Chapter 91 Junko's Emotions
This group of men in black had their hair combed back into their hair, wore black jackets, and looked like bikers.
With a 'clang' sound.
Kick away the obstacles in your way.
"Who are you?" Sannomiya Junko angrily picked up the wooden sign that was kicked down [方左の右方]
"Ms. Sannomiya Junko, do you think we won't be able to find you if you run away here? Why? Are you trying to escape from your father's debt?"
The leading man in black with dyed yellow hair kicked the sign down again.
"What are you talking about?" Sannomiya Junko lifted the wooden sign again and moved it behind her. "What does my father's debt have to do with me?"
"Tsk tsk, what a cruel daughter." The man in black took out an A4 paper and said, "Look for yourself, this is your signature. You are the guarantor for your father's financial loan."
"What? How could it be?" Sannomiya Junko pushed up her glasses, took it and looked at the signature, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly glanced over the terms and conditions: "Didn't it say medical insurance? When did it become a financial loan?"
"You are committing fraud!" Sannomiya Junko clenched her fists angrily. "I am a police officer. This is fraud. The court will not support it."
"No, no, no, Miss Sannomiya Junko, it was your father who defrauded you." The yellow-haired man in the black jacket stepped forward and said, "We have video records, and someone introduced the terms to your father one by one."
"He is an absolute insider. As for you being a guarantor, that is your father's problem."
"You can sue your father, but before that, you must pay the money back first."
"Don't even mention that you resigned. Even if you are still a police officer, you still have to pay back the money you owe."
Sannomiya Junko stepped back and shook her head, struggling to say: "Such a high interest rate, the court will not support it."
"You can sue us, but you still have to pay me back first." The yellow-haired man in the black jacket punched the counter which was still under renovation.
'clang'.
Aluminum and glass were broken all over the floor.
"I, I don't have any money." Sannomiya Junko was so scared that her face turned pale and she took a few steps back, leaning against the wall.
"Don't force us, Miss Sannomiya Junko. We'll come back tomorrow and give you one day to borrow it, or you can come to work in our nightclub." The yellow-haired man looked Sannomiya Junko up and down and said, "With your conditions, if you take off your glasses, you can become a popular 'Oiran'."
"Don't even think about escaping. Every street in Kansai and Kanto has people from our financial company."
"It's no use running away anywhere."
After saying that, he tilted his head and punched the wall again.
Debris flew everywhere.
A big hole appeared in the wall.
Then walk out the door.
Fang Zuo felt a little strange after watching all this.
These guys are obviously monsters.
Are all the monsters involved in gangs now?
After a wisp of divine consciousness attached to the yellow-haired body.
Fang Zuo cast an illusion on himself and walked over.
Junko Sannomiya squatted on the ground with her small body, cleaning up the mess that had been smashed into the store.
Suddenly a figure squatted down and helped her clean up.
A young stranger with ordinary looks.
"Thank you." Sannomiya Junko said gratefully.
"It's okay." The stranger said, "Miss, I saw it nearby. Does your father owe a lot of money?"
"Yes, he has been owing money since I was old enough to understand. We have always helped him pay it back, but now I will not help him pay it back anymore."
Junko Sannomiya took a handkerchief and carefully wiped the stains on the "方左の右右" sign.
However, after the wooden sign was kicked down several times, there were obvious scratches on the words that could not be wiped off no matter how hard they tried.
Why can’t it be wiped off?
As Junko Sannomiya was wiping her tears, suddenly her tears began to fall.
It blurred the frame, and then dripped onto the sign in strings.
I feel so wronged.
Why can’t I wipe it off?
After burying my mother.
Came here.
He used his only savings to open a small baking shop.
I thought I had a new life.
But how come it has turned out like this before it even started?
You are so useless.
Sannomiya Junko.
Just cry, don’t cry.
Junko Sannomiya bit her lower lip tightly.
Don't let yourself cry out loud.
"Let me do it." The strange young man picked up the handkerchief and wiped it gently, and the scratch disappeared.
“It’s just a little bit of dirt.”
The stranger said, handing over the wooden sign.
Sannomiya Junko took it, touched it with her fair little hand and looked at it carefully.
They have indeed all disappeared.
She held the wooden sign in her arms.
She wiped away her tears and forced a smile.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome," the stranger said. "Is this important to you?"
"Yes." Sannomiya Junko nodded: "It's very important."
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know. I don't know what to do." Junko Sannomiya shook her head.
"Don't worry, I know the boss of these people and they won't harass you again tomorrow." The stranger stood up and wanted to pat Junko Sannomiya's little head.
Sannomiya Junko hurriedly dodged.
"I'm sorry, I'm not used to people doing this." Sannomiya Junko also stood up and bowed deeply.
Although I don’t know whether what this stranger said is true or false.
But I am very grateful to him.
"It's okay, just open your shop with peace of mind." The strange young man said this and left.
Sannomiya Junko chased after him half-believingly, and looked around but there was no trace of the stranger.
Inside the Bonsai Museum in Edogawa Ward.
A beautiful woman wearing black mourning clothes, white socks and wooden clogs was pruning potted plants.
Occasionally, when she bent down to sort the weeds, a pair of plump, smooth, white breasts hung out from under her clothes.
The hem of her mourning dress was tied around her thighs.
Revealing smooth calves.
"Madam, is it right for us to come here from Guanxi?" An old man with tattoos on both arms knelt on the ground, his head pressed against the ground and said respectfully, "I always feel that everything here is so strange."
"I know what you mean." The beautiful woman shook her head: "But there is no place for us in Guanxi anymore."
"After my husband died, you old guys were the only ones in the Yamaguchi group who listened to me."
"Those young guys don't take us seriously, especially as the territory in Kansai becomes more and more secure, they take me less and less seriously."
"Only if I come to Kanto to open up new territory will I be useful in the eyes of these young guys."
"Besides, only by entering a new battlefield can we deplete the strength of these guys."
“We have a chance to take power back.”
The old man said guiltily: "Ma'am, I'm really sorry. It's all our fault that we old guys are so useless."
"It's not your fault. Everyone gets old."
"It's good now. We can package the Yamaguchi-gumi under the shell of a financial company. This way, the government will only see that the number of people registered in the organization is decreasing."
The beautiful woman stood up and wiped the sweat from her head.
Suddenly she was stunned.
A complicated expression appeared on his face.
"Madam, are you okay?" The old man looked up.
The beautiful woman shook her head: "It's okay."
"Sure enough, the tough guys came and a bunch of those young guys just disappeared."
The beautiful woman smiled happily.
She went into the house and came out again after a while.
He gave the old man a piece of paper.
The old man took it and saw a few lines of handwriting on it.
[Tell our people not to touch a girl named Sannomiya Junko.]
[But there is no need to notify those guys' subordinates. ]
(End of this chapter)
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