"The billions of dollars in red money, no wonder it drives so many people crazy." Jiang Yi sighed as he listened to the noise coming from the window, "The fire of desire has burned out their sanity."
The sounds of gang riots kept coming from outside the window, the roar of motorcycles running at high speed, the roars of gangsters, and countless gangs gathering. If it weren't for the dedicated security guards of the commercial plaza and dozens of traffic police who tried their best to stop them, they would
Already rushed in.
But obviously this short-term balance will soon be broken. The gangsters are never afraid of the police who maintain order, not to mention the billion yen hidden in that hot pot restaurant! They are just waiting for someone to throw the first punch.
Crow's face turned pale. Because of the identity gap between the two parties, he was not even qualified to defend the Sheqi family. He could only bow deeply again: "I'm sorry to disturb your meal!"
Jiang Yi wiped his hands with a wet tissue and shook his head: "No, you are the only one who disturbed our meal."
Crow's face changed, and he slowly retreated out of the door: "Master Jiang and Miss Eriyi continue to eat hot pot. I will handle this group of people who are not on the table, but I still hope that Master Jiang and Miss Eriyi can wait until everyone
I'm coming to Kanagawa Prefecture, Sakura always drives very fast, so it won't take long."
After saying that, the crow bowed deeply, closed the door of the room, and walked straight out of the store.
There was also a strange color on Jiang Yi's face. The crow probably meant that he had come to stop the crazy gangsters outside the store. In exchange, Jiang Yi and Eri Yi waited for Yuan Zhisheng to come... Jiang Yi could only recognize his
courage.
Jiang Yi could tell that the man named Yasha was the thug among Yuan Zhisheng's retainers. The role of crow beside Yuan Zhisheng should be that of a dog-headed strategist. A white paper fan also wanted to do the job of a red flower stick and stopped Qian Zhisheng by himself.
Thousands of troops?
As soon as Wu Yao turned around, he called the waiters in the store to start working. Although the hot pot restaurant was reserved today and only had to serve one table of customers, the waiters were all on duty.
"Here, here!" Crow commanded several waiters to move a hot pot table for two outside the store door, and then moved a mobile gas tank from the kitchen.
Seeing the red oil soup pot rolling, the crow's appetite whetted: "Kobe beef, Australian lobster... give me a portion of everything! Give me a bottle of Black Dragon sake too!"
Platefuls of top-notch ingredients were brought out, because today was the private dining room for Mai Shutoku, and Crow and Jiang Yi knew each other after chatting so much. The waiters thought he was also the guest to be entertained today, so how could he
Guests who come to the private venue must have some special requirements that must be met. Not to mention if they want to eat hot pot at the door, they can eat it in the manager’s office...
Although it seems that Jiang Yi and Wu Wu are from two different worlds, one is a gentle and gentle young man, and the other is a gangster with dirty eyes... At this moment, Wu Wu's eyes are staring at the waiter in front of him, and the waiter is possessing him.
The collar is drooping, and the chest shape is also drooped, and the figure looks very good!
Because the crow was also a "distinguished guest" in today's private dining room, the waiter could only cover her chest with one hand and continue to work on the dishes... But if she leaned down and listened carefully, she could hear the crow's heartbeat like a drum.
Crow's heart was beating violently, and the dragon's blood all over his body was surging. His body was trembling with excitement, but he didn't care. He held the tachyon in one hand and ate the side dishes. He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him and ate her hard.
of tofu!
This is the posture of a man, the demeanor of a general. Even if there are thousands of troops in front of him, he still remains motionless... He even has the leisure to peek at the sexy woman next to him!
Presumably Miss Sakura will be shocked when she hears about his majestic deeds of being able to stand alone against a thousand troops, right?
The crow's mind was very confused now, with different thoughts popping up every second.
Maybe he will die here today? It’s not like the young master doesn’t have such a high bloodline. Speaking of which, he doesn’t have many regrets in his life. Some of them are unachievable. It’s a pity that Uncle Zuo’s family has such good genes!
Thinking of this, Wu Yao looked at the waiter who was still arranging dishes in front of him. It goes without saying that the waiters in high-end hot pot restaurants are carefully selected for their appearance, and their figure is a big plus.
"Hey, sister, are you not married yet?" Crow raised his eyebrows and asked, picking up the wine cup and filling it up for himself.
"Ah?" The waiter was stunned.
"Oh, it's nothing. When you're done, you can leave quickly. The target of that group of people is this hot pot restaurant." Crow said calmly.
"How do you know?" the waiter asked boldly, "Aren't there police officers?"
"Because I'm the same type of person as them!" Crow unbuttoned his suit, revealing the green female ghost tattoo. He took out a folding knife from his suit and slapped it on the table.
Because he was on leave tonight to go to the hospital, he wore a casual suit and buttoned up all the buttons to cover up his tattoos. Otherwise, the attending doctor would be under pressure knowing that he was treating the father of a mafia member.
The tall waitress was startled. She took a step back and almost dropped the vegetable disk in her hand.
"The police can't control people like us when they go crazy..." Crow Crow said calmly, "I'm sorry, you may have to find a new job tomorrow. If you don't mind, you can call this number and he will help you introduce him to a new job."
A real job."
The waiter was stunned for a moment, but accepted the gilded business card handed over by Crow... Ever since Yuan Zhisheng was promoted to the head of the eight Sheqi families, his status has also increased. Business cards, which represent one's face, must not be ignored.
Crow waved his hand and dismissed the waiters. The girls looked at each other, but looking at the crowded crowd not far away and the gangster customers in front of them, they quickly rushed into the store to pack their things.
Crow closed the door of the hot pot restaurant and sat down again. He picked up a piece of Kobe beef and chewed it in his mouth. He then raised his head and drank the sake in the glass. He had not eaten anything after staying in the hospital for several hours. The battle came.
A spicy hot pot meal will boost your morale.
But he was not satisfied yet. At this moment, he thought, it would be great if there was a woman on the side to peel the shrimps and pour the wine for him, preferably an urban beauty who knew how to dress up like Miss Sakura.
Not far away was the restless crowd, with sirens blaring continuously. A traffic policeman was sweating profusely and yelling at the intercom asking for support. When he saw someone actually eating hot pot and watching a movie outside, he cursed, but he was greeted by
The crow's silent eyes seemed to hold his throat for a moment...
Fire seemed to be emitting from Crow's golden boy's hole, and his open suit revealed blue tattoos, looking like a gangster.
The policeman was stunned. The reason for the gathering of these gangsters was unknown, but he had an idea when he looked at the crow. Could it be that the man eating hot pot was a person with a high status on the road? These people gathered because of him?