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The wind lives in the twilight, the lights are full of wine, and the air is filled with the smell of desire and depravity. The bewitching thing of the night made people reveal their evil and ugly true colors in her arms, giving birth to the wildness and erosion that belonged to the night.

The most lively and best business in the whole neighborhood is undoubtedly a maid café in the middle of the block. The pimps who hide in the streets will tell everyone who comes to the street to find pleasure that the maid café is a real paradise for men - where human nature and animal nature can be vividly expressed. After introducing the services of the coffee shop, the pimps usually add with a mysterious face: even if you play with human life, it doesn't matter, as long as you are willing to pay, someone will naturally settle everything for you.

The reason why they say this is because they all know who the person behind the maid coffee shop is. The entire Fengzhu Street is his sphere of influence, and all the dark forces must obey his orders. There have been people who didn't obey his orders, but they all disappeared without a sound, some of them lay in pieces and lay in the garbage dump, and some of them slept in the dark sewers.

This man, named Nobu Nakamura, is a more formidable existence than the God Emperor to the people of Kazumi Street.

On this night, the wind suddenly stopped, and the street became extremely quiet.

On the street, there was the sound of neat footsteps brushing, and passers-by looked sideways. Dozens of big men in black suits and sunglasses came out of the night like ghosts and walked into Fengzhu Street.

The girls who were soliciting customers on the street quietly retreated into the house and closed the door with a look of horror. The pimps in the streets and alleys hurriedly hid themselves in dark corners and refused to show their heads again. Even those drunkards who were staggering around suddenly woke up from their drunkenness, and squatted on the side of the road with their heads in their hands trembling.

The big men walked through the street with expressionless faces and headed towards the maid's coffee shop. Under the bright street lamp, a large golden snake flashed with a strange light on the blood-colored chest badge on their suits.

In the maid café, Nobu Nakamura is training an innocent girl in a maid costume. In the splendid bedroom, the lights are extremely bright, and the carcass of a young girl is like a lotus in the willow rain in the wind, blooming with a poignant beauty under the violent impact of a strong man. There are mirrors on all four walls, and when you look through the mirrors, the red blood stains on the big bed and the tears in the corners of the girl's eyes are particularly shocking.

"It tasted good. Now, let Lao Tzu wave a little more!" Nakamura Nobu slapped the girl's plump buttocks, leaving five red fingerprints.

"Ahh

"Yes, that's it!" Shin Nakamura's eyes shone green like a wolf, staring at the snow-white body in front of him, and he was extremely satisfied mentally and physically.

What is the school flower of Kyoto University, but in the hands of Lao Tzu, it has become a shameless? After tonight's feast, there is one more broken flower and willow in the world, and there is another gold-absorbing maid in the store.

This is the magic of money, how many people in this world can resist it? I not only want to conquer these beautiful women, but I also want to step on the heads of those men, one day I will let that high woman also become a plaything under my crotch! I will not let her suck gold, I want her to suck the essence for Lao Tzu every day!

When Nakamura Shin thought of this, his pride gushed out, and he struggled to move his body, as if he wanted to pierce the girl's body, and as if he wanted to pierce the barrier of fate. The vision gradually dimmed, and the woman below him gradually merged with the other woman.

The windows are open.

The night breeze blows through the curtains, sending a faint fragrance.

Nakamura Shin smelled the special fragrance, his body suddenly stiffened, and the things under his crotch instantly softened.

The next moment, he thought of something, cold sweat oozed from his whole body, and his eyes were full of fear. Pushing the girl away, he hurriedly put on his clothes, took out a white bottle from the bedside table, and poured a pill from the bottle. After staring at the pill for a while, he smiled wryly and sighed, clasped the pill in his palm and walked out of the bedroom.

The door of the store opened wide, and Shin Nakamura strode out surrounded by a group of big men.

The shop is no longer bustling outside, and the street is deserted. Two teams of black-clad men have blocked the street from afar.

"Nobu Nakamura greets the president!" said Nobu Nakamura, bowing his head into the night, and bowing down with great respect. Behind him, a group of subordinates bowed their heads with solemn expressions.

No one responded. Nakamura's confidence was awe-inspiring, and he looked up nervously into the night. Chiba City, where Kazumi Street is located, is one of the most important sources of money for the company, but after the president took office, he rarely visited the city, let alone visited it in person.

Tonight, she came, but she didn't show up, why? The huge sense of crisis pressed Nakamura Shin's bent body and could no longer stand upright.

"Nakamura-kun, don't come unharmed. A cold voice suddenly sounded, and suddenly there was a person in the empty street between the two rows of black-clothed men. It was a tall and thin man, dressed in a samurai suit, with a delicate long knife hanging from his waist, and his expression was as cold as ice for ten thousand years.

"Onizuka!" Nakamura exclaimed, frightened. Smelling the fragrance, he felt as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, but the appearance of the man in front of him kicked him into the abyss.

Because the members of the society, except for the people of the Hodo, usually only see the onizuka in one situation, and that is before death.

"Shunichi Asada is dead. Onizuka's lips moved slightly, and the six words clearly reached Nakamura's ears.

"No!" Nakamura Shinru was struck by lightning, and fell to his knees with a cry, "I have something to say, president! I want to see you, president!"

He looked around, hoping to see the woman. Because of the scent, he was sure she wasn't far from here.

Onizuka sneered, and disappeared into the night. A long knife with a cold light pierced the night and mercilessly cut off one of Nakamura's arms.

"Ahh

A cloud of smoke spread through the place where the severed hand fell, and Onizuka appeared, and with a flick of the long knife in his hand, a pill flew into his hand.

"The missing pill is indeed in your hand. Onizuka sneered and took the pill into his arms, "You asked the immortal bird to protect Shunichi Asada, right?"

"I took the pill in a moment's whim. As for Asada-kun, I never thought of harming him, and I have no reason to hurt him!" Nakamura Shin, whose face was pale, seized the last opportunity to defend himself.

"You're not stupid, but lust has turned you into a stupid pig!" Onizuka sneered and mocked, "If you're going to die, you don't even know what you're doing wrong?"

Aada's death was actually insignificant, he was wrong not to touch the damn pill!

"I was wrong! Please let me see the president one last time!" he threw himself to his knees.

"The president won't see you. Onizuka shook his head, "But the president said that if you don't take the pill, I'll give you a chance to apologize!"

"Thank you, President!" Nakamura gritted his teeth, pulled out a katana from his waist beside him, and sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Your Majesty the Divine Emperor bless the sunset, and the Black Moon Martial Arts are prosperous!" he shouted with his sword in both hands, and stabbed his long knife into his abdomen.

"Clear the field!" Onitsuka looked at Nakamura Shin in a pool of blood and spit out two words indifferently.

In the darkness, figures flashed one after another and pounced towards Nakamura's men.

"Nobu Nakamura's sister is pretty good. Send her to that old fellow of Asada Taka and let him dissipate his anger!" In the darkness, a woman's voice was as graceful as Xianle, but with an air of guilt and cruelty.

"Yes!" Onizuka nodded.

"Tomorrow, we will kill everyone who should be killed. After the incident, you depart for the Southern Federation of Thailand to see how the "King Kong" test is going. "A girl in a long, tight black dress with a golden mask on her face stepped out of the darkness. Her body exudes a blood-pumping sensuality and irresistible allure, like a fallen angel.