The second best ability on the leaderboard!

Takamasa Kondo is a stylist.

After graduating from the University of Tokyo, he chose modeling because of his interest. He also worshiped a well-known master in the industry as his master by chance. Because of this, he has already met many big people at the age of just graduating.

There are celebrities who walk on the red carpet, there are also powerful people who appear on TV, and there are many people who have appeared on the covers of financial magazines. Generally speaking, he can be said to have seen the world.

However, something is different today.

The teacher has been abnormal since early in the morning. He checked all the tools carefully and kept telling him to be careful today.

That's all.

When the teacher is facing distinguished guests, he is often so nervous.

Today is different.

Kondo Takamasa sat on the car that came to pick them up, his eyes stayed on a certain coat of arms on the handlebars, he always thought he had seen it somewhere, and couldn't help but look at it again and again.

This doubt was answered by the driver.

"Hey, teacher, is that a Liwu hat?" Kondo Takamashi couldn't help the excitement in his heart, and whispered to the middle-aged man next to him: "That's the Liwu hat that only the fourth-level priests of the big shrine can wear! "

The driver driving ahead was wearing a safari suit and a jet-black round hat on his head. He looked very ceremonial. He held the steering wheel with both hands and looked out through the glass window.

Obviously this is a fourth-level priest,

"Shut up!" His teacher stopped him almost immediately, and his tone could be called stern.

Kondo Takama realized that he was too excited at this time, and immediately began to apologize in a low voice. After getting the teacher's stare, he nodded and apologized again and again, because there were outsiders present, and it was difficult for middle-aged people to say anything. Turning his head, Kondo Takama saw the teacher There was no anger on the spot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Focus on the driver in front of you.

Now that I think about it, the coat of arms I just saw on the handlebars is obviously one of the famous shrines for making friends, the representative of Yaqi Taisha.

Because this shrine is too mysterious, he didn't think of it for a while.

To be able to use the fourth-level priest, he must be a big shot.

He thought silently, and came to the shrine in a car.

It is precisely because there are so many rules that he has opened his eyes.

He could only quietly help the master hand over the tools, do some other work, and he didn't even look at the other things, watching the master get into the car.

Back home, the master and apprentice relaxed.

"Master..." He looked at the middle-aged man who was also relieved, and couldn't help but open his mouth to ask the doubts in his heart.

What is the identity of that big shot just now?

He had never seen it on TV before, and if that face really appeared, he would never forget it.

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "Shut up, don't ask too many questions."

"Even after the black ship came over, this country still hasn't changed its system. The one standing in front of the gate will never be the real controller." He just said this.

At first glance, it sounds like nothing was said.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that you have said a lot.

Kondo Takamashi did not speak.

It's just that he was still excited, he actually saw a mysterious big man.

What do modern people choose to do when they are excited? ?

As a man with superb technology and a teacher in the industry, Takamasa Kondo has a problem common to modern young people.

Tweet something.

Consider the teacher's warning.

He also didn't post any keywords about the shrine or appearance, but just spoke in an exclamation tone.

[At first I thought that what I met before was a great big shot, unexpectedly, today I finally opened my eyes, the real big shot is really different from ordinary people, I feel like a frog at the bottom of a well. ]

Hitting finished, send.

Then, he turned off Twitter, planning to log back on later to read the comments.

the other end.

Banquet

Yuan Laizhen didn't have time to look at his current attire until he got in the car. There was a mirror on the car, and he could see him clearly when he looked up.

Her hair was tied behind her, revealing her extremely handsome facial features.

There is a little mole of tears under the eyes, red and attractive.

"..." Tsk!Looking at the glasses, Yuan Lai really felt that the craftsmanship of the two masters and apprentices just now was really good. Usually, he casually tied his hair or tied it behind his back, and rarely took the initiative to take care of it.

Now after being done by a professional, whether the hair is tied or tied and also draped behind the shoulders, the feeling is different.

Good looks have increased. "Give them a business card." Yuan Lai admired it happily for a long time, and while talking to the witch next to him, he still made up his mind to show it to Snake the next time he went to Heianjing.

Hey.

It's best to let the snake have a soft heart.

Thinking that his lover might be more enthusiastic because of this, the smile on Yuan Laizhen's face became even more presumptuous.

It didn't take long to reach the gate of the banquet.

As soon as the car stopped, the doorman rushed over and drove the car away.

Arrived at the banquet.

There are already many people in the hall. They are well-dressed, have decent and elegant smiles, and talk in low voices from time to time.

He knew many of them.

As soon as you enter.

A tall and straight man in a blue uniform walked over. He wore glasses and looked very tall and straight.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Minamoto Yorima?" Munakata Reishi stopped in front of him, bowed his head and saluted.

Minamoto Laisha's black eyes swept across his body, seeing the power of order in his body with his own eyes.

Not weak, but still useless to him.

After all, it's just external force.

"Hmm," he replied.

Munakata Reishi clearly felt the strength of the man in front of him, and he said in a low voice: "This is Munakata Reishi, the King of Gold has no way to come because of an emergency, so I can only ask me to come and receive you."

The strong always have the right to speak.

He also knows why the divine power of this country is so strong.

The leader is terrifying.

Just the skin exposed to the air can clearly feel the vast power of the opponent.I also understand why the King of Gold, who can be regarded as the invisible controller of this country, still tells himself very cautiously.

After Minamoto Yorima heard the words, he closed his eyes and felt for a moment. Munakata Reiji did not lie to him, and the King of Gold was really not here.

open one's eyes.

He opened the mouth and said, "It's okay, you can work first, I didn't come here to look for him."

He came here this time to see if he could find his chance.

Tsk, it can't be said to be a lifeline.

Mainly his instinct told him that this banquet would be rewarding.

Munakata Reisi twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he hadn't thought that Minamoto would be so direct, but since the words had been said like this, he didn't get entangled here, after all, Minamoto was about to chase people away.

He said directly: "Then go ahead, if you have something to do, you can ask the waiter to inform me."

Yuan Lai nodded.

Munakata Reiji turned and left.

Yuan Laizhen still stayed where he was, and the clothes he was wearing were similar to those of the shrine owner, which showed his identity on the one hand.

Although many people still had a gurgling smile, they actually looked at this handsome man involuntarily from the corner of their eyes.

Yuan Lai really didn't care.

These people dare not come directly in front of him.

The reputation of the magic stick is also very useful sometimes, and there are always people who worry that angering him will affect their own fate.

It also made it much quieter around him.

There is also time to observe who is his fate in the banquet.

There are many people at the banquet.

Many people looked at him in mid-air, and those who recognized Yuan Laizhen's identity all raised their wine glasses high as a gesture.

Everyone nodded slightly, expressing their kindness.

Yuan Laizhen looked away.

On the other side, not far away, two representatives from Yokohama had also appeared at the venue.

It was rare for Mori Ogai to wear a decent suit instead of a sloppy slob, and Momiji didn't wear the usual kimono but an expensive evening gown, holding the arm of the leader of his family, and entered the banquet gracefully.

This is the first time the Port Mafia has attended such a banquet as an emerging force.

There are only banquets among the top forces in this country.

I knew it would take him a lot of effort to get this pass.

Mori Ogai looked at everything in the banquet with satisfaction. Most of the people in the banquet did not appear on TV. People can only occasionally see their words in Fortune magazine. However, this kind of people controls 90.00% of the power in this country.

"Boss, this banquet was hosted by Changlu Dajue, Kingdom of Gold, but because something happened in the middle, he can't come now." Hongye picked up the wine glass on the waiter's plate and used this action to whisper to Sen Ogai exchanged information.

She actually recognized the people around her too.

Many are big names.

The port mafia wasn't much of a force at the party.

She just used this to tell her leader, be careful, don't play it off.

"Ah, this fact really makes people sad." Sure enough, after the waiter left, the smile on Mori Ogai's face disappeared, and he said in a very sad tone.

"Hey, Hongye sauce, do you think we'll get any help when we go to that big shot?"

At the beginning, Momiji still listened to Mori Ogai's complaints.

Then the more she listened, the more something went wrong, and finally she heard Mori Ogai's words again, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him, and followed his gaze to the man in the center of the hall wearing the costume of the shrine master.

"Boss." Hongye said disapprovingly.

Seeing Hongye like this, Mori Ogai put away his foolishness and turned into a qualified leader. He smiled lightly and said, "I know, I know, I don't mean anything malicious."

"I also know the identity of that person."

As early as the moment the Port Mafia received the invitation, Hongye began to inquire about the people in the banquet.

Who exactly she didn't know.

The only thing you get is a list of not-to-be-messed characters.

The shrine master came in second on the leaderboard.

By the way, the king of gold who controls the national economy ranks first.

After all, the mafia is also afraid of having no money.

The author has something to say: Black boats: When Japan was attacked, those people took black boats.