Shinjuku-ku, Kabukicho, nightclub

As Aiko Fuyutsuki finished singing the first song, the stage was instantly filled with tulips. This heap is not an exaggerated rhetorical device, but a real heap. Aiko Fuyutsuki looked at the tulips all over the ground, and there was not even a place to stay. Helpless, she could only take off her small leather shoes and step on the tulips with her bare feet, and stepping on the gifts of the guests with her shoes was a great disrespect to the guests, which she still knew well.

The manager on the side glanced at the number of tulips on the stage, according to his years of work experience, the number of tulips on it should be more than two thousand, not to mention a thousand bunches. Although Aiko Fuyutsuki's eyes were not as vicious as they had experienced, she also knew that she must have qualified, and patted her chest with peace of mind. Because she can continue to work here for another month, the money she has saved in another month should be enough.

Gradually, the number of tulips thrown on the stage began to slowly decrease, and the waiters were still keeping track of the number of tulips purchased by customers, while sorting everyone to find out the customers who had bought the most tulips tonight. Aiko Fuyutsuki is also curious about which guest it is, and is guessing what song the guest will let her sing at night. Until now, she just thought that the guests were just competing to give out tulips just to hear her sing alone, and she couldn't guess that the group of men in the audience wanted to strip her naked and sing all night long.

"Huh?"

Aiko Fuyutsuki suddenly found that the old man who usually came to deliver a rose every day was not there, but she didn't think much about it. Maybe the old man is tired of her, no matter how popular she is, there will inevitably be a few people who choose to "empathize and don't fall in love".

Bang!

While waiting for the waiters to count the number of tulips, the door of the nightclub was violently pushed open.

"A thousand bouquets of tulips!"

Aiko Dongyue looked up, it was the old man!

Wind Demon Kotaro panted and walked into the hall of the nightclub, dressed exceptionally formally today, no longer the flower shirt of the past, but a black formal suit. Aiko Fuyutsuki didn't understand the brands of those suits, but she could see that it must be an expensive suit, and it was rumored that the old man was so suitable and decent. Although his body was covered with sweat and some dust stuck to his formal clothes, it did not prevent the old man from showing some completely different temperament from the past.

"One thousand and one hundred bunches!"

A man stood up and said, squinting at Kotaro Kazema with disdain in his eyes.

Like most of the men present, he has long been unaccustomed to the style of the wind demon Kotaro, and every time he sends roses, he must be the last one. Today too, you must rush to the end of the tipping session, which is really disgusting high-profile behavior.

"Fifteen hundred bunches." Kotaro Kazema took out a long-cut cigar from the pocket of his suit, lit it, and took a sip.

"Eighteen hundred!" The man was unwilling to lose to the wind demon Kotaro and shouted.

"Two thousand five hundred bunches." Wind Demon Kotaro raised his eyebrows and continued to increase the price.

"Two thousand eight hundred bunches!"

The man didn't seem to care about the small amount of money, and the crowd erupted in cheers, chanting for the man against the old man who had upset them.

"Four thousand bunches." Wind Demon Kotaro still didn't give in, and it seemed that he was bound to win this matter.

"Five thousand bunches!" There was a hint of murder in the man's eyes, and he glared at Kotaro the Wind Demon, but he understood that he couldn't stir up trouble in this nightclub, so he could only endure it, gritting his teeth and continuing to increase the price.

Wind Demon Kotaro put the cigar in his mouth in his hand and looked at Aiko Fuyutsuki on the stage: "Forget it, I don't want to waste time with you." 20,000 bunches. If you can continue to add more, I don't mind raising it by tens of thousands. ”

Wind Demon Kotaro's words hit everyone's hearts like a thunderbolt, and they couldn't imagine that this old man had such a huge fortune. You know, a bouquet of tulips in this nightclub is as high as 1,000 yen a bouquet, and 20,000 tulips is 20 million yen (almost more than 1 million TB)!

"Old fellow, are you crazy? Do you have that much money? The man questioned in a loud voice, pulling over a waiter and snapping out, "I ask you to verify if this old thing can come up with so much money." ”

The manager who was observing in the dark hurriedly walked to the center of the nightclub's inquiry, but he knew a little bit about the identity of this old man, and he could pat the boss on the head, but the boss had to sit there honestly and let him beat and scold the old man, and the whole of Japan was afraid that there would not be a few, and the prime minister might not have this face.

But he knew it was useless, the other customers didn't know, and the waiters didn't know, if he bumped into this adult, then he would be affected if he didn't do it.

"Ahem, I can prove that this big" Feeling the threatening gaze of the Wind Demon Kotaro, the manager quickly changed his words, "This old gentleman has enough financial resources to pay for the cost of these 20,000 bunches of tulips." ”

The man frowned, but didn't think much of it, thinking that the old man might be a relative or friend of the manager, but he would never allow himself to lose to an old fellow in this regard.

"My Hojo family will not easily admit defeat since the ancestor Hakumo Gong, even in the face of Uesugi Kenshin's 100,000 army, or the clan government in the face of hundreds of thousands of Toyotomi troops, they have never admitted defeat!"

The man shouted: "I, the Hojo Foundation, will never lose to you this old thing!" 50,000 bouquets of tulips! ”

The man's voice made waves in the crowd, and the descendants of the Daimyo Hojo family during the Warring States period, the Hojo Foundation, these two messages combined with one person are no less powerful than the prime minister.

You must know that the Hojo Foundation is so rich that even the Japanese government will apply for a loan from the Hojo Foundation when it is in financial difficulties. And the three generations of the Hojo Foundation, this one is obviously the son of the Hojo Foundation!

The crowd erupted in cheers, after all, everyone was not used to the style of this disgusting old man, and this time he finally ran into a hard stubble.

Wind Demon Kotaro didn't speak, didn't raise the price, just closed his eyes.

Seeing that Wind Demon Kotaro was silent, the man thought that Wind Demon Kotaro had finally confessed, so he arrogantly walked up to him and mocked: "What's the point of an old guy like you coming here?" Do you think you can still lift a gun? Go back and buy a videotape and hide in the quilt and masturbate, hahahahaha! ”

The crowd erupted in laughter, and everyone was planning to watch the Wind Demon Kotaro come out of the way, except for Aiko Fuyutsuki.

In fact, she didn't dislike the old man, she just didn't want to give the old man any hope. In all fairness, if it was a younger man who gave him roses every day, rain or shine, she would still be very moved, so she didn't want to see Wind Demon Kotaro being bullied like this, especially being insulted.

Oh no, there's one more person who doesn't want Kotaro Kazema to be embarrassed either. The person who can be feared by the boss who is the owner of the underworld should also be a violent element of the underworld. He was now genuinely worried that the old man would find someone to blow up the nightclub in a fit of rage, or go on a killing spree here.

Under the manager's trembling gaze, Wind Demon Kotaro finally opened his eyes, his eyes sharp.

"If your father, Hojo Hikaritsu, knew that you were talking to me like that, he would have severed his blood ties with you and kneeled in front of me to ask for forgiveness."

Although Kotaro Kazemo didn't get angry, he just smoked a cigar lightly, but his sharp eyes made the man tremble, as if the person standing in front of him was not an old man, but an evil ghost, an evil ghost who took pleasure in killing people at night.

But with so many people watching, he didn't want to lose face, plus after drinking some wine, the young man's blood surged, the man picked up a wine bottle on the spot, smashed it on the small table in front of him, and raised the broken end to the wind demon Kotaro and shouted angrily: "Old bastard, you dare to insult my father!" Originally, I saw that you were old and didn't want to worry about you, but it seems that you are forcing me to teach you a lesson today! ”

"Don't!" Aiko Fuyutsuki rushed off the stage barefoot, she didn't know where she got the courage, and she stood in front of the wind demon Kotaro without hesitation.

"Sir, I'll sing for you tonight, but please don't embarrass this old man anymore." Aiko Fuyutsuki immediately turned her head to look at Wind Demon Kotaro and said, "Old man, if you want to hear me sing alone, I will ask the manager for leave tomorrow night and sing for you alone, what do you think?" ”

A triumphant smile appeared on the man's face, but before he could speak, under the exclamation of Aiko Fuyutsuki, Wind Demon Kotaro had already held her in his arms.

"It's okay, Aiko, a man should have a man's way of solving problems, not a woman to compromise for him."

Aiko Fuyutsuki struggled, trying to break free from the arms of Wind Demon Kotaro, but Wind Demon Kotaro's strength was so great, where could she be a woman to break free. She glared at Kotaro Kazema angrily, but Kotaro Kazema smiled and patted her face, then let go of Aiko Fuyutsuki and pressed the cigar on Koji's tabletop, extinguishing it.

"Aiko, don't worry about anything for me. Even though I'm old, I'm still fine with a hairy kid with a toy. Wait for me to come back, remember that I am the winner of tonight, and think ahead of time what song to sing for me. ”

As soon as Wind Demon Kotaro finished saying this, the man who felt that he had been insulted was unprepared, and stabbed the broken wine bottle at Wind Demon Kotaro, causing a burst of exclamations.

"Be careful!" Aiko Fuyutsuki covered her red lips and shouted.

Wind Demon Kotaro chuckled lightly, didn't look back, his thick arm grabbed back, and gripped the hand that held the broken wine bottle tightly. The iron pincer-like hand clenched tightly, instantly crushing the man's wrist bone.

"I said, I'm still okay with this kind of hairy kid with a toy." Wind Demon Kotaro looked at Fuyutsuki Aiko with a smile on his face, and looking at the Wind Demon Kotaro who was still calm, Fuyutsuki Aiko's eyes also had a slightly different look.

She thought that Wind Demon Kotaro was just talking about it, but in fact, he really had the confidence and self-confidence. For him, taking down a man with a broken bottle of wine is as easy as eating and drinking.

I don't know why, she suddenly felt a little happy, she stood quietly aside and bowed slightly, "Then to celebrate your victorious return, I can sing two songs for you tonight." ”

"That's great." Wind Demon Kotaro grinned.

Wind Demon Kotaro had just finished saying this, when suddenly there was a sound of uniform footsteps coming from the gate of the nightclub.

A thug of suits flooded the nightclub in an instant, and everyone was filled with a breath-stirring aura. Sharp-eyed people noticed that the collar of a few people's white shirts was still stained with red, and some people who had been hanging out with the underworld for many years or who had been dealing with the underworld for many years could smell it as soon as they smelled it!

This is a real bunch of bloodthirsty thugs!

The atmosphere in the hall was tense in an instant, they had heard that some gangs would fight each other for turf. The owner of this nightclub is said to also have underworld backers, could it be that there is a conflict between the gangs on both sides, and they just happened to run into this conflict?

Just when everyone was worried, the thugs in suits knelt down on one knee one after another and said to Wind Demon Kotaro: "Wind Demon Family Shadow Raid Team, I've seen the lord!" ”

In an instant, everyone froze.

Lord?

Could it be that the boss of this group of thugs in suits is still a patient with advanced secondary disease? Why do you still use the old-fashioned title of the lord?

But when they followed the gaze of the group, they found that it seemed that there were only two people in the direction of the group's prostration.

Aiko Fuyutsuki obviously can't be the female boss of an underworld gang, temperament can't be hidden, she's just that kind of simple girl, and it can't be a female gangster.

Then, the lord in the mouth of the group of thugs in suits can only be Wind Demon Kotaro

"Shhh

Everyone gasped, feeling that this old man was still a gang leader? And it looks like the size of this gang is definitely not small.

Suddenly, someone in the crowd remembered something, and looked at Kotaro Kazemo tremblingly.

"Wind Demon Family, Shadow Attack Team, Wind Demon Family, is it the head of one of the Eight Snake Families, the Wind Demon Family!"

At this time, everyone's eyes changed.

They still know the name of the Eight Snake Families, although they don't know the mystery, but the Eight Snake Eight Families are the rulers of the underworld in all of Japan, and even the Prime Minister and the Heavenly King have to deal with them. And if this old man is the head of the Snake Eight Family, they have just laughed at this Wind Demon family master with that man, and he is too old to lift a gun!

Dozens of "drunk" customers fell in the hall in an instant, and other people who couldn't do it could only quickly kneel down, and knelt down in front of Kotaro the Wind Demon with a shameful but effective dirt seat, asking for his forgiveness.

And that man was already scared stupid, a few days ago his father Hojo Hikaru also told him that he had just been blessed by the Wind Demon Family, and he no longer had to worry about the underworld gang not opening his eyes to attack them, but today he insulted the Wind Demon family master and tried to kill him

Maybe his father will really break off his blood ties and kneel in front of Kazema Kotaro and ask for forgiveness.

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Alas,Originally, I didn't have time to update because I've been busy writing papers lately.,Plus it's a little bit of Kavin.,So I'll take the extra refinement that has already had the first draft as an update.,As a transition during this time.,But I found that everyone doesn't seem to be interested in this extra-paragraph.,So I'll write here for the time being.。 Back to the main story tomorrow.