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Chapter 247 Hey, hey, isn’t this a team of three? I haven’t seen them like this in a few days.

On the private plane to Japan.

Zheng Jirong was looking through the information and personnel arrangements for various departments of the Continental Hotel in his hand.

Tailors who provide improved body armor, sommeliers who provide weapons, cartographers who provide the killer with maps for the mission, doctors who provide treatment services to the killer, and cleaners who clean up after the aftermath.

Of course, there is also the most important administrative department, which not only issues bounties for various assassination missions, but also stores the files and contact information of all killers.

Of course, Zheng Jirong cannot provide these professionals. They are all assigned by the high table. But apart from that, Zheng Jirong can arrange other positions in the Continental Hotel by himself.

Including the most important store manager and front desk.

Zheng Jirong has not yet decided on who will sit in these two positions.

However, being the manager of a killer hotel undoubtedly requires a certain level of force, and because he often needs to meet with some big shots, he must also be personable, refined and elegant.

As for the front desk of the hotel, he was originally very fond of Xu Xilai for this position. This guy is not only gentle and gentle, but also has extremely high martial arts and is proficient in various killing techniques. After staying in the killer world for so many years, some small tricks are basically useless. Can't hide it from his eyes.

It can be said that it is most appropriate for him to sit on the stage.

But this guy actually refused on the grounds that he didn't like to appear in public, so Zheng Jirong now doesn't know who to choose to sit in this position.

Although the organization told him that he could ask for people from them at any time if needed, except for some veterans, Zheng Jirong had never asked the organization for trained agents.

He knew that with their style, they would never believe in him [-]%.

If he really wants a few agents to come over there, in addition to helping him, the organization will definitely give those people an additional task of monitoring him.

Although Zheng Jirong has a red heart and doesn't care about these things, the feeling of being watched is always very unpleasant, so even if he lacks experts, he will not easily ask for them from the organization.

Closing the information in his hand, Zheng Jirong stretched and prepared to take a nap.

The fun he had with those women in the hotel last night was so crazy that even though his physique was several times higher than that of ordinary people, he would still be defeated in front of dozens of plump and sexy beauties.

As for Teddy and Johnny.
  Zheng Jirong originally wanted to take them to have a good time, but the two guys watched a secret room game arranged by Gianna. Not only did they vomit half to death, but they even withered and left the hotel in despair.

But Zheng Jirong was just the opposite. Seeing those bloody and violent scenes on the screen, his desire was even stronger than ever before.

Jaina is right, maybe they are really the same kind of people.

Shaking his head and no longer thinking about these messy things, Zheng Jirong was about to close his eyes when he suddenly said to Amiao who was passing by: "Brother Rong, the situation in Tokyo seems a little wrong."

Zheng Jirong glanced at him and saw that he was holding a newspaper full of Japanese. He asked with a smile: "You don't understand Japanese. Why are you holding a Japanese newspaper to show that you are literate?"

"No, Brother Rong," Amiao shook his head and said, "I know Japanese. Xiaozhuan and I have both been studying Japanese by ourselves for several months."

"Damn it, you can't speak Mandarin well, why are you learning Japanese for no reason?"

"I didn't want to learn either. Xiaozhuan said that he wanted to travel to Japan in the future, so I followed him and learned a little bit."

After Amiao finished speaking, he flicked the newspaper in his hand and said seriously to Zheng Jirong: "I read in the newspaper that the recent situation of the Three-Kou Group seems to be very bad. A big thing happened between Kusagari Kazuo and the second-in-command of the Three-Kou Group. Due to the conflict, the two groups fought many times during these days."

"The second in command of a group of three?"

After Zheng Jirong thought for a while, he said: "There is a second-in-command in the three-member group. Kazuo Kusagari has held power in the three-member group for so long, how could he leave a second-in-command who can compete with him? Isn't it written in the newspaper? "

"I don't know about this," A Miao read the newspaper and said, "The newspaper said that the second in command of the group of three was originally a Russian. He was killed by the previous leader of the group of three during a gang hunt. Save, and then joined the group of three.”

"Originally, the entire Sanguchi group, including Kazuo Kusugari, trusted him, but this guy ambushed and killed all the senior members of the Sanguchi group at a high-level meeting not long ago. Only Kazuo Kusugari escaped!"

Zheng Jirong was surprised when he heard this: "There is such a thing. What is this person's name?"

"His real name was not written in the newspaper, but he has a nickname that is very famous in the Japanese extreme world - White Death."

Inside Tokyo International Airport.

Kazuo Kusagari was leading a large group of people at the airport waiting for Zheng Jirong's arrival. Compared with the last time he was on Hong Kong Island, Kazuo Kusagari's face was obviously much older.

During this period, his life was very difficult. While Zheng Jirong was in high spirits in Boston, Kazuo Kusagari was stabbed in the back by his former good brother in Tokyo.

Fortunately, when the White Death first attacked, he had a premonition that something was wrong and used his urine escape to sneak away first. Otherwise, the current trio would have multiple Russian leaders. Although he immediately gathered people to attack the traitor White Death after escaping, this guy not only had many supporters in the group of three, but also had a large number of foreign thugs on hand. After several confrontations, not only could he not be eliminated On the contrary, more and more people on his side are defecting!
  idiot! These guys must have been influenced by the Hong Kong community and have become less and less loyal!
  In desperation, he had no choice but to place his hope on his daughter. He told Nanako, who was wearing a kimono and exquisite makeup next to him:

"Nanako, you must serve Mr. Zheng well during his stay in Tokyo. You cannot refuse any of his requests. Remember, no matter how excessive his requests are, you must make every effort to satisfy him. He! Do you know?"

In order to get rid of the White Death as soon as possible and stabilize his position as the leader, Kazuo Kusagari was ready to completely sacrifice his daughter.

"Hey, father, don't worry, I will definitely serve Mr. Zheng well."

Nanako nodded her head solemnly. Being born in a high-end family, she understood very well what kind of dilemma her father was going through. The only one who could help him at the moment was Mr. Zheng.

Thinking of the days when she got along with Zheng Jirong in Hong Kong Island, Nanako couldn't help but blush, and a shy smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She has watched a lot of movies at home during this period, and she will definitely be able to serve Zheng Jun better when the time comes.

But Kazuo Kusagari on the side didn't think so. He looked at his daughter's poor figure, thought about it and then told his subordinates: "Before tonight, invite all the most popular movie stars and singers in Japan. , If you dare not accept it, tie it to me!"

"understand!"

"Father," Nanako hesitated and then said, "Zheng Jun won't like this kind of forcing others."

"Haha, Nanako, you still know too little about men."

When Kazuo Kusakari was about to teach his daughter a few words, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking out of the VIP aisle of the airport out of the corner of his eye. He hurriedly greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, I haven't seen Mr. Zheng for a while but he still looks the same. Did your trip to the United States go well?"

Zheng Jirong glanced at Kazuo Kusakari, who was smiling but could not hide his gloomy brows, and said calmly:
  "It's not bad. Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, and I killed a young gangster named Pablo, fortunately, the people on the board of directors still gave me Zheng Jirong face, and I successfully got the director's seat and half of the Continental Hotel of shares.”

"And you, how have you been recently?"

"Pablo?!" Kazuo Kusagari said in shock: "Mr. Zheng, are you talking about Pablo Escobar, the largest DU lord in Latin America and the leader of the Medellin criminal group?"

"What, he is your friend?"

"No, no, no," Kazuo Kusagari quickly shook his head and said, "I've only heard of his name."

"That's good." Zheng Jirong looked at him and smiled: "After all, in order to prevent anyone from avenging him, I have killed all his friends and family in Colombia. If there is any fish that slips through the net, then I will kill him." It’s nerve-wracking.”

"No! Don't worry, Mr. Zheng, our group of three has absolutely no interaction with them!"

Kazuo Kusagari immediately raised his hand and assured him that the more he looked at Zheng Jirong, the more terrifying he felt.

After only a few days in the United States, he managed to get hold of the largest DU boss in Latin America. Not only did the people on the High Table Council not trouble him, they still gave him the board seat.

Wait, how much of the Continental Hotel shares did he just say High Table gave him?

"Mr. Caoqiao." When he was distracted, Zheng Jirong suddenly said: "I heard that your recent situation seems not to be very good. You were stabbed in the back by a Russian rebel?"

"Ugh"

Kazuo Kusakari sighed and said: "I don't know how to deal with this. It's just that Nanako is still young. I really can't worry about her. I hope Mr. Zheng can..."

Zheng Jirong glanced at him disdainfully after hearing this. Of course, he couldn't hide what the old boy had in mind. However, Zheng Jirong was indeed very interested in the group of three, so he did not refuse directly. Instead, he raised his hand and smiled at Nanako: "come over."

"Mr. Zheng," Nanako bowed slightly, walked meekly to Zheng Jirong, put her head under his raised palm, and looked at him obediently.

After taking a look at Nanako's appearance today, Zheng Jirong raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I look good today. I'm very satisfied."

"As long as Mr. Zheng likes it."

At this time, Kazuo Kusakari, who was standing by, saw Zheng Jirong getting close to his daughter and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Zheng is tired from traveling and traveling, so why not go to the hotel with Nanako to have a rest first."

When Zheng Jirong heard this, he glanced at Kazuo Kusagari in surprise. It seemed that this old guy was really driven to a panic by the White Death.

In order to win over him, he was so anxious to send his daughter to his bed
  　The White Death comes from the movie "Bullet Train"!
  　　It's a very good movie. If you have time and interest, you can watch it. There are many famous scenes.

　　
  　
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