The Kyoto Bubble Era: Starting from the Sale of Hundreds of Millions of Properties

Chapter 105 Wait till you die! (33, please give me a reward)
Irie was making all kinds of preparations to deal with the bad situation, but the scene in front of him still made him look stupid.

Sakurai Saeko, who was unconscious, huddled in the corner of the door, her hands were covered with blood, and what was even worse was Yamada Hiroshi who fell to the side, his head was smashed, bleeding profusely, and behind him was a bewildered Asano straight people.

"Call an ambulance!" Naoto Asano yelled at him.

Sakurai Saeko's clothes and trousers were intact, and she was prepared for the moment when Yamada Yang bullied him, she picked up the bottle and shot him in the head!

It's just that she drank the problematic drink before, and after realizing that her mind was blurred and her body was hot, she cut her hands with broken glass to stay awake. For some reason, the first thing she thought of was to call Kitahara Sosuke.

"Didn't you hear that? Call an ambulance! His head is bleeding a lot!" Naoto Asano continued to howl.

Irie was hesitating a bit, the one lying on the ground was still the head of the group.

Then Kitahara Sosuke walked in, followed by Yamada Masamune with the same ugly face.

He saw Saeko Sakurai in a pool of blood at first glance. That cold and proud beauty was helplessly huddled in a corner, holding the broken beer bottle firmly in her hand.

Compared with Kobayashi Kyoko, she is colder and hotter, and she actually shot Yamada Yang in the head.

Seeing someone approaching, Saeko Sakurai slowly raised the half of the wine bottle in her hand.

"it's me."

After hearing that voice, she froze for a moment, then put down the wine bottle and let the other party pick her up.

The clever Ishihara Hana had already ordered a taxi, and Fujiwara Norika took Sakurai Saeko, and together with Ishihara Hana, took her to the hospital first.

Now, there are only a few men left in the private room.

"North, Kitahara." Angry Asano Naoto saw Kitahara Sosuke, subconsciously shrank his head, "Why are you here?"

Masamune Yamada looked at his delirious son on the ground, furious. He could guess what happened with his ass, but that woman had a close relationship with Sosuke Kitahara.

Irie was dipping his fingers in the drink on the ground and tasted it, then looked at Kitahara Sosuke: "It's a drug with a very strong effect. That lady probably forcibly maintained her consciousness through the wound on her hand."

"No, that's not the case. We haven't touched Sakurai yet. No, it's President Yamada." Naoto Asano, who was a little incoherent, looked at Sosuke Kitahara.

"Mr. Kitahara." Masamune Yamada suppressed his anger. He prepared all night, kowtowed for mercy, offered money and beautiful women, and finally got Kitahara Sosuke's promise, but he was ruined by this idiot son at once. !

"Your son is seriously injured. I'll go and call an ambulance."

Kitahara Sosuke smiled, ignored everyone, and walked out the door.

After a while he was back, pulling a small cart full of cold beer.

"Give way, the ambulance is coming."

Kitahara Sosuke pushed the trolley over, and then closed the door with one kick.

"Mr. Kitahara." Yamada Masamune took another step forward.

"Snapped!"

A beer bottle bloomed on his head.

Cold beer was flowing down his forehead, and it was the first time Irie saw his father being mercilessly headshot in front of his face, and he was about to pounce on him when he got up.

"Stop! Ah Zheng! I'm fine!" Yamada Masamune wiped his face and shouted loudly.

Naoto Asano was completely stunned.

Kitahara Sosuke walked up to Yamada Yang and squatted down, looking at him with a smile.

"President Yamada, do you want me to drink with you this time?" Kitahara Sosuke pulled the trolley over, and Yamada Yang, who was a little confused, shuddered, and suddenly got up from the ground, holding back the pain on his head and facing to retreat later.

The collar was pulled.

Now seeing the beer bottle and Kitahara Sosuke, he was conditioned to fear and fear.

Why does this guy always hang over himself like a shadow?

"The drink he gave Sakurai, that kind of drug, get me ten times the amount and put it in the beer." Kitahara Sosuke glanced at Irie Masa.

Irie hesitated for a while, but ran out to do it, and soon he came back with a large glass of beer.

"Mr. Kitahara, if you drink such a large amount, you may not be able to wake up."

Kitahara Sosuke took the beer, looked at Yamada Yang who was being carried by him like a chick, and moved over.

"No, no, no, please! I, I..." Yamada Yang struggled frantically, then looked at the small cart beside him, picked up a beer bottle and threw it on his head!
The beer bottle shattered open!

Cold beer splashed all over the two of them.

Kitahara Sosuke was still smiling.

"Clap clap-"

Yamada Yang threw a beer bottle on his head recklessly, the whole scene was extremely weird.

Irie was feeling the frightening aura emanating from Kitahara Sosuke, holding the beer mug like this, and suddenly calmed down the four men present.

After more than a dozen strokes, Yamada Yang groaned weakly, he could no longer hold the beer bottle, and his head was covered with glass shards and blood.

Kitahara Sosuke looked at him, and suddenly asked: "President Yamada, did Sakurai-san beg you to let her go?"

"Yes" Yamada Yang uttered a word with difficulty.

Saeko Sakurai, who was a little aware of something wrong at first, wanted to leave, so she put down her body and begged them, but she was rejected. In the end, she picked up the wine bottle and popped his head with all her strength, cutting herself. , curled up in a corner and called Kitahara Sosuke.

Nao Asano didn't dare to continue because he didn't know where the call was going.

He didn't expect that this woman who was short of money could afford a mobile phone!
"Then did you let her go?" Kitahara Sosuke asked again with a smile.

He shook his head subconsciously, but he was shouting in his heart, "I didn't touch her, and I got shot in the head!"

It's a pity Kitahara Sosuke couldn't hear it.

He suddenly poured a large glass of beer in his hand into Yamada Yang's mouth in front of the eyes of the other three, not a drop left!
"Ugh!" Yamada Yang, who was let go, rolled on the ground in pain.

"Section Chief Kitahara, are you crazy?!" Naoto Asano turned pale with shock, and took a few steps back.

"President Asano, this is how you ask for a 10 billion loan? Use your subordinate's body?" Kitahara Sosuke looked at him like a dog, and then looked at Yamada Masamune, "If President Yamada repays the 10 billion, we Everything I said before is void."

"It won't be returned, don't worry!" Yamada Masamune lowered his head.

"That's good, by the way, I spent a lot of money on these beers, don't waste it." Kitahara Sosuke walked over and patted him on the shoulder, and finally looked at Naoto Asano coldly, "President Asano, wait to die you."

He walked out of the private room, and there was the sound of crackling beer bottles hitting his head.

Yamada Yang can't die after washing his stomach, but it is absolutely impossible for the Yamada group to let him go.

Yamada Masamune thought that these materials could not overthrow Ito Wan?

Passing by the original private room, the quintuplets followed him to the parking lot.

"Take a taxi and go home." Kitahara Sosuke left behind a sentence and drove to the hospital.

Although five people can still be squeezed together, but he is not in the mood right now.

I am still too merciful, the enemy should be completely defeated and wiped out!

In the past, the idea of ​​being a human being and staying on the front line in China does not apply here, and this era is much more bloody and brutal than later.

Let the Yamada-gumi, Naoto Asano, Hamanaka Tao, and Ito Wan be the stepping stones for your ascension.

Arriving at the hospital, Ishihara Hana and Fujiwara Norika had already returned home. Saeko Sakurai was fine, but had a skin injury and drank drugs. After waking up, she bandaged and treated the wound. She refused Fujiwara Norika's offer to send her home. Request, prepare to go back alone.

Unexpectedly, before leaving the hospital, he ran into Sosuke Kitahara who was driving here.

"Section Chief Beiyuan." Saeko Sakurai looked at him with complicated emotions.

Kitahara Sosuke pointed to the passenger seat: "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

"No, don't bother you"

"Get in the car! Be obedient!"

"Sea Wing~" Saeko Sakurai got into the car with her head lowered as a child who did something wrong.

"Where is home? Why didn't you let Fujiwara and the others send it? What if something happened? How is the wound on your hand? Are you still dizzy?"

Kitahara Sosuke spat out a bunch of questions like a cannonball.

Sakurai Saeko reported the address, and then said the condition of the wound.

They are all harmless traumas, and they will heal in a few days without leaving scars.

The car drove all the way, and came to the outermost suburbs of the Central District. Unexpectedly, Saeko Sakurai, who had worked in Tosan for five or six years, actually lived in a place worse than the Asahi Community.

No wonder they didn't want Fujiwara and the others to accompany them.

The two got out of the car and walked into a dilapidated floor-to-ceiling room. The walls were mottled, and the wall skin was almost completely peeled off. It was also filled with various small advertising papers.

"Welcome back, sister~" Two voices sounded, a man and a woman.

The boy was about 12 years old, and he was sitting in a wheelchair. The girl lying on the bed was [-] or [-] years old. She looked very much like Saeko Sakurai.

"Hiro, Ningko, have you eaten yet?" Saeko Sakurai smiled on her iceberg-like face.

"I ate it, but sister Ning Zi"

"Hong!" The voice of the girl lying on the bed who could only look at the ceiling was a little annoyed.

"Ningko!" Sakurai Saeko put down her things and hurried to the bed, she skillfully turned her sister over, Sakurai Ningko burst into tears, and there was a stench from under her body.

I couldn't help it again, and it was all on the bed!
She was sobbing and didn't want her sister to see it.

"Section Chief Kitahara, I'm sorry, I have to." Saeko Sakurai looked at him apologetically, "Why don't you go out to get some air?"

The girl named Ningzi sobbed and turned her head vigorously, and was stunned when she saw Kitahara Sosuke.

My sister brought her boyfriend back?
If you do this yourself, will you scare people away!
Kitahara Sosuke nodded, then leaned over to the boy in the wheelchair and asked, "Is your name Hiroshi? My brother pushed you to go outside to see the moon?"

"Okay, Sister Saeko usually doesn't allow me to go out! Is my brother Sister Saeko's boyfriend?" The boy clapped his hands and nodded.

Kitahara Sosuke pushed his wheelchair out so that Sakurai Saeko and Sakurai Ningko would not be so embarrassed.

"No, I'm Sakurai-san's colleague." Kitahara Sosuke smiled, "Does Hiro-kun like watching anime?"

　In addition, the examination showed retinal splitting in both eyes. Is there any way to treat it?Will you be blind?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)