Ginza, the top luxury Bulge restaurant.

Overlooking the endless stream of streets through dark glass, Ginza, which claims to be comparable to the Champs-Elysées in Paris, has its own charm, and the neon and dazzling lights of the city are reflected in the light of the city, bustling and impetuous.

Inside, the restaurant is filled with well-dressed and well-dressed high-end diners, who find a secluded place in the bustling cosmopolitan city, savoring the finest food and fine wines, making the luxurious restaurant full of aristocratic atmosphere.

If you sniff it, you can smell the smell of drunken gold.

"Wow, that's so advanced!"

Ye Ming, who was wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, and stepped on a pair of plus-size sandals, almost couldn't get in because he didn't wear formal clothes.

Fortunately, the two younger brothers arranged by Yamaguchino appeared in time, and they chattered with the restaurant security guard, and Wu Feng and the others, who were dressed very casually, were able to enter the luxury restaurant with the lowest per capita consumption and the smallest 10,000 yen.

The largest private room in the restaurant had already been booked, and the restaurant manager from Italy personally came out to greet everyone, and after seeing that it was three Chinese, he immediately changed to fluent Chinese to introduce the style and dining style of the restaurant while walking.

In Western catering culture, restaurants rarely have private rooms, but in order to cater to Dongfeng's humanistic thoughts, Bulge Restaurant has specially renovated a layer of luxurious private rooms, which must be booked in advance.

Stepping into the spacious and bright private room, there are already two sweet-looking waiters in kimonos waiting at the door.

"Welcome!"

A pleasant voice rose in harmony, and it was actually Mandarin.

Ye Ming was already looking around, after hearing this delicate welcome. His eyes were straight, and he sat down. The two eyeballs kept dripping.

"Tsk, it's superb. Convexity and posterior curl skin, white and beautiful ......"

Before Ye Ming could say the following, Su Yi's hateful eyes glared back, and he immediately shut up and stopped squeaking.

Sitting next to Wu Feng, Ye Ming quietly touched Wu Feng with his elbow and whispered: "Brother Feng, I went to the set in the afternoon, tsk, it's amazing!" ”

"Did you go to see the set?" Wu Feng said in surprise.

"yes, I met Miss Yoshizawa and hugged her. You don't know the little dimples she laughs at, and the white ......."

Ye Ming muttered a brief description of what he saw and heard on the set, as if he had gone to visit the Grand View Garden, and finally satisfied his inflated curiosity and desire for knowledge.

"Hey, what are you two muttering?"

Su Yi checked the phone with a tired face, and the function had completely returned to normal, and it seemed to be running more smoothly than before.

"No, nothing. We are just exchanging and exchanging whether it is necessary to resolutely ban the dregs culture of the Yamato nation! ”

As soon as Ye Ming's words fell, Yamaguchiye, who had changed into civilian clothes, walked in.

"I'm sorry guys, I'm late!"

Yamaguchino waved to the waiter with a smile on his face, "Please serve!" ”

A moment of effort. A variety of delicate dishes are served, and each dish is presented with a brief introduction by its chef. From cooking techniques to tasting points, everything is briefly described so that guests can enjoy the food better.

Ye Ming is completely the reincarnation of a starving ghost. A pair of silver chopsticks is quite flexible to move to various plates, while Su Yi chews slowly and eats slowly.

Wu Feng and Yamaguchino sat together. The two have not drunk for a long, long time, although Japanese sake is known as the quintessence of the Japanese country, but it really has no taste, and Yamaguchino quickly asked the waiter to send two bottles of 53 degrees Moutai Collection, this wine is strong enough.

The dinner party of the guests and hosts did not end until nine o'clock in the evening, Wu Feng helped Yamaguchiye, who was already drunk and talking nonsense, out of the private room, but suddenly saw an acquaintance's face, Zhang Yi!

"Why is he here?"

"It's him!"

Zhang Yi also saw Wu Feng for the first time, and there was a trace of unfriendliness in the eyes of the two of them.

Wu Feng didn't like Zhang Yi because he had helped people in the Golden Triangle and wanted to kidnap Su Yi and then force Baiye Trading Group to give up investing in Myanmar.

And Zhang Yi can't get used to Wu Feng, of course, because of the death of his third brother Zhang Zifan, it is very likely that he is related to Wu Feng.

He had already found out clearly, not only his own brother, but also Xu Jiahui, the second child of the Xu family, the cause of death was related to Wu Feng, if it weren't for Xu Dayuan, Zhang Yi would not have dispelled the idea of sending someone to kill Wu Feng at all.

Now that the two are actually meeting each other in Japan, although they can't talk about the enemies seeing each other, the pain of losing his brother still makes Zhang Yi lose his calm, his eyes staring at Wu Feng coldly, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth.

"Dong Zhang, who is he?"

A short and fat Japanese beside Zhang Yi asked curiously.

"A man who should have died but couldn't!"

Zhang Yi withdrew his gaze from Wu Feng, changed back to that smiling face, and slowly paced towards the hall with the short and fat Japanese in his arms.

"Drink, drink, let's go, we brothers, we have to drink one cup and one drink!!"

Yamaguchino was still talking nonsense in a daze, and after Wu Feng handed over the person to his subordinates to support, he took a long breath of wine.

Why is Zhang Yi in Japan?

Many thoughts flashed through Wu Feng's mind in an instant, and judging from the look in his eyes when he just left, he should have known that Zhang Zifan's death had something to do with him.

But he didn't have a seizure, could it really be confirmed that before leaving, Jia Wei privately found out that what he said had something to do with it? Is there really anyone to help cover it up?

What kind of person is Xu Dayuan? How much hatred did he have with Xu Jiahui that Wu Feng killed his second brother, he also helped cover up the truth, and even coerced the people of the Zhang family not to make trouble again?

Wu Feng accompanied Su Yi and left the restaurant surrounded by a group of black suits in Yamaguchino.

Night has long since fallen, and the lights are on, and the bustling city of Ginza is still bustling with activity.

The drunken Yamaguchino was carried into the back seat of the Mercedes-Benz car by his subordinates, but suddenly got out again, and shouted with a mouth full of wine: "Brother Feng, let's go, let's ...... Let's change places. Then...... Drink! ”

Wu Feng stuffed Yamaguchino back into the car and lay down, fastened his seat belt and closed the door. Motioned to the driver to send him back to rest.

After the three Mercedes-Benz left, Wu Feng and Su Yi got into a high-end business car that Yamaguchino had arranged long ago and returned to the hotel.

This scene. All fell into the eyes of Zhang Yi, who was sitting in a car in the distance, he didn't know Yamaguchino, but it didn't mean that the short and fat Japanese around him didn't know him.

"Who is he?" Zhang Yi was naturally referring to the drunkard who had just shouted Wu Feng.

The short and fat Japanese used nail clippers to finely polish his nails, and replied lightly: "His name is Yamaguchino, the current hot number two person in the Yamaguchi family, he used to be a mercenary, and he has seen blood and killed people, so after returning to China, he is known for his fierce and vicious methods!" ”

"After returning to Japan, Yamaguchino formed a special team of his own, which was basically made up of veterans of the Self-Defense Forces. The combat power is very strong, and the attack is extremely fierce, and no one dares to provoke them! ”

The short and fat Japanese is none other than one of the three presidents of the Tokyo area of Sumiyoshikai, the second largest underworld force in Japan, Kotama Okamoto, who is in charge of the southwest region of Tokyo.

It is a well-established fact that Sumiyoshikai has always been weaker than the Yamaguchi-gumi, so even high-level people usually meet by chance. Sumiyoshi will also take the initiative to avoid it.

Just like just now, Kotamaoka had already recognized that the drunk person was Yamaguchino, but he wanted to walk on Zhang Yi's right hand side, just because he didn't want Yamaguchino to see it.

Looking at the red taillights of the commercial vehicle in the distance, Zhang Yi seemed to see the bursting head of his younger brother Zhang Zifan. The tragic death made his fists clench once again.

"President Xiaoyu, I want to ......"

"You want to kill that young man?"

Before Zhang Yi's words were spoken, Xiao Yugang, who had read countless people, already said Zhang Yi's thoughts. Seeing Zhang Yi nodding without thinking, he put away his nail clippers with a smile. Looking at his neatly trimmed nails, he didn't answer.

"If he dies in Japan. No one will suspect me, especially the Xu family! ”

Zhang Yi's thoughts came very violently, and he formed a strong desire almost instantly, and he couldn't wait to rush up and chop Wu Feng into meat sauce now.

Didn't Xu Dayuan of the Xu family want to protect Wu Feng?

Although there is no conclusive evidence to prove that Wu Feng is the murderer, Xu Dayuan is warning Zhang Yi that the deaths of Xu Jiahui and Zhang Zifan are good for both of them, so there should be no need to pursue them.

can stabilize the position of the head of the family, compared with the unjust death of his brother, Zhang Yi still can't swallow this bad breath.

Xiao Yuokamoto looked sideways at Zhang Yi, who looked angry, "I can help you with this, but I have to deduct ten kilograms of No. 4 heroin!" ”

Ten kilograms?

Zhang Yi really felt that Xiao Yuokamoto was completely taking advantage of the fire to rob, and this time he flew to Japan in person, that is, to develop another purchase channel.

Kunlan in the Golden Triangle has completely stopped supplying the Zhang family, and has been swallowed by the Cao family, and the Afghan side is not peaceful, the British and American coalition forces are too strong, and the channels between Mexico and Colombia are too tight.

Therefore, Zhang Yicai can only find a way to get goods from Sumiyoshi, although the cost is greater.

But he never expected that the Sumiyoshi Society, which has thousands of members in the Tokyo area, is also the second largest underworld force in Japan, and killed a small person in their own territory, but the price is 10 kilograms, which is simply a lion's mouth.

"Listen to Zhang Dong, I sent someone to kill him, I was going to take a great risk, didn't you just see that person was very familiar with Yamaguchiye? In case the matter is exposed, the Yamaguchi-gumi will definitely fight back strongly, and in the end, Sumiyoshikai will definitely not let me go! ”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Zhang Yi was also eager for revenge, and he pained his blood viciously, gritted his teeth and said: "I hope to kill him in these two or three days, and the more miserable the death, the better!" ”

The current market price of No. 4 heroin is extremely expensive, the price of 250 kilograms of heroin is nearly 1.2 billion yuan, which translates to more than 40 million yuan for ten kilograms, which is about 7 million US dollars compared to the US dollar.

Using $7 million as a commission to let Sumiyoshi send someone to get rid of Wu Feng was indeed painful for Zhang Yi, but thinking of the tragic death of his younger brother Zhang Zifan, he suddenly felt that it was not expensive at all.

"Dong Zhang, you will get your wish!"

Kotama Okamoto smiled, as if ten kilograms of heroin had been swallowed into his bag.

The night is blurry, and the dreamy reflection of Ginza is intoxicating golden.

In the business car moving slowly, Su Yi had fallen asleep on Wu Feng's shoulders unconsciously, and she had a heated debate with many people in the industry at the business forum in the afternoon.

Ye Ming, who was sitting in the front, had been playing with the tablet, he was fascinated by Miss Bodo's latest masterpiece, and the sound of panting and moaning from the headset came into Wu Feng's ears from time to time.

Looking at the night view of Tokyo outside the window, Wu Feng felt that there was some blood surging, a desire to fight, not the burning of alcohol.

"Is there really going to be something going on?"

Limousine vans cut through the night, leaving behind red taillights...... (To be continued......)