The roar of a group of rumbling heavy machines stopped at the door of Don Quixote No. 8 store in Akihabara, followed by a modified business vehicle that looked like a rampaging arm, the door opened, and a bunch of horse-killing teenagers and a bunch of horse-killing uncles jumped down, with a murderous look, and the Wota people in Akihabara immediately retreated when they saw this. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info which mall of Don Quixote No. 8 store is so eye-catching, it actually provokes such a large number of rampant people!

Then, to the Wota's amazement, the horses kept moving the renovation tools from the van after neatly parking the heavy machine and modifying the commercial vehicle.

Cutting machines, fusion welding machines, electric drills, wood cutting, etc., etc., the horses and shutters ran in and out, looking busy, looking at the Wota were dumbfounded.

It didn't take long for another large freight truck to drive up to the door of store No. 8, and a large number of dazzling things were removed from the freight car, and little by little they were stuffed into Don Quixote's small freight elevator, which was really pitiful.

Mobsters and decorators?

What an incongruous match!

It didn't take long for a police car to stop directly next to the heavy locomotive of the rampgers, and the police officer in civilian clothes glanced at the heavy locomotive parked in a neat row, slammed the door, and went directly to the side door to the elevator.

Eighth floor?

Is it Sato Small Theater?

Wota began to talk about it.

I have always known that the Sato Small Theater was harassed by violent groups, not only was the paint directly broken at the entrance of the theater, but it is said that even the owner of the theater, Mr. Sato, was beaten to the hospital, and the reason seems to be that he did not pay enough protection money. After a long hiatus, the Sato Theater finally announced its disbandment.

The cosPlay girls that Wota like don't know where they have gone now.

When you think about it, it's a pity!

Is it time to officially take over the Sato Theater?

What an abomination!

The Wotas burst out with their sense of justice, and at the same time, they watched helplessly and helplessly.

Compared to these horse killers with tattoos, they are simply scum with a combat power of only 5.

Unless it's a spit or something, it's completely lethal, otherwise, they can only hide in the maid's coffee house, watching the guy get busy and busy through the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.

What will become of the Sato Theater on the eighth floor?

"Hey~ Yutai, where are you guy? I managed to gather them together, just to help you rebuild the theater, can't you just run down and greet them personally! Still on the way? It's really ~ let a group of our seniors line up to wait for your arrival, are you embarrassed? The most basic etiquette should still be there, right? Those guys are no longer ramps, and they are completely stalwarts in various fields in Japan. It's rare to be able to put down your body for you, so why don't you stand at the door to greet them earlier! Hurry up and roll me to the door of the theater, the janitor of your theater looks frightened, and even when I see it, I want to beat him up! What the? Ryomasan will also come? When? Cut~ That old guy, I'll be afraid of him. Dressed in the skin of the Metropolitan Police Department, I really don't know what he thinks! Eh~ I see. Bring Xiaoguang with you! Keisuke Takahashi, who was wearing a hard hat and dressed as a blue decorator, hung up the phone, turned his head and happened to see Ryoma Sakamoto coming over, and hurriedly saluted, "A generation of eyes Sama!" ”

"Don't be weird, Keisuke, they're all old people, what kind of purpose do you want to mention for a generation!" Ryoma Sakamoto smiled and kicked Keisuke Takahashi, "Are you all here?" ”

Originally, it was scattered and scattered, either squatting on the ground and smoking, or gathering together to chat loudly, or the guys who were leaning on the building materials with their eyes closed and pretending to sleep stood up in unison, "Ryomasan! ”

"Okay, don't act like a violent group rally, what should you do, don't be so restrained. This time, thank you so much for being able to make time for our old man. ”

"Don't say such a thing, we were originally the construction team of the construction company. What's more, Ryomasan is paid! ”

"Ah~ You guy, are you still embarrassed to collect money?"

"Yes. I'm doing quite well in Magic Glass Construction, so can't I make some money for our boss? ”

"Watanabe, spit out the money you collected!"

"yes, spit it out!"

Watanabe Mayuki looked at this group of former friends quite speechlessly, as the president of the director of Magic Glass Construction, he is now in Hyogo!

"Shut up, Pingdao, a rampant actually went to play surfing, made so much money and opened so many stores, why don't you take the money out to help our old man. And you, Nagao, look at you, you live in a villa, are you embarrassed to say me? Yamauchi, you can also give me a stop, you can move the golf driving range directly to your home, embarrassed to say me? ”

"Ah~ You can go to construction, can't I go surfing?"

"Construction dog, how can I live in a villa at home and build villas for others every day, in a place like Hyogo, just building a villa is a lot of money!"

"Watanabe, what's wrong with my golf course at home? Do you have an opinion? I'm just going to build another driving range, what can you do with you? ”

"You four, give me a stop and stop, you are already the president, and you are still spitting and quarreling directly, today I asked you to come over to be coolies, not to let you quarrel!"

Mayuki Watanabe, Kenji Hirajima, Nagao Maruyama and Shinji Yamauchi all turned their heads in unison, "Ha~"

As soon as they saw that the person who asked them to stop scolding was actually Genji Fujie, the four of them said in unison, "Shut up, Fujie, who doesn't know that you are another rampant in the skin of the Metropolitan Police Department!" ”

Then, Fujie Genji directly scolded the four people.

Seeing that the five guys scolding together are already stirring up others, there is a tendency to directly turn Don Quixote's eighth floor into a battlefield, Sakamoto Ryoma, the head of the active traffic department of the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department, immediately coughed, and then snapped a few times, and the four complained that Fujie Genji is another rampant guy who put on the skin of the Japanese Metropolitan Police Department was directly slapped on the head, Fujie Genji Masashi was proud and proud, but he didn't expect that he was also slapped on the head by Sakamoto Ryoma.

"Ryomasan~"

"Shut up! I gave the money for the renovation, and I couldn't let Watanabe contribute in vain. And a few of you, don't show off your wealth to me there. Knowing that you usually have help for everyone, it is enough to be able to do this, and I will not show mercy to you if you pull hatred or something. After a while, the old man will come over, and he will give me a normal point. That guy is a poor man now, and he has a strong sense of self-esteem, don't say anything like that, brother, I take care of you! Did you hear that? ”

"Hi~Hi~"

Sakamoto Ryoma shook his head helplessly, this group of old subordinates, where is the appearance of having listened to it, it is simply the left ear in and the right ear out!