"When I checked out of the rental house, Rina Asakawa's mobile phone number couldn't get through, and Ichiro Asakawa's phone number that I got from the landlord had also been cancelled, plus I still owe me five million yen."

Sitting on the edge of the soft chair, the eyes of the West Side twinkled.

Well, it's basically certain.

Ichiro Asakawa was planning to abscond in arrears.

Moreover, this Ichiro Asakawa called before absconding with the arrears, wanting to make another 8 million yen from Taketo Ishimura.

Being a man can be greedy for this kind of thing, and Xicheng style has seen it two or three times.

But to be honest, what Ichiro Asakawa does has nothing to do with Nishigi-style.

What makes him more concerned now is the situation of Rina Asakawa.

Nishijo has made several phone calls to Rina Asakawa since just now, and it's almost time to reply in general.

Was the phone snatched away by Ichiro Asakawa? Or are you in a situation where you can't contact others?

Xicheng shook his head and glanced at the time of his phone:

"It's almost time."

He stood up and began to put away the papers on his desk.

It is basically impossible to find a needle in a haystack in Tokyo by Nishijo-style alone.

So he went directly to the headquarters of the Koji Society in Tokyo and asked his subordinates to search for the traces of Ichiro Asakawa.

I have to say that the West Side style has a bit of a feeling of being a villain leader at this time.

At least he doesn't have to do this kind of thing by himself.

Just as Xicheng was thinking, there was a clear knock on the door.

"What's the matter?"

Xicheng raised his head, and his voice was flat.

"Master Xicheng, the person you asked us to look for has been found."

A respectful voice came from outside the door.

"Bring him in, I have something to ask him."

This efficiency is really good, and it has only been an hour, and the people under his hand have found Ichiro Asakawa.

It seems that these people under me are also smart people, so it's no wonder that they dare to stir up trouble in Tokyo.

Xichengshi sighed in his heart, but did not show any expression on the surface.

He stared at the door, his gaze level, not utter.

"Let's go inside."

With a stiff tone and a distinct thud of pushing, Ichiro Asakawa stumbled open the door and stumbled to a stop at his Nishijo-style desk.

Xicheng looked thoughtfully.

Ichiro Asakawa is not in good shape as a little shrewd philistine man.

His face was covered in sweat, his hair was sticky to his face, the back of his head was swollen, and his eyes were full of panic and consternation, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

Bastard! What the hell is going on?!

Ichiro Asakawa scolded in his heart.

He finally sold Rina Asakawa to pay off his gambling debts... Even after paying off the gambling debts, there are one or two million yen left.

Originally, he quit his rental house, planning to escape on the train, leave Tokyo, and find a place to stay incognito.

But he didn't expect that he was just standing on the side of the platform, and suddenly someone snatched his handbag stuffed with money.

In order to snatch the handbag back, Ichiro Asakawa naturally asked passers-by for help while running.

But the world is cold, and no one is willing to lend a helping hand to them along the way.

And just like that, he followed the robbers into an alley...

Then he was hit in the back of the head with a hard object, and then he was tied up and stuffed into the van without any resistance.

When I woke up again, I was pushed to this place by several strange men.

"Damn..."

Ichiro Asakawa muttered, what happened to the people in this world? Seeing that no one of the robbers was willing to help themselves, a vulnerable group in need, it was really a hot and cold world!

And kidnapping on the street... Is Japan really a safe country now?

But...

Mage Xicheng...?

I always feel that this name is somewhat familiar.

Ichiro Asakawa subconsciously raised his head.

Then I saw the young man sitting in an office chair.

"Xicheng style!"

Ichiro Asakawa widened his eyes and opened his mouth wide.

He had no idea that he would meet Nishigi-shi again in this way.

"Mr. Asakawa, I am glad that you remember me. None of that matters, though. ”

Under the gaze of Ichiro Asakawa, Nishigi-shiki stood up abruptly, and then-

Boom!!!

The unimaginable pain hit the brain in an instant.

Ichiro Asakawa was sweating, his face was red, and his body was curled up in pain, lying on the ground in pain and moaning.

He barely opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was the pair of eyes that were entangled in the black aura of the forest.

Silent fear.

It was just an instant that overwhelmed the man who seemed to be very shrewd.

His teeth chattered with fear.

Ichiro Asakawa has never believed in something as mysterious as 'temperament'.

But just looking at Xicheng style, he felt that he was going to be beaten to death by the other party here in the next moment.

But Xicheng looked very calm, as if he hadn't done anything big just now.

"Where is Rina Asakawa now? Mr. Asakawa. ”

The steady sound of Xicheng's inquiry exploded in his ears.

This made Ichiro Asakawa react violently.

He stared at Xicheng Shi, pulling his mouth, and suddenly became emotional, and laughed:

"Rina... Rina... Are you talking about the wild seed that I don't know whose it is?! ”

His expression was maniac, his laughter was sharp and piercing, and he sounded extremely resentful:

"That wild seed! That wild seed that I don't know with whom I was born! The burden on me, damn it! Damn it! It hurts! ”

Ichiro Asakawa let out a cry of pain and covered his face.

He was completely stunned.

It seems that he didn't expect that at this time, Xicheng would raise his hand to hit him.

"Answer the question."

Nishigi didn't care about Asakawa Ichiro's mental activity, and just said in a calm tone.

Looking at Nishijo-shi's expression, Ichiro Asakawa couldn't hold back any longer.

"Don't think I'm going to give in!! You want to know where that wild species is, right? I won't tell you! ”

The resentment in his eyes overflowed, and his voice was torn and hoarse like a curse:

"I'm never going to tell you - it hurts!"

The curse-like voice was dispelled, and Ichiro Asakawa wailed, screaming as he was bruised and swollen from being beaten by Nishigi's fist.

"Don't fight anymore! I'll die if I fight any longer! Please, don't fight again! ”

He cried out in despair, full of regret.

Why did you have to install it just now...?

"I'm sorry! I'm telling you! I'll tell you all! Please, don't fight again! ”

"It's late." Xicheng Shi had a cold face and continued to move without hesitation.

Now do you know that you regret it?

It's late!

When you were singing big dramas and pretending to be tough, did you ever think that there would be such a time?

Do you really think reality is fiction? I'm sure I'll listen to you finish talking about the bitterness in your heart?