Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 159 Intentions and Greed

"That little money is not enough for you to agree to my request." Han Qiu chuckled.

"Your skills are priceless, please speak freely." Sakurai Xiaogure refilled Han Qiu's tea, "I'm also curious, what wishes would someone like you have?"

Wish?

At this moment, Han Qiu remembered a lot of things, such as that summer afternoon when the insects in the mountains kept chirping and the birds were so chattering that it was annoying.

He lay on the bamboo bed, flipping through the Grimm's Fairy Tales that he had read many times.

Grandpa's rocking chair creaked, as did the pendulum clock in the room.

A childhood like that can never be returned.

Grandpa asked him what his wishes and ideals were.

Whose childhood wish is a big house and a nice car?

They are all weird and have their own merits, but they still become boring adults.

"Can the fierce ghosts tolerate someone like me?" Golden light bloomed in Han Qiu's pupils.

Sakurai Kogure couldn't laugh anymore. She asked with a serious face, "Who are you?"

"I can only tell you that I am not from this family. People from this family are also looking for me. Now, you and I are on the same boat." Han Qiu smiled bitterly and said, "I know something about the underworld."

"I need to know your identity. Besides, you don't need to come to me to join us." Sakurai Kogure's expression returned to normal. "To join the gang, just contact the boss of the relevant area."

(Shedi Tou: A cadre who is responsible for leading younger brothers, which can be understood as a project leader)

"In that case, I'm just an ordinary little brother." Han Qiu showed his greed, "I don't think I should start as a little brother."

"This wish...even for me personally, I need to understand your specific situation before I can make a decision." Sakurai Kogure said.

Sakurai Kogure had to be cautious when letting a hybrid of unknown identity join the demon group. What if he was an undercover agent from the main family?

It is common for gangs to plant undercover agents on each other.

"What I want is not to be a younger brother under you, what I want... is to be on the same level as you." Han Qiu smiled.

Greedy, insatiable.

Sakurai Kogure has already spoken that as long as his identity is not a problem, she is willing to accept Han Qiu as a head of the household in the Osaka area.

But Han Qiu was still not satisfied.

This made Sakurai Kogure a little unhappy, but he felt that the guy in front of him would be a good member of the Oni Group.

"Did you defect from your family?" she asked.

"No, my relationship with the family is limited to bloodline."

"If this is your wish, I'm sorry, I can't fulfill it." Sakurai Kogure said, "Within my limited ability, all I can promise is that if there is no problem with your identity, I can allow you to work for me."

"Isn't the Paradise Pavilion said to be able to satisfy all wishes?" Han Qiu laughed, "I haven't even mentioned picking the moon and stars yet."

"Wishes should be based on the reality of the situation, shouldn't they, sir?"

"Well, let's change it. I want to meet your superior. To be precise, his code name is... Dragon King, right?" Seeing Sakurai Kogure's expression change again, Han Qiu smiled and said, "I said that I know something about the underworld. But not a lot, and it's limited to this. For example, I know that the current head of the main family is Tachibana Masamune, and the highest leader of the Oni Clan is codenamed 'Dragon King'."

Han Qiu cursed in his heart, it was really tiring to pretend to be ignorant.

In front of the 'King General', the 'Dragon King' is nothing. It must be said that Herzog is really awesome.

"Hehehe." Sakurai Kogure covered her mouth and laughed, "I am becoming more and more curious about your identity."

"You will know. Since I dare to come here and say these words, it means that I know in my heart that I can no longer leave here." Han Qiu put on the mask. "These words are my determination to join you. I hope you can see it. Your tea tastes very good. Thank you for the hospitality."

"I will consider your wish. I will arrange for someone to take you to rest."

"Thank you."

Han Qiu thought that Sakurai Kogure would arrange for a beautiful girl to take him to a place to rest, or a place under house arrest.

Who would have thought that they were five burly men in suits with their chests open and their gun handles exposed.

Han Qiu took a glance and saw that the heavy tactical pistol had large-caliber bullets that could easily penetrate even ordinary bulletproof vests.

Hiss…Forget about this girl Sakurai Kogure, it also shows that she values ​​herself.

Led by these five strong men, Han Qiu came to a spacious room on the second floor.

……

The night is like a painting, with a hint of mystery between the tranquility and coldness.

The third floor of Paradise Hall is not open to the public. Only Sakurai Kogure has the authority to reach here.

Maybe this is her office, maybe not.

This place seems to be prepared for someone. It is carefully decorated, but deserted for a long time.

Waiting always makes people think a lot.

Just wait, he will come.

The proprietress who usually stuns everyone and is the manager of the Paradise Hall, who makes countless gamblers fantasize about spending a night with her, is now just an ordinary girl who cleans the place.

Sakurai Kogure wiped every area carefully, and she cleaned the place herself every day.

She didn't trust the people under her, so if she wanted to satisfy him, she had to do it herself.

She is also happy to do so.

Move the flower arrangement to another position next to the makeup mirror, and check whether the cosmetics can still be used.

Generally, if something is left for too long, he will dislike it, even if it is not expired.

Suddenly, the wind blew open the window.

Amid the creaking sound, Sakurai Kogure heard footsteps.

She turned back with joy, smiling brightly, her black hair hanging down, "You're back!"

Even the carefully selected kimono on her body was filled with smiles.

She smiles so sweetly, so beautifully.

The man ignored her and walked past her quietly, saying, "Yeah."

The man had such a delicate face, but he was wearing a black and red robe.

Red like blood, black like a ghost.

He sat in front of the dressing table coldly, fiddling with his makeup. "Has anything happened during this time?"

"It seems you have heard about it." Sakurai Kogure walked to the man and knelt down. "Three days ago, a half-blood came to the Paradise and said he wanted to join the Ghost Clan, and he wanted a 'code name'. After I refused, he changed his words and said..."

"What?" The man turned his head and raised Sakurai Kogure's face with his hand, "Your makeup today is a little too seductive."

"He said he wanted to see you." Sakurai Kogure smiled.

"Let me help you dress up." The man did not answer.

"Yeah." Sakurai Kogure didn't talk about it anymore.

The man frowned and began to dress up Sakurai Kogure's face.

In his opinion, such a beautiful face should not be coquettish, as it would lack the appearance of beauty.

He did the makeup very carefully, and every stroke made Sakurai Kogure's beauty more concrete.

And the brows gradually relax as the process progresses until the end.

"Beautiful." He said, "I hope you'll look like this when I see you again."

Sakurai Kogure looked at herself in the mirror, smiled and nodded.

"You just said that he wanted to see me?" The man began to dress up his face. "Did you find out his information? Is he from our family?"

"No." During these three days, Sakurai Kogure conducted relevant searches based on the face revealed by Han Qiu and got the answer.