In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 456: He pretended to be a problem girl, Miyashita Ryoko
Naoki Miyashita's anxiety on the phone did not seem to be fake. After all, they were now strategic partners who were working together to defraud the country's finances, so of course he could not just ignore it.

So he had no choice but to stop right before his belt was unbuckled. In front of the astonished looks of the ten young women who were kneeling in a circle around him, he pulled up his pants, slammed the door and left without looking back, saying goodbye to Takaei Fujimoto.

"Why are you so fast today, Aoyama-kun?"

"One against ten, as the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, and a single gun is no match for ten mouths!"

"Hahahaha, that makes sense. Qingshan-kun should have asked all of us to go in and help..."

Seeing Aoyama Hidenobu coming back, everyone started to joke and the private room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Go away, I haven't started yet." Aoyama Hidenobu was too lazy to argue with these people. He walked up to Fujimoto Takaei and apologized, "Director, I'm really sorry, I have to go first. Miyashita Naoyu is looking for me urgently and will come to the club to pick me up soon."

"Ah! This bastard... Now that you, the protagonist and the great contributor, are gone, it really dulls the fun of tonight's event." Fujimoto Takaei was very unhappy with Miyashita Naoki, and said with a frown and a sigh.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled, pointed at the people present and said, "The protagonist tonight is our headquarters as a group, not just me. Besides, with you here, my absence won't affect everyone's interest. I'm afraid that if I don't go out, that idiot will barge in and ruin everyone's fun."

"That's right." Fujimoto Takaei thought about Miyashita Naoki's character and agreed with him. He patted Aoyama Hidenobu's shoulder and said jokingly, "Then I'll ask Aoyama-kun to get rid of this guy for all of us."

"Hey! Don't worry, Director. I promise to complete the task!" Aoyama Hidenobu saluted in cooperation, then turned around and strode away with a heroic and high-spirited manner.

He looked like he was really going to carry out an important mission.

Fujimoto Takaei was overjoyed and said to the people around him, "Mr. Aoyama is such an interesting person."

Who wouldn't like a subordinate who has a good background, is capable, greedy, has a good time, knows when to advance and retreat, speaks nicely, and does not threaten one's position?

We must vigorously cultivate and promote them!
When Aoyama Hidenobu walked out of the Maple Leaf Club, accompanied by two beams of light piercing the darkness and the deafening roar of the engine, a flamboyant red Ferrari sports car came speeding from a distance. The rear tires made a harsh sound as they rubbed against the ground, and it drifted, turned around and stopped abruptly in the open space in front of him.

Then the car window was lowered, and Miyashita Naoyu poked his head out and waved, "Aoyama-kun, get in the car."

"Where are you going?" Aoyama Hidenobu raised his eyebrows.

Miyashita Naoyou was anxious and said loudly, "There's no time to explain. Hurry up and get in the car first."

"You drive in the front and I'll drive behind." Aoyama Hidenobu would never ride in this guy's car. Although his driving skills seemed good, those who drowned were all good swimmers.

Although his physical fitness is different from that of ordinary people, if he really gets into a serious car accident, he will be disabled if not killed.

Why risk your bright future?

Of course, he's not afraid to take risks.

But only take risks that pay off.

As a loser, his driving skills were what he was most proud of. Miyashita Naoyu, who was not trusted, was a little annoyed, "I won a silver medal in Hokkaido underground racing! People nicknamed me the Hokkaido Racing King!"

"Okay, King of Cars, either you don't go, or you take my car." Aoyama Hidenobu responded calmly.

In his eyes, Naoki Miyashita was no different from those ghost-fire boys on the streets of later generations, with dyed yellow hair, wearing tights and moccasins, and riding modified motorcycles.

At best, he can be considered a high-end ghost-fire boy.

The car is flying in front and the soul is chasing behind.

“Damn it!” Miyashita Naoyu slapped the steering wheel in annoyance and frustration, then turned off the engine and got out of the car and walked towards him, “Then I’ll take your car too. But you’re too timid, Aoyama-kun. You don’t have the adventurous spirit that we young people should have.”

He also wanted to take Aoyama Hidenobu for a run to show off his driving skills, but he was helpless as the other party didn't give him the opportunity at all.

"I have to be responsible for the country. I don't want to cause sadness to the people because of a personal accident." Aoyama Hidenobu put his hands in his pockets and replied calmly.

Miyashita Naoyu was stunned. He looked at Aoyama Hidenobu and opened his mouth to say something, but his brain couldn't organize the words well. Suddenly, he felt ashamed of himself.

Damn it! He tricked me!

Jin Yucheng drove slowly over and stopped.

Then he got out of the driver's seat, walked around to the back seat of the car, bent down and opened the door.

Aoyama Hidenobu walked over calmly.

Looking at this scene, Naoaki Miyashita suddenly felt that his Ferrari with exaggerated paint was nothing special.

It doesn’t matter how much the car costs or how much horsepower it has. What matters is who is in the car.

"boarding."

“Hi!” Miyashita Naoyu, who was distracted, responded subconsciously and respectfully. After he realized what was happening, he felt a little embarrassed and ashamed. His face turned green and red for a while before he walked over to get in the car and punched Aoyama Hidenori lightly. “Hey, you guy, can you stop looking like a middle-aged or elderly person?”

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled without saying anything. You never saw me hit someone with an ashtray when I was so excited.

"Miyashita-kun, tell me where we are going."

"Drive forward and I'll show you the way. Your driver may not be familiar with Sapporo." said Naoki Miyashita.

Aoyama Hidenobu chuckled, "Just tell him the place name. He has the map of Sapporo in his head."

Jin Yucheng is a special forces soldier, a military leader trained by the Northern Dynasty. He believes that the other party has taken the time to visit Sapporo and memorize the map in his mind.

"So awesome?" Miyashita Naoyu looked suspiciously at Jin Yucheng, whose expression remained unchanged and looked like a robot, and said, "XX Bar."

Jin Yucheng started the car without saying a word.

The car was not going fast, but it was very stable, and there was little bump when braking or starting at a traffic light. "Siguoyi, Aoyama-kun, you are a very capable driver! My father's driver is not as good as him." Miyashita Naoyu praised repeatedly.

Aoyama Hidenobu casually said, "Driving is the thing he is least good at among the many skills he has."

"So what is he good at?" Naoyu Miyashita asked curiously after entering the bar, "He's so good at things he's not good at, so what about things he's good at?"

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and did not answer, but asked: "Why are you in such a hurry? What do you want from me?"

"She's not my sister." When Miyashita Naoyou mentioned this, he instantly forgot about Jin Yucheng and said with a look of despair, "I promised her that I would arrange for her to meet you within three days, but you've been busy with work recently, so I didn't want to bother you about it. It's been delayed from three days to three months. Ryoko is going to kill me!"

Although he was a playboy, he still knew the basic priorities. He did not disturb Aoyama Hidenobu some time ago just to agree to a meeting arranged by his sister.

"So that's what happened. I've been busy lately and have forgotten about it." Aoyama Hidenobu shook his head and then soothed her, "Don't worry, just like we agreed before, I will act lustful and shameless in front of her and I guarantee to break her filter on me."

"Hi! I'll leave everything to Aoyama-kun!" Miyashita Naoyu let out a breath, clasped his hands together and bowed to express his gratitude.

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Twenty minutes later the car stopped in front of the bar.

Aoyama Hidenobu and Miyashita Naoyu got out of the car, while Jin Yucheng stayed in the car to watch over it. After all, what if someone secretly planted a bomb in the car or tampered with it?
As soon as he entered the bar, the heat wave and the mixed smell of various perfumes made Aoyama Hidenobu frown. He really didn't like this kind of place.

Fortunately, this place seems to be a relatively high-end place locally, with a high-class environment and customers.

Not so much cheap perfume smell.

"This way."

Naoue Miyashita took Aoyama Hidenobu through the crowded crowd and took the elevator to the third floor. The upstairs were all private rooms and there were fewer people, but there were still men and women wandering or gnawing in the corridor.

The two came to a private room, and Aoyama Hidenobu vaguely heard many women's voices inside.

Did Ryoko Miyashita bring other friends?

Miyashita Naoyu pushed open the door and walked in, followed closely by Aoyama Hidenobu. After entering, they saw seven or eight beautiful women with graceful figures dancing passionately in front of the table.

Sitting on the sofa was a young girl in a pink kimono, with her legs carelessly resting on the table. Her skirt had slipped down, revealing a pair of fair calves. Her collar was a little messy, and her fruits, which were not in line with her age, seemed to be about to come out. She was waving a wad of cash in her hand, and her round and cute face was full of excitement as she was throwing the money at the dancing women.

Although it is inappropriate for a kimono to be paired with such an occasion, it is even more inappropriate for a girl like this to appear in such an occasion and have so much fun!
The will-o'-the-wisp boy's will-o'-the-wisp girl's younger sister?
But I have to admit that this will-o'-the-wisp girl is quite good-looking. Her skin is as white and delicate as cream, and she has a baby face, but her figure is as voluptuous as that of a young woman. Wow, she is really top-notch.

"Ryoko, what are you doing! Girls should act like girls!" Miyashita Naoyu scolded with a dark face and lifted her legs off the table.

"Aren't they girls too?" Miyashita Ryoko pointed at the dancing beauties, and then she saw Aoyama Hidenobu. Her eyes lit up, and she exclaimed, stepped on the sofa and ran over to hug Aoyama Hidenobu's arm, "I finally see you, Aoyama-kun!"

"Ms. Ryoko." Aoyama Hidenobu responded with a polite smile. Feeling the softness pressing against his hand, his expression did not change at all.

"Ahem!" Naoyu Miyashita coughed and squinted his eyes. Didn't we agree to act obscene and shameless? What the hell is this gentleman doing?

Are you afraid that my sister won’t like you?
Aoyama Hidenobu then remembered this and immediately took off the disguise he had subconsciously put on, revealing his true face. He glanced into Miyashita Ryoko's collar and deliberately touched it with his arm.

Miyashita Naoyu: “…………”

I told you to act dirty, but I didn't tell you to be dirty to my sister directly, you bastard! Damn it!
He quickly observed his sister's reaction.

Ryoko Miyashita was startled and subconsciously looked up at Aoyama Hidenobu, and saw the naughty smile on his lips and the aggressive eyes. Her face turned red, and she suddenly felt that this was nothing, which just proved how charming she was. Even Aoyama Hidenobu, who had a sexual fetish of being a married young woman, couldn't help himself at the first sight of her.

Miyashita Naoyu felt a chill in his heart. Damn! It’s over!

"Cough, cough, cough!" He coughed repeatedly, signaling with his eyes that Aoyama Hidenobu should quickly tease the dancing woman.

Aoyama Hidenobu pried open Miyashita Ryoko's hands, and directly pulled a hostess into his arms and fell back on the sofa. While touching her legs, he said naturally: "Ms. Ryoko, Miyashita-kun said you wanted to see me, how do you feel about seeing me?"

That's right! Miyashita Naoyu clenched his fists excitedly and observed his sister's reaction again.

He is so vile and shameless that he plays with other women in front of you. Now you should despise him, right?

But Miyashita Ryoko is not a normal person, otherwise she would not have pestered her brother to take her to the silver market to satisfy her curiosity, so her way of thinking is naturally different from that of ordinary people.

"Aoyama-kun is even more handsome than in the news! He's even taller and stronger!" Miyashita Ryoko blushed as she ran over to sit beside him, poured him a glass of wine and handed it to his mouth, saying, "And he's an open-minded gentleman, not pretentious at all. He didn't pretend to be aloof from women just because I was here. He just wanted to be himself."

Miyashita Naoyu: “…………”

Hidenobu Aoyama: "…………"

"What do you mean by open and honest? I'm just lustful!" Aoyama Hidenobu tried his best to slander himself. He tore off the skirt of the woman in his arms and laughed, "Look, Miss Ryoko, she is truly open and honest now."

"Who isn't lustful? But how many people can be as unabashed as Aoyama-kun? My brother pretends to be a gentleman in front of me, as if he doesn't know how promiscuous he is out there. Aoyama-kun is really a unique person!" After Miyashita Ryoko finished speaking, she looked at the woman in his arms and exclaimed in delight: "Aoyama-kun, look, she has a tattoo!"

Girl, you are also very different!
"Ah!" What kind of scenes has the woman in Aoyama Hidenobu's arms not seen? But at this moment, she was blushing and shyly covered the tattoo with her hands.

Miyashita Ryoko's big eyes sparkled with excitement, and she reached out to pry her hands away, "Why are you blocking me? Let me take a look. Come on, I'll give you money. That's right, brother, Qingshan-kun, you guys should also take a look. I spent money, and I want to get my money's worth!"

Aoyama Hidenobu was stunned.

Turning his head, he looked at Miyashita Naoyu.

Miyashita Naoyu looked up at the sky in silence, feeling that life was meaningless.

(End of this chapter)