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Similar to bar scammers.

"No need to spend money." Shirakawa Natsu waved her hand and refused: "It's normal to help each other when you're traveling."

Arishima Akasaka was a shrewd man; he immediately sensed that Akasaka was suspicious of him. After a brief hesitation, he took off his sunglasses.

“You may not know me, but I do know Ms. Miyuki. I was also invited to sit in the audience at the last premiere.”

Mi no Shi turned around, a look of confusion flashing in her eyes.

"Hmm?" Shirakawa Natsu glanced at the rearview mirror. Arisaka Arishima took off her glasses, revealing a pair of large, black, gem-like eyes. Combined with her straight black hair, she looked like a woman who had stepped out of a manga.

Despite being in her mid-twenties, she gives off a very clean and pure vibe.

"I hope to get to know you two, please give me a chance to express my gratitude," Arishima Akasaka said, clasping his hands together in a coquettish manner.

"please."

Shirakawa Natsu glanced at Miyuki, who gave her an indifferent expression.

"That's fine."

Shirakawa Natsu confirmed that she wasn't a shill but an entertainer, so he didn't care anymore, since he planned to stay there overnight anyway.

The Hummer entered the town.

"This way." Akasaka Arishima held up his phone, pretending to look for a hotel.

Shirakawa Natsu drove the car into the parking lot and saw a guy dressed like a gangster in front of her, who fell down with an extremely exaggerated acting style.

Chapter 670 Vulgar Script

"Baka! Get out of the car." Three fierce-looking gangsters surrounded the Hummer from different directions.

The middle-aged man in the lead slammed his hand against the driver's side window, his head pressed against the glass, staring at Shirakawa Natsumi.

He wore sunglasses typical of gangsters and had a unique tongue-twisting gesture, suggesting he was seeking revenge within the underworld.

Arishima Akasaka was startled. Her first thought was whether she had encountered real yakuza, and she quickly sent a text message to the program team on her mobile phone.

The instructions are already displayed on the phone.

The prank involved the fact that, in addition to being an actress, she was also the daughter of a triad boss, and her family forbade her from continuing to act, so they dragged her back home.

Next, Arishima Akasaka will seek help from Shirakawa Natsu and Mino-Kami.

"What kind of old-fashioned TV drama plot is this?" After Akasaka Arishima realized it was a TV program, he was no longer afraid. He looked at Natsumi Shirakawa, waiting for his reaction before revealing his identity.

"Camera ready." The director stared intently at the monitor, his expression one of delight, and gripped the walkie-talkie tightly.

These staff members really put on a convincing act.

Both Shirakawa Natsu and Minoki are very photogenic, and he has a feeling this episode will be a hit.

Shirakawa Natsu, unaware of the situation, calmly watched the yakuza banging on the window, then turned to look at Miyuki:

Is this a recent trend of staged accidents to extort money?

Mi no Shiki shrugged, indicating that he did not understand.

Shirakawa Natsu noticed that Akasaka Arishima was crouching down in the back seat, hiding behind him.

"Slap! Slap!" The gangster slapped even harder: "Get down."

“I’ll go down.” Miyuki raised an eyebrow. “It might be targeting the Yamagishi Group.”

"Maybe, I'll go." Shirakawa Natsu felt that as a man, he should appropriately show his masculine aura.

He also felt that Yamagishi Entertainment must have infringed on other people's interests.

Shirakawa Natsu is now the head of Yamagishi Entertainment, and although this has not been publicly announced, it is no secret among the higher-ups.

Therefore, it can be inferred that these people are most likely from other gangs.

He immediately pulled the handbrake and opened the car door.

When the gangsters saw him open the car door, they took a step back to create some distance, and the other three surrounded him.

Shirakawa Natsu is not tall, but he has a handsome and refined appearance.

Standing in the middle of the three, he appeared to be at a disadvantage.

"Make him pay compensation first, but be careful not to do anything humiliating," the director ordered over the walkie-talkie.

He knows his limits; he can be fierce, but he won't let the other person get too scared and do anything shameful.

The show can't be broadcast.

He looked at Shirakawa Natsumi and thought she looked frail and weak, so he didn't want her to be frightened.

"I'm down here. What do you want to do?" Shirakawa Natsu narrowed his eyes. He noticed that although the people's ears were covered by their hair, two of them were wearing headphones.

At that moment, he became certain of his inner thoughts.

These people were definitely not just trying to scam people; they had someone directing them from behind.

This was a conspiracy against him that began the moment they left Tokyo.

Shirakawa Natsu secretly gave Mino no Shiro a hand gesture with her hand behind her back.

Miyuki understood, reached under the passenger-side control panel, and quietly pulled out a pistol.

The two considered themselves to be quite skilled.

But in many situations, a pistol is more effective, and when necessary, it's best to strike first.

Arishima Akasaka kept staring out the car window and didn't see Miyuki touch the gun.

She was considering when to reveal her identity as a mafia heiress.

Although this script is very corny.

But it was really exciting.

"Kid, you bumped into my friend, so what are you going to do about it?" The gang leader pointed at the young man on the ground.

The young man clutched his stomach, looking as if he had been hit and injured.

"Oh, what do you suggest we do?" Shirakawa Natsu had been carefully watching the men's hands, ready to act if anyone made a move to draw their gun.

Even at his current human speed limit, he can't dodge bullets.

However, even if the other party does not draw their gun, it is still possible to strike first after being delayed.

"One million yen." The middle-aged man held up five fingers. Next, he waited for Shirakawa Natsumi to accuse him of extortion and threaten to call the police.

Then he made a harsh statement and left with his companions.

Then, Arishima Akasaka revealed his identity and asked them for help.

"Okay," Shirakawa Natsumi said with a smile, "How much is in your bank account?"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man was stunned. This unexpected turn of events left him momentarily speechless.

Seeing his reaction, Shirakawa Natsu became even more certain of her guess: his purpose was indeed not money.

So what is the real purpose of this provocation?

"How much is in your bank account?" Bai Chuanxia asked again. He was not a reckless person and would not act rashly before figuring out the other party's purpose.

"Kid, are you kidding me?" The middle-aged man forced himself to continue acting, anxiously waiting for new instructions from the other end of the earpiece.

The director was also anxious, and looked at the female assistant, urging, "Hurry up, have you found it yet?"

"Right away." The female assistant quickly searched on her phone: "There's a yakuza organization called Yoshikikai in Karui Town, but we can't be sure if it's true."

"It's okay, they're not gangsters, they're just looking online," the director quickly said into the headset.

“Look at the back seat of the car, and then someone claiming to be a member of the Yoshikai guild threatens them not to leave Karu-i Town.”

The middle-aged man looked puzzled upon hearing the instructions, wondering what kind of logic this was.

However, Shirakawa Natsu's performance was completely outside the script.

In emergency situations, you can only rely on your performance on the spot.

The middle-aged man's gaze swept over the back seat of the jeep, and he lowered his voice: "Let me tell you, kid, we are from the Jiyi Society. You better not run around, or we'll come looking for you again."

After he finished speaking, he said to the group, "Let's go."

The other three actors, who were already awkwardly scratching their feet due to the performance accident, were able to leave now. They gave Shirakawa Natsu a fierce look, and even the man who had initially tried to stage an accident stood up and followed the middle-aged man.

A big question mark also appeared above Shirakawa Natsumi's head.

These guys are messing around.

The director looked at Shirakawa Natsu's bewildered expression on the monitor, and he felt awkward too.

But there was nothing he could do. These people were all staff members, and it was impossible to expect too much acting skill from them, especially since they were acting off-script and improvising. This was already quite good.

"Shall we continue?" the female assistant asked in a low voice. The whole performance was inexplicable and illogical.

She felt awkward if they continued filming.

"Continue." The director gritted his teeth: "He's not a gangster, how would he know what gangsters are like?"

Shirakawa Natsu noticed the middle-aged man leave and glanced at the back seat.

In addition, there are some strange actions by Akasaka Arishima.

He began to suspect that this was an elaborate scheme, with Arishima Akasaka deliberately approaching them first.

"Sorry, I'll go check."

After speaking into the car, Shirakawa Natsumi winked at Miyuki.

Pretending to follow the direction the middle-aged man disappeared in, she found a blind spot, took out her phone, and said: "Hey, Yuzuriha Yu-nee, I think I've been set up. In Karui Town, someone is calling themselves the Yoshigi-kai."

"The Yoshikikai?" Yuzuriha Yu's voice came through, filled with doubt: "I don't remember any yakuza group with that name."

"I find it strange." Shirakawa Natsumi said somewhat timidly, "I don't understand their purpose."

"I'll send men over with weapons right away." Yuzuriha Yu also felt something was off and decided to be cautious.

Chapter 671 As Expected

"Do we need... to bring weapons?" Shirakawa Natsu frowned. The Yamagishi family was not an ordinary yakuza; they were involved in arms smuggling.

He is also a maintainer of the Tokyo underworld order.

Or rather, it is a black glove of the government.

Yuzuriha Yuu is talking about a weapon, but it's definitely not a pistol.

"If they started plotting from the moment you left Tokyo, their real target might be the Yamagishi family." Yuzuriha Yu's voice was icy, quite different from her usual alluring tone.

"Xia, you are not representing yourself. You are now the chairman of the Yamanashi Group. It is impossible for the Jidao not to know you."

"Is it possible that the other party is just a subordinate?" Shirakawa Natsu found it very strange.

These people clearly have ulterior motives.

But after all that, things went inexplicably, and he considered himself to have experienced quite a few things.

I just couldn't think of any possibility.

An enemy that cannot be understood is the most frightening.

Yuzuriha remained silent for a long time before asking, "What do you mean?"

She also felt that Shirakawa Natsu was the one who experienced it firsthand, so she should consider his opinion.

"Send someone over first, but don't act rashly." After hesitating, Shirakawa Natsu decided to play it safe for the time being.

"If they haven't made a move yet, they must have something else up their sleeve. As long as I stay here obediently, they'll definitely have something else up their sleeve."

“Okay.” Yuzuriha Yu said, “I will send thirty elite soldiers in armored vehicles to pick you up. They will be under your command.”

Her tone turned cold as she finished speaking: "If this is a provocation against the Yamagishi family, then they must pay the price. This is not just for you, but for the Yamagishi family."

"Okay, I understand." Shirakawa Natsu sighed softly. If it weren't for the circumstances, he wouldn't have wanted to make this call.

Currently, the Yamagishi family is under the control of Yuzuriha Yu.

Strictly speaking, she was just a widow, and there would inevitably be people who wanted to take a piece of the Yamagishi family from her.