Facts have proved that Shen Qingzhu really has no talent for studying.

Even after being here for a year, he still couldn't understand what they said. Besides the names of the two men he had sworn brotherhood with, he could only speak three sentences:

"Eight!" (Asshole!)

"Kurusu!" (Kill!)

"Yoshi!" (Good!)

I only know these three sentences when it comes to language, and the rest depends on your performance.

Just like now.

Ken Asakura knelt there and explained the situation clearly. Others also turned their eyes to Shen Qingzhu, the leader of the Black Killing Group, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Team leader, the Kankawa family has extended their hands to Kansai. They really don't take our Black Killing Group seriously. We must teach them a lesson and make them go back to Kanto!" Killing intent flashed in Ken Asakura's eyes, and he looked at Shen Qingzhu seriously.

Shen Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, shifted his gaze away from him, and looked at the other men and women kneeling beside the hall, their faces also full of anger.

At this time, although Shen Qingzhu didn't know what had happened, he could already guess that someone had angered the public.

Well, that's easy.

Shen Qingzhu slowly held the cigarette in his hand, murderous intent flashing in his cold eyes.

"Kurus." He said calmly.

Hearing this, Asakura Ken and the men and women who were kneeling around him all showed joy on their faces and shouted loudly:

"The team leader is wise!"

Shen Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw their reactions...he had made the right bet again this time.

At this moment, Asakura Ken hesitated for a moment and spoke again:

"Captain, I have another question. The young master of the Hanchuan family has also come to Osaka this time. He has a Huojin sword in his hand. We are no match for him at all... Can you bring more people with you and come out in person to help us take charge of Osaka?

It's hard for us to drive them out alone!"

Hearing this, the men and women around frowned and whispered, as if they were discussing something.

Shen Qingzhu was confused.

I already said "Kurus", why is there still something else?

And judging by everyone’s reactions this time, it seems like it’s going to be difficult to handle…

I guess you can't fool people with just those three sentences.

Shen Qingzhu pondered for a moment, nodded pretentiously, then looked at his confidant beside him and called his name lightly:

"Imori Yu."

When faced with such a complicated situation, Shen Qingzhu's usual solution is not to solve it himself.

He called out his confidant's name because he wanted him to advise him and give him advice. Although the advice might not be reliable, at least his identity would not be exposed. And this confidant was one of the two people he rescued from the street a year ago, and he was truly one of his own.

Jing Shouyu, who was standing by, was stunned, thinking that this was a test given to him by Shen Qingzhu every day. He thought seriously for a long time and said:

"I think that Kanchuan Si personally brought people to Osaka, it should not be as simple as fighting for territory. Combined with the news that several other gangs in Osaka were destroyed, I feel... they should be looking for something?"

Shen Qingzhu didn't understand, but he nodded anyway, with approval in his eyes, as if encouraging him to continue.

"For Kanchuan Si to take action personally, this thing must be very important. In this case, the manpower we left in Osaka may not be enough... We must first find out what they are looking for, and then grab the thing before they do!" The more Jingshou Yu spoke, the more he felt that his reasoning was correct.

He turned around and said to Shen Qingzhu solemnly:

"Captain, I think we need to go to Osaka in person. If we don't show up, Asakura Ken alone won't be able to solve the problem. If things go wrong, this matter may shake the Black Killing Group's position in Kansai!"

Shen Qingzhu pretended to ponder for a moment, then nodded.

"The team leader agreed." Jing Shouyu turned around and looked at everyone, "Xingtai, go and prepare. In addition to those important departments, bring everyone you can. We will set off for Osaka immediately!"

"yes!"

Ken Asakura looked at Shen Qingzhu who was sitting there, with emotion in his eyes.

Team leader... you are so wise!

…

Early the next morning.

Lin Qiye woke up early, changed into a red shirt and sequined suit, tidied his clothes simply, and walked out of the room.

The employees' accommodation is located upstairs in Hei Wutong's store. Although it is a bit shabby, it is still spacious. Lin Qiye's mental power swept the surroundings. Except for Xiao Jin who was still sleeping in his room, Yurina and the uncle were no longer in the room.

When he walked down the stairs, he found that Yurina had rolled up her sleeves and was mopping the floor carefully in the restaurant on the second floor. The uncle made himself a cup of coffee and sat by the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling streets outside and leisurely enjoying breakfast.

"Why did you start mopping the floor?" Lin Qiye asked puzzledly.

"I begged Uncle Kyosuke, and he agreed to let me be a temporary worker here, and he also calculated my wages every day." Yurina wiped the sweat off her face and said to Lin Qiye with a smile, "Although I can't earn as much as Brother Qiye, I can help you share some of the pressure!"

Kyosuke is the uncle's nickname, and he is also the owner of this gigolo club. It is said that when he was young, he was a very famous gigolo in Shinjuku.

Lin Qiye was stunned for a moment, touched her head, and said, "I can do it alone, you can rest for a while."

Yurina shook her head. "No, if I don't do anything, wouldn't I be a burden?"

She pushed Lin Qiye back to his seat, picked up the mop, and said seriously, "Brother Qiye, you take a rest first, I'll do the work here!"

Lin Qiye sat helplessly opposite Uncle Kyosuke, who was holding a cup of coffee and looking at Lin Qiye with a smile.

"It seems that you and your sister have a very good relationship?"

"Yeah." Lin Qiye looked around and asked, "It's already this late, why aren't you opening the door yet?"

"Open?" Uncle Kyosuke raised his eyebrows, "A male escort club is not open in the morning. It is only at night that those lonely and unbearable women...oh no, those women with troubles in their hearts will go out to find comfort for themselves.

Even if we open the door in broad daylight, no customers will come."

No wonder Xiao Jin is still sleeping.

Lin Qiye nodded and was about to say something when a crisp doorbell rang from downstairs.

Uncle Kyosuke's face froze, his expression became strange, and he stood up while muttering softly:

"It's strange. Someone is coming this early in the morning?"

Seeing that the boss had stood up, Lin Qiye stood up as well with professional manners, straightened his clothes, and followed him to the first floor.

His mental power swept across the door, and the next moment, he froze in place.