Chapter 289 Benefactor! (2/3 Guaranteed)

Chapter 289 Benefactor! (23 guaranteed)

Naohui Furuya is a Yakuza. He dropped out of high school and joined the Yakuza organization before graduating from high school. He struggled for five years before reaching the status of a small boss.

As a small leader of a Yakuza organization, he was not happy.

Do you think that becoming a Yakuza will make you majestic and respected wherever you go?

Well, that seems to be the case in most cases, but it doesn’t matter!

The important thing is that up until now, all Naohui Furuya has done every day is to blackmail the honest people who opened the store. He's really had enough of this kind of life - even if someone comes to cause trouble on purpose, it's okay to have a fight with him!

He, Furuwu Shanghui, used to slash all the way from the Wangzai Convenience Store in Shangcheng District to the Dorayaki Shop in Xiacheng District with a watermelon knife. He was known as Brother Xiaohui in the world. It has been a long time since he had experienced the thrill of surging blood. .

So when he heard someone behind him stopping him, Naohui Furuya raised the corner of his mouth. There was no anger in his heart, but he was full of joy: Finally, he could finally fight again.

"I'm sorry!" The moment Furuya Naohui turned around and saw Aoki Tsukasa, he instinctively plopped down and knelt on the ground. The posture of the sergeant sitting down was extremely standard and skillful.

In front of him, Aokiji stood on the spot, his body as stiff as a piece of wood. He looked at the extremely arrogant Yakuza in front of him and suddenly fell to his knees, lying prostrate in front of him. He was originally ready to fight against the evil forces. The heart of justice was poured with cold water.

No, I haven't spoken yet. What's wrong with you? Aokiji blinked and didn't even know what to say.

As everyone knows, Furuya Naohui was sweating coldly at this time, and his heart was even more majestic than Aokiji: Oh no, I have knelt down to apologize to the boss too many times. This guy and the boss feel like, when they see him, they instinctively Kneel down.

If I stand up like this, my little brother will definitely spread the word about me, and I will definitely not be able to mess around in the future!

No, no! If this matter reaches the ears of the boss, and he knows that I kneel down to a passerby, I am afraid that even if I kneel to the boss all day and night, I will not be able to escape the fate of being severely punished!

With an idea, he suddenly raised his head and shouted to the confused younger brother behind him: "Why are you all standing there in a daze! Get down!"

The few Yakuza behind him fell down and knelt on the ground with dull expressions.

"This is my savior! Ten years ago, I was chopped with blood all over my body and had nowhere to escape. It was this benefactor who saved my life nearby. I always remember him, but I don't know how. To repay my kindness, I didn’t expect that I would meet my benefactor here today!”

Naohui Furuya raised his head, his expression full of gratitude: "Thank you!"

Aokiji stretched out his fingers expressionlessly and scratched his cheek: "Ten years ago, I was seven years old."

"That's right! It was the seven-year-old boy who gave me a band-aid, which made me feel warm in this dirty world! I, Furuya Naohui, must repay kindness. It was an unintentional act by a little boy. We must repay our kindness!"

"This! That's loyalty!" Naohui Furuya lowered his head with a serious look on his face. He quietly looked at the younger brothers behind him from the corner of his eye. Seeing the look of admiration in their eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn it, let this kid get the advantage in vain.

Hearing this, Aokiji opened his mouth: "Well, ten years ago, I probably lived in a far away country, not here. You must have mistaken me for the person."

"It can't be wrong!" Furuya Naohui broke out in cold sweat and cursed in his heart: This brat, does he have to deliberately try to undermine me? !

"Ten years ago, my enemy and I hacked our way from the Wangzai convenience store in Shangcheng District to the Dorayaki restaurant in Xiacheng District. Later, in order to avoid the limelight, we fled Chiba and went to a place I didn't even know was there. That little countryside, that’s where I met my benefactor!”

After Furuya Naohui finished speaking, the younger brother behind him suddenly began to whisper.

"Didn't the incident that Boss Furuwu mentioned happen two years ago?"

"You told me three years ago."

"Eh? I heard he said he did it five years ago."

The veins on Furuya Naohui's forehead were exposed, but he still held it back: "Anyway! I kneel down to you today to repay my kindness!"

Aokiji racked his brains hard to think. He never thought of when he had handed a band-aid to a Yakuza in his memory. In the memory in his mind, not to mention the fight in the small countryside, let alone Yakuza. Too little.

But. This guy said it so confidently, maybe it's really something like this. After all, not all the memories in his head are clear.

Thinking of this, Aokiji nodded: "That's right. But, I still can't watch you bullying people here. Didn't they pay protection fees? Yakuza organizations also have rules, right? Pay the money once, and Is that enough?"

Naohui Furuya raised his head and couldn't help but want to scold Aokiji, "What do you know about the rules? These people have paid before, but that's all for the boss. I'm here to make extra money." But when he looked up, he saw Aokiji, who was looking down at him.

Aokiji's face, in the shadow of the sweater hood and hat, was as terrifying as a ghost emerging from the darkness. Furuya Naohui swallowed his saliva, his legs became softer, and the sergeant's movements became more standard. .

hateful! hateful! Why are my knees so weak?

Naohui Furuya gritted his teeth: "I know! I won't come here to collect money again!"

"Uh, thank you." Aokiji didn't expect that this matter would be solved so easily. He originally thought that he might have to use his fists.

Naohui Furuya lowered his eyes: "Then, can we leave?"

Aokiji nodded blankly: "Please do."

Without even looking at Aokiji, Furuya Naohui stood up low to the floor and waved to his younger brother behind him: "Let's go!"

The younger brother behind him turned around and left with Furuya Naohui with a confused look on his face, his steps hurried.

Aokiji stood there and looked at Busujima Saeko. He saw the sophisticated look in her eyes and smiled bitterly: "I don't know what happened. I think he may have recognized the wrong person."

Busujima Saeko nodded thoughtfully: "That's right."

At this time, the proprietress of the butcher shop, Mitsuko Nitta, took a step forward with a guilty look on her face: "Bald man, thank you!"

Aokiji smiled: "It's nothing. Even if they are a Yakuza organization, they can't do too much. How can anyone come here to ask for money every day? It's not like they owe loan sharks."

Nitta Masako hesitated and opened her mouth: "Please, please wait a moment."

She turned around and returned to the store. Not long after, she walked out with a full plastic bag in her hand and handed it to Aokiji: "I'm sorry!"

Aokiji looked at her guilty expression and then looked at the plastic bag in her hand. It contained high-grade beef at first glance. He shook his head with a helpless smile and took out about the same amount of money from his wallet. It was given to Mitsuko Nitta.

"This, this is not appropriate." Nitta Masako was a little scared and wanted to push the money back, but Aokiji waved his hand to her: "If you do this, where will I have to buy groceries in the future?"

Nitta Masako looked at Aokiji, staring at his helplessly smiling face. Although she was still a little scared, her eyes couldn't help but feel red: "Yes, I'm sorry."

Aokiji sighed: "No, I didn't do anything. If they do this again in the future, you can resist appropriately - the protection money you paid is not in vain, just go find whoever you pay it to." Who, if that guy is secretly collecting money behind the boss’s back, you only need to threaten him, and he won’t dare to go too far.”

"That's what I said." Nitta Kuangzi lowered his head.

Aokiji raised his eyebrows at Busujima Saeko: "Well, we have something else to do, so let's go first."

Carrying the meat, Aokiji realized that other shops on the street were silently refilling the shelves at some point.

As if nothing had happened, Aokiji and Busujima Saeko carefully selected the ingredients one by one and walked home side by side.

Busujima Saeko looked at Aoki Tsukasa's side face and couldn't help but ask: "Si, why did you do this? If something happens, these people may complain more about Tsukasa. I don't know. If someone comes to them afterwards, Trouble, they will definitely say that it was Si who did it without hesitation. Isn’t Si worried?"

"I didn't do it because they needed me to do it." Aokiji said matter-of-factly, with a calm expression: "I just want to do it."

Busushima Saeko looked forward and raised her lips: "Really? As expected, he is a man I admire."