Knock knock!

"It's not going to grow well! Something happened in the store. ”

……

By the time Yuan Longhai arrived at the headquarters of the Kowloon Society, the other presidents had already arrived.

"Did you do it?"

As soon as he entered the room, he rushed to a young man with a visual kei sitting in the second seat on the seat.

"Source! What are you doing? ”

The scene suddenly became very delicate, because there were only four people who came up to pull the frame, two of them were obviously pulling the frame, and the other three people were standing aside with their arms crossed, completely looking like they were watching a good show.

And the young man who was pulled by Yuan Longhai's collar didn't have any change in his expression at all, just waited for Yuan Longhai to let go of his hand and then straightened his collar and looked at him with a cold face.

"Why do you come up like a mad dog and bite me, be careful that I pull out all your dog teeth."

"Liu Longren! Lao Tzu killed you! ”

"Then you can try it, I'll wait for you!"

In the face of Liu Longren's cold words, Long Hai was almost angry, and just as he was trying to break free from the restraints and wanted to rush over to teach the guy a good lesson, a low shout suddenly came from the main seat.

"Stop it!"

Hearing the voice, everyone turned their heads to look, and it turned out that they didn't know when there was a person wearing the red armor of the Takeda family sitting on the main seat.

He held a fan in his hand and a katana at his waist, and his voice came from behind the mask of the fierce god, and his appearance brought the chaos to an end.

"What a system! Get back to your place. ”

"Yes!"

Even Yuan Longhai, who was so angry just now, had to retreat cautiously in front of this armor, and the other people intertwined their eyes with each other, and the expressions on their faces were intriguing.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Head! Last night, Liu Longren ......"

"Enough! Long Hai, let the old man talk about it. ”

Seeing that Yuan Longhai was so excited, the old man beside him interrupted him with a voice.

"President Fujimori!"

"Don't you listen to the old man's words!!"

Gen Longhai wanted to say something more, but Fujimori Ryusheng's eyes that looked like he were about to fall asleep suddenly opened angrily, as if a tiger that was about to fall asleep was suddenly awakened by something, and no one dared to look at him directly in those compelling eyes.

"I ......"

Seeing this, Yuan Longhai was directly defeated and shrank back to the back of his seat. While the others looked at Fujimori Ryuyu, their eyes were much more complicated.

"This old guy is really pretending to show us on weekdays, this time there is such a big thing in Yuan Longhai, I see if he can still bear it."

"Since the money in the organization is lost, let them raise money to fill the hole by themselves, I think they can make money on weekdays, anyway, I don't see any of the money."

In addition to the worried business faction and the main battle faction blowing their beards and glaring on the sidelines, the rest are the extremely evil factions who are obviously watching the excitement. Unlike them, the three members of the Extreme Evil Sect were exchanging glances with each other, as if discussing what was going to happen next.

"Anyway, here's how it ......"

Fujimori Ryusheng narrowed slightly to reveal his drowsy look, while the others looked at the other place with their hands in their hands.

"According to you, the white-faced man came out to make trouble last night?"

After listening to Fujimori Ryusheng's words, the dragon king sitting on the main seat spoke.

"That's right, Chief."

"Hoo ......"

A deep sigh could be heard from behind the mask, but then followed by a slap on the thigh.

"Bastard !!"

"Hey!"

This sudden thunder on the ground made everyone who was still thinking about it sit upright at once, and they didn't dare to make those small movements again.

"What a system! This is the first time that this kind of thing has happened to a guy wearing a mask.

Plus the inuzuka who was killed by that sword demon before, what the hell are you eating! It's all a bunch of rubbish. ”

"Hey!"

Although the general purpose was very excessive, none of the people present dared to stand up and refute him. After all, this boss is not a vegetarian.

"Kurosaki-kun, I'll leave the matter to you about that white-faced man. I don't want to hear anything about the white-faced man again, can you understand. ”

"Hey!"

Kurosaki Junlong, who is almost seventy, is dressed in a simple black kimono, obviously an old man, but compared with Fujimori, who is not confused at the same age, he seems to be much more energetic.

Having personally experienced the evolution of RB Jidao from the peak to the bottom, as a complete evil party of the old times in the Heisei era, he still can't forget those glorious years, so the current Kowloon Club can be established He has made a lot of efforts in it.

Of course, he also found the most suitable place for himself.

"That's good! The most important thing now is to get back the lost money first, and ......"

The general manager pointed the fan in his hand at the portrait of Kowloon hanging on the wall of the room.

"The Kowloon Club is not easy to set up, so that everyone can have a decent pomp, I hope you can cherish everything in front of you, after all, compared to before, everyone here is much better than at that time."

Everyone looked at each other and bowed solemnly towards the general eye.

"Hey!"

……

Shota didn't know what he had done last night, and he was still a little worried about the half bag of money left in the room.

Yesterday, he rushed all the way into the small vault hidden by Gen Longhai on the second floor, and Shota was suddenly stunned when he saw the money in the safe. It was impossible to be tempted in the face of that kind of accumulation, and he didn't know what he was thinking at the time, so he actually sent all the money back.

But on the way back, he regretted it!

The identity of the white-faced person was created by him on a whim, but it wasn't until things were a little out of his control that there was no way to derive the existence of the sword demon.

Shota didn't want to be a hero, because he knew that the real meaning of a hero was not how he was born, but how he should die.

The moment he came up with the identity of the Sword Demon, he suddenly understood a truth, what else could be more exciting than being separated from good and evil.

He wants to remain here as the messenger of justice in Nagoya City, and the messenger of justice never needs to do these things for money.

So last night, Shota sent the stolen money to the homeless people on the streets, as well as orphanages and other charities, because he relied on walking, so when it was dawn, he still had the small half bag of money in front of him.

Sitting in the corner, Shota looked at the black bag with some distraction, and after a few hesitations, he picked up the phone and dialed a number with an expressionless face.

"Come to me! Right now...... Right away! ”

By the time Yoshizawa arrived, Shota was already asleep in the corner, not knowing how she opened the door, or if Shota already knew about it but he didn't want to bother with it.

"Did you go out again last night! Now there is a rumor of madness outside, and they are all talking about white-faced people...... Yes!!! ”

As soon as he entered the room, Yoshizawa's mouth was like a machine gun, and Shota looked at her a little weakly, until she was frightened by the money in the living room.

"What's going on, these are ......"

Yoshizawa instinctively wanted to pounce on the money, but when she saw Shota's somewhat haggard expression, she instantly reacted, rushed over and grabbed him, carefully checking whether there were any injuries on his body.

"How are you, why do you want to do such a dangerous thing again."

Do men still need to ask for reasons for engaging in dangerous things, Shota gave her a blank look, and then pointed to the half bag of money.

"You can take these things, whether it is charity, funding poor students, opposing domestic violence, protecting women's rights and interests, in short, I want you to use all this money in the name of doing good deeds."

"What...... What!! ”