Chapter 187

Shinjuku is one of the most prosperous areas in Tokyo and even the whole of Japan.

This is the city that never sleeps and the largest red light district in Asia.

Among them, the landmark street that must be mentioned is the street of gewucho, known as "the first happy street in Japan"!

Here, you can't find Kamakura's leisure. Instead, you have a fast pace of life.

The pedestrians under the neon lights, everyone is in a hurry, as if everyone is winding up.

In the crowd, you can't help accelerating your pace.

If you walk slowly in the street and look around, the local snakes standing on the street will suddenly see that you are a big fish easy to start

Of course, these local snakes have good eyesight when they crawl and roll in the streets.

They can tell that those are "big water fish" and those are "crossing the river dragon"

For example, those men in black civilian clothes who walked leisurely under the lights and drinks.

Bulging at the waist, obviously with a gun; Alert and rolling eyes, burly figure

All the details tell those Swertia head rats and the destination snakes, a very obvious answer:

These people can't be provoked!

At the same time

A group of crossed bones walking on the busy street had some small episodes.

Boom!

There was a close contact between shoulders.

"Asshole! Didn't you bring your eyes out?!"

A guy in a floral shirt and a gold chain around his neck turned around and scolded.

When he heard the other party's scolding and understood Japanese, bullock romlow's eyes suddenly changed and filled with ferocity.

He grabbed the other party's collar with one hand, carried the whole person in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "get out!"

As soon as the voice fell, he loosened his hand and threw the frightened dwarf on the ground.

After handling the episode, the group continued to move forward.

While pushing away the people blocking the road ahead, bullock romlow, the leader, asked the baldheaded brother beside him, "why do they offer to be in such a place? Don't you know the reason why people have many eyes?"

The bald man is still wearing a neat black suit, which seems out of place under the reflection of various neon signs.

Hearing romlow's words, his face didn't change. He just calmly replied, "maybe it's just to be unobtrusive..."

Perhaps it was just early in the morning when there were more pedestrians in Kabuki town.

Office workers, tourists and students all came to this drunken street to seek a moment of indulgence

Glancing at the sedate Sitwell, bullock romlow was also in his heart, adding a trace of disgust.

This mission was a confidential mission personally assigned to him by his immediate boss, the Minister of security Pierce.

The task is also very simple. It is just a transaction with an organization.

Romlow thought that the credit for this mission was all his own, but he found that Sitwell's bald head came to grab the credit.

This makes romlo, who has always looked down on the bald brother, unhappy.

However, even if he was no longer happy, he did not dare to disobey the orders from above. He could only hold his nose and go to the trading place with brother bald.

A group of people crossed the fork bone and came to the front of a building in an alley.

From the low-key and luxurious appearance, this is a private leisure club.

In fluent Japanese, he had a few conversations with two Jidao tattooed men guarding the door of the building, crossed their bones and walked into the building.

The party took the elevator and reached the top floor.

Ding!

Just came out of the elevator, Ramlow and others took a panoramic view of the whole room.

This is a large enclosed space, about 300 square meters, with transparent French windows on all four walls.

There seems to be only one way to get in and out.

The layout of the whole space is like a large party scene.

With a luxurious bar in the center as the axis, several long tables are placed everywhere.

The desktop and ceiling are connected with two steel pipes.

Two naked dancers, with colorful lights, stood on the table and danced provocatively.

The table was full of yen and alcohol, and even some guns and samurai swords.

Most of the people present were neon,

Ramlow frowned at the smell of the air.

At this time, a beautiful girl in kimono came to romlow and bowed slightly: "please come this way, Miss brandy is waiting for you over there..."

Under the guidance, romlow winked at several of his special team members, motioned them to stand by, and then followed the kimono girl to a large independent room with Sitwell.

As soon as they entered the room, romlow and Sitwell saw a slim figure standing in front of the French window.

Under their gaze, the other party turned and showed a flawed face.

The graceful posture is even more hot against the background of a red tight skirt.

However, the long hair of a red shawl and the burn scar on the left face suddenly turned the whole soft and beautiful face into a little ferocious.

However, judging from the expression on the woman's face, she doesn't seem to care.

"Gentlemen, long time no see!"

Seeing the woman greeting him, romlow didn't respond, but frowned: "brandy, save this. We're not here for pleasure..."

The bald man standing aside shrugged at the woman and spread out his hands, saying it was none of his business.

Seeing that romlow was impatient, the woman called "brandy" immediately smiled and opened her arms:

"Oh, Mr. romlow, this is just a way for me to express my goodwill. I thought you agents who charge on the front line all day would like the atmosphere here..."

In order not to make the atmosphere more rigid, the bald man quickly said, "thank you for your kindness, but let's settle the deal first and then talk about others..."

"..." the woman was stunned, then spread out her hands and smiled, "as you wish."

As soon as the voice fell, she stepped on her black high heels and came to the long table and picked up a silver suitcase from the ground.

With a "pop" sound, he put the box on the table, pushed it violently, and the suitcase slid directly in front of romlow..

"Gentlemen, help yourself!"

With a big hand, the woman sat on the sofa, picked up a glass of whisky on the table and sipped it gently.

Under the sign of romlow's eyes, the bald man "snapped" and opened the suitcase.

At the same time, on a rooftop opposite the building, a figure integrated with the darkness has a panoramic view of all this