Naoto Ikeda staggered down the road, now truly penniless, not even having the money to take the bus.

However, he believed that as long as he walked to the ashram where his son lived, he would definitely be taken in.

In fact, he knows his son quite well, he knows the kindness in Shigeru Ikeda's heart, and he gets angry when he sees that kindness, because he thinks of his wife who ran away.

For so many years, Naoto Ikeda has always believed that his kind and weak wife will not leave him, and no matter how fierce he beats, as long as he cries and apologizes for his sins, he will be forgiven......

After all, he Naoto Ikeda didn't really want to fight, but he didn't meet well in the company, and he drank too much.

The kind wife will definitely forgive him, after all, so many years have passed.

She ran away from home, something must have gone wrong.

But it doesn't matter, if his son Shigeru Ikeda can remember the negative woman, then he will definitely not let his down-and-out father go.

Naoto Ikeda completely ignores the contradictions in his own thinking, ignoring the fact that he just thought his wife was a kind woman.

The son will not leave his down-and-out father alone—with such a firm belief, Naoto Ikeda stubbornly supported himself and walked towards the dojo.

He didn't notice the speeding van, and only turned around when the brakes sounded—

The car looked like it was about to hit him, but it was just a stone's throw away, the side door of the car wide open, and the man inside stretched out a long-pole rope that resembled a free-range pig in rural China, and accurately wrapped it around Naoto Ikeda's neck.

Before Naoto Ikeda could react, he was dragged into the compartment of the van and quickly knocked unconscious.

The van closed its doors and drove away—it didn't stop, only briefly slowing down for a moment.

The kidnapping on the street was as simple as that.

Several passers-by who heard the sound of sudden braking and looked over, and their sight was just right blocked by the body.

In addition, the location where the ticket was kidnapped was just between the two street lights, which was the darkest position on the road, so no one noticed that a down-and-out uncle was kidnapped like this.

By the time Ikeda opened his eyes, he was already in a building in the middle of nowhere.

It looks like a slaughtering and handling plant.

He struggled hard, trying to move his hands and feet, only to find himself sturdyly tied to the stool.

Then he realized that he was covered in water, cold and cold.

Then he noticed the light of the cigarette butt - the whole space was not very well lit, so the flickering cigarette butt was particularly conspicuous.

"No." The man with the cigarette butt shook his head, "This is too bad to cover his debts." ”

These people seemed to speak Korean, which Naoto Ikeda did not understand.

But he keenly remembered that he seemed to have borrowed a lot of money from an underground bank opened by a Korean.

At this time, another sturdy man spoke: "This skin can't be sold at all, it's so shriveled, and he's drunk, and the color of the organs is probably not healthy, but the buyer wants healthy and bright organs." ”

It was still in Korean, and Naoto Ikeda couldn't understand what they were saying, but instinctively sensed danger, so he began to beg: "I can pay it back!" I have a son! He'll definitely help me pay it back! ”

Kanji, who was guarding next to him, gave him a direct slap and dislocated his jaw, and the sharp pain made Naoto Ikeda shut up.

"It's an important commodity," said the man who smoked, "and put his chin down." ”

So the man who had just done it grabbed Naoto Ikeda's chin with his strong hand and snapped it back into place.

Naoto Ikeda didn't dare to speak anymore.

The smoker discussed with the strong man in Korean: "It looks like he wants to pay his debts, but he can't rely on himself alone, he just said that his son can repay the debt, is this possible?" ”

"How is it possible, the little minion at the bottom of the extreme road, where did he get so much money, but his son is quite strong and young, and he should be able to sell it for a good price."

"Hmmm......"

The smoker thought for a few seconds and then asked, "Can you really get back all the money that came out of the money?" I can't get enough of it, so I'll arrest the sister of the dojo owner. ”

"Okay, the boss seems to want to give eye medicine to the Kanto Union, and it's just right to catch the sister of a low-level core member. The risk is also less than a direct assault on the stronghold of the Kanto Union.

"In case it's not just a horse fence, it's also a military station, it's going to be developed."

The big man paused: ", we have too few troops, otherwise we won't be afraid of direct firefights, when will there be colleagues to join?" ”

"Yes, don't be impatient."

Although Naoto Ikeda couldn't understand Korean, he tried to listen to the conversation between the two men, after all, even if it was Korean, as long as they said Japanese names, Naoto Ikeda would definitely understand.

This may be a lifesaver in the future.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the guy who smoked the cigarette pressed out the cigarette, came to Naoto Ikeda and asked in Japanese: "You say, I wrote a note to your son, saying that you are in our hands, will he call the police or will he come to save you?" ”

"He'll come to my rescue!" Naoto Ikeda said categorically.

But the other party obviously didn't believe it, and after glancing at the strong man, the cigarette man instructed: "Give him something to eat, wipe the water on his body dry, a cold will further affect the color." ”

"Yes."

The man who had just started beating someone nodded.

Then the cigarette man left the slaughterhouse with the strong man.

**

Outside the door, Qiu Dongwan lit a new cigarette and asked Qi Sung-jae: "Tomorrow, we will tie up the dojo owner's sister and send it to the 'dog meat shop', and then send a message to Naikeda Shigeru to see if we can lure him here." ”

"Is it really good? Isn't this a backup location that you managed to come up with? Qi Sung-jae asked.

"After all, it's just a backup, in case the police come, all you see is a bunch of pork and cold chain equipment for storing and transporting pork, isn't it?"

"Yes. No, this is still buried with the dead original boss. ”

"When the Japanese police find clues that can trace us, the daylilies will be cold." Qiu Dongwan took a long puff of cigarette, "Young girls are more expensive, and if they can sell at a good price, they should almost return to their original capital." That Ikeda Shigeru is an addition, and of course it would be good to have it. It doesn't matter if there is no.

"If he calls the police, it can also distract a wave of Metropolitan Police Department. Contact the girl's buyer in advance, and trade immediately when you catch it. ”

Qi Sung-jae nodded: "Understood." ”

"Go ahead."

Qiu Dongwan watched Qi Sungjae leave, and looked back at the pork around him that was still waiting to be processed.

This small processing plant has been fully taken over by them, because the original operation of the factory is a family, and there are no external employees, so it will not be noticed by anyone if it is all buried.

Originally, Qiu Dongwan was worried that the neighbors would come over and care about why the family didn't show up, so he also prepared a complete set of rhetoric for this purpose, and even prepared a forged legal person change document.

However, no one came to ask at all.

Therefore, Qiu Dongwan can only sigh that the capitalist society is really full of indifference between people.

Of course, Japan may be a little more aloof than other capitalist societies.

There is no better society for illegal organizations to hide themselves.

Qiu Dong finished extinguishing the cigarette, picked a piece of meat steak casually, and walked to the kitchen. No one should care about the meat today, after all, Li Zhenghe has already arrived in Osaka.

There is no one left in Tokyo to blame Yaku.

It is precisely because of this that Qiu Dongwan did not carry out Li Zhenghe's instructions and went to the gym in a dignified manner.

Anyway, Li Zhenghe, as long as the result meets expectations, he doesn't really care about the process.

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