Two days later, Kishimoto Masayoshi received a call from Kazuhiko Inoue. The other party asked him to drink in the Hile High Japanese Restaurant.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't think too much. It was just that two men with a pretty good relationship had not seen each other for a long time. They were drinking, chatting, and other things, which were normal.

He agreed and walked into the luxurious private room where Inoue Kazuhiko was on time. As soon as he walked in, he not only met Kazuhiko Inoue, but also met other people he had never known.

Kazuhiko Inoue came up enthusiastically and took the initiative to introduce to others: "This is President Masayoshi Kishimoto, the famous Hard Gold Group. I can make a lot of money, all of which is TOEFL."

Masayoshi Kishimoto walked in and sat cross-legged in the designated position arranged by the other party. He looked at the slightly fat strange boy sitting opposite him and knew that he was not a good person.

The reason why he was so sure was that he could sense everything from his sharp and indifferent eyes. He immediately thought in his heart that a meal would not be simple even if it was not a Hongmen Banquet.

"If you have any questions when you have to ask me, just tell me!" Kishimoto Masayoshi didn't plan to drink and talk to them, and he was straight to the point.

The slightly fat strange man sitting opposite Masayoshi Kishimoto smiled and said, "You are indeed a cheerful person. I like to deal with cheerful people the most."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clapped his hands and gave a gesture. The thin strange man who was originally sitting on one side of him immediately got up and opened all the money boxes in the luxurious private room one by one.

"I'll hand over this money to you to invest for me." The slightly fat strange man said bluntly.

Masayoshi Kishimoto didn't even look at the cash. He had already seen that the other party was a gangster. As for which team the other party was, he would neither take the initiative to ask the truth nor want to know. He understood what curiosity means to kill a cat.

Masayoshi Kishimoto has always kept a clear head on major issues and did not dare to take the wrong path: "I don't do money laundering business."

"I didn't ask you to launder money for me, but asked you to invest for me." The slightly fat strange man said with a smile.

"I won't invest in black money." Kishimoto Masayoshi knew very well that if he opened his mouth, he would continue to deal with black money issues for these people in the future.

If he had been in the period of his original capital accumulation, he might have been shaken. Now that he has completed the original capital accumulation, he naturally would not look down on the money. He did not want to go to the muddy waters.

"Yoly, you'd better think twice." Kazuhiko Inoue sat on his left and turned sideways to remind him with kindness.

"There is nothing to think twice. I still said the same thing, I won't invest in black money." Kishimoto Masayoshi said in his words.

The thin strange man suddenly pulled out a pitch-black pistol from his waist with his right hand and pointed it at Masayoshi Kishimoto, and said coldly: "If you have the ability, tell me what you just said."

Facing the black gun, Masayoshi Kishimoto said calmly: "Whether I asked me to say a thousand or ten thousand times, it's still the same sentence, I won't use black money for investment."

"Put the gun away. Don't scare the guests we invited." The slightly fat strange man said in a fake manner.

"Do you really think I dare not kill you?" The thin strange man suddenly spoke harshly at Masayoshi Kishimoto while intentionally pulling a gun in front of the other side, indicating that the bullet was in the cavity.

"Hasn't I told you? Put your gun away." The slightly fat strange man sternly scolded his subordinates.

"You two should not be in front of me, one of you is a slander and the other is a slanderer. I will say the last time, I will not invest in black money.

He should be your head (the leader in the underworld is second only to the team leader)! If I really kill me, you will not be able to stay there for a few more days. My head on my neck would have already been insured for 100 million US dollars.

If I die in a bad life, any organization or individual will kill the murderer, behind-the-scenes instructors, and their family, for me, you can get the money.

I believe that by then, not only you, but also your entire organization, and even your family, will be listed as the number one hunting target by killer organizations of all sizes in the world.

Not only that, the underworld, the white, the gray... As long as there are people who are determined to make money, there will be no one who wants to take your life away.

At that time, I'm afraid even within your organization will have people who want your life." Kishimoto Masayoshi looked at the slightly fat strange man sitting in front of him, and said it in a powerful way every word, without any fear.

I have all died once. For him, death is nothing more than opening and closing his eyes, that's all.

If he just made the prediction of the uncertainty, he would only be a bystander who held the chips tightly in his hand, but was worried about gains and losses, and did not dare to make a bet on the gambling table.

In fact, the investment he has always made requires extraordinary courage and courage. Furthermore, being able to gather a group of outstanding people around him to follow his leader, which proves his extraordinary talent.

"Are you really not afraid of death?" The slightly fat strange man looked sharp and smiled.

"A person dies early, and dies late. What is the difference between death decades earlier and death decades later? Just like you are in the world, you have long had the awareness of dying from a life of life and corpses on the streets.

I, a person who is an investor, aren’t I licking blood on the edge of the knife and surviving among the tigers and wolves? The only difference between us is wars with smoke and wars without smoke." Kishimoto Masayoshi said calmly.

The slightly fat strange man picked up the sake glass in front of him, raised his head and drank it dry. He put down the empty cup on the table, said nothing, stood up and walked outside.

As a thin strange man, Ruoto, after the boss walked out, he did not take out his gun and kill him again, but asked Ruozhong (team members) outside to come in and take away all the boxes containing the money.

Kazuhiko Inoue immediately performed a ritual on the opposite side of Kishimoto Masayoshi and asked for forgiveness, "I'm really sorry. If you believe me, it's really no malice, it's all good intentions."

As soon as he finished speaking, he knelt down and stood up. He took out a folded Swiss army knife from his pocket. He turned sideways, held the knife tightly in his right hand, and put his little finger on the left hand on the table and cut a piece.

"Okay. I'm not a gangster, you don't need to apologize in this way. Just this time, I won't be the case." As soon as Kishimoto Masayoshi reached out and grabbed his right wrist, he said seriously.

Kazuhiko Inoue felt a little relieved and said, "You really don't care about me?"
Chapter completed!