"Yeah, you're a good-for-nothing guy. He brought girls back, but he never heard anything about causing trouble."

Mr. Itada made fun of him, saying that a young man in his early twenties slept so much every day, but in the end he didn't sleep at all.

The old man Kitano chuckled, "That kid is actually quite nice. He's an old-school guy. Even though he looks dead, he's still reliable. There are fewer and fewer young people like him now. Each one in the gang is more of a bastard than the last."

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The old man cursed again, "The special correspondents are all scum, and some of them went to the boxing area to participate in boxing matches, which ruined Yakuza's reputation."

Itada glanced at it and noticed that his old friend was wearing a meat cutter's silver ring.

"Why, your son's affairs haven't been finished yet?"

"It's none of that good-for-nothing's business now, but it can be said that he was involved. There are a few very promising young men from outside the gang who want to get Gasboy's big dog in the Walled City, so they can get some help from us old ghosts.

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The facial muscles of the old man Kitano were twitching again, "I've already called Fujilong, Yoshizawa and the others, plus you, seven old ghosts. As for tomorrow, will you go? I heard there will be many

Meat."

As the old man spoke, his left hand pulled out a single molecule line from the silver ring on his right thumb.

Immediately, Mr. Itada opened his eyes, and his left hand, which was caressing his right thumb, also pulled out a single molecular line.

In the night rain, the single molecular lines shone slightly with orange light.
Chapter completed!