I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

Tokyo at night is like a neon. ←,

Among them, the dazzling street, led by Ginza, interprets the word feasting to the extreme. It is the busiest street in Tokyo and the best place to find happiness.

Three Mercedes-Benz cars were parked next to a beautiful club, and the high-profile listings read the five characters of the Yoshihara club.

Jiang Chen has only heard of it. It is the most famous "high club" in Ginza and even the whole of Japan.

It is said that the person who paid for the construction of this club at that time was a self-imposed party. The purpose of his money is to let the politicians in their circles come to the club to play while discussing the secrets within the party. If the homecoming forum is being followed by reporters, it will be too old-fashioned in the council hall, so it will be replaced by a high-class bar. By the way, some "yuxing programs" can be used to enhance the relationship.

And now, the people who come here are not necessarily politicians, there are many big business owners and bankers, and so on. Because this club was established at the time of the establishment of Japan's most advanced clubs, there are strict identity restrictions for the receptionists. Either you have to be a member, or you are brought in by a member, or you have to prove that your assets exceed 10 billion.

The club will promise to keep secrets for its members. It’s not that no reporter wants to sneak in and see what the high-ranking ministers and big entrepreneurs have played with the “entertainment projects”, but they all disappeared without exception.

In the game of playing to play the grade, Jiang Chen came directly here.

However, he only lighted his passport, and the welcome lady of the club respectfully invited him in.

“Do you need me to provide proof of assets?” Jiang Chen joked.

"Mr. Jiang, you are laughing," said Miss Yingbin, smiling. "Who doesn't know now, you have used the $11 billion to make a half-Tokyo."

Miss Yingbin quickly set up a membership for him, and handed the card with the Phnom Penh to him in a respectful manner. This membership card is for personal use only. It is the highest level membership card of the Yoshihara Club and can enter the club's top private room.

After picking up the card, Jiang Chen just glanced at it and threw it into his pocket.

“Can you take a bodyguard?”

"You are the most distinguished s-class member, of course. But the club has regulations. The bodyguard can only stay in the hallway, can't enter the private room, and can't carry metal items. Your private room is 210. Do you need me to take you? ?"

"No, I walked around myself."

For this legendary top Japanese high-class club, Jiang Chen is still very curious, there will be some changes in the situation here. I heard that there are not only private rooms, but also some interesting entertainment programs outside the private rooms.

After that, Jiang Chen turned to look at the bodyguard behind him and told him, "You don't have to follow, wait for me in the car."

"Yes!"

Can not carry metal objects to enter, take off the mechanical exoskeleton is too much trouble, Jiang Chen will simply leave the bodyguard outside, stepping on the red carpet, along the corridor to the direction of the room.

On the way, he did see two public rooms, and some people performed on the stage. However, he was slightly disappointed that the content of the performance was too serious, and there was really no point in the night.

But when I think about it, he is relieved.

After all, it is a high-end club. Can't you do some popular programs in the public? That is too much grade, heaven. The world is not so playable... Don't misunderstand, Jiang Chen refers to the square dance, pure can not be pure, all want to go to the wall!

Standing in front of the stage and looking at his eyes, Jiang Chen felt really uninterested, then turned and walked outside the door.

"Excuse me, are you Jiang Chen?"

When I heard someone calling her name, Jiang Chen stopped and looked back.

I saw this person wearing a casual outfit with thin hair but a neat comb. High nose, wide forehead, with a bit of temperament on the body. Those who want to enter the gate of this Yoshihara club will not be obscured.

"excuse me, you are?"

"Sui Ren Sanjing Hongyuan, the owner of the Mitsui Foundation." Mitsui Hiroshi smiled and walked up to Jiang Chen. "I didn't expect to see the world's richest man here. It's an honor."

"It's all fake names, far from the world's richest man." Jiang Chen smiled and took a sentence.

"Asked to ask, is Mr. Jiang the first time to come to this place?" Mitsui Hiroshi asked with a smile.

"Oh? Why do you see it?"

"Generally, only people who come here for the first time will look around and look forward to it." Mitsui Hiroshi said with a smile, "If it is convenient, please allow me to take you away."

"I still don't bother, I will take a look." Jiang Chen refused.

"Believe me, you will be interested. After all, I am a member of the Black Ship Organization Asia Division." When talking about the word "black ship", Mitsui did not say anything, just made a lip.

Jiang Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, but the expression on his face did not change.

"Oh? Then please take Mr. Mitsui to lead the way."

"this way please."

On the second floor, Mitsui Hiroshi took Jiang Chen into a chic private room. The two men did it on the sofa, and Mitsui Hiroshi took a pot of small wine from the side and took a cup for the two with a small porcelain cup.

"For my identity, Mr. Jiang does not seem to be very surprised?" Mitsui Hiroshi looked at Jiang Chen slightly and curiously.

“What's so amazing?” Jiang Chen said with a smile.

It’s not terrible to lose the black ship in Tanaka, just like the future people’s group that lost Jiang Chen’s nothing.

"To be honest... your care doesn't mean me to be frustrated." Mitsui sighed. "Tanaka must be your solution."

"You should see it in the news." Jiang Chen smiled.

Mitsui shook his head.

"You can rest assured that you can talk here. Mr. Jiang is still not playing a riddle. You and I know that just by bullets can't kill him, and he wastes him a substitute. If I didn't guess wrong, he didn't die in Kenya, but died. Tokyo."

"It seems that you know a lot, so? Frank me to this, what is your purpose?" Jiang Chen looked at him, said faintly.

"The reason why I confess to you, I have no other meaning," paused for two seconds, Mitsui looked at Jiang Chen, and then said in a sincere tone, "The Mitsui family became a member of the black ship just for historical reasons, when black After the ship has deteriorated, we have been trying hard to draw a line with it. But due to the threat of Tanaka, we can only confuse him with the snake..."

"For example, provide them with funds?" Jiang Chen said with a playful taste.

Mitsui’s expression was awkward.

"Yes, but we have already reflected on it. In order to show sincerity..."

Say, Mitsui took a u disk from the cuff and placed it on the table.

"this is?"

“There is a list inside.” Mitsui looked at Jiang Chen, “a list of all black ship members in the Asian branch.”

Jiang Chen pinched the u disk and looked at Mitsui with a playful look.

This guy is also very smart.

Knowing that the black ship has gone, it is sooner or later to be liquidated as an accomplice. Jiang Chen was able to kill Tanaka in Japan, and his strength has already made Mitsui Hiroshi feel fearful. Therefore, he took the initiative to hand over the list to the black ship's dead enemy Jiang Chen, in exchange for his name can be removed from the list.

The reason for giving this list to Jiang Chen is not to the Japanese government. He wants to come to him and intends to use Jiang Chen’s hand to kill the members of the black ship organization who are lurking in Asia. The sternness of the star-ring trade will definitely not let the black ship members whose identity is exposed live.

Since you have chosen betrayal, it is completely betrayal!

Even if one is alive, Mitsui may have to live a hard sleep, simply killing people by knife and removing these after-effects!

"Interesting." Jiang Chen put away the u disk, and the corner of his mouth smirked a smile.

"I hope this is enough to wash my sins." Mitsui said falsely.

"Yes." Jiang Chen smiled.

After receiving a positive reply, Mitsui finally sighed and smiled.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang. In order to express my gratitude, your consumption here today will be treated by me."

At this moment, a bodyguard in a suit and a suit pushed open the door and walked to the side of Mitsui Hiroshi and leaned over and whispered a few words.

It seems that I heard something interesting. I saw that Mizuhiro’s eyebrows were slightly picky, and he turned his head and whispered two sentences.

The bodyguard snorted and immediately walked out the door.

Mitsui Hiroshi turned to smile and smiled at Jiang Chen.

"Speaking, we have been talking about the business for so long, it is really embarrassing. I think Mr. Jiang is here to relax, right? Well, we have a cabaret show to see."

The voice just fell, and the door between the rooms opened again.

I saw two burly bodyguards coming in with a chair.

Sitting on the chair was a beautiful woman in casual clothes with a tape on her mouth, holding an indecent sitting position, and her hands and feet were tied to the back of the chair and the legs of the chair by nylon rope.

Looking at the face full of horror, Jiang Chen always felt how to see how familiar.

"Hey!"

The beautiful woman wriggled and tried to break free from the chair. However, this kind of chair is obviously a special item for s/m, and it may be easily broken off.

"Prepare ten actors and one camera." Mitsui Hiroshi said faintly.

"Hey!" One of the bodyguards nodded.

When I heard the words of Mitsui Hiroshi, the beauty expression was even more frightened, and the two long legs tied by nylon ropes struggled. However, no matter how hard she tried, the center of gravity of the chair was stable as poi, and the rope did not show signs of looseness.

After watching it for a long time, Jiang Chen finally reacted to where he had seen this chick.

Isn't that the policewoman in the morning?

More than a dozen big men came in and there was a photographer.

Just when Miss Xiakui was completely desperate, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke.

"Give her to me, such a sly chick, it’s too wasteful to make a movie."

Mitsui Hiroshi smiled and responded to Jiang Chen’s eyes as a man knew and stood up.

"Then I will not bother, I wish Mr. Jiang happy tonight."

Arched his hand, he turned and walked outside the door, and other people left, leaving only the two people in the room.

Seeing that I don’t have to be rounded, the top of the shirt is a sigh of relief, and the small mouth is slightly breathing.

Jiang Chen slowly walked forward and tore the seal on her mouth, because the action was too rude, and her tears fell out.

"Hey, I haven't seen it for a long time... although it didn't take long."

Looking at Jiang Chen’s teasing expression, the shirt was biting his teeth, and he endured the words and humiliation, and squeezed out the words from his teeth.

"Fast... help me loose."

"why?"

She had a slap in the shirt, and she thought that Jiang Chen’s conscience had discovered that she was going to save her, but she did not expect...

Looking at her expression that was gradually re-stained with horror, Jiang Chen reached out and opened the camera that was close at hand, saying evilly.

"Who said that I want to loosen you? Leather whip, candle, or Trojan, choose it yourself." (To be continued.)