Lu Mingfei: The Return of King Eldon

Chapter 166 The girl who is as drunk as sweet wine

Chapter 166 The girl who is as drunk as sweet wine
A few hours later, in the mountains on the outskirts of Osaka, Gokurakukan.

"That's how it is." A man in black knelt on one knee in the room and said to the "Ryoma" in front of him.

After speaking, the man fell into silence.All around him are richly decorated rooms, the walls are as gorgeous as red glaze.Every floor has been polished and polished, and even every pillar is hung with priceless original works of art.

Among the decorations worth hundreds of millions of yen, the man knelt on the ground silently, staring at the back of "Ryoma" without speaking.

The organizational structure of the Ghost Clan is like shogi in Japanese culture, and it is much more hierarchical than the Snaki Bajia.Different leaders correspond to the titles of different chess pieces. The three most distinguished leaders are "King General", "Dragon King" and "Dragon Horse".The Sheqi Bajia can be regarded as a strictly hierarchical underworld family, and the high-level members even have the right to order the bottom-level members to apologize.However, in front of the fierce ghosts who kill like dogs, the Sheqi Bajia is almost benevolent, like a gentle charity.

"Didn't any news come out?" Long Ma still had a slightly lazy tone, listening to her voice, it seemed that she didn't care about this matter at all.

"Yes, we have sent more than 20 killers, even if the four opponents are all law enforcement officers from the same family, it is enough to take them down." The man still knelt on the ground on one knee, lowering his head and not daring to look directly into Ryoma's eyes. "However, in just one minute, all our killers disappeared. They didn't send any news, we just heard their last screams."

"Heh." Ryoma smiled indifferently, and slowly turned his back to the man.

Her voice was as sweet and intoxicating as rice wine. "Dragon Horse", one of the three supreme leaders among the demons, was actually a woman, and a beautiful and charming girl.She was slowly gathering her kimono, her smooth and beautiful back was exposed in front of the man, every inch of her skin was as beautiful as jade.When she turned around, facing those amber-like star eyes, the man didn't dare to raise his head to look at her, as if just looking at each other would make him fall into a sweet dream.

"I don't care how those hounds did it." Ryoma turned slightly, showing a sweet and charming smile like candy. "But since the matter is so abnormal, report it to Lord Dragon King, he will solve everything."

"Yes." The man nodded vigorously, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Ryoma" is a civilian leader with a sweet smile, but "Dragon King" is the complete opposite.Facing the god-killing raw student from the Bajia of Sheqi, all the ghosts have relied on the "Dragon King" to contend with him for many years.Yuan Zhisheng had never captured the Dragon King, because even he, the director of the executive bureau, didn't know the name of the Dragon King.

No one can know the name of the Dragon King, because all the people the Dragon King wants to kill are dead, and even the Bajia of Sheqi can't stop it.

"I'm going to report to Lord Dragon King!" The man said goodbye quickly, and walked out without looking back.In the vermilion luxurious room, only Ryoma was left standing in front of the mirror.

She was still wearing the unconservative kimono, and she was slim and graceful. Only the master sculptors of the Renaissance could carve out such beautiful female curves.The design of this kimono can be called coquettish, exposing large areas of the girl's beautiful skin.

"Do you think... will he like this suit?" Even though there were no audience, Ryoma still held the mirror with his hand.She muttered to herself in front of the mirror, her pupils, which were as beautiful as stars, were full of mist at this moment.

The bewildered eyes of a deer, the perfect figure of a goddess, coupled with this set of unconservative clothes, even the eminent monks in the temple may feel like returning to vulgarity after seeing it.But Ryoma just sighed slightly, her beauty is peerless, but she may not be able to win the sincerity of her sweetheart.

"Ding dong." A certain bell on the table rang, which meant that the Bliss Pavilion welcomed a distinguished guest.

The timing is really unfortunate. As soon as the opening bell rang, Ryoma's eyes quickly became sober and restrained.She sighed softly, took off the kimono she designed for him, and put on a normal suit for receiving distinguished guests.

In order to get closer to his side, she still needs to continue to work hard.

Downstairs, the first floor of the Bliss Pavilion.

"Congratulations to Mr. Chisong! Mr. Chisong is so lucky!" Contrary to the quiet upstairs, on the huge and open first floor of the Bliss Museum, the world is full of gamblers shouting ecstatically, and the sound of pachinko marbles fills the air.

Different from Longma's room, the ground floor of the Bliss Pavilion is a casino, a casino that is so luxurious that it is exaggerated, and the word extravagance is not worthy of describing the exaggeration of the Bliss Pavilion.Outside the Gokkakukan, beautiful girls in kimonos welcome and see off the guests, but as soon as they step into the main entrance of the Gokkakukan, the men will be overwhelmed by hormones, almost lost in the paradise of beautiful girls.

There are not only beautiful girls in kimonos, but also enthusiastic samba dancers shaking their chests on drums, and waving flamingo feathers in their hands with the music; on the other side are countless maids and dealers in scantily dressed clothes. Walking around, they are all dressed in revealing bunny girl costumes, and gamblers can touch their rabbit tails while gambling at any time; Lingerie model.

"Congratulations Mr. Chimatsu! Mr. Chimatsu, what wish do you want to realize tonight?" Beside the biggest winner tonight, the bunny girl with beautiful makeup smiled coquettishly, her body was stuck to the potbellied capitalist body.

Mr. Akamatsu laughed boldly, hugged a bunny girl and a waiter, and kissed these beautiful beauties directly in public.But the surrounding onlookers didn't show any disgusting expressions. Facing the big capitalists hugging left and right, they only had envy on their faces.

This is the rule of the Bliss Hall, there is no shame in the Bliss Hall, and the dignity of a person depends entirely on gambling and social status.If you win enough money, you'll be able to make a wish to the Pavilion of Bliss.The more money you win, the more outrageous your wishes will be.With the social power behind the Bliss Pavilion, they can even let you have dinner with the Prime Minister, and even spend a good night with any popular female star
Tonight the capitalist has won 12 billion yen, which is enough to make a medium wish come true.

"Haha, I heard that young virgins can increase the luck of people like me. I wonder if the ladies in the Bliss Palace can help me do that?" Mr. Chisong grinned, and many people around him were his confidantes. , he made no secret of his wishes today.

"Is this Mr. Akamatsu's wish?" The girl's voice approached from far away, and Ryoma in a suit gradually came up. "This kind of small wish, of course the wish fund of the Bliss Museum can fulfill it for you. Huh?"

Ryoma suddenly let out a little snort, and Mr. Akamatsu frowned.

At some point, a man in a black windbreaker appeared beside the luxurious gambling table.This man didn't have any entourage or luggage, and just sat across from him with his eyes downcast, as if he was one of the gamblers holding hundreds of millions of yen.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Long Ma resisted the urge to frown, this man appeared so abruptly, when did he sit here?

"Ah, first time meeting, you can call me Ricardo·M·Lu." The man under the black windbreaker smiled slightly and spread his empty hands. "I heard that Mr. Chisong won many battles tonight. Let's meet Mr. Chisong for a while. By the way, we can see the ace casino in the big city."

 Today's chapter is a bit late, because the author is a poor ghost, and poverty limits the author's imagination.In order to polish this chapter, the author has read the relevant chapters of the original book again. Today's update is 40 minutes late, please forgive me.

  
 
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