Three Years After Three Years, Sir, I'm The Leader

Chapter 492 He is the leader of Hetu! 【Please customize】

The rest of Su Ze didn't say anything.

Um!

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Double refund?

then what?

Always feel a little less aggressive.

On the contrary, the feeling of leaving the aftertaste like this is the best.

Seeing Su Ze's gloomy face, Takenaka Takeshi felt apprehensive.

What will happen if I offend Mr. Su?

Best, it's the same fate, right?

He later investigated Su Ze.

Basically, no one who offends Su Ze will end well.

Yuan Qingnan died immediately.

He and Hua Liuyang were planted with a magical poison.

And that Zhou Yalang.

None of them ended well!

so!

Murder!

But……

Takenaka Takeshi was a little embarrassed.

If he could kill himself, he would have killed him long ago.

"Yes!"

"Clean up."

Su Ze stood up, and when Takenaka Wu arrived, he had already changed into a suit.

"Huizi, take me to the Xiangtang in Neon."

He came to Neon for his own business.

For example... do business.

For example.

Neon incense hall.

...

Ningyocho.

Kusuke Chinese cuisine.

This is the picture in the Neon Fragrance Hall.

This is a courtyard,

157 Up front, as a restaurant.

In the back is a large courtyard.

Dozens of people in the courtyard were kneeling on both sides.

Like the neon man.

There was a small table in front of him.

An old man in a chef's uniform walked in, wiping his hands on a greasy scarf.

"I made you wait for a long time!"

He went straight to the main seat.

"Sir Xiangzhu, you've worked hard!"

Everyone looks like a neon man.

"Where's Konosuke? Why didn't you see him coming? Matsumoto, you are his boss (elder brother), do you know that?"

Chef Xiangzhu asked with a smile.

Kindly like the uncle next door.

The man named Matsumoto's expression changed slightly.

Chef Xiangzhu immediately saw that something was wrong and asked, "Matsumoto, answer me!"

Matsumoto sighed and said, "Your Excellency Xiangzhu, Sasuke, he is dead..."

Chef Xiangzhu was stunned for a moment, and many people were stunned.

"It shouldn't be, we took a picture here and didn't recruit or offend anyone, it shouldn't be! How did he die?"

"He...was killed at the airport..."

Matsumoto's voice just fell.

Many people present were maddened.

"Airport?! The airport incident at noon today, where did Sasuke die?!"

"I heard that someone from the Yamaguchi-gumi appeared!"

"The person here is the VIP of the Yamaguchi-gumi!"

"Matsumoto-kun..."

Chef Xiangzhu narrowed his eyes, "Matsumoto-kun, I think, I need an explanation for this matter, why did Sasuke appear at the scene?"

Faced with the questioning of the incense master, Matsumoto was not afraid at all, "Your Excellency incense master, you have no right to intervene in this matter!"

In the eyes of the chef's incense master, like electric lights flashed, "Matsumoto-kun, who is the incense master of Neon, don't I need to tell you again?!"

"He Tu's actions in Neon, shouldn't they pass me?!"

Matsumoto said in a cold voice, "Zhao Haijun, what contribution have you made to Hetu? Did you expand the site or make us rich?!"

"The combined picture is in Neon, and it has long since disappeared!"

"Even, no one in the headquarters of Hong Kong Island cares about us. You haven't even seen the mountain gate of the headquarters, have you?!"

Hearing this, everyone froze.

Not only Zhao Haijun, but many of them have never been to Hong Kong Island.

without him.

Airfare is too expensive!

There is really no way for them to join the photo.

People leave hometown.

They just want to find a backer in Neon.

even small...

"Matsumoto!"

Zhao Haijun had a cold face. He has always been very good-tempered, but this time he was really angry.

"Do you know that you are tantamount to involving the entire combined picture in the vortex!"

"You dare to kill the VIPs of the Yamaguchi-gumi! Do you want everyone to accompany you to death?! (cdbj)"

Hear Zhao Haijun's anger.

Matsumoto's expression also changed.

But he quickly calmed down and said with a sneer, "You bastards, do you know how much money it costs to kill someone?!"

"Five million! Five million Hong Kong dollars! The deposit is 2.5 million! It's Hong Kong dollars!"

"Have you ever seen so much money in your life?! Even if you fail, the deposit will not be recovered!"

"37.5 million yen! How long do we need to do it?!"

Everyone's faces couldn't help changing.

37.5 million yen.

Not much.

But not a lot!

Enough for many neon citizens to live a good life.

It's really hard for them to make that much money.

Because the combined picture is in neon, there are no ways to go.

No connections needed!

Want strength, no strength!

Want to make money?

Disaster!

Just reporting to the group to keep warm!

"I changed you, do you do it?!"

Matsumoto said loudly.

Everyone was silent.

Zhao Haijun asked: "Who is looking for you to do things? Who is the target?"

Matsumoto was stunned for a moment and said with a smile, "It's the uncle of the Hong Kong Island photo!"

He was a little proud.

"Uncle of Hong Kong Island! Uncle of high status!" He said enviously, "It's easy, five million, if you give it, give it!"

"Hong Kong dollars! That's Hong Kong dollars!"

"Who was the target of the killing?"

"Humph! It's just a traitor of Hutu!" Matsumoto said disdainfully, "It is said that he is a traitor of Hutu of Hong Kong Island, but unfortunately he didn't kill him!"

"If you kill him, Zhao Haijun, do you still have a share of words here?"

Matsumoto was a little proud.

After all, among all the people present, only he was the uncle who had caught up with Hong Kong Island!

Your chance to rise to prominence is coming soon!

Can he be upset? !

"What's your name? Do you have a picture?"

Zhao Haijun frowned.

It's not a happy thing to be robbed of your seat.

nonexistent!

The neon picture is really no benefit at all!

What are you drawing?

Isn't it just a picture of these brothers, okay?