Finally, Saeko Mushima, who had barely returned to her sanity, stood up from the ground and slightly tidied up her messy yukata.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, after the whole piece of clothing was properly smoothed, the only place on the chest was still loose.

The purple-haired beauty who had regained her dignity and calmness walked to Bai Tangjing slowly and pressed her hand to organize the tableware.

"I was so anxious just now. You shouldn't be full of this kind of late-night snack. Do you want to have extra meals?"

"You have to go to class tomorrow, right? You have to go to Dongda University by winning the Yulong Banner. If you don't have the energy to keep up with the progress of doing midnight snacks, I will feel guilty."

Bai Tangjing was indeed not full, but he still expressed concern about his senior sister's studies against his will.

“…”

Saeko Yamato Saeko's smile was undetectable for a moment of stalemate.

"It's really hard to refute that the genius who can directly enter Tokoma said this... But please don't worry, thanks to your training, even if I'm in Tokoma Kendo now, my words are a bit important."

It means you don’t have to worry about your studies anymore?

Bai Tangjing laughed and savored the aroma of fried pork chops left between his lips and teeth. He couldn't help but fold his hands at Saeko.

"Then please."

~~~~~~~

Fukushima Prefecture, Toyama Mansion.

Gangsters, or the ultimate Taoism, are legal industries in Japan.

As the headquarters of the Toyama Group, the local tyrant of Fukushima Prefecture, it is also the residence of Hideki Toyama.

The Japanese-style courtyard building covering an area of ​​two hectares is a building complex that is eye-catching even because Fukushima is located in the countryside and the land price is not expensive.

"Dong-"

The deer in the dry mountain water courtyard filled with water and knocked on the stone and bounced back to its original position.

He also woke up in a black suit that was lying on the gravel road and dared not move. He shouted in cold sweat.

"Team leader, the above is all about the matter!"

In the black suit, there are many nicknames that sound very frightening, such as "The Ghost of the Distant Mountain", "Fukushima Mad Dragon".

He came from the bottom of the team and now he was holding a gang organization under the Yuanshan Group in his hand and became a team leader.

It is an existence that is sufficient to be called an ideal form among the extreme Tao.

But here, his identity is just a soundtrack between Hikiki, a distant mountain, and many subordinates.

As the object of his report, an elderly kimono with erect muscles but tall height was sitting next to the fish pond, holding a handful of fish food in his hand, leisurely and contented.

"Is that so? Mingxiang is dead...

After practicing some tricks and having some confidants, I thought I was a fool of myself. Not only did I save my life, but I also took advantage of the 'red sand' that I just stood up to my feet. I would not be too careful to die."

The black suit lying on the ground did not dare to raise his head, but his eyes were filled with horror.

"Everyone says that tigers don't eat their children, but... don't even care if the only parent-child dies!"

"What do you say below?"

The old man rubbed the fish food on his hands and asked inadvertently.

The black suit carefully tentatively.

"The brothers below are all indignant, saying that the boy not only refused to be your adopted son seven years ago, but now he has killed Young Master Mingxiang. Everyone is clamoring to go to Tokyo to personally take down the boy's head, wash away the shame, and avenge the Young Master. Look..."

"Indignation? Just show it to me!"

I dare not respond in a black suit.

The old man casually left behind the scattered fish food, and the gorgeous and huge koi flocked to him... just like the idiots under his command who thought he could touch the position of the heir.

"No one can take action when I pass my order."

The black suit couldn't hear the emotions in his tone, and he didn't dare to look at his expression. He had to swallow his saliva with difficulty.

"...yes."

"Then."

Asuka Hideki of the Asuka changed his tone, his murderous aura overflowed from his pale mouth like a knife that left his body.

"Send someone to the Wu clan to place an order and send the little ghost's head here!"

The black suit was shocked when he heard this.

"Allen, when the little devil left home to Tokyo a year ago, we went to his house to pick up the people together. You should remember, right?"

"...yes."

How could I forget it?

The infamous tycoon of Fukushima came to visit him, but the young man was the only one in the eyes of an old couple.

When the boy bowed and thanked for the grace of his support for several years, the caution and gratitude in their eyes were simply beyond words.

It would be fine if it was a play of a bad boy abused his adoptive parents, but this level of "evil" in the extreme can't even be considered a topic of conversation.

But black suits can guarantee that they have been viewed by their years of view, and that the elderly couple will not only have no trace of abuse. On the contrary, their living standards are top in the entire community they live in.

When he investigated Bai Tangjing's background a few years ago, this family was almost out of business!

At this moment, even the black suit was resentful of the adoptive parents' attitude towards the teenager.

But when the boy was riding in the same car with him without expression...

He came from the bottom of the underworld and was tattooed with Prajna tattoo by the team leader himself and understood the feeling of the old couple.

Even if a rabbit stays with a tiger without murderous intention, it will be so scared that it will be too scary to die on the spot.

"So, go and find the Wu clan now!"

The tone of the faraway mountain Hideki suddenly became ferocious, and the originally granular fish food at his fingertips is now spilling like powder.

"A character like Bai Tangjing will have to divide life and death if you take action!"

"It's all the time, and I still want to use a knife and a gun." The old man clapped his palm and swept away the remaining fish food powder. "Do you think I thought that boy was interested in being able to fight and wanted to accept him as his adopted son?"

"What I like is the ruthless spirit that seems to face death in the next second, that kind of persistence!"

"...In the era of technology, it's useful to be able to beat."

The black suit was sweating profusely and hurriedly retreated.
Chapter completed!