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Chapter 132 Black

Takeo Toru felt that fate played a big joke for him, a shocking joke. His first half of his life was ordinary, an ordinary university, an ordinary job, and a marriage were full of failures, but everything went from his way to Aokihara Sea, as if it was time to run, and the willows and flowers were bright.

The person who was given mysterious power by the fox monster, avenged his great revenge in life, and then risked his life to save him is the owner of a trading company.

No, I am just saying that trading companies are underestimating it, but it is famous in the entire Osaka area... It is close to the existence of consortiums, has involved in many industries, has countless lands, and has its own banks. Even compared with real consortiums, it is just a lack of foundation and fame.

And now the other party is asking for a lot of money to thank himself without saying a word?

Is this a replica of the fairy tale of River God, Golden Axe and Silver Axe?

"Mr. Guardian, Guardian." The deputy assistant shouted respectfully twice, but did not show disrespect for the identity of Guardian Takeo's social livestock.

Just kidding, the other party pulled the boss back from the brink of death. The first thing the boss woke up was to ask himself to thank his savior. If nothing unexpected happened, the guardian was sure to be a big celebrity in front of the boss, and it might not be necessary to transfer the guardian from the other party's company to our company.

Our company wants people, but those small fish and shrimp trading companies dare not let go?

"Ah, hello, sorry, I'm distracted." Takeozuo, the guardian, came back to his senses and smiled restrainedly.

The assistant could not tell from the slouching smile and simple dress that he was a hero who dared to jump into the river to save people.

The assistant smiled understandingly: "The president is still in treatment and it is not convenient to receive you, so I'm assigned to send you 100 million yen first."

One hundred million yen.

Takeo Yu's nose was a little sore. He was not dizzy by the huge money that fell from the sky. Instead, he felt ridiculous. He worked hard in the company and worked overtime, which was only more than four million a year. This was a good salary among the same graduates, but he had to save 100 million yen for more than 20 years. In fact, after deducting mortgages, living expenses and other consumption, 100 million yen may be the money he could save after spending his whole life, including pensions.

What is Kameda's family fighting for? Isn't it just the 50 million that Kameda saved after working for more than 20 years? Of course, if you include a few properties, Kameda's inheritance will also have more than 100 million.

Unreal, absurd, ridiculous.

This million yen suddenly hit his head.

Just like... "Million Pounds", Takeo Muro remembered a novel he had read in his mind.

When talking about remittance, the assistant smiled gently and politely: "Please understand that this is not the president using money to measure your heroic behavior, it is just the president's gratitude for you to save your life..."

"Understand, understand." The guardian Takeo is not that saint. It is his responsibility to save people. He will not force them to give them money or not. If the rescued person is an ordinary family, he will not accept the money without saying anything. However, 100 million yen is not even a small amount of money for a top rich man like their president.

And if you give money is an insult, please insult him more.

After exchanging contact information, after several attempts by the assistant and bent down to see him off, the guardian Takeo stepped on the ground with heavy and light steps, walking floating on the streets.

Several colleagues tactfully avoided the car when they saw a row of cars coming. The huge city seemed to have become a world where he guarded the capital of Takeo tonight.

After wiping the corners of his eyes, Takeo Guardian didn't know when he actually cried.

"I'm really a greedy villain." Wiping off my tears, Takeo Shuo scolded himself with a self-deprecating voice.

With the absurd 100 million yen as the foundation, he felt as if he suddenly became taller. Walking on the street, he was one end taller than others. The 100 million yen became a stone under his feet, making him unconsciously see the top of others' heads.

He stopped in front of a barbecue restaurant along the street, touched his wallet, looked at the price list outside the store for a while, and walked in.

"A part of half-cooked beef, a part of corned beef tongue, a part of hummus..."

“Is it that beef discount package?”

"Ah, yes, please give me one."

"One thousand three hundred yen, patronized."

Half an hour later, licked the corner of his mouth, and Shuimu Yu walked out of the barbecue restaurant with satisfaction. Although the amount of dishes was not enough for him to eat, the taste was too delicious.

The taste of the discount package should not be underestimated. There are cheaper shops in Xicheng District... If you spend 100 million yen, you can eat 100,000 times each time.

"By the way, buy a gift for the jinggong." Passing by a nearby store, the guardian Takeo got in for an hour this time. When he came out again, he was carrying two large bags in his hand.

In addition to buying it for his daughter, he also bought himself a small gift with a little selfish intention.

After all this trouble, it was already night when I got home. I quietly opened my daughter's door and put the gift on my daughter's bedside with a smile.

"Papa..."

The guardian's movements were very careful, but he didn't expect to wake up his daughter.

"It's me, really bow, hurry up and go to bed, otherwise you won't wake up the next morning."

"I can't sleep."

Takeo Masato sat by the bed and gently patted his daughter on the back: "How come he can't sleep? Tell dad."

"Today, this afternoon..." Zhengong's little body trembled, "Zhengong saw an older sister jumping down from the bridge..."

"There are many bad people around her. Everyone around them watched, no one dared to go up to help, and then the sister... jumped into the river."

"Dad, why is no one willing to come forward to help? If someone helps, will my sister not die?"

"dad……"

...

[Sadly, this afternoon, a woman from Dotonbori Kawasaki jumped into the river and committed suicide, suspected of having an emotional change.]

The Osaka News on your phone shows the tragedy that happened this afternoon, which should be what Zhengong said about someone jumping into the river.

What's strange is that the live description on the news is completely different from what Makoto said, and it is intriguing. Takeo Toru searched through several news interfaces on his mobile phone, but did not see any news reports that a vehicle fell into the river.

Is that big shot who doesn't want to be on the news or has other hidden information?

Sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, the guards Takeo didn't know what he was thinking.

He knew a long time ago that there are two kinds of invisible people in the world.

One is the invisible top floor, the top floor people are living behind the scenes like a hermit. When they want to work to satisfy their curiosity, all their eyes, media, and spotlights will gather in an instant, and a clay figure can also reflect colorfully. When they plan to practice, no media dares to uncover the curtain and disturb them.

There is an invisible bottom layer in the world. These bottom layers are blind and mute, unable to see all kinds of colors, unable to say a few words, wine, meat, neon lights, and justice will not look at them.

The unexpectedly obtained 100 million yen made the guard almost lose the direction of his life and dig out his extraordinary abilities. He was just one of thousands of screws. When a screw accidentally escaped from the production line, it was still a screw.

"Squeak."

Opening the product bag, Takeo Morito took out the Kamen Rider helmet he just bought.

The glass of the helmet reflected his entire ordinary face. Every inch of his skin was tortured by life and his muscles had developed the humble habit of laughing at everyone. The corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and the bags of his eyes became bigger and bigger. The eyes were out of place with the whole face. A pair of ignition lighted up in those eyes.

If you gain extraordinary power and don’t use it well, what’s the difference between you and your original cowardly self?

There must be other invisible darkness in the corner of this world.

If no one comes out in this world to uphold justice, let me execute justice!

"I want to be..." Takeo Murato looked at the Kamen Rider helmet in his hand.

"Hero!"
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