"It means that Baga, whose surname is Lei, rejected me?"
Ichiro Imamura roared and slammed the Go board in front of him onto Sasaki and eight bodyguards who were kneeling on the ground and bowing their heads to report.
"Father, Mumu promised us to convict the Hong Kong man!"
Sasaki, who was hit, buried his head lower, with a hint of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
"Baga! I told you to call me president in front of others!"
"Hi, President!"
"Then let that Hong Kong pig named Lei not leave Tokyo!" Ichiro Imamura ordered harshly.
"Hi!"
"By the way, is there any news from Kiyoko?" He said that his daughter Ichiro Imamura's temper had improved a lot, and he even showed a trace of kindness in his anger.
"President, Miss Qingzi seems to be on a sailing parade on a gambling ship. The Yamada team is responsible for the security of the gambling ship. The destination is Atlantic City. It should arrive in half a month. Our manpower has been prepared in Atlantic City. In Qingzi
I can take Miss Kiyoko home as soon as I get off the boat!" Sasaki has already said
It was reported that Qingzi was on the Fuki Maru, and that the Fuki Maru was robbed by a group of international gangsters. However, these robbers were eventually arrested by the Hong Kong Comprehensive Police. Lei Yaoyang was also on board at the time, so
There is a high probability that Imamura Kiyoko will fall into the hands of the Hong Kong pig that Ichiro Imamura calls her.
"By the way, President, this is Mumu's wine as a tribute to you. He said he would like to toast to the glory of our Ryusei Club and his further progress!" Sasaki finally raised his head, and at Ichiro Imamura's nod, he stood up and took it back from the next room.
A bottle of Longquan sake.
"Yo Xi!" Seeing that the people in the police station were so obedient and as docile as a dog, the stimulation I had received in front of Lei Yaoyang these days dispelled a lot of the haze. Plus, thinking of my daughter coming home soon,
The Baga named Lei was also going to die soon. There happened to be a bottle of wine in front of him and he couldn't help but open the bottle to celebrate.
But the table just now had been overturned by him, and Sasaki seemed to have discovered his thoughts, and immediately lay on the ground and used his back as a drinking table for Ichiro Imamura.
Ichiro Imamura slowly poured himself a glass, and then thought that he seemed to be too harsh on his adopted son just now. He looked at the other glass that was brought along with the wine, so he poured a glass for Sasaki, hoping that
After the two clinked glasses, his adopted son could understand that he had good intentions and that the future belonged to young people. When he gets old, the Imamura Group will also be managed by Kiyoko and Sasaki.
Looking at the wine glass in front of him, Sasaki's eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment. Having been around him for so many years, he already knew Ichiro Imamura's character very well, including when Ichiro Imamura gets angry, what he does when he gets angry, and how he calms down, and everything today.
Every step was in his plan. The only thing he didn't expect was that Ichiro Imamura would suddenly think of buying people's hearts and pour him a drink.
Thinking about the Imamura newspaper that was about to be acquired, thinking about how everything about Imamura would soon belong to him, and what would happen if he didn't drink and aroused Ichiro Imamura's suspicion, Imamura Sasaki's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, hoping that his young body could
He was more able to resist than this half-hundred-year-old man, and then he picked up the wine glass with a flattering look on his face.
"Everything is for the president and Imamura!"
Bang!
Wine is good wine. After drinking one glass, I wanted to have another glass, but Ichiro Imamura suddenly felt a cramp in his abdomen, and his whole body became weak. He fell heavily to the ground and looked at his adopted son in front of him who was also sweating profusely on his forehead.
, Ichiro Imamura’s eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment, and he asked weakly:
"Why?"
"snort!"
Sasaki sneered, and did not answer Ichiro Imamura's question. Instead, he crazily held his throat with his hands, hoping to spit out all the glass of wine he had just drank.
Several bodyguards kneeling on the ground went crazy. They had no idea what to do now.
They showed their loyalty to Ichiro Imamura and controlled Sasaki, but the Ichiro Imamura in front of them was already dying, and the eldest lady was missing. If Sasaki really took over, then they would definitely not end well.
Wait and see what happens?
Sasaki will inevitably kill people when he takes power, and Ichiro Imamura will definitely settle the score if he doesn't die.
Several people looked at each other and immediately made a decision, that is to run.
Escape from Ichiro Imamura's manor, escape from Tokyo, escape from the island country, maybe there is still a way to survive.
The few people who had made up their mind ran away, completely ignoring the "love and hatred between father and son!"
Sasaki still underestimated the medicine he prepared. Even after digging out all the contents of his stomach, the medicine still took effect. He also did not expect that all the bodyguards in the room would choose to run away together.
According to his temporary plan, these security guards should choose to send him to the hospital with Ichiro Imamura. As long as he can resist better than Ichiro Imamura, then everything about Imamura will belong to him, and Mu Mu will also become his scapegoat.
It’s also good to sell some of them.
As for these bodyguards, if they know their faces, they will be given a settlement allowance and sent to South Africa or Valadona. If they don't know their faces, they will all be made into cement walls and sent underground to continue their loyalty to Imamura.
What was slightly better than Ichiro Imamura was that Sasaki just slowly sat on the ground.
"Why?"
Ichiro Imamura kept mumbling.
"Adopted son? Haha? Do you think of me as your son again? I'm just a pet you raised. Ichiro Imamura, touch your chest and ask yourself, do you think of me as Kiyoko's elder brother or as a child?
Her future dog?”
The resentment Sasaki had accumulated for more than ten years suddenly burst out. Even though his whole body was limp, he still screamed hysterically at Ichiro Imamura.
"No, Mu Sang, I...have always...regarded you...as...my...son...Qingzi...will...marry you in the future...my...everything...everything belongs to you and Qingzi..."
...My adoptive father has never... regarded you as a dog!"
Ichiro Imamura said tremblingly as he stretched out his hand, hoping that Sasaki Imamura could pull him up.
A man who is about to die can speak well. There was a slight hesitation in Sasaki's mind, but he still pushed Ichiro Imamura's hand away, which also consumed his last bit of strength.
An old man and a young man, an adopted father and an adopted son, both collapsed to the ground at the same time, black blood flowing out of their mouths and nostrils.
"Why?"
"Why?"
Sasaki started mumbling why.
Maybe he couldn't figure out why he missed the last step in front of a few bodyguards after all his calculations.
Maybe he couldn't figure out why Ichiro Imamura didn't say everything earlier and why his methods weren't gentler.
perhaps………
"sorry!"
"sorry!"
Ichiro Imamura's mouth used the last bit of strength to say sorry.
No one answered his why, and he didn't forgive him for being sorry. But if there were so many whys, how could there be so many sorrys?
