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

"Planning to sell..."

"Sell!?"

Nagahama Yuying raised her voice a little higher, and realized that the real owner of this work was next to her. She said to Wu Ma Xingjin apologetically:

"I made you laugh."

"It doesn't matter. Miss Yongshan wants to use this to help Kiyingkan pay off its debts. I can understand that."

Wuma Xingjin doesn’t have the kind of stubbornness that makes people proud, so he actually insulted my work with dirt like money? 's pedantic thinking.

It would be better to say that things like calligraphy and painting are the most useless. They cannot bring satiety or help people solve their problems. It is a good use to exchange them for money.

"That's it."

Changbin Yuying suddenly felt that Liangzi had grown up and had her own ideas, and she felt relieved and disappointed.

Regardless, Ryoko's intentions are good.

Calligraphy and painting are important, but they are not that important compared to her Ryoko.

Ryoko Nagayama smiled like a flower and was not blamed. Changbin's mother even touched her head gently. Nothing makes her happier than the understanding of her family.

Since her parents were hospitalized, Ryoko Nagayama went to the hospital once a week and spent almost all the rest of her time at Kihokan, spending time with Nagahama's mother and her geisha sisters day and night. She had a very deep relationship.

The snowflakes no longer fall, the clouds in the sky are torn open, and the winter sunshine climbs onto the antique door eaves.

The girl's cheeks were reflected by two pink clusters of pink due to the falling sunlight, which was really cute.

Her waist is like a willow, her temples are like ink, and her movements have the traditional beauty of a geisha and the lightness of a warbler. If she were to describe her as a flower, her delicate skin would be even more pink than a crape myrtle.

The real person is more beautiful than the photo. The woman he has been dreaming about is right in front of him. Nasu Shuichiro raised a smile on his face and said in the kindest tone:

"Miss Ryoko, I heard that Kiyingkan owes a large amount of money. If you don't mind, let me pay it back."

Ryoko Nagayama wished that someone would be taken advantage of. Although it was a little uncomfortable to be called by his first name, this discomfort was nothing compared to the wonderful money, so he had to agree immediately.

As long as the young man in front of them helps them pay back the money, Changbin's mother will not be so stressed, and the sisters will no longer have to sell souvenirs on the street. Good times are just around the corner!

But Wu Ma Xingjin crossed his arms and interjected:

"Wait a moment."

Ahhhh!Why does this annoying Wuma Xingjin always cause trouble at critical moments?

Ryoko Yongshan's silver teeth clenched.

I curse you for eating fried pork chops with shoe inserts inside.

Wuma Xingjin asked the man wearing a black cotton coat standing next to the car:

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

"Hanada Junmu, just call me Hanada."

Then Wu Ma Xingjin deliberately stepped aside to let Hanada Junmu see clearly Furuno Takashi and others behind him.

Hanada Junki and others who were standing aside as a backdrop rubbed their eyeballs vigorously, a little doubtful about life.

If I read it correctly, the leader of this group of young men is the young master of the Furuno family, the one on the right is the only son of the Aoki family, and the heir to the Kuroiwa family is on the left.Last but not least, the Takai family, a business family that controls more than [-]% of the food distribution in Kyoto, even he grew up eating Takai's pounded rice.

These noble people who are usually rare to see, what the wind blows today, actually get together.

Wu Ma Xingjin saw Hanada Junmu's shocked look and said with a smile:

"Why did Mr. Hanada come to collect debt today?

It is natural to pay back debts, but I am curious that so many of you came to the Xiying Pavilion together. Could it be that it was an appointment? "

Seeing Hanada Sumiki's eyes drifting to Nasu Shuichiro, Uma Seijin continued:

"Don't worry, this is Kyoto."

This young man can travel with the heirs of the four Gyeonggi families, so his status is probably not much different. Just like what this young man said, this is Kyoto.

Now that the words have come to this, Hanada Sumiki has been involved in loan sharking for so many years. How could he not change his mind? He won over several creditors who were also unwilling to force Nagahama Yuho and said:

"We were also forced."

"It doesn't matter if I collect the money a few years later. Without Miss Changhama's encouragement, I would have jumped into the sea on the cruise ship."

"We wouldn't be here if it weren't for Nasu Shuichiro's use of force to demand that the Kihokan's debt be collected in just five days."

"The money still has to be handed over. In fact, all the money repaid by Kiyingkan ended up in his hands."

These words were tantamount to slapping Nasu Shuichiro in the face.

The first one is generous and wants to pay off the debts of Kihokan, but the second one is the culprit of the embarrassing situation where Kihokan sells off its furniture and kimonos.

Changbin Xiying raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Play this trick of putting the left pocket into the right pocket. If you want to be Ryoko's benefactor, just dream."

"Pooh!"

"So shameless!"

The geisha sisters looked at her with disgust and disgust.

Nagayama Ryoko suddenly realized that the debts over the past ten years were not a small amount. No one would pay them back for no reason. They must have other demands. Just like Nagahama's mother said, the short-haired young man in a suit in front of him wanted to be My own benefactor.

You don’t want this kind of thing!

She, Ryoko Nagayama, was confident that even without patrons or sponsors, she could make money with her own hands, and make a lot of money, so she didn't need to rely on men.

And no matter how slow her reaction was, she realized that the chaos in Xiying Pavilion these past few days was all due to this young man with short hair and a suit.

At that moment, Nagayama Ryoko looked at Nasu Shuichiro with hostile eyes.

Nasu Shuichiro's face turned red and white, Okubo Fisheries was seized, and his deposits were naturally frozen. He had no choice but to make this move, otherwise it would definitely be painful for a while if he really had to pay back the money.

Several bald men, former members of [Tai Dou], looked at Wuma Xingjin with indignation.

If this kid hadn't lured the police here and had the bad luck of being reported by reporters, how could they have ended up like this, living a miserable life hiding their heads and tails?

Now he comes here specifically to embarrass the young master and disrupt the young master's plans. He deserves to be punished with death!

"There were police last time. I hope your help can arrive as soon as possible this time."

The bald man with a skull necklace hanging around his neck cracked his knuckles, and there were sharp spikes on several of his fingers, intending to leave a few marks on Wuma Xingjin's face.

You've all done your best, who can talk nonsense to you if you can take action?

And Shuichiro Nasu had no reason to stop them. Rather, he wanted to hear Wu Ma Xingjin's screams more than anyone else, which was more beautiful than any beautiful music.

Come again?Didn't you learn enough lessons last time?

Wuma Xingjin nodded towards Furuno Takashi, who understood and snapped his fingers, and three strong men in black sprang out from nowhere.

Shuichiro Nasu smiled. He was followed by loyal warriors. This group believed in Bushido and was more powerful than the retainers in ancient times. It would not be a problem to fight ten of them on the street. How could just three people be theirs? opponent.

What's more, there are more people on their side. Nine people versus three people. The advantage is mine!

The bald man with the necklace took the lead, preparing to punch a few holes in the bodies of these guys who looked like bodyguards, but the strong man in black took out a pistol from his waist without saying a word, and pointed the black muzzle at the bald man with the necklace and the others.

The gun was shining with a cold light, and no one would suspect that it was a toy gun.

"I'm still playing with the onboard charge, but times have changed."

Chapter 198 I want to eat hot dogs

As a Yakuza, he naturally has firearms on his body, but Shuichiro Nasu cannot guarantee that his movements will be faster than bullets.

It's just as annoying as eating and drinking water until you hit nails, or eating white rice until you hit gravel.

"Why? Why do you always oppose me?"

Nasu Shuichiro, who once again entered a desperate situation, yelled unwillingly.

"Just by allowing his subordinates to harass minors, extort students, and defraud Xifengkan...

Aren't these reasons enough? "

Wu Ma Xingjin listed Nasu Shuichiro's actions. He also hated the Yakuza. None of these guys were clean if they looked at their histories.

Even he himself didn't realize that his aversion to the Yakuza was probably because he was so annoyed by being provoked in the first place.

"I pursue it because I like it."

"But the way it was pursued was really incomprehensible."

"Bah! I don't want to be liked by this kind of person. Because of him, Changbin's mother has become very haggard these days..."

For Ryoko Nagayama, everyone in Kiyingkan is like family, and she will not forgive the bastards who hurt her family.

Being spurned by the woman he liked, and being defeated again and again, greatly damaged Nasu Shuichiro's self-esteem, and tore his dignity as a young master of the Yakuza to pieces.

The strong man in black with hair on the back of his hand swallowed his saliva and touched Nasu Shuichiro's butt.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"

Shuichiro Nasu took a step back and avoided the big hand stretched out by the strong man in black.

"Please send him to the police." Wuma Xingjin said to Furuno Takashi.

After all, these are all members of the Furuno family, and it would be more appropriate for the young master of the Furuno family to instruct the strong man in black to do it. In the final analysis, he was just taking advantage of Furuno Takashi's respect for him.

The feeling of being able to control your destiny is really good...

No, you can't think like that!

Wuma Xingjin suddenly woke up and patted his face to wake himself up. He could not become the most annoying person.

It is better to do less of relying on others and power. The only one you can rely on is yourself.

The strong man in black forcefully opened Nasu Shuichiro's hand and clamped it behind his back. The once greatest Yakuza legend in western Tokyo is now like a rooster with his claws tied to his feet, ready to be slaughtered, and the words will make people laugh out loud.

The hook-nosed man couldn't help pinching Shuichiro Nasu's muscles and grinned:

"You have a good figure, quite strong."

Another strong man with a flat head came up to Nasu Shuichiro's armpit and sniffed, looking intoxicated:

"Sniff, sniff... the smell is powerful, powerful!"

"It's been a long time since I've had a hot dog. Why don't you try it before giving it to the police?"