So on the streets of Shinjuku, the competition for repeatability with ulterior motives officially began.

Qin Yunshang and other girls went up and tried it, but the results were not satisfactory.

In most cases, three or five people turned around, while in rare cases, only one or two came back.

The Japanese may be the most indifferent people in the world. Except for the perverted uncles who go to the streets to look at girls, few people will stare at others.

But the program crew still took random photos of the girls.

The program team is not stupid, and they certainly did not arrange such a link to charm Japanese people. The point is that the audience should have fun watching it!

Sure enough, in the live broadcast room, barrages flew up:

"Yun Shang'er is beautiful! Call.jpg"

"Xiaoxiao is indeed recognized by the entertainment industry as having good breasts. Who wouldn't be confused by this figure?"

"Wow, Jin Lan has a good figure too. Her steps look like she has been practicing."

"Yes, Jinlan used to be a model."

"Hahaha, Chujiu is also very cute, she is so shy."

“But Chujiu’s appearance is also very attractive.”

…

Everyone walked over and back, and finally it was Chen Ya's turn. Yu Xiaoxiao poked him and said:

"Don't be dazed. It's your turn. Why don't you take off your glasses?"

Chen Ya came back to his senses and said: "There is no need to take off the glasses."

Yu Xiaoxiao opened her mouth: "Do you really want to show your abs?"

"No," Chen Yidao said, "What if I have the highest turnover rate? Do you all lift up your clothes?"

Yu Xiaoxiao smiled: "How is it possible? If you take off your glasses and change your clothes, you may have the highest rate of turning heads. You are like this now, how is it possible?"

"I mean what if, what if we win?"

"In case we win," Yu Xiaoxiao said with her hands on her hips, "we will all show our navels!"

After saying that, she said disgustedly: "Why are you so perverted? If one of you is not enough, you still want to look at everyone's belly buttons?"

Chen Ya chuckled and said, "I don't want to see your belly buttons, I just want to see all of you having diarrhea tomorrow."

Unexpectedly, he was even more perverted than imagined, Yu Xiaoxiao said loudly:

"Beautiful girls don't have diarrhea!"

"Okay, okay, I believe it."

Chen Ya walked slowly across the street, looking like he was just going shopping.

Even his sense of presence was rapidly decreasing. After walking among the crowd, he was like snowflakes falling on water, and it was almost impossible to find others.

Yu Xiaoxiao turned around and asked, "What is he doing?"

Qin Yunshang calmly analyzed: "He wants to challenge the lowest score. So far, no one has looked back at him."

"puff."

Yu Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and smiled.

Now she thinks everything Chen Liang does is funny, and she has that contrasting feeling of cuteness.

I saw Chen Ya walking over and back again. When there were many people passing by, he suddenly said loudly in Japanese:

"Ah, there is a flying saucer!"

Almost everyone on the road turned around, looked at Chen Ya, then looked at the sky. When they wanted to look at Chen Ya again, Chen Ya's people had already run away.

Chen Ya ran back to the starting point, and the girls looked at him speechlessly.

"What's wrong? I won."

Yu Xiaoxiao pointed at him and said loudly: "You are cheating!"

"Why are you lying? I only talked about turning heads, but I didn't say that I couldn't speak." A bright and innocent smile appeared on Chen Ya's lips.

Qin Yunshang also shouted that he had been deceived: "It's obviously a scam. None of us can speak Japanese, only you can. This is not fair!"

Chen Ya looked at her deeply and said, "Time is fair to everyone, and you can learn from it too."

Qin Yunshang said: "Okay, this is what you said, teach me Japanese later."

Hearing this, Jin Lan, who was standing behind everyone, inexplicably remembered that when he first came here, Chen Liang had reminded Meng Xing that there were many street girls teaching Japanese in Okubo Park...

Thinking of this inexplicable thought, Jin Lan became furious again.

This pervert!

…

In front of you is a long corridor, the floor of which is covered with soft Persian carpets.

The light shines through the ingenious crystal lamp ball onto the magnificent interior decoration, making the corridor hanging with the portraits of the Fourteenths look full of nobility.

The paintings hanging on the wall are portraits of the successive heads of the Asai family since the establishment of the Triangle Group. These heads have the same deep eyes and straight noses.

Just like the girl standing under the portrait at this moment.

The genetic characteristics of these ancestors looked a bit weak on their own faces, but when placed on this girl's face, it added a bit of cold temperament to her soft face, which was more suitable.

"Miss Asai! Miss Asai!"

A man's panting voice came from behind. Asai Ruriko, who was wearing a long skirt, turned around and looked back, only to see a man with a Mediterranean haircut running towards her across the corridor.

He has a short, fat build and short legs, so it is very difficult for him to run.

"Miss Asai," the man finally ran up to him, put his hands on his knees, and took a while to catch his breath.

A woman in a suit standing next to Asai Ruriko took a step forward and used her body to separate her from the man.

This woman has short black hair. In this not-so-cold weather, she is neatly dressed in a black suit and has white gloves on her hands.

Seeing this woman's attire, the man couldn't help but shudder, because a ridiculous idea came to his mind——

With this suit, even if you finish killing people, you only need to burn the clothes and there will be no clues left.

Asai Ruriko's eyes flashed with stars, she glanced at the man, and then asked:

"You are... Shinjiro's secretary?"

"Yes, you have a really good memory. You remember even a little person like me." Kasahara nodded and bowed, "My name is Kasahara Makoto."

Liu Lizi said in a cold tone: "Why did you stop me? You should know that people who dare to waste my time usually have no good ending."

After just two sentences, Kasahara was already sweating behind him. He quickly took out a letter from his clothes and said, "I have something to give you."

Asai Ruriko did not reach out, but the woman in a suit next to her reached out and took his envelope. She pinched it up and down first, and then slowly opened it after confirming that there was no dangerous goods inside.

Kasahara looked on with a flurry of thoughts. This method was quite professional. Some terrorists would put anthrax or something like that in envelopes, and when they were torn open, they would be released into the air, causing infection.

Such tight security has been deployed around Asai Ruriko. It can be imagined that the internal struggle of the Triangle Group has reached a fierce stage.

After confirming that there was no problem, the woman in the suit handed the letter to Asai Ruriko, but Ruriko didn't even look at it.

"Who asked you to bring him here?"

Kasahara became nervous.

He had rehearsed many times in his mind what dialogue he should say on this occasion, but when it came to this, he was still extremely nervous.

If a small character like him were killed right here by the woman next to Asai Ruriko, his wife would receive the news that he hanged himself in the office the next day, and there would be no social uproar.

"Yes, yes... it's a..." Kasahara said with difficulty, "A Chinese asked me to bring this letter to you."

When they heard "Chinese", Liulizi and the woman in suit next to her were moved at the same time.

At this moment, the woman in the suit had already taken action, and the next second, Kasahara was pinned to the ground with his knee on his head.

"Geez, I can't breathe! I'm just an errand boy! I was forced to do it too!"

"Xiao Wu, let him go." Liulizi said.

The burden on Kasahara suddenly lightened a lot, but he still lay on the ground and did not dare to stand up.

From this angle, you can only see Asai Ruriko's small black leather shoes. The high-top design has extremely thick soles and deep veins. If you step on the face, it will definitely be painful.

Liulizi held the envelope paper with her slender fingers, glanced at it quickly, folded it up, put it into her jacket, and said:

"What else did he say?"

"He..." Makoto Kasahara, who was lying on the ground, searched his head, trying his best to recall what Chen Ya had told him, but in the end he couldn't find any valuable information.

He could only say as much as he could think of:

"He asked me to meet at a tea shop in Shibuya. I asked him why he returned to Tokyo and whether he knew he was wanted by the group, but he forced me to bring you this letter. But I feel that he can still contact me. If

If you want to catch him, I can..."

"Click, click-"
To be continued...