Early the next morning.

After Jiang Yuan washed up briefly, he chose a black overalls in the wardrobe to wear, and there were more than a dozen pieces of the same clothes, and the only reason why he often wore this style was that he had many pockets.

Two flashbangs.

Buretta has one handle and two magazines.

Hooks, suction devices, and small oxygen tanks.

A bottle of bandages, antibiotics, potassium permanganate.

1,000 dollars in cash, 100,000 yen.

And the Scarlet Blade.

Noah's Ark waited for a few minutes and said in a loud voice: "Master, with your current physique, you don't need a pistol to replenish your attack power. ”

"Do you have to walk to get in a car, and besides, most of the problems can be solved by putting the gun out in the face of the Japanese Yakuza Road." Jiang Yuan found a pair of TANICUS lightweight tactical boots from the shoe cabinet, this kind of shoes have a thick soles, are wear-resistant, waterproof and lightweight, breathable and comfortable, and even he can't ignore their advantages.

After locking the doors and windows and arranging a few anti-theft traces, Jiang Yuan went out to the elevator and swiped his card to go to the underground parking lot.

The elevator stopped halfway through, and a middle-aged man walked in, and someone quickly glanced around and lowered his eyelids after confirming that it was just a harmless white-collar worker.

"Are you going to work too?" The middle-aged man asked gently.

"Not so." Jiang Yuan's attitude was blunt, and he was full of the atmosphere of 'don't suffer Lao Tzu'.

The middle-aged man's face was embarrassed, and he turned his head to stare at the slowly decreasing number of elevator floors, praying in his heart that the time would pass quickly.

Finally the elevator arrived at the underground parking lot, and the middle-aged man couldn't help but pull his tie and leave the suffocating space first.

"So you're the kind of guy who can't read the atmosphere, what a surprise."

"What good results can ordinary people have to do with me."

Jiang Yuan came to the black Hummer and pulled the car door. With a modified engine, weighted bumpers, bulletproof glass, alloy door covers, racing-grade tires, the car doesn't have much to cons with other than high fuel consumption and slower acceleration.

"It's a tough guy ride." Noah's Ark complimented.

"Safety first."

The black Hummer drove out of the apartment's underground parking lot, the sky outside was gray, the rain was continuous, there were students on the side of the road with umbrellas to go to school, the traffic situation in Shinjuku was very bad, and the morning rush hour was crowded like sesame seeds on baked cakes.

"If the car in front of you doesn't start in three seconds, you might have to wait for another traffic light."

"There is no point in being anxious, from a safety point of view, it is better to wait for a minute than to grab a second."

Five seconds later.

Jiang Yuan's face was cold, and he flapped his whistle frantically.

The owner of the car in front of him didn't seem to wake up, and immediately reacted and stepped on the accelerator after being cheered up by the whistle, and the traffic light turned red just in front of the black Humvee.

Noah's Ark: "......"

Shivering, afraid to speak.

After a series of tribulations, the black Hummer finally successfully arrived at Genji Heavy Industries, and the exclusive parking space for A-level cadres solved the problem of parking difficulties.

The eight families of the snake divide according to two sets of scoring systems to determine the cadre level, one is the bloodline, the other is the task points, and there are even cases of C-level mixed race rising to the A-level cadres, which also causes the number of A-level cadres to reach more than 100, but because they are often scattered all over the place, the number that can be seen at the same time is very small.

Taking out the badge from the storage box, Jiang Yuan got out of the car and entered the building through the staff passage, and after the complicated security check, the noisy atmosphere came to his face.

The first to 20th floors are the offices of the eight companies under the command of Sheqi, and the top 20 floors are the work areas for the high-level family members, where security personnel armed with firearms patrol back and forth, and according to the relevant regulations, the employees of large security companies are qualified to carry guns.

Of course, gun ownership certainly doesn't include shotguns, but in reality no one cares at all.

Swiping the access card and taking the elevator, Jiang Yuan came to the twenty-seventh floor, which is an exclusive floor for senior cadres, with an indoor badminton court, a shogi room, a tea room, and a wine house, the only thing worth criticizing is that it is too close to the twenty-eighth floor.

There was a faint sound of chirping from above, more than 2,000 people from thirteen departments worked there, and more than 600 young girls sat in the cubicle, who were responsible for connecting the telephone contacts of hundreds of thousands of underworld elements.

According to his habit, Jiang Yuan put the "Rectification Suggestions on the Reasonable Distribution of Floors" into the complaint box and generously bowed his head to the pinhole camera.

I also wrote the seventeenth letter.

"You haven't given up yet." The crow came with a cigarette in his mouth, and his rough face was full of 'I had a good drink last night', and the hooligan just wanted to live a drunken life.

"Causes, processes, effects. Investment, time, return. I'm on the reasonable side. Jiang Yuan said calmly.

"Then you don't want to think about how much trouble it will be, the young master is young and his hairline has moved up, please, he is only one or two years older than you, you are an indifferent and cruel boy, he lives like a middle-aged social animal, even I, a hooligan, feel unbearable, the young master said last time he was going to beat you, I can't stop it." The crow quietly reminded out of comradeship.

The two walked towards the izakaya, usually there are not too many tasks that need to be handled by A-level cadres, if they don't encounter special circumstances, A-level can take the initiative to take a task and rest for half a month, they only got the evolution medicine yesterday, and now it's boring time.

"A glass of fourteen generations, Miss Sakai remembers to add a little love to it."

Miss Sakai is an unmarried mixed-race in her thirties, and she is obviously super resistant to the earthy flirtatious tricks of crows.

"I'm going to spit in it, and I guess you'll feel better."

"Just drink porridge for breakfast."

Miss Sakai retched, it seemed that the crow had made progress again this time, and she shifted her gaze to someone, and immediately felt refreshed.

"Xiao Jiangyuan, do you want to drink something, I'll please."

Jiang Yuan's face was expressionless, "You know I don't mind beating up women, Mezcal." ”

Miss Sakai covered her mouth and smiled, "I prefer to cut off their heads rather than insults, and it has nothing to do with desire, the former is detrimental to my style, this sentence is already famous in the Executive Board." ”

The crow thought thoughtfully, "If I go this way, will it be easier to pick up girls?" ”

Miss Sakai quickly brought the drink, "It's good-looking, that's cool, doing it like you will only be classified as a pervert." Your mezcal please use slowly, and your vomit fourteen generations, remember to lick the cup clean. ”

Fourteen generations are a kind of expensive sake, and the crow has no fixed expenses except for sending money to his father, and he only drinks expensive sake, regardless of the quality.

The twenty-seventh floor is a little deserted, although the cadres have a lot of rest time, but the task cycle is also long, and there have been signs of activity among the fierce ghosts recently, and the appearance of the mutilated evolution medicine is an omen.

However, there is such a period of time every year, Kaguya's data report shows that it is very likely to be affected by the hot weather, and the war factor in the dragon's blood begins to be restless, but every time the snake is not afraid to take it lightly, the fierce ghosts are the residual poison in their own blood, and they can't be cleaned up and may be counterattacked at any time.