Kanagawa Prefecture late at night, Yuron Street.

The dim street lights were on, and the two groups of people totaled more than 600 people, looking at the black Mercedes-Benz in disbelief.

Nogawa breathed a sigh of relief, his body that had been tense eased slightly, and everyone only saw the driver's seat of the Mercedes Benz open, and a student wearing a school uniform of Wa'an University came down.

But his face was expressionless, as if he had not heard of the fierce Fukuyama and Kanai groups, and the young man walked to the back seat, opened the car door, and then stood quietly, without saying a word, silent as a stone statue.

Coming down from the back seat was a tall and thin middle-aged man, he was wearing a black trench coat, the light snow at night was blowing, his clothes were hunting, he was holding a katana surrounded by a white sheath of golden snakes, and a cigarette was in his mouth, and the man appeared listlessly in everyone's field of vision.

Lin Nan was very interested, and took out a black oil-paper umbrella with a wooden handle from a groove in the front seat to cover the man from the wind and snow and prevent the cigarette from going out.

As soon as the two of them appeared, it was as if they had poured a bucket of cold water on the scorching atmosphere, unlike the angry Nogawa, Lin Nan and Sato Hisashi belonged to the kind of relatively quiet ones, and they actually had a very harmonious feeling when they stood there. As if he had cooperated for many years, Lin Nan had always been his right and left hand, as long as Sato gave him a look, Lin Nan would take out an oil-paper umbrella and open it.

The leader of the Kanai group is a young man about 30 years old with an airplane head, he is wearing a white rampage suit, and the group name is tattooed on the back, at this time, the face of this 'Mr. Kanai' has changed, and he looks at the opposite side of the Mercedes-Benz, the leader of the Fukuyama group, Fukuyama Toshi. The other party's expression was also very poor, showing obvious jealousy.

Because Sato Hisashi is a very special person in the C area. Although he is not well-known and does not seem to be strong, it is rumored that Sato once ran for the third generation of the Ota Gumi.

Although it ended in failure, but behind the leader of the Ota group, Tsurumura, there is a hideous scar that can be seen deep into the bones, since Tsurumura took office, Sato Hisashi was transferred from the first group to the fourth group, and was specifically responsible for the aftermath, and never had the opportunity to establish meritorious service, he joined the fourth group for 7 years, and in the past 7 years, Sato's four groups have not set off the slightest storm, neither meritorious, nor made mistakes, and is the kind of mediocre person who is worthy of his name and "reality".

But no matter how unmotivated Sato is, it will inevitably remind people - is the scar behind the third generation of Tsurumura really left by Sato? If so, how strong is his strength?

Kanai and Fukuyama's eyes flashed, gritted their teeth, bowed their heads in unison, and shouted, "Mr. Sato." ”

Sato Hisashi nodded slightly, there was no joy or sadness on his face, and he didn't seem to feel much joy at the bow of the two patriarchs, he took out a contract as he read out the book, and read it slowly: "From today onwards, the Yulon Street Bar... Regular Operations... Grey Deal..."

What he said is basically the same as what Lin Nanti said, which basically means that the two organizations of Fukuyama and Kanai jointly run the bar, and on the contrary, the Kanai group has to make up for each other's material and money.

The idea was good, but Fukuyama's face was getting worse and worse, and if it weren't for the name of Sato Hisashi who picked up corpses, he would have scolded him a long time ago.

Lin Nan quietly observed the surroundings, and it seemed that both sides disagreed. But compared to the Fukuyama group, which owns the bar, the Kanai group is obviously more acceptable.

But the difficulty is that the forces of the two sides are simply too even! the number of grandmasters is the same, the same is true of martial arts masters, and the bone refining realm is about the same... As a result, they all feel that they can win, and once they sign this contract, they will lose a lot!

Lin Nan didn't mind secretly pinching a spell and letting the leader of the Fukuyama group die violently, but he looked at Sato Hisashi with half-closed eyes, Lin Nan always felt that this person was abnormal, but where it was, I couldn't say, just took this opportunity to see if Sato Hisashi had the ability.

If it is the kind of person who does not live up to the name, it should not be difficult to become a cadre of the Ota Group with Sato Hisashi, but I am afraid that this person is scheming, regardless of everyone's opposition, and Lin Nan will be included in the group, is there another plan?

Sato Hisashi is the only one in the 4 groups who can't see through him, Lin Nan can't figure out why Sato Jiu wants to override public opinion, even if he is smashed by Brother Seven Wolf with an ashtray to crack his eyebrow bone, he has to insist on recruiting him into the organization. He Lin Nan and Sato have been without a reason for a long time, if there is no reason in between, Lin Nan will never believe it.

I saw that Sato was bored for a long time, and his voice read without ups and downs: "To sum up, I hope that Fukuyama-kun and Kanaijun can sit down calmly and sign an agreement." As for the specific rules and the distribution of benefits, it is inevitable that the conflict will be resolved by armed struggle, but I hope that the two sides will reduce the scale of the conflict to 10 people on each side. ”

"I don't care how you fight, in the end the ratio of benefits will be distributed according to the results of winning and losing, and if the Fukuyama group wins 7, it will be 7:3. ”

Sato Jiunian chattered for nearly ten minutes, and many young people with hot brains yawned when they listened.

Both Fukuyama and Kanai frowned and hesitated, both of them disapproving of this proposal in their hearts.

This conflict was premeditated, and it was the time when the Ota group and the Kamiyo family were at war, and they couldn't be distracted.

However, the Ota group still sent a cadre, and Fukuyama couldn't be sure how determined Sato was, and judging from the people brought by Sato, there were only four Wakatou, and none of the members of the 4 groups had arrived, so he came to go through the motions and deal with the tasks of the top management of the Ota group.

Fukuyama couldn't figure out Sato's thoughts, he pondered for a while, and glanced at the younger brother next to him with his eyes.

That person's name is Don Ben, and Fu Shan Li is related to him, he has no ability to rely on the relationship to get to the top, at this moment looking at the eldest brother's eyes, Tang Ben couldn't help but liven up, wanting to make meritorious contributions, he suddenly stepped forward with a cold face.

Tang Ben spat out and scolded: "This is a family matter of our Fukuyama group, and it has a few cents to do with you?" Today I will leave it here, there can only be one group on Yulong Street, whoever dares to stop us will not blame us for being polite!"

As soon as Domoto finished scolding, Fukuyama slapped him on the head with a black face, and then looked at Sato with a smile: "Mr. Sato, this kid just joined the group and doesn't understand the rules, I'll deal with him when I turn around." ”

With that, Fukuyama lowered his head and stared at Sato Hisashi cautiously with his peripheral vision.

Although this trick is very stupid, the attitude of the Fukuyama group has been very clear, we will not retreat! Even if the Ota group wants to rectify, we will have to wait until we finish fighting!

Sato looked down at his Claire CK trench coat ordered from the United States. There was a string of liquid slowly falling down on it, and it was estimated that Domoto had smoked too much, and his saliva was a little yellow, all the way down the corner of his trench coat. Fell on his sleek shoes.

"What's your name?" Sato Hisashi looked at Domoto with a kind smile.