Time, 8:20.

"Please walk slowly, Miss Miyamoto."

Ginza, in front of a quaint and elegant pavilion, drunken famous businessmen are bidding farewell to Meidong. A total of two sedans were parked across the street, a South Korean Hyundai with a modest exterior and a refined interior, and a Bentley sports car with a snow-white crystal and graceful curve.

"Please go home early and rest, Mr. Park."

Midong was talking nonsense in a serious way, cursing this kimchi-loving guy to death, and got into his car with a smile on his face. It's not that she has an evil mind, it's really that this Korean likes to take advantage of her loopholes too much, and he has to get a piece of the pie in a business that shouldn't belong to him, and he wants to be beautiful!

"However, if this is an opportunity to break into the Korean business world, it doesn't matter if it is lost. However, what else is there in South Korea now, I'm afraid it's just the shipbuilding industry and the entertainment industry, is there enough room for investment? ”

Mei Dong has not been poured into this person's ecstasy soup, the objective situation is one of them, her elite business negotiation ability is one of them, and more importantly, she has more important things to be busy with tonight. For example, just now, she received a call from Futaba, but it was inconvenient to get through, so she replied by email to reassure her.

Of course, as the most basic means of security, neither she nor Futaba made it clear.

With that, she began to drive towards her destination.

The warehouse in the port area is always brightly lit, the doors are always closed, and the sound insulation is good.

"Good morning."

Mozi looked at the man in front of him calmly, and opened his mouth to say, "Tokugawa-san, you've been sleeping all night, you know?" ”

As the words fell, she winked playfully at Futaba.

The latter looked at the time on the phone and watched Mozi talking nonsense.

"Palace...... The voice...... Not! ”

The chair fell to the ground, Tokugawa's eyes were blindfolded, his mouth was gagged, his body was tied, and he was kicked to the ground by Gao Hui at this time.

"Gao Hui-chan."

Mozi frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "How can you be so rude to Tokugawa-san, hurry up and help him up." ”

Gao Hui looked down at the old man: "I'm sorry, Miss Moko, I'm sorry, Mr. Tokugawa." ”

With that, she grabbed the chair, lifted it up with one arm, and returned to the ground steadily. Poor Tokugawa was tied up, his eyes were even more blindfolded, and he didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly felt the excitement of a roller coaster and immediately called out.

"What a fart!"

Gao Hui roared angrily and kicked him to the ground again.

Then Mozi frowned again: "Gao Hui-chan, how can you be so rude to Tokugawa-san, hurry up and help him up." ”

Gao Hui looked down at the old man: "I'm sorry, Miss Moko, I'm sorry, Mr. Tokugawa." ”

With that, she grabbed the chair, lifted it up with one arm, and returned to the ground steadily. Poor Tokugawa was tied up, his eyes were even more blindfolded, and he didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly felt the excitement of a roller coaster and immediately called out.

"Call a ......"

That's it, that's it, the family Futaba stood next to him, trying to hold back a smile the whole time. It's really over and over again, kicking to help up, kicking to help up, and then kicking to help up, Mozi and Gao Hui, who don't even bother to change their lines, just repeat it over and over again.

"What a fart!"

"Gao Hui-chan, how can you be so rude to Tokugawa-san, hurry up and help him up."

"I'm sorry, Moko-san, I'm sorry, Mr. Tokugawa."

"Enough of you......"

When this reincarnation lasted to the 10,086th time, Futaba finally couldn't hold back anymore: "You guys are really enough." ”

"Yo, what am I missing?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the warehouse was suddenly opened, and while the roller shutter door was running, a tall and beautiful figure appeared there, and walked into the room with graceful steps.

"Hey, what's going on with this old man?"

Aoyama Midong pressed the switch with a smile and closed the door: "Gao Huichan, why did he fall, you quickly help him up." ”

"I'm sorry, Mito-san, I'm sorry, Mr. Tokugawa."

And then it was the same set again, but fortunately, this time, let Tokugawa hum and chirp, Gao Hui didn't add another sentence of "call a fart".

"Midong~"

At the same moment, Mozi had already pounced on her with a smile, and Milk Yan kissed the corner of Mei Dong's mouth like a forest: "You can be counted as back, that Korean didn't treat you well, right?" ”

Midong nodded vigorously: "Of course, a skinny guy who grew up eating kimchi, how strong can he kick and fly!" ”

After speaking, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Tokugawa in the clearing.

Now it is the cold winter wax moon, or even a whole month later, it should be the time of the arrival of the Chinese New Year, and the weather is still very early from the first warm and cold. This is the warehouse of the wharf again, even if the warehouse is windy, but how high can the temperature be, don't you see that everyone is dressed thickly?

So Midong said: "Wow, it's worthy of being an athlete who has to run every night, and he's in good shape!" ”

The trousers, this is the only thing left in Tokugawa's body now, and all the other clothes were stripped by Gao Hui, and they were tied to the chair in this posture. Poor old guy has been kicked down countless times, his head has already been swallowed, and his body is swollen and embarrassed, and there is even saliva at the corner of his mouth!

"What...... Who'......"

"Two ...... Two voices? ”

Miyamoto ...... Miss ......"

It's rare that this old guy has such good ears, not only can he hear the exact same voice of the two girls, but he also knows the identity completely, but he is inevitably confused for a while. However, Midong didn't plan to find fault with him immediately, but beckoned Gao Hui over and whispered to her.

"Our emotion controller, don't do it again last time, haven't you tried it? Haven't used it on him yet? ”

"When you're away, Futaba and Moko-sama have been using it to induce worry and fear. This improved version has proven to work well, and is best suited for interrogation in a gear like fear. ”

Midong looked suspiciously at the two women.

"Hmm...... Hehe. ”

Futaba didn't say anything, just smiled and looked at the end of the warehouse.

There, a huge piece of equipment converted into a roadbed amplifier is apparently still on power. This is the second generation of the emotion control instrument, Midong took three steps forward, operated the touch screen interface to watch the operation record, and sure enough, this instrument was repeatedly used by the two women in the moment before Tokugawa was sent.

Midong rolled her eyes.

"You two, just turn the gear to 'Desire for Love' for me, and then open a tofu shop here!?"