I run a bank in Tokyo

Chapter 42
"Come with me." The leader's name is Putikha, a Thai, in his 30s, with brown skin, slightly curly short hair, deep eyes, thin but lean, and after glancing at the two, he got up and said.

Ruan He watched Li Shan follow him, his expression became more and more ugly, and his eyes showed a bit of panic.

It is not difficult to guess what Li Shan is going to say.

I spent the whole day trying to persuade him not to mess around.

How to do?
It doesn't seem worth it to run away just because of such a trivial matter.

But he was worried that the boss would send him away!

When I first came to Tokyo, I overheard the boss's call. The purpose of their coming to Tokyo was not to grab territory!What it is, the boss is very taboo, he did not mention it during the call, and he has no way of guessing.However, in the past few days, four members who made mistakes have been sent away, so he has to be more vigilant.

The reason why I focus on this target is not only because of jealousy, but also to find a way out for myself.

I plan to grab a big one when I find out that the situation is not good, and then run away.

Originally, he wanted to use Li Shan as a shield to share the scolding, but he didn't expect that this seemingly reliable guy would be so dark-hearted that he would sue himself if he didn't agree with him!
The bastard!
Just when he was struggling, Li Shan came back and said to him: "Boss told you to go over."

Ruan He gave him a hard look, but walked over obediently.

It's too late to escape now.

Puchati stood in a dark corner of the road, a blind spot for cameras and street lights.

"Boss." Ruan He quickly glanced around, kept the surrounding environment in mind, carefully kept a distance, and bowed to greet him.

"Are you planning to leave the organization?" Puchati's words startled him. He didn't know whether he really noticed or was testing.

"No!" Ruan He shook his head again and again, denying it.

Don't look at it as a petty theft, but as a fairly large organization, how can it be so easy to leave?
Puchati walked up to him, didn't speak, just looked at him.

Puchati was about his build, short and thin.

However, he is the kind of malnourished and thin, who seems to fall over when pushed.On the other hand, Puchati is as lean as the muscles entwined with wire. His fists, elbows, knees, and soles of his feet have thick calluses that look like old cowhide. His eyes are like vultures, giving people a vicious and ruthless feeling. .

If the two of them took action, Ruan He had no doubt that Pucha could beat him to death with just a few blows, so he behaved even more humbly.

Even if you are just being stared at and looked at like this, you will be under tremendous psychological pressure.

"Didn't I tell you not to cause trouble?" Puchati's Japanese pronunciation was weird, and he knew it himself, so he usually spoke slowly.

However, it did not hinder the coldness in the words, like strands of cold wind, blowing Ruan He chills.

"I'm sorry, boss, I just think that's a good target, I can choose first..." Under the gaze of Puchati, Ruan He's voice of defense became lower and lower until it disappeared.

Obviously, Puchati didn't want to hear his explanation.

"You change places tomorrow." Census said lightly.

Ruan He's pupils shrank suddenly, and the chill in his heart suddenly intensified, as if jumping from "cold wave blue warning signal" to "cold wave red warning signal".

That's how the 4 guys who made the mistake left and were never heard from again!
"Why, you don't want to go?" Puchati noticed his resistance.

"Boss, please give me another chance!" Ruan He begged with his hands hanging by his sides.

His voice was trembling, full of fear.

Ok?
Puchati's eyes lit up suddenly, like a vulture seeing the corpse on the ground, staring at him for a moment: "You seem to know something?"

Ruan He was like a prey stared at by a predator at the top of the food chain, his hairs were standing on end, his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and waves of panic washed over his defenses.

Once the defenses are broken, people will lose their minds.

Fortunately, his experience has tempered his character. Even if he has an instinctive fear of the leader, he will not lose his mind so quickly.

Even, he followed the plan he had considered before, and while answering "No, I have everything...", while exerting all his strength, he swung his right hand and drew his fingertips towards Puchati's neck!
Between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, there is a sharp blade, which is usually used to commit crimes.

As long as it hits, it will definitely cut Puchati's trachea open!

Perhaps because of the pressure caused by the life-and-death crisis, the speed was half as fast as his usual best!
Abandon everything, only seek speed!

He knew very well that once he was given a chance to counterattack, he would not be able to survive even one move!
His eyes were as scarlet as wild beasts.

However, he still underestimated the strength of Punchati.

In other words, from his perspective, he had no idea how terrifying Puchati's strength was to him.

Facing his sudden attack, Puchati was caught off guard, but he made the most correct reaction at the first time. He leaned back slightly, opened a little distance between his neck and him, and at the same time raised his hand to grab his arm.

The thin and gnarled fingers made the whole hand look like an eagle's claw.

With a blink of an eye, he grabbed Ruan He's right arm.

Ruan He only felt that his arms were bound by iron hoops, not to mention breaking free, it became extremely difficult to even move his fingers!

Moreover, because of the severe pain in his right arm, all the strength in his body was exhausted.

However, there was still a blush on Puchati's neck.

Red blood seeped out.

Unfortunately, only the superficial skin was scratched.

"Boss, spare me!" Ruan He begged for mercy, seemingly weak, but he waved his left hand.

Another blade.

I don't know when it was hidden.

Just now, all the strength in his body was vented, which caused his left hand to get stuck.

However, under such a huge power disparity, and his right arm is still restrained, he can still swing his left hand, which is enough to prove that he has a good heart.

Cruel and feminine!
But this time the census didn't give him another chance, and "lightly" pressed his right hand on the heart of his chest.

"Crack!" There was a faint sound of bones breaking.

Ruan He paused, his arms hang down limply, the blade slipped from between his fingers, and there was no sound in an instant.

Soon, blood overflowed from the facial features, and the death was extremely miserable.

Puchati sat down with his body supported, picked up the blade on the ground, wiped the blood on his neck with his fingers, and put it in his mouth.

Now he is a homeless man, afraid to wipe his wounds with his clothes.

After sucking his own blood, he took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Come to get the goods!"

Ruan He's corpse was sitting limply beside him, with his head down, like a drunk or exhausted office worker.

This phenomenon is very common in Tokyo, and some people even sleep directly on the side of the road.

No one cares.

A vague figure emerged from Ruan He's body, exactly the same.

soul!

He died and became a ghost!

Most people would definitely not be able to see it. However, the census came up with a certain intuition, and noticed something strange. The muscles of the whole body tensed up, and he scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

Seeing nothing, yet, trusting his instincts, he remained vigilant.

It took a while for Ruan He to regain consciousness. After seeing his state clearly, he rushed to Puchati immediately.

Then, he was startled back by a burning pain.

Can't get close at all!

(End of this chapter)