Chapter 416: I see

Volume 1, Chapter 416 of the Third-Rate Agent, I see

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Mitsui Ayako was very angry, and the object was of course the Yamamoto Lang in front of him with a calm smile and a smile on his face.

She was born rich, smooth, and favored, and her family will follow her. Just like this gambling war, she said that if she went to the high seas, she would go to the high seas, saying that if she wanted the Clinton, she would want the Clinton, and the family fully supported it.

In this life, she lived a very comfortable life, but the hungry wolf of Yamamoto made her feel uncomfortable.

This kind of discomfort is the discomfort of being entangled and having no way to deal with him.

It's a little strange, it's a little fresh, and it's more angry.

If it weren't for the Yamamoto family's mastery of energy technology, and if it weren't for the fact that the two families were in a critical period of cooperation, she wouldn't mind sending someone to kill him. What made her especially unhappy was that this guy actually ruined his banquet and couldn't get off the stage in public.

Tonight's banquet was held for himself, and this kid rushed in so grandiosely, and used a gun to hurt people, completely slapping himself in the face.

"Yamamotoro, I remember having an agreement with your family that the port was open to the Clinton. Mitsui Ayako's chest rose and fell with anger, and she almost burst out of anger under strong pressure, and said coldly, "Moreover, as early as half a month ago, I sent someone to send you a ferry ticket, and you tore up the ticket yourself in front of the person I sent, what do you mean by breaking into the gambling boat today?"

She occupied the truth, and her words were full of momentum, and the eyes of everyone on the field couldn't help but look at Shimoyama Jiro.

Everyone was silent, after all, who could have predicted the next move of this madman who dared to break into the gambling boat? Maybe a word would usher in a bullet, but no one would be happy.

"Is there such a thing? Maybe, I don't remember!" Yamamoto Lang stood in front of her with a gentleman's cane, ignoring everyone's gaze, and laughed: "Maybe the person you sent was not at the right time, I was in a bad mood at the time." Now I'm interested, so I'll come. ”

"Then you don't have to shoot. What if I startle my guest?" she gassed.

"Is anyone scared?" said Yamamoto, who walked around in place, looking at the expressionless or flattering smiles of the guests, "No." Everyone is an adult, how can you be frightened by the sound of gunshots, you are too underestimated. ”

"You ......" Mitsui Ayako was speechless angrily, this guy has no taboos at all to do things, and he wants him to admit defeat. Even if he comes, he can't help it.

"Okay, okay, I'll make amends to you, it's my fault this time, can't I apologize?" Yamamoto changed the subject, "Who told you to hide from me? You lived in the small courtyard for three days, didn't you? You didn't even look for me? If you don't look for me, then I have to come to you." ”

"You should know that I have been pestered by the red scorpion people for the past two days, how can I have the opportunity to visit your house again? Moreover, I have already called your father......

"I don't care about the old man's business. You didn't call me again. Yamamoto said unhappily, "If you call me, it's just a red scorpion, and I'll turn him into a dead scorpion." ”

"Hmph!" Mitsui Ayako snorted coldly and didn't speak.

She knew that what Yamamoto Lang said was not a big deal, after all, in his territory, he had this strength.

But the other guests didn't know much about the Yamamoto family, so when they heard about each other, they immediately whispered. Even some people don't know what the relationship between the red scorpion and Mitsui Ayako is.

I saw that the voice of discussion was getting louder. Ivan took a step forward, coughed, and said, "Mr. Yamamoto, I don't know what the purpose of your coming on the ship today is to attend a banquet." Then let's have a drink. If you are participating in a gambling battle, please arrange a room with the staff, if it is neither, then the boat is about to leave, please disembark early. ”

He said these words in his capacity as the owner of the ship, not only excessively. On the contrary, it is full of magnanimity.

Mitsui Ayako looked at him highly, never thinking that he would come out at this time.

"Ivan Farmo Clinton, owner of the USS Clinton. Yamamoto stared at Ivan, "I'll give you face, after all, I have to stay on the ship for a short time." ”

As soon as he said this, everyone's brows furrowed.

"You're going to the high seas?" asked Mitsui Ayako with a somewhat ugly face.

"Of course, my beautiful Miss Mitsui, not only on the high seas, but I also want to take your place in the final gambling battle. I heard that the pearl of the Buckton family has never appeared in front of people, and I am curious about her true face. Yamamoto said leisurely.

"It's impossible, this gambling war was initiated by me and supported by my family. Mitsui Ayako glared at him and said, "Do you want to go against our Mitsui family?"

"No, no, no, how is this possible, you are wrong!" Yamamoto said lightly, "How can you say that it is right?

"You bastard!" Mitsui Ayako couldn't help but scold.

"Lady, lady, you are my future wife, don't you feel very rude and embarrassed to let so many people see it like this?"

The other guests lowered their heads one after another, realizing in their hearts that the two were in this kind of relationship, no wonder Miss Mitsui, who has always been strong, actually looked like this, and sure enough, the woman was in front of the man......

Mitsui Ayako was angry, and her fingers pinching the quilt were exposed.

"I don't agree!" she cried.

"I know, I know, don't be so loud!" Yamamoto scratched his ears, "So I have a mention, let's sit down calmly and take a gamble." ”

"If I win, you will obediently stay at my house and let me participate in the gambling war in your place. Don't worry, with my strength, I will definitely be able to help you win the bet, and when the time comes, everyone will eat meat together, and everyone will earn money together, anyway, it's a family. ”

This is a beautiful thing to say, but Mitsui Ayako is twitching inside and sneering.

is high-sounding, in fact, it is not coveting that vein, but it is not easy to start with the courage of the obvious, so he uses such an identity to disrupt the situation.

"Did you lose?" she asked coldly, looking at Yamamoto.

"I lost? hehe!" he seemed to think that the question asked by Mitsui Ayako was ridiculous and funny. He replied indifferently, "If I lose, I will jump off the boat, and in the next five years, I will never propose to the Mitsui family!"

"A word?" Mitsui Ayako's eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course, when does what I've said not count?" said Yamamoto proudly.

Mitsui Ayako nodded unconsciously, although the man in front of him was unreliable, his reputation was indeed excellent, and he never regretted it.

"Without further ado, the boat is about to leave in one hour, let's get started!"