Under the short orange hair, the peach-colored scarf gathers the white goose neck, revealing only the faint delicate skin.

Judging from the back alone, under the slightly wide shoulder bones, the slender waist is restrained by the belt, which highlights its exaggerated figure.

Her words and deeds show her bold personality to the fullest.

"Hey, boss, where's my wine!"

She raised her left arm and patted the long platform dissatisfiedly, making a thumping sound, "You guy, you can't be worried that I won't be able to pay, right?!" ”

Opposite the long platform.

A middle-aged man with a two-handful mustache rubbed his hands together like flies rubbing his hands, and responded with an embarrassed smile:

"Lord Ranju, you haven't settled the money for last month's drink, so it's better to drink less......"

Hear the words.

Matsumoto Ranju, who had red cheeks, stood up and pointed at the other party angrily: "Don't talk nonsense, if you don't drink again, I'll seal your izakaya!" ”

Looking at the farce happening in front of him, the corners of Su Feng's eyes couldn't help jumping.

He suddenly hesitated a little.

In terms of abuse of power.

Matsumoto Ranju is a little too familiar with the road.

As the vice captain of the Juban team, she obviously has the power in this regard.

Even if the boss behind this tavern is a low-class nobleman.

Faced with the threat of Matsumoto Ranju, the bearded man looked embarrassed, and his mouth snorted a few times, but he didn't dare to defend anything.

He's just an ordinary wandering soul.

It is not the same class as ordinary Grim Reaper, let alone the Vice-Captain level Grim Reaper.

"Let's put the money on her drink to me for the time being."

Sufeng stepped out from behind, skillfully pulled out the seat, and sat down next to Matsumoto Ranju.

"It's you!"

Matsumoto Ranju glanced at Su Feng and said gloatingly, "It's really hearty enough not to deal with the files piled up by the Jiuban team, but to come and drink flower wine." ”

Boss Bazi Hu naturally knows this big customer.

When facing the wind, the smiles are stacked, and an old face is directly squeezed into a chrysanthemum, which perfectly interprets what is called flattery.

"Yes, Lord Windrider."

Su Feng took the wine glass carefully handed over by the boss of Bazihu, and said indifferently:

"Sharpening knives is not a mistake for woodcutters, and the matter of the file is not in a hurry."

"Do you remember what you promised me last time?"

Hear the words.

Matsumoto Ranju's blushing face rarely showed a bit of emptiness.

"What, what's ......?"

Su Feng shook his head and said dissatisfiedly: "Ranju, escaping will not solve the problem. ”

"Not to mention the bets, in terms of wine money alone, you owe me the ring, and if you rely on your salary alone to repay it, it will take at least ten years."

"Moreover, this is on the premise of not eating or drinking."

(It is worth mentioning that the monthly salary of an ordinary Reaper soldier is about 200,000 yuan when converted into yen, which is barely enough to support his family, and only Xi Guan will be richer.) ）

Matsumoto Ranju, as the vice captain of the Juban team, is still quite generous in terms of salary.

It's just that she is an extreme drinker and often buys expensive luxuries.

For example, the scarf on the snow-white goose neck cost her half a year's salary.

In addition, Sufeng deliberately got used to Matsumoto Ranju, causing her to drink only expensive and high-quality drinks.

In terms of wallets, it is even more inadequate.

As for the purpose of Sufeng's doing, it is very simple and clear.

The first is to be greedy for herself, then to be hungry for her body, and finally to be hungry for her......

All in all.

Su Feng used the simplest yang strategy, and Matsumoto Ranju also jumped in without hesitation.

As for how the two met.

Then it all depends on the foresight of Tracing the Wind himself.

With the power of the Tsunaya family, coupled with some information provided by him, it is not difficult to find Matsumoto Ranju who is still in Wandering Soul Street in advance.

The main thing is to cut off the beard with one hand.

The two have known each other for a long time, and Matsumoto Ranju entered the Mao Spiritual Academy just a few years before him.

The real murder weapon girl's cultivation plan!

"Well, you guy don't say a word to me!"

Matsumoto Ranju drank the new wine in one gulp, and suddenly approached Su Feng, staring straight into his eyes, and the beauty mole on his lips was particularly eye-catching.

"Isn't it just a change of team?"

"If you can get Captain Shiba to agree, I don't have a problem with that."

Because Matsumoto Ranju joined the team earlier, he still chose the Shiban team, and relying on his own talent, he also became the vice captain at a faster speed.

And she had already made an agreement with Su Feng before entering the Spirit Academy.

If one day, Sukaze becomes the captain of the team, Matsumoto Ranju will come to assist him and become his vice-captain.

"I think you'll be able to figure it out on your own."

The corners of Su Feng's mouth were raised, and his smile revealed an unconcealable look of confidence.

"The salary of the vice captain of the Jiuban team will be your current ......"

"Ten times!"

As soon as this remark came out.

Matsumoto's eyes widened, and a pair of crystal clear eyes seemed to be shining.

After a moment, she took a deep breath and said firmly:

"I'm going to apply to Captain Shiba for a team transfer!"

When the words fell, Matsumoto Ranju even disappeared directly into the izakaya in an instant.

Look at the direction she went away, it was the Soul Court.

Sufeng doesn't care about money or anything like that.

After all.

As the head of the five nobles, the Tsunayo family, wealth is the most useless and multiplied thing.

At least, in the eye of the storm.

It is precisely this identity that allows him to consume wantonly in this extravagant flower street.

To know.

The star-catching shackles he used to bind his hairstyles and prove his status as a high-class nobleman were no less valuable than the silver-white wind veils that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Kuchigi family.

In terms of actual price alone, it is comparable to the cost of building ten houses.

For him.

Ten times the salary of the vice-captain is just a drop in the bucket.

Of course, in Sufeng's opinion, this is a pretty good deal.

In the Thirteenth Team of the Protectorate.

The vice-captain is the equivalent of the secretary's role to the captain.

As the saying goes, if there is something to do, the secretary is fine, cough cough......

Su Feng retracted some dangerous thoughts, raised his gaze, and looked behind the long platform:

"What are you waiting for?"

"Do you want me to go and ask Mrs. Kikuhime personally?"

Boss Bazi Hu suddenly came back to his senses, and nodded flatteringly: "Please wait a while, Mrs. Ju Ji will be here soon." ”

While speaking, he did not forget to take out the treasure in the izakaya from under the long platform, Longquan wine.

Su Feng's identity deserves to be treated like this.

Even if the owner behind this izakaya comes, he must be respectful and careful when facing the wind.

The class gap between the aristocracy was even more exaggerated than the class gap between the commoners and the nobility.

…………

Juban team house.

Captain's Deacon's Office.

Zhibo scratched the newborn stubble on his chin, looked at the transfer application on the table with a confused expression, and subconsciously muttered to himself:

"What the hell is going on?"

"I just drank a meal, and the vice captain is gone?!"