Chapter 741 Suzuki Ayumi's Difficult Choice
This is the suburbs of Tokyo, a place with green onions and flowers like a paradise. Among these tall evergreen trees, a corner of a building is faintly exposed, which is a little mysterious.
As one of the most populous metropolises in the world, it is very rare for Tokyo to have such a good place. It's even more difficult to get a house here.This is not something that can be done with money. Everyone who lives here represents a glorious family. They are all dignitaries and elders in both the military and political circles. Their prominent identity is the unified feature of the residents here.
Abuo Suzuki is walking on the forest path in such an area at this moment. Before and after him, there is a man in black with a palpitating breath on his body. Amen Suzuki didn't know them, and even the day before, he didn't even know the basic knowledge about them.
He was originally a small leader in the Chinese area of the Yamaguchi Group, specializing in arms trading of gangs in eastern China. However, two years ago, Suzuki Abuno had a problem with his 'work' in China and was even arrested by the Chinese police. Later, although he was not in prison in China, he was deported back to Japan and became Huaxia. One of the blacklists belongs to the kind of unwelcome people.
Fortunately, Ayuo Suzuki is also a figure in the Yamaguchi Group. Although his position is not high, his family has some status in the Yamaguchi Group, especially in the middle and lower levels. Many people in the Suzuki family once served the Yamaguchi Group. Therefore, he was not punished by gang rules, but became a small leader in Tokyo.
This time, his boss, the person in charge of Tokyo District, came to Ayuo Suzuki and told him that someone wanted to see Suzuki. After a strict review and inquiry, Suzuki appeared here.
Abuo Suzuki was afraid of the place where the elders lived, but he was aware that the other party did not intend to murder him, otherwise there was no need to bring him here. Everyone who lives here has the ability to kill him easily and doesn't have to bear any consequences.
Suzuki Ayuo, who had no worries about his life, couldn't help looking around under the drive of curiosity. Everything here is a legend, and it is too mysterious and fascinating for a gang member like him.
"Don't look around!" At this moment, the bodyguard in black, whose expressionless face seemed to be a life-and-death face, gave a low voice and stared at Suzuki fiercely.
Ameno Suzuki immediately showed a submissive smile and nodded repeatedly, and then lowered his head like an obedient little daughter-in-law; although he was very curious, he dared not listen to the seemingly extremely fierce bodyguard's words.
Finally, they came to the middle of this area, in front of a wooden antique building. The bodyguard in front of them seemed to announce. Soon, Amen Suzuki was taken into the house and came to a room. Several young and beautiful maids knelt respectfully on the board, poured a cup of tea for Suzuki Ayuo, and then silently retreated to the corner.
During the waiting period, Suzuki's eyes were always implicated. He looked at several beautiful maids in the corner. The young, tender and simple-dressed maids made Suzuki's heart catch fire, but he warned himself in his heart that this was not his wild place, and he accidentally caused the Lord. If a person is unhappy, he may become the fertilizer of a big tree.
However, different surnames, especially those who seem to have been **, exude a kind of maid who make the surname Xiong excited all over her body, always attracts Ayuo Suzuki. He is restless and feels uncomfortable all over. However, he understood that these maids, who might be the women of the owner of this place, had another level of understanding of the 'colorful and supreme free' life of those big family dignitaries, and were deeply envious.
"Dah..." A unique sound came from the claws. A maid immediately opened the door, and then bowed her body to make her buttocks high. This posture made Suzuki's heart flutter, but he did not observe much, but stared at the entrance of the house door.
An old man of sixty or seventy years old came in in a colored kimono. At the first sight of the old man, Ayuo Suzuki was not shocked, but was condescending for these beautiful maids. He didn't know who the old man was, but when he thought that these maids who moved him often served such an old man, Suzuki had no choice but to replace him.
"Are you Ameno Suzuki?" After Murakami Kosho knelt down, his turbid eyes suddenly burst into sharp sharpness.
"Hi! I'm Ayuo Suzuki. I don't know who he is. Suzuki Ayumi did not dare to slander the old man at this moment. The sudden momentum made Suzuki Ayumi feel like a boat in the Buddha tsunami. He just remembered that the old man in front of him was not an ordinary little old man, let alone the street tramp who had been scolded or even slapped by him, but a prominent dignitary and elder, a person who killed him as simple as pinching an ant.
In an instant, sweat oozed from Suzuki's nose, and his heart was very nervous. He didn't know if he had found his slander in the old man's sharp eyes? He doesn't want to be a fertilizer for plants, and he doesn't want to go to Tokyo Bay to feed fish.
"Mr. Suzuki, drink tea!" When Mitsuo Murakami saw the other party's humble appearance, he seemed to be very satisfied. His face and momentum on his body became very gentle. A kind elder looked at his favorite descendant.
Suzuki Ayumi thanked me and picked up the teacup and drank the tea inside. He didn't know why the other party was looking for him, but he felt that in front of such a person, he should be more meek and obedient, not arouse the anger of the other party, and ensure the safety of his life to the greatest extent.
Murakami Mitsuo waved with satisfaction. A beautiful maid stepped over and knelt down beside Suzuki Ayumi to help Suzuki pour water. After that, she did not leave, but sat there respectfully, as if she planned to serve Suzuki.
Smelling the faint fragrance from beside him, Suzuki suppressed the restlessness in his heart, bowed his body again and asked, "I don't know why you came to me? Sir, please feel free to tell me if you need anything. Suzuki will do his best for you.
At this moment, the idea in Suzuki Ayuo's heart has changed, that is, to try every means to catch up with the other party. If the powerful man in front of him, who doesn't know his name and identity, takes a fancy to him and promote himself, then he, Suzuki Ayuo, will fly to the branch and become a phoenix, and his status will also change accordingly.
"Yo Xi, Mr. Suzuki is worthy of being the young elite of this empire." Murakami Mitsuo's face was softer, and he couldn't help praising him.
"Please come this time. I really have something important to ask you."
Suzuki Ayumi bowed his waist again and replied, "I must know everything, say everything!"
"Yo Xi, Mr. Suzuki is very good." Murakami Guangshao nodded with satisfaction and smiled, "I heard that you have ever had sex with Li Mo?"
Li Mo... Suzuki Amen stared at the boss. At this time, he realized that the other party came to him for this matter. If it were someone else, Ayuo Suzuki may not remember it too clearly, but Li Mo, Ayuo Suzuki's memory is too deep.
It was a name that brought humiliation to him. It was because of Li Mo that he failed his first mission. Not only was the arms traded with the Chinese gang robbed, but even he himself was in danger several times. What's more hateful is that Li Mo robbed his arms, but also colluded with the Chinese police to arrest him. In the hands of the Chinese police, Suzuki suffered a lot. Although the Chinese police finally released him under the intervention of the Yamaguchi group, as a citizen of the empire, it was a loss of face to be arrested by the Chinese police. In particular, a member of a gangster like him, after returning to Japan, he almost became a laughingstock of the Yamaguchi Group. Everyone who knows him uses this to laugh at his uselessness, causing him a stain that can't be erased in his life. Some people even shouted for him to commit suicide by breaking his abdomen and washing away the stains on his body.
How can Ayuo Suzuki forget the person who brought him so humiliation?
"Hi!" Then Ayuo Suzuki told the 'story' between himself and Li Mo. After he returned to Japan, he never mentioned this matter to anyone. It was his shame. How could Abuo Suzuki tell others? But here, he dares not say it. First of all, as the other party, he will definitely understand, and if he wants to gain the trust and promotion of the other party, he must do what he knows.
Murakami Mitsushao felt Amen Suzuki's hatred. He didn't like it, but frowned. He didn't expect that Ayuo Suzuki's hatred for Li Mo was so deep, so that his idea would be difficult to realize.
"Mr. Suzuki, if I let you and Li Mo resolve conflicts and make friends with him, will you agree?" Murakami Mitsushao thought for a thought and asked.
Suzuki Amen, who was shocked, looked up and saw the other party's grim look and cold eyes. His heart suddenly burst, and the refusal that had just appeared in his throat was swallowed by him.
He found from the other party's expression that this was not a joke. The other party seemed to really have this plan to let him make friends with Li Mo. As for the reason, Suzuki did not understand it, but it must be very important.
If you refuse, maybe the other party will not kill you angrily, but you are useless to the other party. His plan to cling to the other party failed. In that way, he was still the little leader of the Yamaguchi group and would never become a person with higher status. If he agrees, Suzuki will wrong himself, because he wants to be kind to the same hatredful enemy, and it is likely that he will grovel to cater to the enemy for some needs.
Suzuki is very clear that when this mysterious old man comes to him, he will never see that he is a 'young elite of the empire', but that he has a 'origage' with Li Mo. Whether it is good or bad, Suzuki Ayuo is 'acquainted' with Li Mo after all. The other party wants to have a relationship with Li Mo through him.
(to be continued)