Datian District New Putian Yichome
Near the entrance of a landscaping product store near the Batong Line, the car from Miyagiki slowly stopped on the side of the road.
Miyashita Kita watched Yeshan Tomokyo push the door and get out of the car, then he got out of the car.
Outside the car, the fine snowflakes were still floating, falling on the neck behind the collar, cool, but it would bring people an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Miyashigata tightened his collar tightly. When he turned his head, he saw Yeshan Tomokyo holding up one hand to pick up the snowflakes falling from the sky.
He stood there straight, his back was not curling at all, but his face was slightly raised, looking at the night sky in the southeast, as if he was thinking about something
What's wrong, Ye Shanjun? Miyashiki Kita walked around from behind the car, stood beside him, and asked
Do you know, thirty years ago, I met the gentleman here. Ye Shan Zhijing turned his head, looked at him, and smiled, there was no such ring line at that time, there was only one alley, surrounded by wooden sheds. At that time, my brother Ye Shanmin owed a loan shark. The debt collector came to his house to burn the house. Our family was locked in the house and was about to be burned to death.
He said, walking two steps to the side, then swung his arm and made a chopping action, then continued: At that time, the gentleman happened to take people by here, and he just took two knives and chopped those guys to the ground in one breath, and the gentleman was alone...
Yeshan Tomokyo said it was very excited, as if he was back 30 years ago: One person cut down six of them, and then he told the guys, saying: I am Akamoto Harasuke, this is my place, and only I can burn the houses here!
That year, I was 14 years old, and I held the shoulder of Miyashigata and smiled, from that day on, I followed my husband and some people said that I was a set of dogs raised by my husband. Haha, I think I have been very satisfied with this dog in the past thirty years.
After saying that, he didn't wait for Miyagi to speak, raised his hand and pointed at the landscaping supplies store, saying: Let's go, this is my home. This is the first time you've been here.
Almost what was delivered to his mouth, Kita-shen was swallowed by Miyashita again. He looked at the two-story building standing by the road.
The small building must have been a bit old. From the appearance, it looks a bit broken. The door of the store is also very small. It is an old-fashioned iron door. There is a sign above the door with the name of the store. There is also a small sign on the side of the door, which reads the two Chinese characters Yeshan.
Yeshan Tomokyo walked to the store door, took out the key naturally, opened the store door, and then turned around and waved to the Miyagiki who was standing in the original place.
Miyashita Kita hesitated for a moment, and saw that the bodyguards accompanying him surrounded him, then walked towards the door of the store.
However, when Miyashita Kita walked into the door, no one of the nine bodyguards, including Liang Jiaxun, walked into the store. These people walked to about five or six steps away from the store, and fell straight in the snow, like nine kneeling puppets, like nine kneeling puppets.
The storefront is very small, and the things inside are arranged in a mess, and it looks like no one has been ordering it for a long time.
Are you living here alone? Looking at Yeshan Zhijing walking towards Houjin's door, Miyashikichi asked curiously
And my wife and son, Ye Shan Zhijing said without looking back, but they are not in China now, and have gone to Canada.
Oh? Seeing his figure disappearing into the gate leading to Houjin, Guchigata hesitated for a moment, and touched his waist with a gun hidden there, which he had always carried with him.
Tonight Yeshan Tokiki seems a little abnormal. Miyashita Kita is too worried if he doesn't recognize him.
There is a corridor in Houjin, which is not very deep, just seven or eight steps long, and at the end there is a staircase leading to the second floor.
Come on, the thing is in the basement, Yeshan Zhikyong didn't go upstairs, he stood on the side of the stairs and said
There is still a basement here? Miyashita Kita smiled relaxedly, and walked slowly over at the same time
It was specially built. Yeshan Zhijing smiled and walked into the inclined surface under the stairs. He lifted up a piece of iron plate on the ground and walked down immediately.
Miyashita Kita followed him to the entrance, but saw that the lights were already on below. He looked back and saw that his bodyguards had not followed him, and his face suddenly became ugly.
Yeshan Zhikye poked his head out from the stairs at the entrance, looked at him with a surprised expression, and said: What's wrong, be careful that I'll harm you?
The surprised expression disappeared, replaced by a smile, but this smile came from behind his golden glasses. When the light shone, it actually gave Miyashigata a ferocious feeling.
If you want to harm you, you will do it on the way. You won’t wait until now, but you still have that smile. Yeshan Zhijing said, come down,
Knowing that this guy is right, Kita Kita Miyashita didn't hesitate anymore, and he stopped hiding, so he pulled out the pistol behind his waist and then walked down the ladder.
Surprisingly, there was a very spacious basement under the stairs, with more than twenty pieces of food, and there were some messy debris piled up inside, mostly landscaping tools, so it looked very messy
Yeshan Tomokyo walked to the side near the east wall and began to move some of the miscellaneous items there. He seemed to have not seen the pistol in Miyagiki's hand. He was carrying things while muttering.
No matter what kind of person the gentleman is in the eyes of others, in my eyes, he is his father. Yeshan Zhikyo doesn't need the help of Miyagigata. He moves the miscellaneous items one by one. He sponsors me to go to school and abroad. He arranges everything about my in life properly. He gives it to me all my life. How can I let him down?
Miyashita Kita looked at his back coldly, thinking that if he didn't show up, Yeshan Tomokyo would probably be Akamoto's heir. Now everything has changed. Thirty years of hard work is in vain. Not to mention the other party, if such a thing is on his head, I'm afraid he will be resentful.
In the past thirty years, there were a few people who followed the husband like me. Ye Shan Zhijing began to move a cabinet blocked by the wall. This cabinet was a bit heavy for him and it was very laborious. He was a little breathless, but he was still talking nonstop. These people were taking care of all aspects of the matter for the husband. I was responsible for summarizing everything.
The cabinet was finally pushed open, revealing an old-fashioned safe door behind the cabinet
This door is an iron door, which is similar to the prison door in the prison. The door is full of rivets and there is a rectangular visiting port above it.
What I need to give to you by sir is not a legacy, but these people. Yeshan Zhijing opened the iron gate and signaled Miyashita Kita to go in with him
Miyashitaki walked over, stood at the door, and glanced inside
There is a small room inside the door, with four or five large bookshelfs with heights reaching the roof. The bookshelf is filled with file boxes, all of which are arranged according to the year, making them very regular.
Near the door, there is a desk with some open books on the table, an old Sanyo recorder, and a pack of half-smoked cigarettes. It is obvious that there are often people here.
Yeshan Zhikyong stood by the desk, picked up a photo from the table and handed it to Miyagi Kita, and said with a smile: This is my wife, Rieko and my son, Youkyo. They are now going to Vancouver, in Richmond Town, and there is the address where they live on the back of the photo.
Miyashita Kita took the photo and didn't go to see it. He was a little confused. What did Yeshan Tomokyo do for him?
The things on these bookshelf are all some of the matters that Mr. handled in the past thirty years. Yeshan Zhikyi didn't explain it to him, but just turned around and glanced at the bookshelf in the room. They have no value to you. Mr. means I want me to deal with them.
Ah, yes, he seemed to think of something, smiled like a self-deprecatingly, walked to a bookshelf, and drew out an archive box. This is what the sir needs to hand it over to you. You must make an appointment with anyone involved alone, don't let them meet. This is also the rule set by the sir
The file box is very thick and has a lot of weight. There is a copper lock on the box, which is self-elastic.
Miyashita Kita took the file box and hugged it in his arms. He was about to ask him some questions, but the other party spoke first: Ryoichi Ah, Mr. wants to cheer up the Akamoto family all his life, but God always likes to go against him. Now, he puts all his hopes on you, you...can't let him down.
Miyashita Kita nodded in a daze. He suddenly felt something was wrong. The other party's words meant not as if they were going to be bad for him.
OK, Yeshan Tomokyo obviously didn't want to say anything more. He patted Miyashigata's arm and said, "You go up first, I want to clean up everything here."
Miyashita Kita didn't think much about it. He nodded, walked out of the room with the file box, and then walked back along the way. The thick iron door slammed behind him and closed it. He looked back and frowned.
Just as he walked up the stairs in the basement, music came from behind him...
On the spring night of the tall buildings, the feast is filled with glasses and figures, and the wine is flowing...
It is a very famous Japanese folk song "The Moon of the Desert City"
Miyashita Kita was shocked, and he threw down the file box in his hand, turned around and ran back
The thick iron door was locked. Looking in from the visiting port, Ye Shan Zhikye was holding a cigarette and carrying a red iron bucket in a circle in the sealed room. Clear liquid poured out of the iron bucket, flowing all over the ground, and the smell of gasoline poured out from the visiting port, which was thick and pungent.
Yeshan! Yeshan Tomokyo! What are you doing?! There was a bang in Miyashigata's mind. He didn't think of anything, just smashed the iron gate and shouted loudly, "Open the door, open the door for me!"
Near the entrance of a landscaping product store near the Batong Line, the car from Miyagiki slowly stopped on the side of the road.
Miyashita Kita watched Yeshan Tomokyo push the door and get out of the car, then he got out of the car.
Outside the car, the fine snowflakes were still floating, falling on the neck behind the collar, cool, but it would bring people an inexplicable sense of pleasure.
Miyashigata tightened his collar tightly. When he turned his head, he saw Yeshan Tomokyo holding up one hand to pick up the snowflakes falling from the sky.
He stood there straight, his back was not curling at all, but his face was slightly raised, looking at the night sky in the southeast, as if he was thinking about something
What's wrong, Ye Shanjun? Miyashiki Kita walked around from behind the car, stood beside him, and asked
Do you know, thirty years ago, I met the gentleman here. Ye Shan Zhijing turned his head, looked at him, and smiled, there was no such ring line at that time, there was only one alley, surrounded by wooden sheds. At that time, my brother Ye Shanmin owed a loan shark. The debt collector came to his house to burn the house. Our family was locked in the house and was about to be burned to death.
He said, walking two steps to the side, then swung his arm and made a chopping action, then continued: At that time, the gentleman happened to take people by here, and he just took two knives and chopped those guys to the ground in one breath, and the gentleman was alone...
Yeshan Tomokyo said it was very excited, as if he was back 30 years ago: One person cut down six of them, and then he told the guys, saying: I am Akamoto Harasuke, this is my place, and only I can burn the houses here!
That year, I was 14 years old, and I held the shoulder of Miyashigata and smiled, from that day on, I followed my husband and some people said that I was a set of dogs raised by my husband. Haha, I think I have been very satisfied with this dog in the past thirty years.
After saying that, he didn't wait for Miyagi to speak, raised his hand and pointed at the landscaping supplies store, saying: Let's go, this is my home. This is the first time you've been here.
Almost what was delivered to his mouth, Kita-shen was swallowed by Miyashita again. He looked at the two-story building standing by the road.
The small building must have been a bit old. From the appearance, it looks a bit broken. The door of the store is also very small. It is an old-fashioned iron door. There is a sign above the door with the name of the store. There is also a small sign on the side of the door, which reads the two Chinese characters Yeshan.
Yeshan Tomokyo walked to the store door, took out the key naturally, opened the store door, and then turned around and waved to the Miyagiki who was standing in the original place.
Miyashita Kita hesitated for a moment, and saw that the bodyguards accompanying him surrounded him, then walked towards the door of the store.
However, when Miyashita Kita walked into the door, no one of the nine bodyguards, including Liang Jiaxun, walked into the store. These people walked to about five or six steps away from the store, and fell straight in the snow, like nine kneeling puppets, like nine kneeling puppets.
The storefront is very small, and the things inside are arranged in a mess, and it looks like no one has been ordering it for a long time.
Are you living here alone? Looking at Yeshan Zhijing walking towards Houjin's door, Miyashikichi asked curiously
And my wife and son, Ye Shan Zhijing said without looking back, but they are not in China now, and have gone to Canada.
Oh? Seeing his figure disappearing into the gate leading to Houjin, Guchigata hesitated for a moment, and touched his waist with a gun hidden there, which he had always carried with him.
Tonight Yeshan Tokiki seems a little abnormal. Miyashita Kita is too worried if he doesn't recognize him.
There is a corridor in Houjin, which is not very deep, just seven or eight steps long, and at the end there is a staircase leading to the second floor.
Come on, the thing is in the basement, Yeshan Zhikyong didn't go upstairs, he stood on the side of the stairs and said
There is still a basement here? Miyashita Kita smiled relaxedly, and walked slowly over at the same time
It was specially built. Yeshan Zhijing smiled and walked into the inclined surface under the stairs. He lifted up a piece of iron plate on the ground and walked down immediately.
Miyashita Kita followed him to the entrance, but saw that the lights were already on below. He looked back and saw that his bodyguards had not followed him, and his face suddenly became ugly.
Yeshan Zhikye poked his head out from the stairs at the entrance, looked at him with a surprised expression, and said: What's wrong, be careful that I'll harm you?
The surprised expression disappeared, replaced by a smile, but this smile came from behind his golden glasses. When the light shone, it actually gave Miyashigata a ferocious feeling.
If you want to harm you, you will do it on the way. You won’t wait until now, but you still have that smile. Yeshan Zhijing said, come down,
Knowing that this guy is right, Kita Kita Miyashita didn't hesitate anymore, and he stopped hiding, so he pulled out the pistol behind his waist and then walked down the ladder.
Surprisingly, there was a very spacious basement under the stairs, with more than twenty pieces of food, and there were some messy debris piled up inside, mostly landscaping tools, so it looked very messy
Yeshan Tomokyo walked to the side near the east wall and began to move some of the miscellaneous items there. He seemed to have not seen the pistol in Miyagiki's hand. He was carrying things while muttering.
No matter what kind of person the gentleman is in the eyes of others, in my eyes, he is his father. Yeshan Zhikyo doesn't need the help of Miyagigata. He moves the miscellaneous items one by one. He sponsors me to go to school and abroad. He arranges everything about my in life properly. He gives it to me all my life. How can I let him down?
Miyashita Kita looked at his back coldly, thinking that if he didn't show up, Yeshan Tomokyo would probably be Akamoto's heir. Now everything has changed. Thirty years of hard work is in vain. Not to mention the other party, if such a thing is on his head, I'm afraid he will be resentful.
In the past thirty years, there were a few people who followed the husband like me. Ye Shan Zhijing began to move a cabinet blocked by the wall. This cabinet was a bit heavy for him and it was very laborious. He was a little breathless, but he was still talking nonstop. These people were taking care of all aspects of the matter for the husband. I was responsible for summarizing everything.
The cabinet was finally pushed open, revealing an old-fashioned safe door behind the cabinet
This door is an iron door, which is similar to the prison door in the prison. The door is full of rivets and there is a rectangular visiting port above it.
What I need to give to you by sir is not a legacy, but these people. Yeshan Zhijing opened the iron gate and signaled Miyashita Kita to go in with him
Miyashitaki walked over, stood at the door, and glanced inside
There is a small room inside the door, with four or five large bookshelfs with heights reaching the roof. The bookshelf is filled with file boxes, all of which are arranged according to the year, making them very regular.
Near the door, there is a desk with some open books on the table, an old Sanyo recorder, and a pack of half-smoked cigarettes. It is obvious that there are often people here.
Yeshan Zhikyong stood by the desk, picked up a photo from the table and handed it to Miyagi Kita, and said with a smile: This is my wife, Rieko and my son, Youkyo. They are now going to Vancouver, in Richmond Town, and there is the address where they live on the back of the photo.
Miyashita Kita took the photo and didn't go to see it. He was a little confused. What did Yeshan Tomokyo do for him?
The things on these bookshelf are all some of the matters that Mr. handled in the past thirty years. Yeshan Zhikyi didn't explain it to him, but just turned around and glanced at the bookshelf in the room. They have no value to you. Mr. means I want me to deal with them.
Ah, yes, he seemed to think of something, smiled like a self-deprecatingly, walked to a bookshelf, and drew out an archive box. This is what the sir needs to hand it over to you. You must make an appointment with anyone involved alone, don't let them meet. This is also the rule set by the sir
The file box is very thick and has a lot of weight. There is a copper lock on the box, which is self-elastic.
Miyashita Kita took the file box and hugged it in his arms. He was about to ask him some questions, but the other party spoke first: Ryoichi Ah, Mr. wants to cheer up the Akamoto family all his life, but God always likes to go against him. Now, he puts all his hopes on you, you...can't let him down.
Miyashita Kita nodded in a daze. He suddenly felt something was wrong. The other party's words meant not as if they were going to be bad for him.
OK, Yeshan Tomokyo obviously didn't want to say anything more. He patted Miyashigata's arm and said, "You go up first, I want to clean up everything here."
Miyashita Kita didn't think much about it. He nodded, walked out of the room with the file box, and then walked back along the way. The thick iron door slammed behind him and closed it. He looked back and frowned.
Just as he walked up the stairs in the basement, music came from behind him...
On the spring night of the tall buildings, the feast is filled with glasses and figures, and the wine is flowing...
It is a very famous Japanese folk song "The Moon of the Desert City"
Miyashita Kita was shocked, and he threw down the file box in his hand, turned around and ran back
The thick iron door was locked. Looking in from the visiting port, Ye Shan Zhikye was holding a cigarette and carrying a red iron bucket in a circle in the sealed room. Clear liquid poured out of the iron bucket, flowing all over the ground, and the smell of gasoline poured out from the visiting port, which was thick and pungent.
Yeshan! Yeshan Tomokyo! What are you doing?! There was a bang in Miyashigata's mind. He didn't think of anything, just smashed the iron gate and shouted loudly, "Open the door, open the door for me!"
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