For these extreme rumors, Uesugi Kiyoshi really doesn't know much.

He asked in a low voice with some curiosity, "Then why didn't this Tai Sui become one of the top Extreme Dao people?" ”

Kudo Yuichi's gaze was a little distant, and his expression was a little admiring.

"That Tai Sui Ye is a legend."

"The murderer Tai Sui, there is no return, he used to be famous in Tokyo, but in recent years, the Metropolitan Police Department has increased its pressure on the gangsters, and he has disappeared somewhat."

"Qing, they are... Chinese Gang. ”

As soon as these three words came out, Uesugi Kiyoshi immediately understood.

Because of some uncontrollable reasons, these things can't be explained too much, but there are indeed Chinese gangs in Japan's extreme road, and most of their members are people with criminal records who were smuggled to Japan in the eighties and nineties of the last century, and there are also students and migrant workers who went to Japan to study.

These strangers who had a hard time reported to the group to keep warm, and lived in fear in Shinjuku and other areas where fish and dragons were mixed, and naturally embarked on the road of the pole.

Many people have no choice after becoming destitute.

Uesugi Kiyoshi had heard of these things, although he hadn't seen them.

As soon as Yuichi Kudo said this, the so-called "shackles" can be guessed by Uesugi Kiyoshi.

This Tai Sui may be very capable, and he can lead his subordinates to thrive in the extreme road, but if he wants to go further, I'm afraid it will be difficult, after all, this is a foreign country, not his home field.

"The Chinese gang in Tokyo, only this Tai Sui Ye's horse head is Zhan, he has an intricate network of relationships on the other side of the sea, and it is said that he also has trusted trading partners in Russia and Southeast Asia, and he is a figure with eyes and hands, but in Japan, he is not as good as Dongwenjue."

"It is estimated that Dong Wenjue's smuggling relied on the source of goods contacted by this Tai Sui Ye, and the shipment of goods from Japan also relied on his network to dump."

"Hey, smuggling is not that simple, those capitalists are not easy to make money, the source of goods, sales, customs and smuggling snakeheads, how to transport in, how to take out, what to make money, there are many particularities, and there are many relationships that need to be dealt with."

"If that Tai Sui Ye and the Snake of Dongwen join forces, this business is indeed as stable as Mount Tai, and at the same time it is against those two, hum... It's no different from looking for death! ”

Kiyoshi Uesugi quickly got to the point.

"None of that matters, the point is - the transcendent."

Kudo Yu understood Uesugi Kiyoshi for a second.

"You can rest assured of this, Qing, in any industry, as long as it reaches a certain level, the transcendent world will not be a secret."

"At the beginning, Tai Sui's people could fight very much, beat those local gangsters to cry dad and call mother, and the only one who could fight with him in terms of force was the three royal families, they had a fist and foot coach there, and his strength was unfathomable, I wondered if it was..."

Before the words were finished, Uesugi was clear like a mirror.

He looked at Maki Tobun with some expectation.

"So, Miss Dongwen, can you get the help of this Tai Sui Ye?"

Maki shook her head with some uncertainty.

"Father's original words are for me to convince him that my father and Tai Sui should just be a cooperative relationship."

"I'm not sure, but I can only try my best, and now every strength is rare and valuable."

Uesugi Kiyoshi thought about it for a moment, and then made a decision.

"In that case, how about we go together?"

"Talking about cooperation with people, the heavier the natural weight, the better, you can represent the Dongwen Society, I... On behalf of the Collectibles Association, you can go and talk to this Tai Sui. ”

"It's a little ashamed to say, don't look at me like this, I still have a little research on words, and I should be able to help you."

Dongwen Maki naturally had no reason not to allow it, she glanced at Shencheng, nodded, stood up, and bowed to Uesugi Qing again.

"Then let's go."

"Uesugi-kun, I would like to invite you... Thank you for your advice! ”

...

At the same time, Shinagawa Ward.

Shinagawa means "river where goods come and go", and as the name suggests, this area was previously used as a port.

Japan's customs office is located in this area, bordering Tokyo Bay.

The street by the sea, the backyard of a Chinese-style compound that is somewhat out of place with the surrounding architectural style.

A middle-aged man who looked to be about forty years old, with a somewhat pale face and a clear face, walked through the courtyard.

The rain was heavy, but three inches above his head, it was as if he had encountered some insurmountable barrier, and he was pushed aside, and there was not a drop of water on his body.

He braved the heavy rain and came to a quiet courtyard, sniffed his nose smartly, and then went into the side room.

After a while, he came out of the chamber, holding a small steaming drawer in his hand, holding a small soup dumpling in his mouth, biting through the crystal dough, and a delicious broth poured into his lips and tongue, making him snort comfortably from his nostrils and swallow the bun.

When he turned his attention to the courtyard, his eyes instantly widened, he coughed a few times, and almost threw out the steamer in his hand.

In the corridor under the eaves, there are bamboo deck chairs.

A beautiful figure leaned on the chaise longue.

The figure is exquisite, her facial features are gentle like water, and a moon-white cheongsam sets off her still somewhat green body with a bit of incompatible maturity.

She took the drawing book and pen and scribbled it in the heavy rain.

Her existence is a beautiful picture in itself.

As if he had seen a ghost, the middle-aged man looked the cheongsam girl up and down, swallowed the food in his mouth, and opened his mouth in surprise.

"Is the sun coming out in the west today? Our Fuyao lady is so carefully dressed up and put on makeup? ”

"Hey, you're always shirting, jeans, and canvas shoes, and being comfortable is more important than looking good – that's what you said."

“...”

"My God, isn't this cheongsam of yours a sixteenth birthday gift that your mother brought back to you from China? You said you were going to wait for the time to get married, what kind of day is today, and you have done it all? ”

Sitting there squinting and drawing, it was Li Fuyao, who had a relationship with Uesugi Kiyoshi.

She continued to dance with her paintbrush as if she hadn't heard it, and replied in a non-wavering tone: "Third uncle, I boiled the soup all night, turned it into skin jelly, chopped the stuffing and rolled the skin for three or four hours, and finally came out with such a few drawers of buns, can the taste enter your mouth?" ”

The middle-aged man known as the third uncle was stunned for a moment, nodded, and praised repeatedly: "Not bad, your craftsmanship is like your mother, it is very delicious." ”

Li Fuyao glanced at the third uncle, and said in a somewhat cold voice: "Such delicious buns can't stop your mouth, right?" ”

The third uncle's expression was stunned, and he was speechless, this cannibal mouth is short, it's better not to offend this aunt, he waved his hand with a smile.

"Okay, okay, Miss Fuyao, you can do whatever you want, I'm talking too much--I took the buns away, and the old lady didn't have breakfast, I'll bring some to him."

Li Fuyao lowered his head again.

"Whatever you want, but if you let me know, you instigated my dad to drink early in the morning, then don't say it's a bun, even if it's a dry steamed bun, it's gone."

The third uncle went back and took a few more steaming drawers, and the soles of his feet were oiled quickly.

"I know, I know, we're not drunkards, really, it's wider than your mother!"

With a few whispered complaints, his figure disappeared into the rain.

Li Fuyao sat up slightly straight, held up the sketchbook, looked at the sketch he had just completed, bent his eyes in satisfaction, and smiled.

The figure in the painting is wearing a white shirt and slim breeches, a sword-like medal on his chest, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and is smiling softly, but a sharp sword in his hand is dripping with blood.

On the opposite side of him, there were countless ghosts, each of them hideous and roaring, but they couldn't make him change color in the slightest.

Closing the painting book, Li Fuyao raised his head, looked at the gray sky where the heavy rain was pouring down, and hummed a ballad softly.

"He came from the mountains with orchid grass.

There is no riches in the house, and there is no treasure in the pocket.

The cold wind is biting, and diligence is a good career.

Win the bright moonrise and exchange orchids for brocade clothes. ”

In the melodious singing of the girl, several black business vehicles were about to drive to the gate of the compound.

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ps. Well, two even PY

"Because I'm too afraid of bad luck, I'm all lucky"

The unlucky guy who was contained by the SCP crossed over, but the start was full of luck.

Fantasy invincible flow, easy and funny.

I've read this book.,The writing and plot are passable.,The main thing is that the protagonist's appearance is quite high.,I guess you can find a sense of substitution.。

If you're interested, check it out.