I! Black Organization Boss

After thinking about it, he held the hip flask again and shook it at his "tablemate": "Come on?"

The young social animal turned his head, Yin gave him a gloomy look, then nodded, "Okay."

Ryazan chuckled and poured him a glass.

The young social animal picked up the glass and drank it.

Halfway through drinking, he coughed violently, and all the wine in the glass was spilled.

Seeing his flushed face, Ryazan grinned.

This little boy is kind of fun.

Without saying anything, he poured another glass: "Drink slowly, and don't worry."

The young social animal was a little upset.

I was frustrated in love and in the workplace. I didn't expect to drink a drink badly!

Angry, he poured all the wine in the glass into his mouth in one sip.

This time, his face turned redder.

Ryazan pours him a third glass while asking the boss for two more pots of wine.

Anyway, he was idle and fine, just chatting with this bitter buddy.

After a few cups, there are more and more words of young social animals, one complaining about work, another complaining about colleagues, it is like a deep complaint from a cold palace.

Ryazan listened happily without being impatient.

After a while, he said with interest: "I think you seemed to be making some determination just now. Did you encounter something unhappy again? Would you like to talk about it?"

Under Ryazan's gaze, the young social animal first hesitated.

Then, he gritted his teeth, slammed his heart, slammed the table, and said with a flushing face: "Nakajima Hideaki, that bastard... he damn it! he damn it!!"

"If it weren't for him, Yoshimi would not die!"

"You said I have something unhappy...? How is this unhappy? This is the anger I have hidden for so many years!"

As he said, he lifted the suitcase at his feet.

"The day after tomorrow... At the company's press conference the day after tomorrow, I will use this bullet to break that bastard Nakajima into pieces! Hahaha!!!"

In his wild laughter, Ryazan stared at the box for a few seconds.

Then, as if thinking of something, smiled.

Seeing Ryazan's appearance, the young social animal became a little angry.

"What are you laughing at, don't you look down on me too?! Really?!"

Ryazan shook his head.

In the gaze of the young social animal, he smiled slightly.

"Neither, nor, I think your ideas are wonderful, and I am very optimistic about you."

"It's just that... your zhà doesn't have enough energy, and the mechanism is not clever enough. It is easy to malfunction."

"I happen to have a better product in my hand, how about it, as long as you produce a little blood, I will sell it to you!"

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The young social animal was stunned.

He blinked, wondering if he had drunk too much, and hallucinated.

Ryazan turned and walked out of the izakaya. After a while, he walked in with an iron box.

"Come and see my goods."

"Triple insurance, two trigger modes, when you don't need it, you can hit the roller with a single shot, and you won't be misfired when you need it!"

Under the unbelievable gaze of the young social animal, he opened the iron box: "Look, such a large warhead is made of professional plastic zhàyào, and it is definitely not the kind of coquettish bastard that is dissolved with nitrocellulose and ethanol!"

"Look at this trigger fuze again. Whether it is a communication trigger or a physical trigger, it can react instantly, and it will never give people reaction time!"

"Look at this anti-collision buffer layer again..."

"If you use the one you made yourself, you might just touch it on the road. You won't be able to kill the enemy at that time, but you will cheat yourself. Wouldn't it be a big loss?"

"And this kind of self-made zhà bomb, in case there is a problem with the electrode, when you open the suitcase, there is no immediate bàozhà, the other party may throw the suitcase out and save his life... Next time I want to design this game It's not easy!"

Listening to Ryazan’s detailed explanation, the young social animal was first confused, then surprised, and finally held Ryazan’s hand in surprise.

"This is God's instruction, God's instruction! It must be the guy from Nakajima who has lost his conscience and can't stand the gods and Buddhas, so he will send you to guide me!"

As he said, he took out his wallet with some trembling, and took out a passbook from it.

"This is my bank deposit slip, which contains the 800,000 yen I deposited. Please be sure to sell me your zhà bomb!"

Ryazan nodded in satisfaction, one hand for money and the other for goods.

For him, it doesn't make any difference whether there is money or not. All he wants is a sense of ritual, so that he is comfortable and the other person is also comfortable.

In the grateful gaze of the young social animal, he smiled and said: "For the sake of you and me, I will tell you my name. Remember, you must not tell others."

The young social animal hurriedly nodded: "Don't worry, benefactor, I will never tell anyone your identity!"

Ryazan hummed, "Remember, my name is Jiliang Jiying, a man who loves bàozhà art."

"Is Jiliang Jiying?" The animal nodded, remembering the name deeply.

He took a deep breath, stood up, carrying his handbag and the zhà bomb given by Ryazan, bowed deeply to Ryazan, left the izakaya, and disappeared into the night.

Watching the back of the young social animal, Ryazan sipped the soju in his glass and squinted comfortably.

At the bar, the restaurant owner looked at this scene with a black line.

Are these two people so reckless, they didn't care about their existence at all, and just completed a crime like this?!

Could it be that this gentle-looking young man in front of him is going to kill himself next?

Just thinking of this, he heard Ryazan speak.

"Don't think too much, I just think you are a credible person, boss, so I didn't shy away from it."