"Still no news? Miyamoto!" A slightly gloomy voice sounded on the sixth floor of the Mitsukoshi Building.
In such an environment, He Ge Li Wu, there is a turbulent undercurrent in singing and dancing.
The owner of the sound just now was a young man with a gloomy expression. At this moment, he is wearing a kimono sitting on the main seat in the lobby, very casually sipping the sake on his hand.
Around the main seat, there are two rows of guests sitting together. At this time, in addition to enjoying the songs brought by the song "Prostitute", they were also thinking about it for themselves like young men. It seems that this is just a private "sexual" gathering.
But this gathering was actually held on several floors underground, which is a bit...
"Yes! I'm really sorry for this matter." Miyamoto, who was suddenly named at the party, went out in fear and embarrassment, and said with his head down.
In the face of the eccentric and moody young gentleman in daily life, no one can guess what he is thinking now.
"Is this another sentence?" The young man threw the sake glass in his hand very rudely. It seemed that he was tired of listening to this kind of sorry words, and his voice was also full of impatient.
"Miyamoto, are you really too old to speak of it, or even too old to play your role and become a waste?"
After saying "Haha" very frivolously, the young man began to laugh. Although it looks like a questioning on the surface, there is no concealment at all. This sentence can already be regarded as a very direct insult.
"..." Sure enough, upon hearing such words, the face of Miyamoto, who was in his forties, had become very ugly.
The temperature at the party went cold all at once. The song "prostitutes" who were performing just now have also retired with interest.
Regarding such a sneer, everyone sitting besides the young man felt nothing funny in it. His lips are dead and his teeth are cold. Although he is making fun of Miyamoto now, for the older group of members of the organization, this is undoubtedly a contempt for their older leaders.
"Hahahaha!" The young man laughed wildly like a madman, as if he had encountered something extremely funny.
Even though those present here held dissatisfaction and criticism, no one spoke out against it for a long time. Because the one who is smiling there now, but the young master of the organization, the future leader! However, just when the burst of wild laughter was about to disappear, a discordant voice sounded at this moment...
"Enough is enough, Deguang." In the corner, a role that is not in harmony with the environment at this time attracted everyone's attention. "Our group of old ghosts, come today, not specifically to give You ridiculed it!"
To say that he is not in harmony with the current environment does not just mean that he is now singing the opposite tune with the young people, but from the appearance, manners, etiquette, and behavior of him, it all reflects his disharmony all the time.
On the one hand he is not wearing a kimono, on the other hand he is not sitting cross-legged. With thick eyebrows and big eyes, as well as a white Tang suit, it is easy to tell that he is Chinese. One, the Chinese who attended the gathering of senior members within the organization
"Oh!" A fierce light flashed at the corner of his eyebrows, and Deguang still had that laughter and cheerful expression. "This time, Senior Li is not drunk yet?"
"Hey, the recent wines are getting harder and harder to drink!" Muyingli said grimly after a burp of wine. It doesn't seem to put the person in front of him in his eyes at all.
"Hehe, as expected, what the master said is not wrong, there is still only Senior Li in the whole organization, you know how good wine is!" He flattered softly. For the Chinese in front of him, even if Deguang was unwilling to do so, he could not treat the rubbish group unreasonably.
"It's normal! Gu, Gulong." As he said, there was another rush. In addition to his skills, Muyingli's alcohol was still a treasure.
"Haha!" With eyes full of gloom, Deguang's smile always has nothing to make people feel warm, as if it has already solidified on his face, cold and dead, without temperature, "However, I was not ridiculing just now. Mr. Miyamoto, Senior Li!"
"Oh, isn't it?" Putting down the wine bottle in his hand, he used his sleeve to wipe off the stains of the corner of his mouth very casually. Wooden Eagle Li said disapprovingly, "With regard to'Luo', I think no one will be better than me. This master knows better, my suggestion to the organization and Deguang is to give up!"
"Give up?" After hearing this word, a strange anger rose in Zheng Deguang's eyes.
Deguang is not a person who is easy to get angry, but he often feels gaffes about "Luo", "Impossible, absolutely impossible! For a guy who betrays the organization at will, how can he let it go. If this is the case, how will we face other members and the martyrs who have sacrificed for the organization in the future?"
"Betraying the organization at will? Isn't such a crime too big?" On the point of "Luo", Muyingli and Deguang are the same, it is impossible to make concessions.
"What do you mean? Li!" With a grimace, De Guang immediately stood up with a "Huo" cry. Even the word "senior" is omitted!
"What do you mean? Is this still in plain terms?" With indifferent contempt, Mu Yingli picked up his chopsticks and began to point at the Japanese food in front of him meaninglessly. For. Being a human being, it’s better not to do some things too!"
If you want to talk about it, it's a very long story. At the beginning, the next most powerful competitor to organize Shaojun was nothing more than Deguang and Luo, but the later "Narita Incident" clearly showed which side the Presbyterian Church was on! God knows what agreement the organization finally reached with that bitch Japanese "government". But in any case, there is no doubt about who the final winner is! Hmph, I don't think that there is still a face to publicly accuse "Luo" of going out of the organization, which is shameless enough.
With Mu Yingli's words, the atmosphere that didn't seem too active just now was completely reduced to a few degrees below zero. Even when Mu Yingli was talking with Deguang, everyone in the room had already shrunk their necks.
The cold atmosphere dominated the entire venue all at once.
"Baga! Bastard, are you talking to Shaojun?" Just when Muyingli and Deguang looked at each other coldly, an attendant jumped out at this moment. "Don't you people in China respect the master very much?"
"China?" After hearing this heavily insulting "sex" address, Mu Yingli's eyes shrank several times in an instant.
Many people have their own unique taboos, and Muyingli does the same. It's just that his unique taboo has nothing to do with his own likes and dislikes, beliefs, and self-esteem. It is purely a national sentiment.
Muyingli may be about to take action, the attendant must be dead-when Muyingli is not speaking in a low voice, everyone in the room has such a judgment. Because that attendant said the two words Mu Yingli hated the most!
In an instant, De Guang was also waiting calmly at this moment. He was waiting for Mu Yingli, who was known as the second strongest organization, to take action. It wasn't that he wanted to save the talkative attendant, but just because he wanted to see how far he was from Muyingli, and then calculated the distance between him and Luo.
Muyingli is not a killer, and he does not take on the task of killing people. So he can't find a place in the ranking list of "Tiangui"; but even so, he still has the title of "the second strongest" in the organization. Until now, the fourth-ranked "Luo" on the list was personally trained by him. The seventh-ranked Linbing was also his disciple. He possessed a strong strength that could be equal to the previous leader. Muyingli Absolutely a terrible guy who can kill anyone in the entire organization!
"Heh!" Stretched, the nearest wooden Eagle Li seemed to be really sleepy.
It seems that his mood today is not bad enough to kill. Slowly put down his chopsticks, Mu Yingli stood up...
"I'm leaving, just have a good time!" Except for the shaking of the body, Muyingli didn't have any other unnecessary reactions.
Alas, everyone was relieved to see Muyingli's current state. I was finally fortunate that this drunkard didn't take any action, otherwise, it doesn't matter if he leaves. After all, the guys sitting here are the ones who have a difficult life!
After returning to their senses, the rest of the people looked at Deguang, but saw that Deguang did not have a trace of joy. He actually looked at the place where Muyingli was sitting just now.
Didn't Muying Li really make a move? No, it's not that Muyingli didn't miss out! He just took the shot, but others couldn't see him take the shot. Perhaps no one except Deguang noticed that after Muyingli stretched his waist, the chopsticks that he put down had already become one, that is to say, the other one might have been...
"Boom!" As Deguang was still looking at the chopsticks on the seat of Muyingli, the attendant beside him had already crashed to the ground. On the throat, a chopstick is constantly being soaked in red. The murder weapon is just a chopstick!
what? Actually has reached such a strong point! For the current series of changes, no one was surprised and inexplicable. Is this the strength of the "second strongest" in the Muyingli organization? It's so tyrannical and unbelievable.
What is the real killer? Muyingli has already told everyone. As a real killer, he doesn't need special weapons, because he has weapons all over his body and can kill dead people.