"Knock Bang~"

With the rapid beating of the drum kit, a white suit walked out of the corridor.

Hair coiled high.

On the emerald green hairpin, a few silver pearls swayed gently, and the feet in white socks grabbed the clogs and slowly walked into the green leaf house.

The white kimono is embroidered with intricate silver patterns, and it looks quite exquisite.

The grim-faced woman in an ornate kimono placed her hands at her sides, one of which held a katana behind her back, the scabbard fitting vertically to her straight waist, and swaying gently with her body.

Ishii Miren!

Ethan picked up the seven-point full cup again and brought it to his lips.

This woman's aura was as sharp as a blade, and there was no way to ignore her presence, and even though they hadn't seen anyone, they still concluded at a glance that this was the target of their trip.

Just when I saw the person behind Ishii Yuren.

The glass that had come loose to his lips stopped, and his eyes blinked a few times, and his expression looked rather surprised.

Behind Ishii Yulian, followed by two women.

One of them is a white woman in a Chinese-style robe, with a convex and backward figure full of a woman's mature charm, while the other is a pure girl with a plaid skirt and knee-high white socks.

Under Qi bangs, there is a world-weary face.

Seeing that everyone looked angry, especially the cheeks that were still a little bruised, it added a bit of anger to her.

Look at her like that.

It's like a volcano that can erupt at any moment.

Fruit!

Last night, the inexplicable guy.

Finding that it was this crazy woman, Ethan quickly lowered his head slightly, and at the same time raised his glass to make a drinking gesture, covering his face.

Unexpectedly, she turned out to be Ishii Yulian's person.

And looking at the position, this nervous girl has a high status in Crazy 88, and there are more than ten people behind Ishii Yulian, except for her and the young woman in the robe, all of whom are wearing cheap black suits.

Tied up a twisted tie.

The gang in the back wore black Zorro masks, just like the few Yakuza they met last night.

It's different.

Perhaps because this is their territory, these people are all swaggering with katana more than a meter long in their hands, and some of them directly carry the knife on their shoulders, taking steps that the six relatives do not recognize.

An extremely arrogant group swaggered across the wooden bridge.

The manager of the Aoba izakaya and another woman quickly stepped forward, nodded and led the group upstairs.

These people are arrogant in their manners.

But they completely ignore the guests who consume in the Aoba house, and pose as if everyone does not interfere with the river water, so although they are a little scary, the drinkers still do what they should do.

Ethan turned his gaze to Beatrice, who shook his head slightly.

Although the eyes of the female killer were full of chills.

But now.

It's not time to get your hands dirty yet.

When the gang disappeared behind the sliding door, Beatrice gulped down the tequila from her cup and got up to leave the bar.

Gesturing to Ethan.

She walked on her slender legs and carried out a quick search on the first floor.

It wasn't until she confirmed that there was nothing unusual and that the safety fire escape was clear, and she hurried back and made another OK gesture to Ethan.

The latter's breathing suddenly became heavy.

Under the excitement, the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase a few points.

"Ah~"

A soft voice sounded.

"I'm sorry."

Ethan hurriedly let go of his hand and took out a few Franklin cards from his pocket with a smile: "This is your tip, I don't need to accompany me in the future, thank you very much for your service!" ”

Some money, still have to be given.

Although they couldn't let the other party be too close because of the guns on their bodies, they also provided very attentive service.

The next scene is not suitable for ladies to watch, so let's separate the two first.

After receiving a few hundred-yen bills, the two kimono beauties happily sent fragrant kisses, and then got up to leave, Ethan poured himself a glass of sake, reached out and pulled the zipper of the guitar case, ready to take out the Hanzo knife inside.

The killing is about to begin.

"Wait."

Beatrice waved her arms to stop him.

"Moxi, Moxi."

The sliding door on the second floor opened, and a in a Chinese gray robe walked out with a mobile phone, and she walked down the stairs with plump legs while talking to others on the phone.

The lips open and close, revealing the silver teeth inside.

A few chuckles from time to time.

Beatrice's eyes were bloodshot, and she remembered the scene from years ago.

This woman was also Bill's subordinate.

At that time, in the chapel, when he was bombarded with a heavy punch, the other party stood aside and looked at each other coldly, making phone calls as usual, always with a happy smile on his face, as if he was looking at something very interesting.

Thinking of this, Beatrice clenched her cheeks.

Revenge.

It starts with this woman!

The robed made her way through the throbbing crowd and made her way to the bathroom on the side.

He glanced at Ethan.

Beatrice moved her legs and quickly followed.

Seeing this, Ethan could only resist the impulse, picked up the snacks in the porcelain plate and put them in his mouth, and chewed them slowly.

The sound of the drum kit became more and more rapid.

"Oh~"

"Oh hoo hoo ~~~"

The lead singer let out a low cry and frantically swept the strings in his hands, and the dynamic rhythm resounded through the Aobaya, and the entire band writhed wildly with the crowd on the dance floor.

These women are all wearing short yellow skirts, and the short legs that are unique to women in the cherry blossom country are constantly upside down.

Full of joy.

Restless dance steps bring the atmosphere to a climax.

Drunken drinkers also left the table one after another and joined the crowd of revelers, twisting their waists happily and letting their sweat sway, and the Aoba House became a large-scale carnival party scene.

This lively scene made Ethan feel hot all over.

He grabbed the small half-bottle of whiskey next to him and gulped it down, while the zipper of the guitar case was unzipped.

Two katanas, one red and one black, appeared in his eyes.

To the upbeat rhythm, he laughed and tossed the empty bottle aside.

Hanzo knife was copied out.

At this moment, Beatrice's figure also appeared from the crowd of demons dancing wildly, and the mature woman in the robe just now was frightened by her arm and staggered forward, a wisp of blood sliding down the corner of her mouth.

Add a little more color to a beautiful face.

"Lotus !!"

Beatrice twisted the robed mature woman with her backhand, blocked it in front of her, and shouted loudly at the second floor in Sakura dialect: "Now there is an old account that you need to pay off, get out!! ”

This loud cheer will bring the band to the playing and the crowd cheering.

Hold them all down.

The sound swept away to the second floor, slamming into the sliding door.

Suddenly.

The originally noisy Aoba House was as silent as death, and the restlessness of the band and the revelry of the crowd all stopped, and one by one they looked at the place where the sound sounded.

Only a complete madman would dare to make such a provocation.

(End of chapter)