Tokyo, North District.

The word "North" should be the administrative district with the lowest presence in the twenty-three districts. Eight of the ten passers-by couldn't think of any well-known characteristics in the North District. Occasionally, I would forget that there is such an Akalin area.

"belch!"

"Isn't it just owed some alcohol money on credit? As for driving me out, you're such a snob!"

A man full of alcohol and could vaguely see a little handsome man staggeringly on the street.

He rode his bicycle in front and immediately drove by his side.

The pedestrians passing by were either indifferent or covered their noses. The drunken odor made people feel nauseous and nauseous. It was because there were too many such drunkards in this country that stood still.

However, just as the drunk man was stumbled and walked, a greasy middle-aged man holding a briefcase suddenly came towards him.

The greasy man looked down at his watch, sweat still oozing on his forehead, and his anxious and busy look was undoubtedly revealed.

"Dong!"

"Ah, let it go!"

One side is a drunk and unconscious drunken man, and the other side is a greasy office worker who bows his head and goes on. The two of them collide head-on without any suspense, and the standard of the collision posture is as if it were filmed in a film and television drama.

Unfortunately, there are neither corner alleys nor young girls holding slices of bread.

"ah!"

The greasy middle-aged briefcase flew to the side of the road, and at least not all the documents inside were spilled out.

"Dong!"

The drunk man was much more unbearable. He was caught off guard and sat on the side of the road. He was stunned for a few seconds before he could react.

Which guy with no eyes hit him!?

"You don't have eyes when walking?!" Mizuno Soichiro cursed, stood up from the ground and reached out to grab the other person's collar.

As an elite policeman, my grandson Liang is good at both physical and sword skills. Even if there are ten more drunks like this, my grandson Liang is not afraid, and he can easily take down the other party.

However, in the face of the drunk man holding his collar, my grandson Liang did not fight back, nor did he fight back, but instead showed a look of fear on his face.

"Click!"

He grabbed his collar and waved his fists in a pretentious manner. The drunk Soichiro Mizuno was a movie villain.

My grandson Liang also cooperated to tiptoe, otherwise how could he lift his net weight of more than 200 kilograms with Mizuno Soichiro's malnourished body?

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, you're fine." My grandson's nose turned sore, his eyes turned red immediately, and his body trembled.

Seeing this guy, Soichiro Mizuno was still angry.

A face is very close to my grandson Liang, so Ba cannot write the words he is not a good person on his face.

However, this fat guy with big ears is obviously a type of a bad guy, and maybe he is a small management team in the trading company. His salary is not low and he can extort a lot of money.

Mizuno Soichiro's drunken heart began to plan some messy things, which was almost a stealing instinct, and the same was true when he was drunk.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" My grandson Liang acted more urgently than Soichiro Mizuno, and grabbed Soichiro's wrist as if he was about to run away.

He is obviously the weaker side, but what he is thinking about at this time is how to get rid of the other side.

"Hospital? The hospital is not needed..." Mizuno Soichiro shook his head, but fell down and went to the hospital but couldn't find anything. It would be better to extort some money and leave, "Just give me the money and I'll go for the examination by myself!"

"That won't work, I'm so sorry, or I'll give you money and...we'll go have a drink."

Drinking a glass was a critical hit, and it hit the heart of Soichiro Mizuno.

"It's not impossible to drink a drink..." The drunk Soichiro Mizuno was a little confused and said a little bumpy, "Just go to that house over there."

Following the direction of Soichiro's finger, my grandson Liang curled his lips secretly. This guy really takes advantage of it. He chose a restaurant that doesn't look cheap.

Although it is also within the scope of izakaya, the decoration of the cats and dogs around is much higher, and the things sold inside are definitely not ordinary.

But it doesn't matter if this can be reimbursed.

I walked into the izakaya with my arms around my shoulders. I didn’t order anything else first. The two restaurants were beer first and ordered a lot of sake.

After three rounds of wine, Mizuno Soichiro, who was already drunk, slammed directly on the table, and didn't even eat a few bites of the dish, like a fish paralyzed on the land, struggling and panting.

"Brother Dog, I really... I wish I had met too late!" Mizuno Soichiro pushed open the beer bottle and held my grandson Liang's hand. He wished that the two of them would commit suicide by wiping their necks and seeing if they could be reincarnated into the same womb. "You are my brother!"

At first, Soichiro Mizuno thought that this large-tonnage greasy man was at least in his fifties, but he didn't expect that he was only in his early thirties.

"I was so embarrassed to save the intention of extorting you some money at the beginning..."

Whether you are drunk or not is from both inside and outside the island country.

My grandson Liang laughed, but his face was drunk but he was not drunk: "That brother Mizuno is now just that..."

"Street safety officers are responsible for the safety of the entire street." Soichiro Mizuno gave himself a thumbs up, as if this was really a supreme and glorious job.

"Haha." My grandson Liang curled his lips slightly, "That's really hard."

What kind of street security officer is just the same shitty thing as the self-house security guard?

The reason why I said that squatting at home was just a Nitt wandering on the street.

My grandson Liang remembers that the information clearly states that all Mizuno Soichiro's daily expenses come from his father's pension. He is already in his eighties. Now he is lying in bed every day waiting for the arrival of death. The only son who does not want him to die is to receive his own pension.

My grandson Liang wiped the dust in his heart. Fortunately, he had no wife, otherwise it would be bad in the future.

"I'm very happy to see the safety of the streets."

Such words should appear in the publicity car, and my grandson Liang continued to talk to Soichiro Mizuno on topics without any nutrition.

"Ah, I'm so envious..."

As we talked about the topic, we talked about marriage and children, but when faced with this topic, Soichiro Mizuno suddenly became furious.

"My kid, my kid, is so angry... he may have died on the roadside now."

No, my grandson Liang shook his head. Your boy is not only not dead, but also lives happily.

Intelligence work should be carried out step by step and should not be rushed. Although Sora Mizuno and his biological father have not had a good relationship, who secretly knows whether the two have made up.

"Welcome next time."

But a nail had been buried. With the general's happy greeting, my grandson Liang helped Soichiro leave slowly.

"My house lives in...the one in front...the one on the right..."
Chapter completed!