesar Group and Kassel Academy are benefactors of the Jakiki Hachi family. Without them, there would be no Jakiki Hachi family today. Without them, the entire Japan would cease to exist... and the place of celebration.
It doesn't matter, everyone feels the same about the aftermath of the disaster. Tonight is destined to be a happy night.
…
A fleet of black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles were parked in the outer streets of Kabukicho. The fronts of these Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicles were printed with the ferocious red ghost pattern, which is the emblem of the Inuyama family.
Men in black got out of Mercedes-Benz cars. They all had serious expressions. After getting off the car, they went straight to the trunk. They looked like gangsters were going to take out a gun, knife and stick from the trunk.
Make trouble on the streets or collect protection fees.
But unexpectedly, what these men who looked serious and not easy to mess with took out from the trunk were not weapons at all, but bouquets of flower baskets, banners and countless sky-high-priced fruits and precious and rare products.
Matsutake.
Three elderly men got out of the Maybach sedan. Two of them were wearing traditional Japanese kimonos, and the other tallest man was wearing a custom-made black suit. Their hair and beards were all white, and the corners of their eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life.
With wrinkles like fishtails, the three old people have different temperaments, but their years and experience are vividly displayed in their bodies.
"Ahe, aren't you being too grand?" Angers looked at the flower baskets being moved under the car and the boxes of expensive ingredients, almost blocking the entire street. "Remember when you were young, you weren't like this.
, the older the Japanese live, the more they pay attention to the so-called pomp?"
"If it were me, I would come and go as I please, but this time I represent the Inuyama family, teacher." Inuyamaga smiled bitterly and shook his head, "To be more precise, I represent the Tamamozen Club.
, both are leading companies in the customs industry in Tokyo. At the celebration of the reopening of Takamagahara and the retirement of the red card Cowherd, I would like to express the sincerity of our Tamamozen Club due to circumstances and reasons."
Inuyama Ga's tone was very sincere. Tokyo's custom industry does have this rigid custom. When a nightclub reopens or a well-known geisha retires, familiar club representatives should pay their respects. The new Tamamo Mae Club store
When the site was selected, almost the entire Japanese customs community sent representatives to deliver gifts, because the Inuyama family has always been the emperor of the Japanese customs industry, and the scene on that day was unprecedented.
However, Inuyamaga has very few experiences of personally delivering gifts to a certain club on behalf of Tamamoae, because Tamamoae is a leader in the custom industry in Tokyo and even Japan. There are almost no nightclubs that are big enough to require Inuyamaga to personally come forward... let alone Cowherd.
shop.
Japan's custom industry is indeed very developed, but the Cowherd industry is only a small part of the traditional custom industry, just like graphic models to the modeling industry. If there is a chain of contempt in the custom industry, the Cowherd shop must be located on this chain of contempt.
At the lowest end of the chain, even the Takamagahara Club, the leading company in the Cowherd Shop, is the same... But the Tamamozen Club is different. Inuyama Ga is the emperor who truly rules the Japanese customs industry. The significance of him personally giving a gift to Takamagahara is like that of an international supermodel.
The iconic figure personally awards a medal of merit to a slightly famous graphic model. Anyone who sees this scene will definitely be shocked.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But Inuyama Ga did such an incredible thing today, with full sincerity. This sincerity is not only dedicated to Takamagahara himself, but also to Takamagahara himself.
To the three people who will bid farewell to their short-lived Cowherd careers today... Although Caesar, Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei have only been Cowherds for less than a month, with their deeds and today's pomp, they will definitely become Cowherds in Japan.
He left a profound mark in Lang's history.
"Three old men went to attend the event at Cowherd's shop to support the farewell ceremony of three young Cowherds. It sounded like we were perverts disrespecting the elderly." Uesugoshi commented.
"You Japanese people have such a heavy burden." Angers said, "Imagine that, except for the three of us men, the spacious ballroom is almost entirely filled with girls, and the air is filled with the smell of high-end perfume and musk. Just turn around or
If you turn your head, you will touch the girl's soft arms or waist... This kind of experience can only be encountered in Cowherd's shop during celebrations. If this is a strip club, we will only be surrounded by sweaty girls.
Men."
"That's right." Uesugi nodded in deep agreement, and then he looked at Ange again, "But can your body withstand such torture? Is your injury completely healed?"
"After all, I am also the principal of Kassel College. Although I am a bit older now and not as young as I am now, and not as good as the 'Emperor' of your Snake Qiba family, I am not as fragile as you think." Angers said with a look of nostalgia.
"If I were twenty years younger, maybe I would still have the thought and energy to find a few short-term lovers in Japan."
Seeing Ange's deep meaning, Uesugi curled his lips and ignored the old guy, because Uesugi knew that Ange's words meant him, and that's what he did. The "Emperor's Blood" gave Uesugi more majestic power.
With energy comparable to that of a young man, he often needs to vent, so in addition to the discs and TVs placed in the ramen stall, Uesugoshi has had an endless stream of lovers over the years.
"Where to enter?" Angers suddenly asked, "Are you queuing up with the girls at the main entrance?"
The three of them have arrived at the main street of Kabukicho. At the end of the street is the Takamagahara restaurant, which is surrounded by women. At this moment, there are still two or three women who will quickly pass by Ange and the three of them and rush to Takamagahara. Occasionally,
There will be women who turn around to look at Angers and the others, and then their doubtful eyes are quickly replaced by surprises... What is confusing is why on the day of Takamagahara's celebration, three old men in kimonos and suits appear on the street, but what is surprising is this
The temperament of mature men exuding from the three old men is simply dazzling.
But because they had to rush to attend the celebration, the girls passing by just looked at Angers and the others greedily for a few more times before running away with blushing faces.
"What does it mean to have a sword that is still young? What does it mean to become stronger over time? Have you noticed the way those little girls looked at me?" Uesugoshi sighed and said to Anger and Inuyama Ga beside him, "I didn't expect that it was already a sword.
As a ramen chef at this age, the spring of life is still so long, so if I get in line among those girls, it will cause chaos and a sensation, right?"
Ange rolled his eyes. More than sixty years have passed, and the Inuyama Ga he knew has changed from the stupid boy he once was to a man who can take charge of his own business, but the Uesugi he knows is still the same Uesugi... Some people
His character cannot be changed in his lifetime. Even when he is about to lie down in a coffin when he is old, he will remain the same as he was when he was young.
"Don't worry, Mr. Uesugi, we don't need to line up because we don't go through the main entrance." Inuyamaga took out a sky blue invitation from the lining pocket, "This was sent to me by the store manager of Takamagahara this morning. Let's go
Gao Tianyuan has reserved a seat for us in the VIP aisle."
"I read the news in the newspaper, didn't it say that Gao Tianyuan was selling tickets through ticket grabbing this time? He refused to scan his face and refused VIP services. Why do you still have invitations here?" Uesugi Yue suddenly realized, "So the competition is fair and no one is allowed to go through the back door.
Are all the propaganda false?”
"Have you been fooled by the ramen masters who have been here for sixty years?" Ange sighed to Uesugoshi, "Are you still living in a primitive society?"
Ignoring the dull ramen chef, Anger took the invitation from Inuyama Ga, inserted it into the chest pocket of his suit, and led the two of them quickly towards the back door of Takamagahara.
…
A Lexus sedan and a Hummer blocked the street outside Kabukicho.
"I'm talking about Crow, actually we are not in that hurry. There are still more than twenty minutes before the entrance time. You don't have to act like others." The young man sitting in the back row of the Hummer said to the person in the driver's seat.
The young man took out an aluminum box from his pocket. He flicked out a Cohiba cigar with familiarity. The girl beside him consciously lit it for him.
"Young master, don't you read the news? Ten minutes ago, we informed Gao Tianyuan that tonight's entry time would be half an hour earlier. Calculated based on the entry time, we are actually already late." Crow in the driver's seat complained,
"Besides, we are a gangster, or a gangster family. How can we be considered a qualified gangster if we don't do some bad things? I just don't overtake other cars on the road. I have restrained myself a lot."
"It's just for admission. Gattuso-kun and his group's show tonight should be very late. We can make it no matter what, and we have invitations, which can save us time in queuing." Yuan Zhisheng puffed out smoke, "There are many people in Tokyo now.
The streets are being rebuilt. Driving like this will affect the traffic order. It seems that you are only suitable for driving at noon."
"Driving at noon?" Crow Crow was stunned and couldn't react for a while, "What do you mean?"
"Young Master means that something will happen to you sooner or later." Sakura explained in the back row.
"Fuck!" Crow turned his head in surprise and looked at Yuan Zhisheng with disbelief, as if he didn't recognize the young master he had served for ten years, "Is this still you, young master? You actually
Have you started telling bad jokes? When did you learn how to tell them?"
Yuan Zhisheng turned his head silently, not wanting to pay attention to this fussy bastard... Indeed, he had always been a serious person in the past. Yaksha and Crow commented more than once that his temperament was too righteous and rigid. Yuan Zhisheng remained silent.
Looking back, I feel like I have really changed now.
When did this change begin? Was it when you met your father and your daughter? No, it should be earlier... It seems to have been since a group came to Japan on a business trip more than a month ago and received them myself.
, Yuan Zhisheng always had three psychopaths singing and dancing around him, causing him to become neurotic.
"Damn, Crow, look at the road, you bastard!" Yasha in the passenger seat suddenly shouted.
Yasha reached out to grab the steering wheel from Crow's hand, but the result was that Crow was startled.