Irie Masa, who had just met Yamada, walked into the rental house, and several Yakuzas rushed over.

"Brother Irijiang, Ruoto said he would see you now!"

Looking for me so late?

At this moment, Irie Masaru still had the words on the cigarette box echoing in his mind. He could not imagine that just such a small piece of paper, could it be that the Yamada Group, which had been in Osaka for decades?

Brother Yamada Ichima believes in Kitahara Aosuke so much again.

The key is that from beginning to end, this method is all about helping Yamada group make money. In this way, isn’t Yamada Yang’s Ruoto position more stable?

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped caring about it. Anyway, he just listened to Brother Yamada's words.

The Jidao Society attaches great importance to loyalty and brotherhood, but Irie Masato has no feelings for the Yamada Group.

From the moment Yamada Masato adopted him, he was ready to use him as a sharp knife that could be discarded at will.

Perhaps he was a little loyal and affectionate to the Yamada group when he was young. As he grew older, Yamada's departure made the passion in his heart disappear.

What a joke, brotherhood?

On the extreme path, there is only eternal benefit.

Destiny depends on people themselves.

Over the years, Masato Irie has only felt the true brotherhood in Yamada Ichima. The reason is simple: he has blocked a deadly bullet for himself.

As for the others, please, that’s the plot that only appears in TV movies, whoever takes it seriously is stupid.

When I came to the Giraffe Nightclub, my mother Sang, who was smoking at the bar, greeted him: "Yo, Irie Jiangsang, it's rare to see you come once. Do you want to arrange Hua Jiang to come?"

"No, if you have something to do, come to me." Irie rarely comes to such entertainment venues. His interest is to exercise, strengthen his body and improve his combat effectiveness.

He is not as physically as Yamada Ichima, and he has no special fighting skills. He wants to live well on the extreme road, and he thinks very thoroughly.

You have to be able to fight, you can fight very well.

Hua Jiang is a little-known princess in the Giraffe Nightclub, but unexpectedly she is very tempted by him.

He would occasionally come here to find her.

Yamada Yang, who was sitting in the VIP box, held a princess who looked like a flower in each hand. Opposite him, a white and fat man, like a dead pig, slept on the sofa, dressed in disheveled, and made a snoring sound.

"Brother Irie, come and sit here!" Yamada Yang pushed a princess in his arms over, "Go, this is my most loyal good brother, please accompany him."

"Okay~" The princess crawled over with a smile, but was pushed away by Irie Zheng.

"Ruoto, what's wrong?" Irie Masa stood straight.

Yamada Yang pulled the princess back in a daze. This kid was too serious, just like Yamada Kazuma, and was boring.

"I heard that I had messed up the matter at night? How many brothers were injured by Yamada Ichima?" Yamada Yang crossed his legs.

Irie was looking up at him, surprised by his knowledge of his knowledge, and then nodded silently: "I have done as Ruotou told me, Koizumi and the others kept it privately, and then was beaten by Yamada and the others."

"Damn it! They are all bunch of rice buckets!" Yamada Yang smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, scaring the group of princesses screaming, "I can't even beat a waste! Brother Irijiang, how about you just grab Kobayashi Apricot to the headquarters? If you go and do it, it should be fine."

"Ruoto, she is an employee of Dongsheng." Iriejiang Masaru cursed the stupid donkey in his heart, but his face was extremely calm, "If you do this, you will cross the line."

Tokyo Industrial Bank is the core bank of the Mitsubishi Consortium. At present, the six major consortiums are the heavens. They control the national economy and politics. When they are against them, they must be mentally prepared to evaporate the world the next day.

"Hey, it's so exaggerated, isn't it just a small teller?" Yamada Yang was skeptical. Seeing that Masato Irie had no expression or reaction, he had to lean back on the sofa, "Okay, OK, I know, don't do it anymore. Is that okay to kill that traitor, right?"

"As long as you grasp his traces, there will be no problem." Irie Zheng nodded.

"Okay, Brother Irie, you're safe. By the way, I know that woman named Onoji, too. I heard that she was opening a ramen restaurant in Hokkaido. Hehe, I will give her an unforgettable surprise."

Yamada Yang smiled and reached out to touch the dresses of several princesses, which made them laugh.

Irie Masa didn't say anything.

"Hey, it's a problem. My dad has been urging me to do something recently, but what else can I do besides buying real estate and lending loans? Can I give it money by myself? Brother Rujiang, right? By the way, do you have it..."

Yamada Yang, who was a little distressed, said this and patted his head heavily.

"You said I, you didn't even graduate from elementary school."

"Ruo Tou, I was actually doing a task a few days ago, and I had something from the mouths of several financial elites." Irie was maintaining a plain face.

"Financial elite? Oh, it's those bastards from the stock office. What did you do when you secretly borrow us loan loans?" Yamada Yang was sitting down and became interested.

He really wanted to hang out with this group of financial people, but most of them looked down on his status. I heard that he was from a great background, and avoiding him is like avoiding ghosts.

"Buy stocks, they said the stock market is still rising and may exceed 40,000 points. I wrote down a few stocks they mentioned in chatting about." Irie said truthfully.

"Good thing, let's hear it."

Irie Masa said the things on the cigarette box paper. In fact, he really didn't understand these things at all. He had not graduated from primary school and had a little difficulty in recognizing words. He also pronounced the names of several stocks incorrectly.

But it is precisely because of this that Yamada Yamada believes more firmly.

He didn't even read the book for long, so how could he have the brain to use stocks to deceive him?

Yamada Yang smiled and felt that a wonderful day was coming.

Yes, the return speed of real estate is still too slow. What can make money than buying and selling stocks at any time?

After leaving the box, Irie saw a little bruised and swollen at the door. Her stage name is Ishihara Hana. She looks quite cute, but she likes to do whatever she wants, and then she always angers the guests. Sometimes the other party will punch and kick.

She didn't care much either.

Just give money.

Ishihara Hana wore a suspender shirt in winter, and her short skirt was almost the same as No. 1, and there were various tattoos on her thighs and arms. I heard that she was the daughter of a certain tycoon before.

Female families have a very low status in Jidao, with some clubs exceptions.

After her father died, she fell into a nightclub.

He is obviously still at the age of studying, but he is already skilled in socializing and pleasing men.

Ishihara Kaori was smoking a cigarette and watching him.

What a troublesome woman.

"I only have 30,000 yen." Irie walked over without expression.

"It doesn't matter, just find a place to sleep, I will give you a discount." Ishihara Kawa smiled and held his hand.

That night, he knew that he was destined to be unable to sleep.

Also unable to sleep is Kitahara Aosuke who was sleeping in the living room.

At his firm request, three girls occupied a bedroom one by one, while he lay on the soft sofa in the living room.

However, not long after sleeping, I heard someone coming to the living room in a daze, and then a thick blanket covered myself.

The air conditioner temperature has also been lowered.

The girl's lotus-like aura approached, it was Fujiwara Noka.

She looked at herself quietly for a while, but Kitahara Aosuke had no reaction and could only pretend to be asleep.

After finally waiting for her to leave, Kitahara Aosuke twisted his stiff body and turned over.

Someone is coming again!

Kobayashi Apricot, who was also holding the blanket, took off his slippers and walked barefoot on the floor. He carefully adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner again, pushed the fan blade upwards, and then walked to the edge of the sofa with his hands and feet.

Kitahara Aosuke just put Fujiwara Nika's blanket behind his head, and another one was pressed on his body.

Kobayashi Apricot has a faint orchid smell. It was probably because she had just taken a shower and her skin was rosy and crystal clear, and she also had a strong girlish smell.

She helped Kitahara Aosuke cover the blanket, then slowly knelt down, and quietly peeked at his sleeping face.

After watching for a while, Kobayashi Apricot slowly approached his ear and murmured softly at a distance of not nearly.

“Aligado (thank you).”

The breath of the girl was spitting out, and Kitahara Aosuke continued to pretend to be dead. After a long time, Kobayashi Akiko stood up again, went to the kitchen to pour a cup of wheat tea, and then gently placed it on the coffee table.

"Eurasmi (good night), Kitahara San."
Chapter completed!