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The man in the windbreaker took out a contract and threw it on his desk: "But today my client is here to get those things back."

"Oh, Chuanyuan-san, I can't understand what you said at all!"

The president changed his sitting position and looked carelessly at the woman behind him.

"Oh, it's you... I thought you had figured it out and wanted to cooperate with us in filming. Didn't you think you still wanted to break the contract?"

The woman took off her sunglasses and mask, revealing her distorted face from crying for so long.

Her red and swollen eyes fixedly stared at the president in front of her: "You liars! I didn't provoke you at all!"

"How can you say that? We really hope to package you for debut, why don't you think about the cooperation again?"

"you--"

The woman clenched her fists, feeling aroused when she saw it.

"You guys are posting videos that lied to me everywhere, you—you—"

The man in the windbreaker pressed her shoulders, it was obviously useless to get excited, these guys had nothing to fear.

Unscrupulous companies, unscrupulous lawyers, and unscrupulous extremes, as long as they don't provoke those outside the rules, they are almost invincible under the trinity.

Those who have the ability to litigate with them have no time to waste time with them.

Those who are incapable but have time will naturally be eaten to death by these guys.

Even those who want to go to extremes, it is impossible to seek justice from the other party's entire group of dozens of people.

When they came in just now, they saw the guys in sweatshirts moving around on the second floor.

Those are the typical house dwellers, they are the younger brothers of the Takeuchi group, even if they are not martial arts faction, they can also play guest thugs.

Violent group organizations often divide their strongholds into headquarters and main family. The headquarters is the core stronghold of the organization, and the main family is the residence of the contemporary boss.

The cadres with better conditions have their own residences, large-scale poles and even manors, and the team members in charge of doing chores will directly live in these places.

This kind of team members is generally called living in a department house. To put it bluntly, it is equivalent to a new employee living in a company dormitory.

It's just that compared to the younger brothers who are active in the headquarters, those younger brothers who hang out in front of the main family, that is, the boss, obviously have more prospects.

So they regard it as a kind of practice, learn the rules and rules of the jiudao through the words and deeds of the boss, and gradually become core members.

The Takeuchi group doesn't have that kind of environment, so their room is not for newcomers to practice, it's more just a way to attract useful younger brothers.

Those gangster-like guys live here, and they usually work with their shifts. When someone comes to find fault, they can stand on the street or even do it directly.

The man in the windbreaker knew why the other party was so confident, and if he wanted to make trouble in this environment, either the other party was also a jihadist and organized a large group of people to kill him.

Or it's like in the movie, there is that kind of so-called Ren Xia master - but the movie is a movie after all, in reality, there is no such kind of idiot who comes to kick the hall.

The woman was ridiculed for a while, but it seemed that for the sake of the man in the windbreaker, the other party returned a leather bag.

"No, that's what those things are."

The president put his feet up on the table: "Little sister, if I were you, I would choose to leave this city."

The woman hugged the paper bag tightly: "You, what are you going to do?!"

"Of course I won't do anything, at least not now, but little sister, this city can eat people—"

As he spoke, he put his feet down, stood up and straightened his collar, walked to the side of the trembling woman, and sniffed her neck.

"Hmm... There's no fragrance at all, and it's all fake in the movie."

"You, you stay away from me!"

"Stay away from you?" The president laughed hahaha, then stomped his feet and said loudly: "Ha——"

Shouting suddenly, the woman trembled from fright, and her face suddenly turned pale.

The man in the windbreaker pulled the woman behind him: "What are you going to do!"

The president just chuckled, he raised his hand and beckoned to the two younger brothers behind him who acted as background boards: "Send them out."

As he spoke, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "Chuan Yuansang, I respect you this time, so I let you complete the commission, but this little sister can't hire you for the rest of her life, right? I advise her to leave this city , but it's all for her own good."

"...Aren't you afraid of being sanctioned?"

"Sanctioned by what? Ah? By you? Come on——"

The president turned his face sideways and leaned over: "Come on, please handcuff me! Dear Mr. Inspection Minister!"

The man in the windbreaker looked at the stinky face of the other party, and clenched his teeth so that his cheeks were squared.

But the two younger brothers behind the other party had already changed their standing positions and took two steps forward, obviously guarding against him.

"Hehe..." The president retracted his head: "It seems that Chuanyuan-san still has no courage. You were not like this back then. When you were at the scene of the car accident, you said that we should all be brought to justice. Why? Now you have become a private detective, but I have become the president?"

"I will take you back." The man in the windbreaker pressed his hat: "Absolutely!"

"Really? That's great, oh yes, one more thing."

The president walked up to the man in the windbreaker who was a little taller than himself, tiptoed to his ear, and lowered his voice.

"Back then, your younger sister begged our eldest brother to save her... She shouldn't have died at that time, I threw her into the stinky ditch with my own hands..."

The voice was so soft that it would not be recorded by the recording, and even the woman who was close at hand couldn't hear what was said.

Even though the man in the windbreaker knew that the other party was provoking him, his eyes widened instantly, the veins on his forehead bulged, and his breathing was heavy like a bellows.

The president raised his chin and waited for a few seconds. After all, he didn't wait for the other party to attack, so he could only sneer uncomfortably.

"What, I thought you would do it..."

In that case, even if I beat him to death, that's his problem - breaking into a private house and doing it first, he's breaking the law!

Last time his classmates were able to save him because there was room for manipulation in his behavior before, and this time there is absolutely no room for it.

But I can bear it, I can only say that his life should not die...

The president was about to say something, but there was a vague shouting and cursing outside the door, followed by several heavy muffled sounds.

Several people in the room were stunned for a moment, and the president looked at the man in the windbreaker with suspicious eyes, as if he was thinking about whether he was going to do something.

But the sound stopped immediately, as if what they heard before was hallucinations.

Only then did the president feel relieved, he patted the table and cursed in displeasure, and asked the younger brother to check the situation.

The younger brother nodded, and before he opened the door, he saw two people at the door.

"……who are you?"

The little brother looked at the two little girls in front of him suspiciously, not vigilant at all.

Was it for filming?Newcomer?Oh, these two qualities are very good, but the figure is not obvious, but they are supple enough.

Aliya shook her hand: "Where's the wooden knife?"

An Lele turned around, took out two samurai swords, swung the swords together, shook her hands, and shook off the blood stained on them.

"Miss, you threw it too far, why don't you use this instead? This is much better than a wooden knife!"

"You don't understand. Experts use the simplest weapons. If I didn't find the rattan, I would use that thing."

"why?"

"The rattan has a special attack bonus against the book."

An Lele didn't know why, but she still went to find the wooden knife—it pierced through a wall partition and was embedded by the door.

The Taidao in An Lele's hand twitched and flew, and kicked it back into Alia's hand.

She still felt that the eldest lady was too kind, if she used a wooden knife, she would break the opponent's ribs at most...

Didn't you see these guys using sharp weapons themselves?At worst it had to be a metal baseball bat.

An Lele naturally has no restraint in her strikes. She can spend [-] knives a day as a summer job. The first thing she learns is not to show mercy to the enemy.

Those who come out to hang out should be mentally prepared, otherwise they should not do this job!

It's a long story, but it's just a few lines of dialogue, the rabbit raised and lowered three or two times, the little brother came back to his senses in a trance, and his face became frightened and angry.

"Who are you - Tieba!!"

Hey, hey, are all those house dwellers blind?Can you put these two stinky girls in?

Aliya kicked up, and kicked such an adult hardcover man off the ground with great force, and rolled back into the room from the door like a gourd.

who?Never seen Sailor Moon!

I'm very angry, these NPCs even have fixed lines, and they ask whoever they meet one by one.

What about elite monsters? What about the boss?Ruotou?What about the double bonus stick?

Aliya walked into the room, because the sound insulation was so good, so there were six rooms on both sides of the corridor, and she didn't know what they were doing.

As for why these rooms need to be soundproofed?

Ha ha……

With a wooden knife in both hands, Aliya blocked the door: "Hey, we are looking for someone—who is the boss of this firm?"

The people in the room subconsciously cast their gazes at the president, and Alia followed their gazes, sizing up the man with pale yellow sunglasses.

"Are you the boss?"

"...Little girl, who are you?"

The president was very indifferent, he winked, and retreated back to his desk calmly: "Come and see me, what's the matter?"

"Shhhhhhhh!!"

"You useless guy! My eldest lady is asking you something!"

The flower pot at the door was smashed in, and An Lele spoke violently, with an unauthentic Kansai accent.

This is what her comrade-in-arms—or her colleagues at the time taught her. Colleagues who can go out to do summer jobs are of course braver than those who go out to do pole jobs.

An Lele's Japanese can't be said to be bad, but she can't speak it well, probably because the guy who taught her is as bad as most of the guys who teach people to learn languages.

It's just like how people in Guangzhou Door teach their friends to say blessings, and when they come up, they say that the family is rich and honored, it's a proper villain.

An Lele's Japanese teacher An's heart was even more thieves. She said, "You useless guy" actually used "拉立たず trash!" 'This argument.

Aliya felt like scratching her ears a little bit, that is to say, it's too two-dimensional, too cute, you don't seem to be swearing, you seem to be acting cute, you know.

This kind of description is generally not a curse, it is not so much a curse of "useless guy", it is better to say "you are so stupid".

It is similar to those who watch anime and study Japanese by themselves and then engage in business negotiations, and are subtly commented by the partner as "like the tone of a little girl's speech".

In this regard, An Lele also said that the former comrade-in-arms often scolded her in Japanese, and the two sides were inseparable.

It is difficult to analyze what kind of guy the other party is...

The last one who liked to be scolded like this probably had to be a fan of Kuigong. These tears belong to what era.

But Meimeng is not rough, even if An Lele is a mouthful of Oni sauce, such violent actions are scary enough.

She is now carrying a lot of weapons on her back, including but not limited to all kinds of knives, sticks, etc., and there are five knives pinned to her waist alone.

Generally, we would call this style the 'Fang Shiyu style' style of kicking the hall, and she tied a blindfold to cover her eyes, and she was the protagonist.

The president couldn't understand it, but he was greatly shocked. This potted plant weighs dozens of kilograms, and before moving it, two people had to lift it together.

While laughing and talking about the scene, he raised his hand and quietly touched the drawer of the table-what's the origin of these two guys-but it doesn't matter, I have a hole card!

In the next second, a figure roared past, as if pulling out an afterimage, and directly bumped into the large desk.

The president couldn't see how the other party came here, nor what happened, he just felt the scene in front of him tremble.

Then there was a huge shock that resounded in the room, as well as sudden pain, and the dazed feeling of changing positions...

The younger brother No. [-] who pulled out the dagger glanced blankly at the open space beside him.

There was also a thin layer of dust marks on the carpet, which showed that there was a desk here in the last second.

And now...

He looked back at the wall behind him. The large desk was kicked by the other party and flew several meters away, and it was directly attached to the wall.

The one who was squeezed between the wall and the desk was the president who was in a car accident, and was firmly held up by the large solid wood desk.

His sunglasses were all broken, his mouth was open like a fish just landed on the shore, his face was flushed and bewildered, as if he couldn't tell the situation at all.

Aliya stood on the spot, slowly put down her slender, well-proportioned, perfectly long legs of a beautiful girl, and glanced at her younger brother No. [-].

When the latter met that look, he felt the coolness on his back rustling up his spine, and then exploded on the top of the sky with a bang!