Ginza, Japan's most prosperous commercial district, is a city where every inch of land is valuable. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A 32-story high-rise building stands in the center of Ginza, and the colorful neon lights on the top floor are constantly flashing, indicating the nouveau riche identity of the owner of this high-rise building, "Kamikaze Co., Ltd."

In a conference room on the top floor, the atmosphere was tense, with two groups sitting facing each other, seemingly arguing fiercely about what was going on.

On the side of the desk, there sat four men in black suits, all about thirty years old, all with small flat heads, horizontal noses and staring, and unconsciously exuding a habit of rivers and lakes.

These people are none other than the four giants of Kamikado, Hirohiro Ojimura, Hitoshi Akake, Hitoshi Akaki, Masaki Oda, and Hideaki Chiba, Masaki, Hinda, Shokage, Shaki, Akira Chiba, Akira Aki, Akira Aki, Akira Chiba, Hirohiro Kimura, Hirohiro Kimura, Hirohiro Akimura, The great secretary of Kamikado is equivalent to the great boss of China, and so on.

Opposite them, there were two old men, one thin and tall, the other short and fat, although their appearance was ordinary, but the aura exuded from their bodies was not lost to the four giants of the Kamikaze Hall at all.

"Mr. Kimura, how did you get the plan to raid the Flying Eagle Group, and you actually got back?" The short and fat old man who asked revealed an irresistible majesty in his voice.

"Mr. Inoue, what do you mean by that? The plan was jointly formulated by you and Mr. Jin, and we were just ordered to carry it out, and now that something has gone wrong, you actually come to us for a theory, which is a bit unreasonable, right? Kamikaze's Grand Priest Kimura Hirohiro said with a glare.

"Mr. Kimura, you sent a so-called elite team, and they were all wiped out, this is really a great shame for your Kamikaze!" The short and fat old man Inoue said without showing weakness.

"Mr. Inoue, if it weren't for the serious flaws in the batch of medicines you provided, how could our kamikaze masters be wiped out by the other party, in the final analysis, it's still your medicine that doesn't work."

"Fart, what medicine doesn't work, the problem is all with you Kamikado! A bunch of waste waste, wasting our expensive special medicines. "Inoue Toji is also really hot.

"Bage Yalu, you dare to scold us, I'm not done with you. In this operation, a total of 38 employees of Kamikado died, and you must pay the pensions of these people, and each person must not be less than 100 million yen, otherwise, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. Kimura stood up with a bang, slapped the table, and said angrily.

"Kimura boy, do you want to do the following? Don't forget, if it weren't for the funding of our Shentian Group, you would have been able to achieve what you are today? As the vice chairman of Shentian Group, Inoue Toji was not to be outdone, and his bulging body suddenly jumped up from the chair.

Seeing that the two sides seemed to be about to fight, the tall and thin old man who had been sitting next to him and did not speak hurriedly stepped forward and acted as a peacemaker, "Everyone, everyone, everyone is their own people, why bother to fight for such a trivial matter?" Mr. Kimura, you Kamikado have contributed a lot in this operation, and we at the Kori Group are deeply grateful. ”

"Mr. Inoue, although Kamikado's operation failed, it is not without bright spots, at least we have figured out the details of the Flying Eagle Group, which will be an opponent that we cannot take lightly; Moreover, according to reliable information, the medicine provided by your group is still very good in actual combat, but it is only because the strength of Lu Tianyu and his Tang Tian Seven Stars is too strong, so they return in vain. ”

"Everyone, we are all gathered here today, not to quarrel, but to discuss how to deal with Lu Tianyu. You must know that this kid has quietly arrived in Japan with a group of capable cadres a few days ago, and now he doesn't know where to hide. This is a danger signal, Lu Tianyu came to Japan, he must have ill intentions and bad intentions, and we can't help but guard against it. ”

The tall and thin old man who spoke was named Kim Zhongji, the general manager of the Japanese branch of the Korn Ferry Group, and also the contact person between the Korn Glory Group and Kamikado.

Over the years, under the instruction of Yan Benshui, Kamikaze has not done less illegal things such as bullying and dominating the market, killing people and setting fires, and has made great contributions to the business expansion of Guanghui Group in Japan, South Korea and Southeast Asia.

Jin Zhongji's words woke up the two sides of the quarrel, Kimura Hirohiro was the first to sit down, he knew very well in his heart, Lu Tianyu, the fierce god, came to Japan, don't even think about it, the first target to deal with must be the Kamikaze Hall under his command, if this matter is not handled well, it will be a big trouble.

Inoue has been through the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he also understands that if he falls out with Kamikado, it will not be a good thing for himself and the Shentian Group behind him.

After some quarrels, the three parties of Kamikaze, Shentian Group, and Guanghui Group can finally sit down calmly and discuss the right matter, of course, there is only one focus of their discussion, that is, how to find Lu Tianyu? How to deal with Lu Tianyu's moves?

They don't know that at this moment, someone has quietly started to act.

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A suburb of Tokyo, an abandoned construction site.

On the construction site, there are scaffolding that has not yet been dismantled, as well as scrap steel bars, which have been rusted on them, and they have been out of business for a long time.

At two o'clock in the morning, this rarely visited construction site suddenly became lively, and first a Toyota van drove in and stopped in an open field.

Fifteen minutes later, another Dodge Coolway SUV drove into the construction site and pulled up next to the Toyota.

The door opened, and two groups of people stepped out of the car, standing face to face, and began to talk in a low voice.

"Did you bring the goods?" The speaker was a stocky middle-aged man, about his early forties, with an Asian face.

"The goods are in the car, twenty pounds in total, and you won't lose a gram! But if you have enough money, don't bring only half of the cash like last time! It's really troublesome to do business with you Japanese. The man who spoke was a black man in his thirties, tall, with small pigtails and eye-catching.

"Priori." The middle-aged man looked at the black man and said.

"Give me the money first!" The black man shook his pigtails and said coldly.

The middle-aged man thought for a while, raised his hand, and made a gesture to the subordinate behind him, who understood and hurriedly raised the suitcase in his hand and handed it to him.

The middle-aged man took the suitcase, clicked, and opened the suitcase directly.

By the dim glow of a few street lamps next to the construction site, it was possible to make out that the boxes contained bundles of cash, green dollars.

"Dark Horse, here are 800,000 US dollars, all of which are worth 100."

Looking at the tempting dollars, the black man reached out and gently stroked those unusually cute "flower paper heads", his eyes were full of undisguised greed. (To be continued.) )