I'm sorry, I, Daoyu Gaoyue, am a scumbag.

In Qingmei Town.

Yoshino Residence.

"Are you kidding, bastard!"

Yoshino Shuto, who had enjoyed a luxurious and luxurious life for nearly a month, stood up angrily and angrily smashed the paper document in his hand on the ground with his eyes split open. Veins popped up on his forehead, he was sweating profusely, and his breathing was short. , like a patient about to suffer a serious illness.

In front of him was a smiling young man with a handsome face that looked like a future traffic star. He was not wearing the various kimonos that can be seen everywhere in the town, but a black suit and white underwear. He was wearing a lining and a white tie. At this time, facing Yoshino Shuto's anger, he smiled softly as if he were looking at a clown.

Although he was smiling, his eyes were full of sarcasm and pity.

Behind the young man stood a middle-aged man with an expressionless face. He was wearing a simple kimono, but it was not an expensive style. It was just a style that could be seen everywhere on the street, which was very inconspicuous.

It should be a young person, a bodyguard or a housekeeper.

"I understand your anger, Mr. Yoshino."

As he spoke, he gently picked up the tea cup on the table, took an elegant sip, then frowned, the smile on his face disappeared, and spit it back.

The tea in this small place actually tastes like rancid swill!

The young man was cursing in his heart, but he had a very polite look on his face. He calmly put the teacup back to its place, with a standard but ironic smile on his face, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. "But Mr. Yoshino, this is a deal between the previous head of the Yoshino family and me. Please accept this fact."

"But that bastard is dead! Yoshinoya is now my property! Mito Teragawa! Yoshinoya is now my property!"

Yoshino Shuto was very excited, and he also added a lot of body movements while roaring, so the tea in front of him was knocked down by his rough movements, and yellow tea and tea leaves were spilled all over the table.

This made the young man frown slightly, feeling that this Yoshino tree man was too rude and even more unteachable than his incompetent brother!

Seeing Yoshino Shuto's excited look, the middle-aged man behind the young man couldn't help but take a step forward, but was stopped by Mito Teragawa with his hand. Then the middle-aged man looked at him in confusion, and saw the young man again. He regained his smiling expression and explained, "Don't worry, sir, you don't need to take action. Although this guy seems excited, he is very greedy and afraid of death. Even if I give him a few more courages, he will not dare to take action against me." of."

Sure enough, as if to verify the young man's words, Yoshino Juteto was panting heavily and his face was very ferocious, but he still sat down calmly, remained silent for a long time, and then suddenly said, "Mito Teragawa! I can't I will hand over Yoshinoya to you like this! I need...I need you to pay the equivalent amount of money!"

Mito Teragawa held his face, a trace of amusement appeared on his very handsome face, and slowly stretched out a finger, "First, before this, the real owner of Yoshinoya has completed a transaction with me. The money has been paid, a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, and I have to say that your brother is just like you, a very greedy guy."

Seeing Yoshino Shuto's face getting paler, the young man stretched out another finger.

"Second, Yoshino House does not belong to you now. I'm sorry, you have no inheritance rights, so what I mean is, thank you for working for me for nothing during this month, Mr. Yoshino."

"Third, if you are unwilling, you can go to the police department to sue me, but I can tell you that it is meaningless. The reason is on the piece of paper on the ground."

"Well, that's it. See you later, Mr. Yoshino."

The young man in a suit stood up slowly, nodded very politely, turned around and walked out of the house. The middle-aged man also moved to follow behind him.

Lots and lots of gold and silver jewelry!

Yoshino Shuto seemed to have only these few words in his mind, and it was as if he only heard this sentence from what Teragawa Mito said. His pale face was very excited and he shouted at the young man's back, "I didn't see it." To the gold, silver and jewelry you mentioned! Where are they?!"

The young man couldn't help but roll his eyes. Although this was a very rude behavior, he couldn't help it.

He turned around and looked at the guy behind him who seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, and said helplessly, "Are you asking me?"

Yoshino Shuto nodded expectantly and excitedly.

Mito Teragawa shook his head helplessly, his expression seemed very speechless, "My suggestion is, if you dig up your brother's grave now, open the coffin and ask him face to face, maybe he will open his mouth and tell you. Woolen cloth."

At this time, there was a sudden burst of noisy footsteps outside the mansion. The young man glanced outside, and then showed a touch of pity for Yoshino Shuto on his face, "Well, I think you don't have that chance."

"A guy like Yoshino Sanjiro who is rude and full of shit will not pay attention to etiquette like me."

After that, he walked out, and what he faced was a guy as fat as a pig.

He has a bald head and a scar on his face. He looks very fierce. He is also wearing exquisite and luxurious clothes. He is followed by several followers, and his clothes are also very flashy.

When the fat man in the lead saw the young man, he was obviously stunned for a moment, "Terahe Mito? Why are you here?"

But the people of Teragawa have always been indifferent to these guys who have "I am rich and powerful" written on their faces. They are even very disgusted. They don't even say hello and don't bother to look at them for a second time. It seems that they feel As if that was an insult to his eyes, he passed him by and walked out of the mansion with the middle-aged man.

"Damn it! Why are you so arrogant?!"

The fat man spat on the ground with great disdain, "He's just a brat from the Teragawa family!"

"Samajiro-sama!"

A follower behind him suddenly spoke, then pointed at the stunned figure in the room and said, "It is indeed that Yoshino Shuto guy."

At the mention of this, the obese man named Sanjiro glanced at the Yoshino Shuito who was already pale as a sheet in the room, and became even more angry. He couldn't help but yell angrily, "Asshole! That damn guy from the Crimson Ghost! I said so." He waited for me to arrive here after I finished my work before taking action! He actually killed that idiot more than a month in advance!"

"He is indeed an unreliable stinky rat! Damn it!"

Seeing this, the subordinate behind him couldn't help but remind him, "Sir Sanjiro, when you meet the executioner later, it's better not to have this attitude, otherwise it will cause a conflict!"

"Am I afraid of a stinky sewer rat?!"

Sanjiro retorted at first, and then touched his arms with some guilt. After he seemed to have grasped something, he felt a little relieved and said, "I know! You don't need to remind me!"

"It's just a pity..."

He thought of the arrogant woman who always looked at him with a look of disgust and disgust, and couldn't help but fantasize about holding her under him and making her beg for mercy. He felt his body a little restless for no reason, but he thought about it now. The woman was probably rotten, so she felt a little resentful.

"Forget it... let's deal with the current matters first."

As he spoke, he looked at the figure in the room again.