"Stupid pigs. You are all a bunch of stupid pigs. You can't handle such things well. What's the use of raising you."
In the luxurious guest room of the Tokyo Hotel, Mitsui Hidetoshi banged the table and threw the chairs and roared loudly. Everything within reach was smashed to the ground.
The entire living room was lifeless. Except for Mitsui Handsome's roar, there was no sound. However, the three middle-aged men in formal suits standing in front of Mitsui Handsome didn't dare to raise their heads. Their faces were full of expressions. It's a guilty expression.
"Speak. Don't pretend to be dumb here. Don't you want to explain?" Mitsui Hidetoshi asked in a rough dress.
"She ran away," said the bald man standing in the middle.
Although this bald man is middle-aged, the murderous aura that he inadvertently reveals makes people know that this guy is not a kind person. But now standing in front of Mitsui Hidetoshi, he seems to be an honest man. Just like a primary school student being scolded by the teacher.
"Run away. How many people did you send? How could you let her run away?"
"Four people." The bald man said. "The four are all elite members of our Baqi Society. And they all carry guns-----This time it was my fault. I underestimated the woman's ability. Please punish Mr. Mitsui."
"Punishment." Mitsui Hidetoshi sneered. "Is it useful to punish you? Does it mean that the woman who punishes you will come back on her own?"
The bald man lowered his head and said nothing. But his body became more curved and his head lowered even lower.
"I really raised you bunch of stupid pigs." Mitsui Hidetoshi said angrily. "Do you know how much trouble it will cause me to let her run away. That Chinese boy is already troublesome enough. If he finds that woman .The trouble is even greater-----Tell me, tell me what I should do."
"Mr. Mitsui, I am willing to disembowel myself to punish my mistakes." The bald man whispered.
"Kill yourself by disemboweling yourself. That's what you think." Mitsui Hidetoshi sneered. "I'll give you two days to find that woman. If you can't find her, you know what to do."
"I understand." The bald man said seriously. "Mr. Mitsui, please rest assured. In two days, I promise to deliver the woman to you."
"Don't promise me. Not long ago, you just promised me that you would kill that woman. What's the result?" Mitsui Toshiaki snorted coldly. "Go away. From now on to the day after tomorrow, if you can't find that woman. Just prepare a coffin for you and your family."
"Yes." The bald man nodded in response. After saying that, he led the other two people to bow respectfully to Mitsui Handsome, and then walked out quickly.
"Damn. A bunch of trash." Mitsui Hidetoshi said angrily.
"My dear, why are you so angry?"
When the three men in suits walked out, the bedroom door was opened. A woman wearing only a transparent sexy underwear walked out with small steps. She asked Mitsui Hidetoshi in a cooing voice.
The woman's figure is very perfect. She is close to 1.8 meters tall. She is even much taller than Mitsui Hidetoshi. In this country, it is considered a rare breed for a woman to be so tall. And this woman has an excellent figure. She has big breasts and a perky butt. Especially those two long, snow-white legs. Any man who sees it will have the urge to hold it on his shoulders. If there are outsiders, they will definitely find that this woman only stood out from a talent show last year. A rising star in the art world. And now he is very popular in the entertainment circle of the island country.
"Come here." Mitsui Hidetoshi waved to the woman. When the woman walked to him with cat steps, Mitsui Hidetoshi pulled the woman and pressed her on the sofa. Then ----- then a famous voice came from the room The Three Character Classic of the Island Country.
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"It's actually Mitsui Hidetoshi. I didn't expect it. It turned out to be him." Yan Murong shook his head and sighed. "These island country devils are really capable. They even killed their own biological father."
"Since ancient times, wealthy families have had many grievances. This is normal." Long Caiyi said.
"Then why did you help him?" Yan Murong asked doubtfully.
"For money." Long Caiyi said without any concealment. "My people are suffering too much. And I can't help them. I can only choose this path."
As he said that, Long Caiyi shook his head mockingly. "Speaking of which, this is the first time I have done such a thing. When I was in China, no one came to see me. Besides, I am a Chinese and I don't want to harm my compatriots - ----It's different here. No matter how many people I kill, I won't feel guilty in my heart."
Hearing Long Caiyi's explanation, Yan Murong had the urge to laugh.
Good guy. Gu King. He sounds like such a domineering name. He actually did such a thing just because he was poor.
"You're here for this too, right?" Long Caiyi suddenly asked.
"Yes." Yan Murong touched his nose and said with some embarrassment. "That guy Toshiaki Mitsui was too generous. He gave me 100 million US dollars in one go and asked me to help him find the person who caused the poison."
"Then are you ready to hand me over now?" Long Caiyi asked with a half-smile.
"You are not allowed to hand over my master."
Before Yan Murong could speak, Ling'er jumped up and stood in front of Yan Murong. She looked at Yan Murong with her eyebrows raised, as if if Yan Murong nodded, she would kill Yan Murong with her eyes.
"It's so possible." Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "I didn't have this plan at first - besides, you are still my, uh, sister now."
Yan Murong felt particularly awkward when the word "sister" was mentioned. But fortunately, Long Caiyi looked young enough. If an old woman with wrinkles on her face called him "big brother", he would probably not even have dinner the next night. Have to spit it out.
"Then what are you going to do?" Long Caiyi asked.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Yan Murong scratched the back of his head and said with a depressed look. "It really didn't work out. I just said I couldn't find it. Isn't it just 100 million US dollars? If I don't want it, I won't."
"Hey. When did Young Master Yan become so generous?" Little Snake complained at the side.
"This is not a matter of generosity or stinginess." Yan Murong explained seriously. "This is a matter of principle - we are both Chinese. Now we have such a relationship. How could I do this?"
"Your principles have been eaten by dogs a long time ago." The little snake looked contemptuous. "But I have a way. Just sell Mitsui Hidetoshi directly - Mitsui Toshiaki asked you to help find the poison. Man, you just found out the mastermind. He should pay more."
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A caller who specializes in studying women once said that no matter what kind of women they are, their thinking is very strange. Yan Murong used to sneer at this statement, but now he believes it.
Let’s not talk about whether Toshiaki Mitsui believes it or not. If you say this like it is, it may bring a lot of trouble to the cooperation between the two companies. It is very unrealistic.