Finding this, Mu Su's expression was dazed, and he ran away without turning his head.

After that, Mu Su concocted the same method to stop several women one after another, they were either not interested, or thought it was a trap to refuse. Let Mu Su's plan to sell his ass have failed repeatedly.

Not far away, a dimly lit alley. A woman in a black suit silently observed Mu Su selling herself everywhere in the crowd, took a deep look, turned around and walked into an iron gate in the alley.

Inside the iron gate is a room. There are no windows, and the only light source is the TV, which is facing the couch. The room was beating brightly and darkly as the program was playing on the television.

On the sofa, she lazily leaned on a woman with a ponytail, her toes wrapped in black stockings were spread on the tea table in front of her, and four women in black suits stood straight behind the sofa, black sunglasses obscuring most of their expressions and looks.

Since it's Kabukicho, these people must be indispensable.

"Boss, there's a newcomer who doesn't understand the rules and is pulling people around."

"What's the matter?" The ponytail asked lazily.

"It's very eye-catching...... Haven't seen it. ”

"Somebody bring him over."

Behind the sofa, a figure in a suit followed out, and after a short time the two returned, behind them leading the people they said were soliciting customers everywhere.

"1,000 yen! As long as 1,000 yen, the boy high school student brought back ......" Before entering the door, Mu Su shouted, and when he saw that there were still four people in the room inside the door, his voice became quieter, and he said a little cowardly: "So many people...... But it's ...... to add money."

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up, and he became excited: "1,000 for one person,1,2,3...... 6,000 yen for 6 people. And I probably won't be able to handle it, but if you don't mind, I can use my hands and mouth. It's a big deal, I'll give you a 10% discount, and I'll want 5,000 yen. But let's say it first, only I stab people, not me, this is a matter of principle, let me tell you. But if you give more...... No, no, no matter how much you give, you can't give more. ”

Mu Su was calculating, and in the end, he fell into a tangle.

The repeated encounters made Mu Su's confidence frustrated, and the price dropped from 100,000 to 1,000.

At this price, pork is more expensive than what he sells.

"Shut up!"

Since Mu Su came, he kept talking, and the ponytail girl on the sofa was so noisy that she couldn't help but say.

"Don't worry about this, I don't usually scream." Mu Su promised seriously, and then he looked obscene and laughed a few times: "How can there be a reason to stab others themselves, hey, ......hey,

"You like to call it, don't you?" The ponytail girl clenched her fists, and a trace of cruelty rose on her beautiful face: "Okay, then I'm going to make you scream in pain." ”

"I'm sorry about that." Mu Su glared at the dead fish's eyes: "When I hurt it, I will only scream 'uh-ahh ”

"Boss, he has a point. Most people don't scream when they are in pain. One of his men bent over the woman's ear and chimed in.

"Get out! Mother, use you to say. She pushed her men's faces away and cursed. Xin said that he was angry with a man, and his tone couldn't help but be calmer: "Which store are you from, so ignorant of the rules." Red Pond Nimachi is not clear about the cover of my Tiger Wolf Temple. ”

"I'm an amateur." Mu Su said the few words that remained in his mind.

"Amateur?" The ponytail girl on the sofa looked Mu Su up and down: "It doesn't look like it...... But it doesn't matter, if you want to be this old lady, you can arrange a place for you. ”

"Then I'm really grateful to your eight-generation ancestors." Mu Su couldn't help but be happy: "Then I'll give you another eight percent discount, as long as 4,000." ”

I don't know why it's so awkward to complain and thank, or why is it not a 8000 percent discount of 6000 or 4000 The ponytail girl waved her hand and asked her subordinates to quickly take him away and send him over.

-At the same time, on the other side-

"What the hell is this game! I'm playing games to relax, not to do this damn job! ”

Jun Moxiao, who had an explosive mentality, slammed down the milk carton in his hand, and the roar and the sound of glass breaking attracted the consternation of customers in the store.

"This game is very different from other games, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is unique. It's impossible for any game to be enjoyed by everyone, though, so it's no surprise that some can't stand it. The blazing god who was carrying the packing box not far away said to Wen Xiang, who was tidying up the shelves on the side.

It's a pity that Mu Su is not here, if he is there, he will definitely praise the blazing god worthy of being a professional player, but the explosion of a player's mentality can lead to so many great truths.

"I'm sorry." Jun Moxiao also realized that his mentality was inexplicably impatient, he took a deep breath, spit it out, ignored the stunned customers and clerks, and said to the blazing god and smelling incense on the other side of the shelf: "I'll go outside to breathe." ”

As he spoke, he stepped across the ground and pushed the door open.

"He's probably not coming back." Wen Xiang stood on tiptoe and tilted his head, watching Jun Mo smile and disappear into the night through the gap in the shelves.

……

There are many kinds of custom shops, and the ponytail girl pushes to Mu Su is a delivery style custom shop, as the name suggests, it is the kind that comes to the door. So compared to the spicy-eyed photos of handsome men and pink neon signs on the long street outside, this custom shop tucked away in the alley looks bland. - There was even a car blocking the entrance of the store, as if it was afraid that customers would disturb it.

The yakuza woman who brought Makisu to the head of the custom shop, a middle-aged man wearing a loose haori and kneeling on a tatami mat at the front desk.

The gangsters here often recommend newcomers, so each custom shop has experience, and when they make sure that they are clean, they bargain with them. Gangsters don't do good deeds for free, and the benefits are indispensable.

The interior of the store is small, with a staircase leading to the second floor. Take-out custom shops don't need to stay in the store, so you can't see any extra people except the store manager.

Obviously, it involves the ownership of Mu Su, but no one asks Mu Su's plans. The two settled down on Mu Su with a word.

"For the first time?" After the gangster woman left, the store manager turned his head and asked Mu Su while looking.

"For the first time." Mu Su was very contrived and shy.

Mu Su is not handsome, but he is very white, very white.

Not a white white, but a pale white. A sick complexion is like never being in the sun. It is very eye-catching with black hair and black eyes.

The store manager looks up and down like a product, and there are some selling points, and there will be many women who are good at this.

Ding!

The computer on the low table in front of the tatami mat suddenly made a sound like a cash register, and a card popped up at the same time.

The store manager took it out, glanced down at it, and handed it to Mu Su.

"Mu Sujun, I'll leave it to you this time." The store manager handed the card to Makisu. It shows the guest's address and the service selected: "Ito's car is outside, let her take you, and she will explain some of the matters of our line on the way." ”

Mu Su trembled with excitement, finally! Finally fulfilled his lifelong wish!