Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

Tokyo, Kita Ward.

A single word for North should be considered to be the administrative area with the lowest sense of existence in the twenty-three districts. Eight out of ten passers-by can't think of any well-known characteristics of the North District. Occasionally, there is such an Akalin area.

"belch!"

"Isn't it because I owed some wine money on credit, as for kicking me out, what a snob!"

A man full of alcohol, who could vaguely see a little handsome man staggered down the street.

The oncoming bicycle came and drove around him immediately.

Pedestrians passing by are either indifferent or cover their noses. The smell of drunkenness is disgusting. It is because there are too many drunkards that this country is standing still.

But just as the drunk man stumbled and walked, a greasy middle-aged man with a briefcase suddenly came across.

The greasy man looked down at his watch, sweat dripping from his forehead, no doubt showing his anxious and busy look.

"Boom!"

"Ah, let it go!"

One side is a drunk and unconscious alcoholic, and the other side is a greasy office worker who bowed his head and hurried on the road. The two collided head-to-head without any suspense.

It's a pity that there are neither alleys around the corner nor young girls with slices of bread in their mouths.

"what!"

The greasy middle-aged briefcase flew to the side of the road, but not all the documents inside were spilled.

"Boom!"

The drunk man couldn't bear it, he was caught off guard and sat on the side of the road, his head was stunned for a few seconds before he could react.

Which eyeless guy slammed into himself! ?

"You don't have eyes when you walk?!!" Mizuno Soichiro yelled, standing up from the ground and reaching out to grab the other person's collar.

As an elite public security policeman, my grandson is good at both physical and swordsmanship. Even if there are ten more drunks, my grandson is not afraid, and he can easily take him down.

However, in the face of the drunk man's behavior of holding his collar, my grandson Liang refused to fight, did not fight back, but showed a look of fear and fear on his face.

"Crack!"

He grabbed the collar and waved his fist in a pretentious manner. The drunken Soichiro Mizuno looked like a movie villain.

My grandson Tzu-liang also stood up on tiptoe, otherwise Soichiro Mizuno's malnourished hemp body would have been able to lift his net weight of more than 200 pounds.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, are you alright." My grandson's nose was sore, his eyes reddened immediately, and his body was shaking.

Seeing this guy was about to cry in fright, Mizuno Soichiro was still indignant.

A face is very close to my grandson Liang, and I can't write the words that I am not a good person on my face.

However, this fat-headed guy looks like a gas bag type, and maybe he is a small management team in a trading company. His salary is not low, and he can extort a lot of money.

Soichiro Mizuno's drunken heart began to plan some messy things, which was almost an instinct to steal chickens and dogs, even when he was drunk.

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" My grandson Liang was even more urgent than Mizuno Soichiro, grabbing Soichiro's wrist as if he was about to run away.

Obviously he is the weaker party, what should be thinking at this time is how to get rid of the other party.

"Hospital? The hospital won't be needed anymore..." Soichiro Mizuno shook his head, but he fell down, and he went to the hospital to find out nothing, so he might as well just waste some money and leave, "Just give me the money and I'll go check it myself. !"

"That won't work, I'm so sorry, or I'll give you the money, and then... let's go have a drink."

Drinking a cup is a crit, directly hitting Mizuno Soichiro's heart.

"It's not impossible to have a drink..." The drunk Mizuno Soichiro was a little sluggish and stumped, "Just go to that house over there."

Following the direction of Soichiro's finger, my grandson Ryo pouted secretly, this guy really takes advantage, and he chose a restaurant that doesn't look cheap.

Although it is also in the category of izakaya, it is much higher than the surrounding cats and dogs, and the things sold inside are definitely not ordinary.

But this can be reimbursed, it doesn't matter.

They walked into the izakaya with their shoulders on their backs. They didn't order anything else first. The two people in the wine shop ordered a lot of beer and sake first.

After three rounds of drinking, Mizuno Soichiro, who was already drunk, fell directly on the table without even taking a few bites of the food, like a swimming fish paralyzed on land, struggling and panting.

"Brother Inuyo, it's really... I'm so late!" Soichiro Mizuno pushed open the beer bottle and held my grandson Liang's hand, wishing that the two of them would kill themselves by wiping their necks to see if they could be reincarnated into the same mother's womb. , "You are my brother!"

At first, Soichiro Mizuno thought that this large-tonnage greasy man was at least in his fifties, but he didn't expect that he was only in his early thirties.

"I was thinking about extorting a sum of money from you at first, I'm so embarrassed..."

Drunk or not, there are two kinds of island people inside and outside.

My grandson Liang laughed, his face was drunk but he was actually not drunk: "Then Mizuno is the one now..."

"Street safety officer, responsible for the safety of the entire street." Mizuno Soichiro gave himself a thumbs up, as if this was really a supreme honorable job.

"Hehe~www.wuxiamtl.com~ My grandson Liang pouted slightly, "That was really hard work. "

What kind of street security guard, isn't he just the same **** as the home guard?

It's just a coincidence to say that you are squatting at home, but it's just a nit hanging out on the street.

My grandson Liang remembers it clearly written in the documents that Mizuno Soichiro's daily expenses all come from his father's pension. He is already an old man in his 80s. Now he is lying in bed every day waiting for death to come. Hope his son died so that he could receive his pension.

My grandson Liang wiped the dust in his heart. Fortunately, he has no wife, otherwise it will be bad in the future.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, I'm very happy to see the safety of the street still."

This kind of words should appear on the propaganda car, and my grandson Liang continued to talk with Soichiro Mizuno on topics that were not nutritious.

"Ah, I'm so envious..."

The topic talked about marriage and children, but when faced with this topic, Soichiro Mizuno, who was drunk, suddenly became furious.

"My boy, my boy, is so mad at me... he may be dead on the side of the road now."

No, my grandson Tzu-liang shook his head. Not only is your kid not dead, but he is still alive and happy.

Intelligence work should be done step by step and should not be rushed. Although the relationship between Mizuno Sora and his biological father is not good, who knows whether the two have reconciled secretly.

"Welcome next time."

But a nail has been buried, and my grandson, Liang, helped Soichiro to leave slowly after the general was happy to see him off.

"My family lives in... the one in front... ugh, the one on the right..."

A single-family building, it seems to be a few years old, it should be a product of the last century, and it is also the residence of Mizuno Soichiro and his father according to the information.