Zenji Sato walked briskly towards the company in the flow of people, always careful of the wind and grass around him, quite a little surprised. If you're not careful, the company has been harassed by Yakuza recently, and yesterday a colleague was beaten into the hospital by thugs, and he didn't want to be the second.

A lot of people in the company left, and a lot stayed. Among those who remained, many chose to stay in the company overnight, and many were more courageous, but there were also those who needed to go home. Female members are the key protection objects, and the security guards who can be drawn out of the company are responsible for organizing them to act in teams every day to avoid accidents, while the male members form teams on their own, but because his home is relatively remote, he can only act alone, thinking that ordinary members like himself should not be targeted by Yakuza, and they should be fine!

Zenji Sato really likes SPM to invest in this company, after all, it is a conscientious company, with a high salary and good benefits, but when it comes to conflicts with the black club, he is still relatively empty. He hadn't fought with anyone since he was a child, and he instinctively wanted to stay away from conflict, just wanting to work hard.

It's a pity that it's too difficult to find a job, my newly married wife is pregnant again, there are a lot of mortgage bills and whatever, and the financial burden is relatively heavy. Of course, the sincere plea of the overseer of the peach palace did speak to people's hearts, and they couldn't just give up their desperate efforts in the past when it was a little dangerous.

Let's hold on and see how it goes!

Zenji Sato was careful all the way, left home early, changed the subway bus, and finally saw the office building where SPM investment was located from a distance, and he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, but it was safe today.

He walked three points faster with his briefcase, and he wanted to hurry to the company, where there were a bunch of security guards, and he was still relatively safe, but suddenly a person on the side of the road was crooked and collided with him. He was just a thin monkey with glasses, far less strong than the other party, and he was directly knocked to a stumbling side, and he couldn't stand still and sat on the ground.

He was shocked in his heart, and secretly said that it was not good, and he apologized directly without waiting to stand up: "I'm sorry, please forgive!"

The other party was a tall and strong man, shaved Yamamoto's head, wearing a gray and white sportswear, with a fierce face, looking down at him, and shouting angrily: "Why did you hit me!"

Sato Zenji looked at each other very innocently, and looked at seven or eight more people around him, and suddenly his heart was cold, and he was afraid that he would not be able to escape the poison.

But...... You can't use so many people to beat yourself, right?

His combat effectiveness is about equal to zero, although he is a man, but he can't even beat his wife, when he was in college, he was chased and beaten by the wife of the head of the kendo department in the school for a long time, and then the other party confessed that he didn't dare to refuse, and he got married in a daze, and now in the face of nearly ten strong men, it is really only the life of holding his head and being beaten.

In an instant, his mind flashed the face of the colleague who was beaten into the hospital yesterday, and thought that the company paid all the medical expenses, and it was considered a work injury, and he received 10 million condolences at a time, and he was immediately relieved that he could receive a salary for almost a year after being beaten, which was not too much of a loss.

He was very conscious, knowing that it was useless to argue and lie at this time, the other party was deliberately trying to find fault, and he didn't stand up, and confirmed that the other party was not holding a murder weapon such as a sharp blade, a bat, and a chain, so he directly hugged his head and shrank into a ball, saying that you should fight, but please don't slap your face.

The seven or eight big men were not polite, and immediately surrounded him in the middle to form a small circle, and the airtight beating must also be fast, otherwise the police will come soon, and there will always be idlers who will call the police.

Surrounded in the middle, Zenji Sato couldn't see the outside at all, trembling but not begging for mercy. He has no strength but his intelligence is okay, and he knows that begging for mercy is useless, so he simply doesn't take the humiliation on himself.

However, the imaginary scolding and punching and kicking did not come immediately, but a pair of powerful hands helped him up and let him sit on the ground, only to see that the big man who hit him just now had a "gentle" face, knelt directly in front of him, and sneered: "It's SPM's Sato-san, right?"

Zenji Sato didn't know why, so he bowed his head and said, "Yes, I'm Zenji Sato, a member of the Internal Affairs Department of SPM Investment, and it's the first time we've met, so please take care of me." ”

The big man also hurriedly bowed his head and saluted, lowered his voice but said very clearly: "I'm Spo Kojiro from the Kitayoshimen Group, and I'm really sorry for causing trouble to Sato-san this time." ”

"Ah...... This, no, nothing, yes, it's me, I accidentally bumped into Big Brother Spo. "Ito Zenji is a little confused, is this going to apologize first and then hit someone? I heard that the rules of the Yakuza are quite big, and they can't even throw cigarette butts in public places, but this is also ......

"Whereever, we caused trouble for Sato-san! and...... Please don't panic. Spo Kojiro raised his hand, and the two of them were surrounded by big men who suddenly scolded angrily. Spo Kojiro pressed Zenji Sato, who almost jumped up, and comforted him repeatedly, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's just a cover-up, and the situation is a little complicated now." ”

Time was limited, and Spo Kojiro didn't dare to delay for too long, so under the cover of the scolding of his companions around him, he lowered his voice and said, "Sato-san, our Kitayoshimen group, please, please remember this name." We, the Beijimen Group, have no intention of being your enemy. We are just a small community, we have a small plot of land in Hashimoto Lane, Shinjuku, and we have to be attached to Yamashita Gumi and Kanyoshi Nakajima-sama, and there are some things that we just can't do as we are told, and they are not at all out of our intention...... We also have to live, Sato-san, do you understand?"

"This ...... I can understand. "Zenji Sato kind of understands, the other party was forced to come by another big club.

Spo Kojiro was relieved: "It's good that you can understand, this is really thankful!" He said as he took out a bulging oversized white envelope from his arms and stuffed it into Sato Zenji's hand, and said warmly: "Sato-san, this is a little careful, please be sure to accept it, it is a million cash and our VIP card of the Kitajimen Group, if you come to Hashimoto Lane to play in the future, you can get the priority of nomination with this card, If you are not satisfied with the service, you can come to us at any time with the card to complain, we will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation, absolutely let you play comfortable...... Alas, our ability is limited, we can only provide these, and we can't make up for the grievances you have suffered, so please don't refuse, please go back and explain to your superiors the helplessness of our Beijimen group, I am here to make amends to you on behalf of our group leader! I'm sorry, please forgive me!"

Sato Zenji was completely blinded, pinching the envelope and not knowing whether to return it Hashimoto Alley is a small flower street, although it is not famous, it is also a standard custom place, the money is easy to say, but this VIP card is going to be taken back, and his wife knows that he will not take a bamboo knife to cut off his head!

Besides, why do you want to give yourself money? These Yakuza's consciences are so good?

He only felt that his throat was dry and his mind was blank, but for the first time in his life, he was surrounded by gangsters and did not dare to go against their will, so he had to put the white envelope into his arms, and said hesitantly: "Yes, I understand what you mean, so what should I do now?"

Spo Kojiro's expression became more gentle, and he said sincerely: "Sato-san doesn't need to do anything, just help us say a few good words to the Kitayoshimen group, we have no intention of hurting you, everything is just forced to be helpless, you just need to go back and explain this, don't retaliate against us, we are very grateful." ”

Sato Zenji didn't understand it even more, he didn't think he had the ability to take revenge on these black people, but at the moment this situation was obviously better than being beaten, at least he didn't feel that his personality was insulted.

He nodded in a daze, and Spo Kojiro apologized, took out the blood bag and wiped it on his face, and politely took off his glasses and smashed them, while observing Sato Zenji's facial expression, seeing that he was not angry, he was slightly relieved, and emphasized again in a low voice: "Please call a few performances, cooperate with us, and then you can go back to SPM." Also, please ask Sato-san to just explain it to his boss...... Sato-san, we in the Kitayoshimen group can't afford to offend anyone, so please understand a little. ”

Spo Kojiro knelt down to apologize amid the shouting and scolding around him, and then saw Sato Zenji nodded in a daze, then he stood up and shouted angrily: "Call me!"

The strong men around immediately pounced together, holding down Sato Zenji and "beating" it, his mouth shouted angrily, his arms were slashed, and when he fell on Sato Zenji, he was as gentle as a cat's fist, and Persian Kojiro shouted with a fierce face: "Idiot, why did you beat you, you know in your heart, I told you what to do just now, go back and make it clear to your people, there is no good end to continuing to resist!"

He shouted twice, looked around and then stuck his head in the crowd and whispered to Zenji Sato, who was holding his head and "screaming in pain": "I'm sorry, Sato-san, you can run." As he spoke, he ripped off Zenji Sato's suit again, making him a mess.

At this time, two security patrolmen in the distance ran over, and seeing the chaos here, they hurriedly blew the whistle to stop these gangsters from continuing to commit murder, while Persian Kojiro shouted and the people of the Kitayoshimon group scattered together, and Sato Zenji also rolled over like a rabbit with an arrow in the ass and climbed up and rushed towards SPM investment.

He hadn't figured out what was going on.

When the two security policemen arrived at the scene, they were a little confused, it was normal for the perpetrator to run away, and it was the first time I saw this victim running faster than the perpetrator.

They shouted loudly to identify themselves, asking Sato Zenji to stop, and Sato Zenji was chased and beaten by his wife Gao Gao and University for a total of seven years, and his combat effectiveness was not good, and he fled directly back to the office building where SPM was invested.

He looked very embarrassed now, causing an exclamation all the way, and he didn't dare to take the elevator during the rush hour, so he turned directly to the fireproof stairwell, ready to walk upstairs.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, he wiped a handful of "blood" on his face and smelled it, and found that the blood actually had the sweet smell of tomatoes, which was very sticky and a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't take care of these at this time, so he took out his mobile phone and took a look at it, and found that the caller number was a string of zeros......

He leaned against the stairwell and gasped, hesitated for a moment but picked up the phone, only to hear a cute child's voice inside ask, "Sato, what happened just now?"

"Are you ......" Sato was a little confused, he had never heard this little girl's voice before.

"In honorifics, rude fellow, I'm at a higher level than you! Forget it, I'm the head of the SPM Investment Growth Office, you can call me Kako-sama! Now tell me what happened. "There are currently three monitoring ranges that Kako can control for a long time, and the most important thing is naturally Nana Hoshino's kennel, in case Kanyoshi Nakajima's dog jumps off the wall in a hurry to go crazy to sneak attack or set fire, and the other is around Kanyoshi's nest and near SPM investment.

It's not that they don't want to control a larger range, but the computing power, especially the information transmission channel, can no longer support more. Although the monitoring near SPM investment is the weakest, Kako still found out that Zenji Sato was beaten for no reason, and found out what was strange about it.

Sato Zenji felt that everything this morning could not be speculated by common sense, Yakuza looked gentle and polite, and the legendary voice on the mobile phone sounded that the other party was at most seven or eight years old, but it turned out to be a ministerial-level figure?

However, when he couldn't be sure of the truth, he still chose to believe it, so as not to offend his superiors: "It turned out to be Lord Xiangzi, ah no, it's Minister Xiangzi, and the thing is like this......" He told the matter as it was, and also honestly explained the matter of receiving the money.

After a moment of silence on the phone, Kako asked again: "Sato, do you want to hold them accountable for their rude offense to you?" If you want to pursue it, you can say it directly, you are Yoshihara-san's subordinate, and Yoshihara-san will administer justice for you. ”

Sato Zenji's personality is very gentle, otherwise it would be impossible to marry a savage wife, tried it again, and found that he didn't seem to be hurt except for losing his glasses and dirty clothes, and said hesitantly: "The other party apologized, and I'm fine, so I don't have to pursue it, right?"

The other party is all seated, I feel sincere enough, it doesn't seem good to sue them again, more things are better than less things. However, he was a little moved, he was not outstanding in the company, he belonged to an absolute little person, but he didn't expect to be paid attention to by the president, and the attention of the president's office represented the attention of the president, right?

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. ”

Kako was noncommittal and replied, "So be it!"

"Wait a minute, Minister Kako, then the money and ...... I received"

"You keep it, and then go buy a suit. Kako replied after asking for instructions, and then cut off the call directly. Zenji Sato pinched the thick envelope in his arms, shook his head, found a bathroom, and began to clean himself briefly, which can be regarded as a report to his superiors, right?

On the other hand, Spo Kojiro and these people are habitual offenders in fights, and they quickly got rid of the vigilantes all the way. Of course, it was also the public security police who did not call for reinforcements and chased for their lives, after all, it was a street fight, and the victim ran faster than a rabbit, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured, it was not a big case, if it was such a big case, dozens of police officers would have to be recruited, and more than ten police cars would be surrounded in front and back, and it would not be enough for the more than 40,000 police officers of the Metropolitan Police Department to be cut into eight pieces.

Kojiro Spo and his companions fled back to the Aisuke at the entrance of Hashimoto Lane, which is the old bustard's place. There are often this thing at the entrance of Flower Street, which is mainly to introduce the special services of each store in Flower Street to customers who have just come to make it easier to choose, and also provide valet parking, drunk driving, storage of valuables and lost and found services, etc., which is the place to deal with messy chores.

The stronghold of the Kitajimen Group is here. Their main job is to be stationed here to prevent other ruffians from entering it and extort the shops in this street, and at the same time regulate the industry ethics here, respond to the complaints of customers who come to play, and clean up the unscrupulous bastards here, such as trying to make immortals jump and ruin the reputation of this place, and they will be the first to kill the harm before the police arrive.

They sit here and draw their heads, what they want is a long stream, and the customers who come to play are all food and clothing, and they must protect and entertain well, which is a part of the gray industry chain. Of course, they also have to make offerings to the Yamashita group, and if necessary, they are driven by the Yamashita group, which can be regarded as a peripheral organization of the Yamashita group.

Kojiro Spo first drank a few large bowls of red bean soup to quench his thirst, and then reported to the head of the group, Kitayoshimonyoshi: "The head of the group, the matter is done." ”

"Did you find out that the people of the Yamashita Group were spying on us? Did you make it clear? Do you sincerely ask for help? Will the other party target us?" The worried look on Kitajimonliang's face was very obvious, and he asked again and again. The current situation is that the gods are fighting, the fox fairies are suffering, and the Yamashita Group and the large community in Kansai have entered a state of wrestling, and a small community like them has become cannon fodder.

It's no wonder that he was worried, the last time the great battle within Yakuza took place at the time of the change of the general leader, it had been almost ten years. At that time, it was really a bloody storm, in order to compete for the position of the leader, there was a street slashing, the government dispatched more than 4,000 police officers to barely suppress it, only in the last battle on the surface, more than 70 people died, more than 2,000 were injured, secretly assassinated each other, sneak attacks do not know how many died, and then it attracted a three-year crackdown period of the Metropolitan Police Department...... It didn't feel good this time.

Although the interests involved don't seem to cause great turmoil in the Yakuza group, even a small group like him can't stand the fact that so many people died yesterday, and he will be scared to pee if he is assigned to the front line today, okay?

Spo Kojiro sat down on the couch and affirmed, "No problem, Kumito." Even if the Yamashita group is watching, they won't be able to find out, and I've already knelt down and begged the other party to explain our hardships, and the other party should forgive us. ”

Beiji Menliang did not dare to be as confident as his cronies, and the SPM side was not very like a reasonable person, and his actions were very barbaric and rude. He secretly complained in his heart that Nakajima Kanyoshi was full of food and could afford to provoke this group of killers, everyone just made money honestly, now the economy is sluggish, but you can always find fat sheep if you look for it, why do you have to touch the big hedgehog, even if you touch you, you have to be ruthless enough, the other party kills people without scruples, and you also kill them!

He complained in his stomach, but he honestly took out his mobile phone, pulled out the number, waited for a while, and said respectfully: "Qi Chuan, the matter has been done." ”

Qi Chuan Sanping was sitting in a car, not far from the stronghold of the Beijimen Group, and said politely with a smile: "It's really hard Beijimen Sang, is it going well?"

"Yes, it went very well, gave a stern warning, and beat the other party to his knees and begged for mercy,"

"Very well, gather all your men and don't run around. ”

"Yes, I understand. However, if the other party ......"

Qi Chuan Sanping had no intention of talking much about this kind of low-level cannon fodder, hung up the phone directly, turned his head to the Tsuchiya next to him and ordered: "They will be here soon, and I tell everyone to be vigilant, and this time we must catch the other party's killer...... The other side may have spies to reach the observation target first, and anyone with suspicious deeds must keep an eye on it!"

He checked it carefully, the other party is retaliating in chronological order, and at this time in the morning, he only arranged the group of people from the Beijimen group to provoke the SPM, thinking that the killers of the other party will soon come to the door, and then as long as they catch someone, they must find out the mastermind behind the scenes, they don't want to carry out the same bloody revenge now, but they can't find who to retaliate against.

Yamashita Gumi's Nakajima team, the regional executive of Tokyo's Minami-Naka District, surrounded this area from afar, setting up a net and waiting to catch the SPM killer.

Kitaji Menliang respectfully waited for the sound of "beep" in the mobile phone before slapping the mobile phone on the table, and couldn't help but curse the two bastards Nakajima Kanyoshi and Qi Chuan Sanpei, if they hadn't defended themselves, they would have been pitted!

He scolded in his stomach, and he didn't even dare to scold out loud, and the Yamashita group had been building up for a long time, and he didn't have the courage to resist openly. If he played these tricks and spread them, the Yamashita Group would also kill him, and he was really looking forward to Nakajima Kanyoshi killing someone quickly.

It's just that after a few words, the mobile phone rang again, and he hurriedly grabbed it in his hand, thinking that it was Qi Chuan Sanping, the dog-headed military advisor, who had another order, but soon found that the other party's number was very strange. He immediately had an ominous premonition, and carefully picked it up, only to hear a very magnetic male voice coming from inside, "Kitayoshimen, I'm Naoto Yoshiwara, should you say something to me?"

Beiji Jimen Liang Huo Ran got up and said in surprise: "Yoshihara...... Yoshihara, hello!" This name has been spread all over their group in the past few days, this is the person who clashed head-on with Kanyoshi Nakajima, ruthless and ruthless, and countless unjust souls behind him heard that he was a murderer from Kansai, and a national-level wanted felony who changed his name and surname.

The shadow of the famous tree of the person, just looking at the group leader who was not weaker than him in the list of dead and disabled, Beiji Menliang couldn't calm down at all and found the door so quickly, this is really ...... I really don't want to mess with people like you.

In the face of this kind of legendary ruthless person who found the door, he couldn't stand steadily, for fear that he would be sniped in the next moment, and his head was dripping with sweat and trembling...... I'm just a very small person, and sometimes I don't have a choice at all, so ...... Please, please......"

"Don't worry, I understand your difficulties, and your men are doing well, the owner forgives you...... But I want an explanation, I can't make people think that the person you hit me was unharmed, can you understand what I mean?" Naoto Yoshihara is also not far from Kitayoshimonyoshi, and in the back kitchen on the first floor of his agency, the door of the microwave oven is open, and there are a lot of people here, and there are two microwave ovens and an oven in the kitchen, and it seems that life is quite enjoyable.

As soon as Beiji Menliang heard the explanation, his face showed a ruthless and bitter face, gritted his teeth and pulled out a paper cutter, and said loudly: "I understand, Ji Yuan!" As he spoke, he held the mobile phone between his shoulders, stuffed the tail finger of his left hand under the paper cutter and exerted everything, and immediately cut off the tail finger Qi Gen, gritted his teeth and said again: "I apologize to you, Ji Yuan, please forgive me for my rudeness......"

Naoto Yoshihara stuffed the small microwave oven with canned natto, and the large microwave oven stuffed the aluminum canned Coke, and then stuffed the watermelon into the oven, and asked with a smile, "Listen to this movement, is it a finger?"

"Yes, that's it...... Are you satisfied?"

When Naoto Yoshihara ordered the microwave and oven, he chuckled, "I'm satisfied." Then he left the window, and dragged the chef who had just been knocked unconscious out, his voice turned cold, "Enclose a letter of apology, and send the severed finger to SPM!"

"Yes!" Beijimen's conscience was relieved, and it seemed that his fingers didn't hurt anymore. He listened to Naoto Yoshihara hang up the call, sat down on the chair, clutched his severed finger tightly on the wound, and gasped violently.

Just over ten meters away from him, Naoto Yoshihara walked silently like a huge cat, and there was a dissatisfied voice in his ears: "This person is not a good person, is it just that?"

With the help of Kako, Naoto Yoshiwara picked a blind spot and returned to the street, walking according to the route marked in the contact lens, and said with a smile: "This is a smart person, and he gave an explanation, so this matter will end here...... Hoshino, it doesn't matter if he's a good guy or a bad guy with us, he has given face, and if we have to kill him, we'll be unreasonable. That's it!"

Nana Hoshino had to argue a few words, but Naoto Yoshihara had already spoken first, "We've argued about this kind of thing a few times, didn't you say that you would listen to me this time......?" Ready to get started!"