I can't be the hero of a romantic light novel

It's over, it's over now.

Almost all of those taken away by Gentaro Muraki were the backbone and small leaders of [Taito]. Without these people, the members below might have inappropriate thoughts, and one day he, the young master, might be tied up. Give it to your enemy.

When it comes to defeating the upper hand, these Yakuza elements are so skillful at playing it.

If he had known there would be such a big fuss, he would have ordered people to smash all the cameras of the reporters.

Don't let me find the opportunity, otherwise I will chop off all your fingers and see how you press the shutter!

In order to vent his anger, Nasu Shuichiro slapped the lawyer away. The poor lawyer's lip was split, and the smell of blood spread throughout his mouth. But he did not dare to call the police. He also had a darling wife in her 20s. What to do if Tao takes him away.

It is no longer realistic to get [Taito]'s brother out of the police station. Shuichiro Nasu will return to the headquarters to take charge and ensure that he does his best to maintain the stability of people's hearts in this precarious situation.

"Get the money out!"

Shuichiro Nasu pulled the red-tie lawyer up from the ground and punched him in the stomach involuntarily. The latter spit out acidic water and hurriedly took out his wallet from his pocket, but was snatched away before he could open it.

Shuichiro Nasu took all the money in the wallet without looking at the money and threw it to the lawyer's empty wallet.

"Well, those don't include commission." The red-tie lawyer was about to cry. It contained his newly paid salary, which amounted to more than 80 yen. He also wanted to take his beloved wife on a trip.

Shuichiro Nasu didn't care about his screams at all. He got in the car and stepped on the accelerator, picking up the dust and rushing back to the headquarters of [Taito].

Before reaching the entrance of the aquatic product processing plant, a parade was blocked and the car could not move forward. Nasu Shuichiro had to stop the car and walk, followed by several younger brothers to clear the way for him.

"Give way!"

"Guy who is in the way, get out of here!"

After a while of pushing and shoving, the crowd was knocked down by the unreasonable way opened by Nasu Shuichiro and his party. Some people even scratched their foreheads on the stone wall lined by the roadside.

The younger brother Ben showed loyalty in front of the young master, but little did he know that such behavior made them the focus of the audience and attracted everyone's attention.

"Look, they seem to be entering the aquatic product processing plant!"

"That iconic bald head, doesn't that make him [Tai Dou]?"

"It really sounds like that. Could the young man surrounded by those bald heads be their leader?"

The reporters' ears twitched and they came over after smelling the smell.

The shots of various long guns and short cannons were shot almost against the heads of Nasu Shuichiro and others. The clicks of the shutter were heard one after another. Nasu Shuichiro, illuminated by the flash, could hardly open his eyes and stretched out his hand to block his eyes.

Shuichiro Nasu's behavior of covering his face was photographed by reporters and used as the homepage photo of the report.

When they finally returned to the aquatic product processing plant, Nasu Shuichiro was about to say a few words to reunite the brothers' impetuous hearts. Unexpectedly, the locked door was knocked open and a group of heavily armed police surrounded them.

The big shots above didn't say anything, and with the help of Kawaki Media and Principal Suzuki, the Shindaidai Police Department finally made up its mind to eradicate [Taito].

The police had a clear division of labor and subdued a large number of people in the blink of an eye. The remaining Ji Dao could not control so much. This was the first time they had seen this situation, and they knew in their hearts that [Tai Dou] was finished this time.

"Young master, leave quickly!" The remaining loyalists rushed towards the police to buy time for Nasu Shuichiro.

Shuichiro Nasu was almost chatting with teeth. As a young master, he was naturally clean and tidy. It was guaranteed that the police would not be able to find any crimes no matter how much they investigated. All the files were processed perfectly.

But the current situation is beyond his control. If he doesn't leave, he will probably be imprisoned with a random name, which will not even have the chance to make a comeback.

Either leave the remaining brothers and leave to gain a chance of survival.

Either give in and get caught, and then there will never be a chance to turn around.

It is a very simple truth to choose the lesser of two evils.

Nasu Shuichiro made a decision almost immediately and slipped away through the low door under the cover of a group of loyalists.

The back door was blocked, leaving only a small hidden door leading directly to another block.

This place was dug by my father in the past to prevent unforeseen events, but he didn't expect it to be used today.

Countless people came in with the police, and they broke through the blockade with excitement. Among them, the people who had been pushed and fell outside were the most excited.

Before leaving, Shuichiro Nasu took one last reluctant look at the thriving 'Okubo Fisheries' warehouse filled with cans.

The coins left by Wuma Xingjin in his pocket were like stones that hurt his skin.

Chapter 194 If you don’t have money, of course you have to do it. If you don’t do it, you won’t have food to eat.

· Nasu Shuichiro remembered what Wuma Seijin said.

"What you mean by convincing people with virtue is to kill them all?"

"Then just wait and see!"

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A week has passed since [Taito] was annihilated by the police and completely disappeared from history. A large number of industries left in western Tokyo were annexed, and even Okubo Fisheries were thoroughly investigated.

The former president, Nasu Hidetakaomi, was admitted to the hospital when he learned of this.

The whereabouts of Shuichiro Nasu, the young master of "Taito", are unknown. Under the revenge of Principal Suzuki, he is charged with abetting the kidnapping of minors and is on the police's wanted list.

The excitement on the Internet gradually subsided, and everything was happy. The incident seemed to have ended just like that.

Now that there are less than three days left before the semi-finals of the Tokyo Autumn Art Prize, people’s attention has returned to the Art Prize competition.

Late February, rest day.

Snow is more likely to fall in late February and early March than in January.

The plum blossoms have already bloomed and spring seems to be coming. Snowing at this time will be annoying to many people.

As the date of the competition gets closer and closer, the highlights of the concerned players are played on the giant screens in the streets of Shinjuku in turn, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch, completely forgetting the snowflakes falling on their shoulders.

There is a roadside advertisement with a young actress holding a skin cream in her hand. The general meaning is that it is recommended to housewives who often do housework. Women should pay attention to taking care of their skin.

Next to the advertising sign, a North American woman with blond hair, blue eyes and freckles spoke in broken Japanese.

"This is the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards. It's true that watching the competition in Japan is the most exciting place."

The person being talked to was a couple wearing masks and hats, covering most of their faces.

They look like a couple, but the freckled girl isn't sure.

As for why we use "looks", it's because the distance between the two is both young and ambiguous, much like the male and female protagonists in youth romance novels.

Although the appearance cannot be seen clearly, the handsome eyebrows of the boy and girl can be seen through the gap of the lowered hat brim.

The boy's bright eyes are very handsome, and the girl's amber-like eyes are even more beautiful like gems. If it weren't for the reserved character of the Japanese, the freckled girls would want to reach out and take off their masks.

"Is the Tokyo Autumn Art Festival famous abroad?"

The girl's voice is as warm as a sunflower.

It sounds so good.

The freckled girl's mood was as heavy as the bad weather in Tokyo, but after hearing the girl's sweet voice, it was as if she had been basked in the warm spring sun and disappeared without a trace.

It’s incredible how just a short sentence can make someone positive.

The freckled woman came back to her senses and said with a smile: "Of course, many TV stations outside Japan are fighting fiercely for the right to broadcast the Tokyo Autumn Art Awards."

"By the way, my favorite contestant is Kamijou Shinji from the Hokkaido First Conservatory of Music. Born in Hokkaido, he has a long-lasting romance of being in a snow country, and his singing skills are first-rate. It is said that he was hired by an entertainment company last year."

"What about you? There are probably no Japanese who don't watch the Art Awards, right? Do you have any players to support?"

"Yes, of course it's Koto Arakawa from Hachioji High School...well." The Himawari girl quickly covered the boy's mouth to stop him from continuing to speak.

The sunflower girl said sorry to the freckled girl, and found an opportunity to drag the boy away.

Arriving at an inaccessible clothing store, Kotoyuki Arakawa gently touched her chest and said with lingering fear:

"I was scared to death. I thought I was almost discovered."

"How about it, it feels good to be regarded as a star."

Wuma Xingjin couldn't help laughing.

"What kind of star are you? I don't want this kind of life of sneaking out."

Arakawa Kotoyuki rolled her eyes at Wuma Xingjin in annoyance, looking very squeamish.

Even if she wasn't treated like this when she was the eldest lady of the Arakawa Group, it turns out that being too popular is not a good thing.

"Can I hold hands?"

Wuma Xingjin noticed that Arakawa Kotoyuki wore a snowflake-style bracelet, which looked even more crystal clear on her white wrist, just like real snowflakes.

"It's up to you."

Arakawa Kotoyuki tilted her head and pretended to look at the rabbit mochi in the roadside shop, and her ears were dyed pink.

Just hold hands and do it quietly, and ask the girl, Wuma Jun, this temporary boyfriend is not qualified at all!

But the next second, Kotoyuki Arakawa felt a warm feeling coming from his palm, and the cold fingertips were wrapped. This warmth passed from the fingertips to his heart. Kotoyuki Arakawa let out a sigh, and the boy picked up a piece from his pocket. Something, whispered:

"It's hand warmers."

"How is it, warm?"

"In general, I can barely give you ten points back." Arakawa Kotoyuki hid the smile on her lips and said arrogantly.

Arakawa Kotoyuki is dressed youthfully and beautifully today. She wears a flannel skirt and a white mohair sweater with beads on the chest. It can be said that she is a female high school student who is at the forefront of fashion. Her taste is as impeccable as ever.

You don't even need to show your face at all, just this outfit and the girl's swan-like graceful figure are enough to turn heads.

Styles are always changing. Wu Ma Xingjin has never seen Arakawa Kotoyuki keep the same look for more than two days. Even when she and he were crowded in the apartment, she lived frugally and bought low-priced and discounted clothes.

The two came to the restaurant that Wuma Xingjin had booked in advance.

There are private rooms here so you don’t have to worry about being recognized.

Arakawa Kotoyuki took off her shawl and hung it aside, took out her handkerchief to wipe the snow off Wuma Xingjin's shoulders, and complained:

"It's not elegant at all. You'll be laughed at by the waiter."

"It doesn't matter, it will evaporate after a while." Wuma Xingjin didn't pay attention to this detail.

"How can this be done! Don't forget that I picked out your clothes, and you have to consider my feelings." Arakawa Kotoyuki raised her beautiful eyebrows and admonished:

"Shameless boys will not be popular."

"Yes, yes." Wuma Xingjin put the coin on the dining table and looked at Arakawa Kotoyuki seriously.

Facing Wu Ma Xingjin's serious perfunctory approach, Arakawa Kotoyuki angrily kicked his calf with her toes under the dining table.