The nights in Ikebukuro are colorful, and looking around, they are full of prosperity.

Aoki walked through the crowded crowd, threw the empty milk tea into the trash can, and stepped into the thirteen-story building.

Unlike Kabukicho, Ikebukuro does not use a street to demonstrate the customs of the country. It is to rent a building with dozens of large and small houses inside.

Includes various projects.

Aoki looked at the signs and his eyes were blurred. They were extremely cool. He chose a nearby shop at will.

Two hours later, he walked out of the store with a refreshing spirit, and the neon light shone on the road in front of the door.

The crowds are full of noises.

Two men in suits walked towards each other wearing sunglasses.

Aoki glanced at it and didn't care much. It was not surprising that there were such people in such a place. He would go home before 10 o'clock to avoid letting Xianzi nag.

Two men in suits walked into the store.

A smile appeared on the reception desk inside the door and said, "Oh, this is not Brother Yamada. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why are you free to come to us today?"

Yamada's face was full of seriousness, without the usual hippie smile, and said, "Where is the Nishimura Laiko?"

"On the 46th, just received a yellow-haired boy. You can go to Room 1121 to check it out."

"Okay." Yamada nodded slightly and took his younger brother to the 1121 room. They were all old customers, so he naturally understood where it was.

Room 1121, the environment inside is dim, with light pink lights on the head of the bed, white sheets spread out, Nishimura Naiko lay on it, not wanting to move.

This is her first day at work.

I thought that the guests would be the kind of hideous fat and disgusting uncle, but who would have thought they would be a pretty little ghost?

I didn't expect that the kid was so fierce and did it for two hours in one breath.

She didn't know how many times she went there, and those strange moves made her feel like she was regaining her woman's feeling.

Overall, the first working experience was extremely comfortable.

She was lying on her back.

Bang, the door was opened and the corridor lights dispelled. The door was dim. Nishimura Naiko was startled and stood up in a hurry. The light pink luster was flowing like water waves on her creamy skin.

Just the back makes people feel the urge to hug them hard.

"I'm sorry, I'll get up and pack up right away."

The charming voice was like pouring a bucket of gasoline into a fire.

"Brother." My younger brother took a deep breath.

"Miss Nishimura, I am Yamada Takashi from the Orange Flower Group. There is new situation about your husband's debt at Takeda Commercial. Please put on your clothes and go with us."

After Yamada Takashi said that, he exited the room, closed the door, and scolded, "Remember for me. If you want to stay in the Orange Flower Group, don't delay the Miss's business."

"Yes, brother." The younger brother agreed.

Not long after, the door opened again and Nishimura Naiko walked out, her body was very plump, as if she had stuffed two cantaloupes into the neckline.

Men who are as big as short as the size can be stuffed directly in front.

She is thirty-seven years old and has good care of herself in the past. She looks like a woman in her twenties and has a bit more mature charm than those women.

"We won't have to increase our debts, right?"

Her face was full of nervousness.

"Don't be nervous, please come with us."

Yamada Takashi said, forcing himself to look away from the other person's chest and go outside.

Nishimura Laiko hurriedly followed.

Leaving the custom shop, Nishimura Laiko entered a black car and sat behind her. She became more and more panicked and asked, "Who wants to see me?"

"The eldest lady of the Ju family."

Hom, Nishimura Laiko trembled all over. She remembered that her husband's debt was 100 million yen, and such an amount was quite large in small enterprises.

It is not a big number for the orange flower group.

Daughter lady, there is no need to come to ask about it personally.

Unless things change.

She swallowed, feeling her body turned cold, and the pleasure she had before had already been thrown out of the sky. She couldn't help but blame her husband for saying it well before borrowing money, and she could turn around and double it.

As a result, when he turned around, the person ran away, leaving her alone, and taking on the huge debt left.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she felt.

The vehicle gradually drove away from the city center and became more and more remote, and finally arrived at a deserted warehouse that made people wonder if it was a deserted warehouse in Tokyo.

"Get out of the car, Miss Nishimura." Yamada Takashi pulled up the handbrake and unbuttoned the seat belt.

Naiko Nishimura finally found something wrong, "Isn't this a warehouse?"

"That's right, the lady is waiting for you inside."

Yamada Takashi got off the car and helped her open the car door. Such a polite behavior made Naiko Nishimura relax her vigilance and get off the car obediently.

The younger brother ran to the front of the warehouse, grabbed the roller shutter door with his hand, and suddenly lifted it up, "Miss, I'm bringing you here."

Warm lights spread from the warehouse to the door, and it was very empty inside, without any goods piled up. Only a chair was placed in the middle, with a person covered in blood sitting on it.

The rest were standing.

Naiko Nishimura subconsciously approached Yamada Takashi, hoping to find a sense of security from this person.

Yamada Takashi didn't dare to think too much, so he speeded up and said respectfully: "Miss."

Nishimura Laiko glanced at her and had to admit that the young woman in front of her was very charming.

Such charm is not a figure, but more importantly, temperament.

The danger is mixed with a hint of sweetness, like a fatal chronic poison, making people unable to help but want it even though they know the consequences are not good.

"Mr. Nishimura, your wife is here."

Tuoko Konori whispered gently in the ear of a man covered in blood.

"Nisi Village?" Nishimura Laiko suddenly left Yamada Takashi and took two steps forward. She vaguely saw the familiar outline of the past from under the blood. "Bo? Is it you?"

"Ahem, Laizi..." The man spoke a little and his teeth were knocked out seven or eight.

Nishimura Laiko was angry for a moment and shouted loudly: "Your debt collection is illegal, and we are not unwilling to repay the money."

"I don't care about it at all, plus interest, or 50 million."

Tuoko Kiriki grabbed Nishimura's long hair with her hand and chuckled, "I want to try something. What will a person become after death if he suffers so much before his life?"

"What are you talking about?" Nishimura Laiko didn't understand what she meant at all.

Tear.

Tuoko Teared open her clothes, reached out and pushed her back, and said, "Enjoy with you."

"Yes, Miss." Yamada Takashi took off his suit, abandoned his previous calm disguise, and exposed his true face.

"Mr. Nishimura, you are such a lucky person. The younger brothers in our group can't wait to marry such a beautiful wife."

"asshole!"

The man almost glared out his eyes, and the unforgettable resentment was like a blade shaving on his face.

Tuoko Kirimi smiled sweetly and glanced at the watch. At 10:20 pm, "The fifth blur experiment began."
Chapter completed!