In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 423 I have finished speaking, who agrees? Who opposes? (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

The next day, Aoyama Hidenobu did not go to work.

Because today I have to help my adopted son fight for the family property.

After having breakfast at home in the morning, Jin Yucheng drove him to Nanshan Tea House for the second time.

Shota Yonekura also brought a car full of police officers with him.

in case the emergency.

After all, we have to deal with gang members.

After entering the house, there were only Masako Shimizu and her son, Yoshiki Shimizu. Masako Shimizu seemed to particularly like wearing kimonos, and today she was wearing a white embroidered kimono.

She is over 30 and has a son.

She actually looks quite pure in this outfit.

"Superintendent Masaru, you are here." Shimizu Masako quickly stood up to greet him, and turned to look at her son who had also stood up and said, "Say hello to Superintendent Aoyama."

"That's good of you, Superintendent." Shimizu Yoshi looked at the young man in front of him who was a few years older than him and was extremely handsome. He bowed respectfully with full admiration.

"You're welcome. You're not a stranger." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled gently, took two steps forward, put his arm around Shimizu Masako's waist and said, "Sit down."

When Qingshui Yi saw this scene, he stood there in a daze.

"Kyoshimasa, don't do this in front of the child." Masako Shimizu's body stiffened, but she didn't dare to break free. She bit her moist red lips and looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping that Aoyama Hidenobu would allow her to maintain her dignity and respect as a mother.

Qing Shui Yi finally reacted at this time, his anger burned, his eyes instantly turned red, and he cursed hysterically: "Bakayalu! You damn bastard, take your dirty hands off my mother's waist!"

As he finished speaking, he could no longer suppress his inner anger and punched Aoyama Hidenobu.

I believe no son can endure this scene.

"Yi! No!" Seeing this, Masako Shimizu was so frightened that her face turned pale and she stood in front of Aoyama Hidenobu.

Qing Shuiyi could only stop abruptly, his eyes red and his voice trembling as he said, "Mom, get out of the way!"

"No! You can't do this! Calm down." Masako Shimizu pursed her lips and shook her head repeatedly.

Aoyama Hidenobu, who was standing behind him, watched the scene with great interest, and even took out a cigarette and lighter from his pocket and lit it up leisurely.

And his attitude caught Qing Shuiyi's eyes, which made him hate him even more. "Mom! How dare that bastard flirt with you? I must teach him a lesson today!"

"Ha! Flirtatious?" Aoyama Hidenobu couldn't help laughing, shook off the ashes from his cigarette, and arrogantly reached out to pinch Shimizu Masako's round buttocks, and asked playfully, "Mrs. Shimizu, am I flirting with you?"

My husband is currently guilty of something he has already played.

This is the first time this guy has committed this mistake.

"No, no." Feeling the big hands rubbing her buttocks wantonly, and in front of her son, Shimizu Masako blushed and said in a trembling voice: "Yi, calm down, Qingshan police officer Zheng did not flirt with me, he respects me very much."

"Respect? This is his respect?" Qing Shuiyi's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, "Since he didn't flirt with you, then you did it voluntarily? Did you know that your father just passed away? Ah! How could you do this? Are you worthy of his spirit in heaven?"

"Wow." Faced with her son's accusations, Masako Shimizu, filled with shame and grievance, could not help but cover her face and cry, her tears falling like pearls from a broken string.

Aoyama Hidenobu moved his hands from kneading her buttocks to her waist and held her in his arms. He looked at Shimizu Yoshi with a half-smile and said, "Your mother did this just to honor your father's spirit in heaven. If you were more courageous, why would she give herself to me in order to protect your father's business?"

After he finished speaking, he took another puff of his cigarette.

"Is... is that so?" Qing Shuiyi's face turned pale and blue, and he was filled with shame and anger. His face turned red as he shouted, "Did he agree to support me only because you slept with him? If this is the only way to become the president, then I would rather not be the president!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to walk out.

Young people have bad tempers.

"Go away. If you leave, you will never become the president in your life, and your beautiful mother will have slept with me in vain." Aoyama Hidenobu said lightly.

He was not afraid at all that Shimizu Yoshi would harbor resentment towards him because he was just a tool and as long as he could be controlled, his loyalty was not required.

And as long as you can control his mother.

Then naturally they could control him.

What's more, Aoyama Hidenobu believed that the more Shimizu Yoshi understood him, the more he would respect him. Now he dared to punch him purely because of his ignorance.

Shimizu Masako also quickly stopped crying and anxiously persuaded her son, "Yi, don't be willful. As long as it's for you, mom is willing to do anything. Why don't you thank Inspector Aoyama and listen to mom!"

Qingshui Yi suddenly stopped, turned his back to the two people, his expression changing constantly, various emotions such as pain and anger flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

But he didn't continue to walk out.

"Okay, put aside your pitiful face and so-called dignity. What you care about is nothing in my eyes." Aoyama Hidenobu hugged the crying Shimizu Masako and walked over to sit down. He shook off the cigarette ash and said, "Three seconds, get back here, or get out. Don't stand there and get in the way. There are many people who want to be my dogs, but it's a pity that they don't have a beautiful mother like you. You have to cherish them."

Hearing these words, Shimizu Yoshi's heart was filled with anger and humiliation, but he finally suppressed his rage, slowly turned around, walked in front of Aoyama Hidenobu, knelt down without saying a word, and placed his hands on the ground to perform the great ceremony of kneeling down from the ground.

After watching this scene, Masako Shimizu finally felt relieved, knowing that her son had grown a little today.

"Ah!" she exclaimed suddenly.

Because Aoyama Hidenobu started to slack off.

Fresh abalone is tender and elusive.

"No, don't do this, Jing Shizheng, please don't do it in front of him." Shimizu Masako pleaded angrily, her voice already tinged with tears.

Shimizu Yoshi, who was lying on the ground, listened to his mother's voice, closed his eyes in pain, clenched his fists and tightened them, veins popping out on his forehead. "Ha." Aoyama Hidenori smiled, pushed Shimizu Masako aside, stood up and walked to Shimizu Yoshi, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looking down at him with his hands on his hips and said, "Raise your head."

Qingshui Yi slowly raised his head and looked up at the tall and burly man in front of him, his eyes full of anger.

"Are you thinking that you will take revenge on me when you become a big shot one day?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked with a smile. Without waiting for his answer, he bent down slightly and said word by word: "But I tell you, when you become a big shot, you won't dare to take revenge on me. You will only respect me and please me, because the higher your status, the more you will clearly realize how much blessing and honor it is for you and your son that your mother can climb into my bed."

Qingshui Yi was dismissive of this remark, thinking only that he could endure the humiliation for a while and would definitely repay it a hundredfold in the future.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and didn't explain any further.

He turned back to his seat, hugged Shimizu Masako again, and touched her all over, "Stand up and sit down."

Qingshui Yi stood up without saying a word.

"Bang!" Aoyama Hidenobu spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and hit Shimizu Yoshi in the face, "Are you mute?"

"Thank you, Police Officer." Shimizu Yoshi said in a dry voice, then sat down stiffly.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door, followed by a voice, "Madam, may I come in?"

Masako Shimizu looked back at Aoyama Hidenobu, hoping that he would let her go so that she could meet the guest in a decent manner.

But there was no fluctuation on Aoyama Hidenobu's face.

Having already experienced the man's dominance and strength, Shimizu Masako could only sigh and say, "Come in."

Then the door was pushed open, and two middle-aged men in their 40s and a young man in his 30s walked in.

They are the three most powerful heads of the Kitakami family after experiencing great changes, Kobayashi Guitoku, Honjo Yutora, and Uesugi Nobunobu.

When they saw the scene inside the house, the three of them froze in place, and then their faces gradually turned ugly.

Because everyone realized what was going to happen.

The three of them suppressed their thoughts and stepped forward to bow to Aoyama Hidenobu and Shimizu Masako respectively.

"Qingshan is on guard, ma'am."

"Sit down." Aoyama Hidenobu uttered a word.

After thanking them, the three of them found a seat and sat down.

Aoyama Hidenobu touched Shimizu Masako's thigh wantonly under her skirt with one hand, and took a sip of tea with the other hand. "It was me who asked Masako to invite you here today. I believe you three are aware of what I am going to say, so I won't beat around the bush. Put your fight aside and support Shimizu Yoshirai as the successor to the chairman."

Although the three of them had already guessed his purpose.

But at this moment his face still became very ugly.

"Officer Aoyama, forgive me for being blunt, but Chief Fujimoto has never interfered in the internal affairs of our gang." The youngest member, Nobuobu Uesugi, suppressed his inner dissatisfaction and anger, and said in a stiff tone.

"Really? I just got here, so I don't know." Aoyama Hidenobu shook his head nonchalantly, then looked at him and asked, "But what if I want to intervene?"

"Bang!" Uesugi Nobunobu slammed the table and said coldly: "Then I have no choice but to ask the director to make the decision!"

"Very good! Very good!" Aoyama Hidenobu laughed and clapped. He pushed Shimizu Masako aside and stood up to continue clapping. "Uesugi-kun is very courageous."

"Officer Aoyama, Hokkaido has its own rules. Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you're from Tokyo! Do you want me to give up my great advantage and let this little brat make the decision with just one sentence? You don't have that much face!" Uesugi Nobunobu said coldly.

He currently has the greatest advantage among the three, so naturally he also has the biggest reaction to Aoyama Hidenobu.

Aoyama Hidenobu's face turned cold, and he suddenly jumped up, grabbed Uesugi Nobunobu's head and threw it down hard.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Uesugi Nobunobu's body instantly lost balance and tilted to one side. His head hit the table heavily, directly smashing through the tabletop. His neck was stuck in it, and broken thorns and splinters of wood pierced his throat. Blood continued to ooze out. His legs kept kicking and bouncing, and meaningless hoarse sounds came out of his mouth. His hands waved around but could not find a fulcrum until he died completely and could no longer move.

A strong smell of blood filled the room.

The sound of dripping blood was particularly harsh.

Honjo Yutora and Kobayashi Guide were so frightened that they stood up instantly and looked at the scene in shock and fear.

Masako Shimizu's face also turned slightly pale.

Shimizu Yoshi was dumbfounded. He had never expected that Aoyama Hidenobu would kill Uesugi Nobunobu just because of a disagreement.

"Shameless bastard." Aoyama Hidenobu cursed, took out the handkerchief folded in his suit pocket and wiped his hands slowly, and said casually to Honjo Yutora and Kobayashi Guide: "The territory he left behind is for you two to divide up, Shimizu Yoshi will be the chairman, I've finished speaking, who is in favor and who is against?"

"No! I support you! I support you! Everything will be arranged by the police chief!" The two men shuddered, looked at each other, bent over and shook their heads like rattles.

Aoyama Hidenobu grabbed the frightened Shimizu Masako and held her in his arms, then left without looking back.

He had just stepped out of the door when Shota Yonekura rushed in with a group of police officers to deal with the scene.

"Move the body away! Wash away the blood!"

"Clean up all the fingerprints and footprints!"

"Go and take away all the surveillance cameras in the name of investigation."

Honjo Yutora, Kobayashi Guide, and Shimizu Yoshi just stood there stupidly watching the scene.

At this moment, Shimizu Yoshisai had a clearer understanding of what Aoyama Hidenobu had just said.

(End of this chapter)