Chapter 88: Trapped...
At that time, the five hairpin bends on the Akina mountain road in Gunma Prefecture were completely blocked by several vehicles.
The roar of the turbines and engines shattered the tranquility of the entire mountain road in an instant.
The already scorching heat became even more intense.
As a girl stepped out of a pink Ferrari, her incredibly alluring face came into view. She wore a sleeveless ripped denim jacket over a semi-transparent mesh lining that perfectly accentuated her curves.
Moving the gaze downwards, one sees a pair of skinny jeans with messy, unkempt threads along the edges, which cleverly conceal a glimpse of skin. The jeans are paired with high peep-toe boots, revealing a few playful toes with glossy black nail polish.
The combination of her long, slender legs encased in fishnet stockings and her legs created an exceptionally wild and fiery effect.
Looking at the alluring face before him, Junichi's heart sank deeper and deeper as he slowly rose from Tetsuo's back.
Although they only had one brief encounter, Junichi Se harbored deep-seated apprehension.
I learned from Shiina Hitomi that this woman in front of me also comes from a distinguished family and has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds.
With such a family background and that capricious personality, Junichi Sei knew very well that he couldn't threaten the other side by simply using a henchman as a hostage.
Why aren't you sitting down?
Seeing Junichi Sei's actions, Saeko Busujima also had a mocking expression on her face.
Junichi didn't speak, but his gaze swept subtly over the steel rod at his feet, then swept over the group of people, nine, ten... seventeen, eighteen!
With the powerful combat experience granted by his mastery of hand-to-hand combat, Junichi Se believed that such a number of people were not enough to make him surrender easily.
The reason he hesitated to act was that he wasn't sure if these people had that thing in their hands.
If so, all that awaits him is the fate of being reduced to a peanut.
Junichi Sei really wanted to say, "I'd rather sit on your head."
But at this point, it would be unwise to just talk nonsense. With a sliver of hope, he asked casually, "If I remember correctly, you seem to owe me a favor."
Saeko Busujima's beautiful eyes flickered, not expecting the other party to bring this up. She gave a forced smile and said, "If I remember correctly, someone said they weren't interested."
"It wasn't there before, but it is now."
A dangerous glint flashed in Junichi Sei's eyes; at this point, he had no choice but to gamble.
"Boss, why waste words with him? He's almost crippled Iron Man. Let's break his legs first."
Seeing that Junichi Sei was about to die and still dared to talk back, the blond-haired man waved his hand, signaling everyone to prepare to take action.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a cold gaze shooting straight at him, making his scalp tingle.
"W-what's wrong, boss..."
The blond-haired man shrank back, looking at the man in front of him with some confusion.
Are you teaching me how to do things?
Saeko Busujima looked at the other person with a smile, but her eyes were like those of someone looking at a dead person.
"Gulp!"
The blond-haired man broke out in a cold sweat under his gaze, swallowing hard as his throat tightened. "Boss, I..."
"Slap yourself in the face."
"Forehead……"
Huang Mao's heart tightened, and he glanced at the people in the convoy around him with some shame. In the end, he gritted his teeth and slapped himself across the cheek.
Snap!
The other members of the convoy looked on with a pain in their teeth and shrank back.
Seeing this, Saeko Busujima withdrew her gaze with satisfaction and looked back at Junichi Se: "Sorry, there are always some clueless people who don't respect me."
Junichi Segami snorted coldly and did not reply.
How could he not see through such veiled attacks? It was clearly a show of force intended to intimidate him.
"I still really like you. How about this, do me a favor. If you can do it, we'll call it even, and the previous punishments will still stand."
Seeing that Junichi Sei remained unmoved, Saeko Busujima's interest grew even stronger. She stepped forward and put her elbow on his shoulder, her soft touch casually brushing against his arm, almost grazing his earlobe as she spoke.
Smelling the delicate fragrance of orchids emanating from the other's lips, Sei Junichi felt no lust whatsoever. His eyelids twitched, and a bold idea formed in his mind.
There is an old Chinese saying: To catch a thief, first catch the king!
However, this thought only flashed through Junichi Se's mind for a moment before he immediately gave up on it.
No matter how fast he is, he can't outrun a bullet. And once he completely breaks ties with this woman, it won't matter to him, but he can't always be by the side of his mother and daughter, and his simple-minded aunt.
"What kind of help?"
Junichi Sei was not an indecisive person, and immediately asked.
Saeko Busujima laughed, patted Junichi Sei's butt, and then turned her back: "Come on, catch up."
It was only at this moment that Junichi noticed that the other person was hiding a woman's lipstick on their wrist behind their back.
But is this really a lipstick?
Upon realizing this, Junichi felt a cold sweat instantly break out on his back. Fortunately, he hadn't acted impulsively.
Before long, Saeko Busujima's convoy set off first, while the unfortunate Iron Man, supported by the blond-haired guy, returned to the McLaren in a sorry state and turned around to go down the mountain.
I guess she went to see a doctor!
When Junichi Sei returned to the car, he first let out a long sigh of relief. Just as he was about to ask Akemi Saionji about the situation, he found that she looked at him in disbelief, as if she had seen a ghost.
"Don't worry, the matter has been resolved."
Junichi thought the other person was frightened, so he offered a word of comfort.
However, Saionji Akemi was still staring blankly at Sei Junichi, clearly not yet recovered from what had just happened.
"What's wrong?" Junichi Se frowned.
Upon hearing this, Saionji Akemi shuddered, as if waking from a dream: "That woman, she didn't touch you? She's Saeko Busujima from Gunma Prefecture!"
"Oh? You know her?"
Sei Jun's heart stirred, and he tentatively asked.
Saionji Akemi gave Sei Junichi a strange look, as if to say that it was really strange of her not to know him.
Of course, given such a high-quality client, someone who had managed to remain unscathed under Saeko Busujima's control, Akemi Saionji had plenty of patience.
"You can be unfamiliar with anyone in Gunma Prefecture, but there are two families you absolutely must not touch."
Akemi Saionji had a serious expression and was keeping everyone in suspense.
Junichi Sei immediately withdrew his gaze, stepped on the gas, and sped off before even waiting for Akemi Saionji to fasten her seatbelt.
"ah--"
Due to inertia, Saionji Akemi was thrown forward uncontrollably, instantly turning pale with fright.
Just as she was about to make intimate contact with the car's center console, a thick arm blocked her way.
"Eek~"
Junichi looked at his arm, which was completely covered by softness, and chuckled, "Hold on tight."
[Ding! Saionji Akemi's dislike level has increased by 5!]
"asshole!"
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