Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 309 - 287: Pure Love Blonde and the Pregnant Wife, Tough Nut_2

Chapter 309: Chapter 287: Pure Love Blonde and the Pregnant Wife, Tough Nut_2

"Yo yo yo, you’re really heartless, huh? A couple for a day shares a hundred days of grace, but our relationship was more than just days; I’ve been with you many times." Qingshui Yong said nonchalantly.

Listening to this crude truth, Cang Jindie’s face turned extremely unsightly. She took a deep breath to suppress the anger in her heart, "Idiot! Get out of here right now."

"I can leave, but you dumped me out of the blue, which really hurt me. Don’t I deserve some compensation?" Qingshui Yong asked with a grin.

Cang Jindie glowered and didn’t respond. This bastard was actually trying to blackmail her. Well, it was indeed something he would do; she had been blind in the past.

Qingshui Yong blew a strand of hair from his forehead and held up three fingers, "I want 30 million yen, or else I’ll come find you every day. I’m really curious, would your husband and in-laws still accept you if they knew about your past? Your father-in-law was a cop, and you were once a criminal. Want to bet on it?"

"Despicable and shameless!" Cang Jindie cursed coldly.

Qingshui Yong shrugged, "Weren’t you the same back then? I’ll give you three days. I’ll come for the money after three days; otherwise, you’ll really regret it."

"After all, madam, you don’t want your husband to know about your unsightly past, do you?"

He stuffed his hands in his pockets, smiled, and turned away.

Cang Jindie stood trembling on the spot.

"Jindie, who was that?"

Suddenly, Hattori Aoshika’s voice came from behind.

Taking a deep breath, Cang Jindie turned around with a gentle smile, "Just a salesman; I sent him away."

She couldn’t let Hattori Aoshika see Qingshui Yong.

"Oh, then come inside quickly. It’s quite cold out tonight," Hattori Aoshika said concerningly.

"Hi!" Cang Jindie nodded, smiling broadly as she hooked her arm through his and entered the house, closing the door behind them.

"Bang!"

Qingshui Yong hadn’t gone far and stood in the shadows, watching the two cuddle as they entered the house, his features gradually distorting.

Even blonde-headed fools have true feelings.

He loved Cang Jindie and had even once declared he didn’t mind taking on her unborn child. Yet Cang Jindie had abandoned him without hesitation, using the pregnancy to marry into the Hattori family and secure a better life.

As the saying goes, deep love begets deep hatred.

She had left him alone to continue his downward spiral while she ran towards a better new life.

He would never let her have it her way!

Qingshui Yong spat fiercely.

Then he turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

He really felt like drinking tonight, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

As he walked, he reached into his pocket, rummaging through his pockets only to pull out a crumpled 300 yen.

This money wasn’t even enough for a taxi, let alone a drink.

"Idiot, where should I go to get some money."

.........

Meanwhile, Beiyuan Yangtao, who had just finished interviewing four victims of Nozawa Finance, returned home.

Though physically exhausted,

his mind was buzzing with energy.

He couldn’t wait to write up his report overnight.

"Click!"

As soon as he turned on the light, he saw four tattooed men sitting on the living room couch, looking at him menacingly.

Realizing the danger, he turned to run.

But the moment he turned around, a young man appeared at the door and kicked him in the abdomen.

"Ah!"

Beiyuan Yangtao screamed in agony and stumbled back, falling heavily onto the living room floor. He tried to get up but was pinned down by two men, unable to move.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

Beiyuan Yangtao struggled, shouting loudly.

The long-haired young man who had just kicked him didn’t respond. Instead, he picked up the dropped briefcase from the floor, opened it, and rummaged through various materials related to investigations and interviews held by Nozawa Financial Corporation.

"That’s my stuff! Give it back to me!"

Beiyuan Yangtao’s complexion changed drastically. Those were the materials for his articles tonight, and he had just realized the identity of these assailants—they were the henchmen of Nozawa Finance.

The long-haired young man still didn’t respond.

He took out a lighter and set the materials on fire.

"Damn it, stop! Stop! Just stop!"

Beiyuan Yangtao’s eyes were bloodshot, and he screamed desperately.

After burning all the documents to ashes, the long-haired young man stepped on Beiyuan Yangtao’s right hand and gently tapped his head with the baseball bat he held, looking down imperiously and said, "Mr. Beiyuan, I’ll give you one last chance. Just agree to drop your investigations against Nozawa Financial Corporation, and I’ll leave right now."

"Ptui!" Beiyuan Yangtao spat out saliva, glaring fiercely and grinding his teeth, "Your actions only prove that I’m doing the right thing! Go ahead and kill me if you dare, but I’ll never give up otherwise!"

"Idiot! Ungrateful bastard, then don’t blame me for being inhospitable!" The long-haired young man glanced at the saliva on his pant leg, his expression darkening, "Gag him."

A gang member immediately grabbed a towel from nearby and forcefully stuffed it into Beiyuan Yangtao’s mouth, rendering him unable to speak clearly, only making muffled noises.

The long-haired young man raised the baseball bat and fiercely swung it down onto Beiyuan Yangtao’s right forearm.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound followed, and the forearm was broken immediately.

"Hmmmm!"

Beiyuan Yangtao was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweat, his whole body went stiff, and his eyes bulged; however, because his mouth was gagged, he couldn’t scream.

"I’m asking you once more, will you give up!"

The long-haired young man asked again.

Beiyuan Yangtao glared fiercely, his determination was clear in his gaze, and it hadn’t faded in the slightest.

Meeting such a gaze made the long-haired young man slightly intimidated, but then he became infuriated.

He struck the same way on his left forearm.

"Crack!"

The bones in his left forearm were also broken.

Beiyuan Yangtao’s face turned deathly pale from the pain, his body convulsing as large beads of cold sweat continued to slip down.

"This is just a warning. A broken arm can still be set, but a life once taken, is truly gone. I hope you remember the pain once your arm heals."

"If you remain stubborn, heh, your parents didn’t raise you to cause them trouble. Think carefully, Mr. Beiyuan."

As the long-haired young man finished speaking, he pulled out several stacks of US Dollars and threw them on Beiyuan Yangtao, then turned and left.

"I admit you’re tough, but no matter how tough, you can’t withstand absolute power. Know your limits."

The four gang members also followed him out.

They didn’t close the door, just left Beiyuan Yangtao in the living room, rolling in pain, tearfully howling, then everything went black as he passed out.

The US Dollars were scattered all over the floor.

A few minutes later, a figure nonchalantly passed by Beiyuan Yangtao’s house, but seeing the door open from the corner of his eye, he quickly backed up.

After looking around and seeing no one, the figure sneaked into Beiyuan Yangtao’s house.

Minutes later, he ran out in a panic.

Just as he exited, the figure froze, noticing a black Honda sedan that hadn’t been there before. But feeling guilty, he hurriedly bowed his head and rushed away from the scene.