Chapter 215 Nakamura Group, Destroyed

"The target is about to be in place, do we need to notify the relevant personnel?"

One person asked.

"Since it is not on record, don't worry about it." The old man sighed.

"What about the Nakiri family, do we need to notify them?" Fujiwara thought of Nakiri's former identity, "Nakiri Managi's WGO is still on record."

WGO, the World Gourmet Association, can give the highest three stars as a food evaluation for the deliciousness of all gourmet restaurants in the world.

Because of some monsters, the status of WGO has been improved a lot compared to the original work.

The pursuit of food is a natural instinct of human beings. Although the strong can eat, they are not born to eat whatever they are fed.

"Nakiri Managi. It's just a little girl. Notify them to prepare the 'compensation'."

The old man looked stern.

"Fujiwara, the prime minister is left to you to deal with, and I will be responsible for the Holy Emperor."

Fujiwara nodded. In the past, when Luke made trouble, they always assigned tasks in this way.

Their real mission is not to appease the ants who were brutally slaughtered by Luke, but to give an explanation to the big shots above.

"By the way, you can rest assured about Chika."

Fujiwara trembled when he heard it.

"I let Kisara replace Chika, you shouldn't blame me."

The old man explained.

The Prime Minister had made a request to his subordinates before.

No matter what means are used, they must get in touch with this newly promoted strongest creature on the surface.

Just like last time.

Fujiwara's face was complicated, and he opened his mouth hesitantly.

Fujiwara Chika is his daughter, and he has never wanted his daughter to get involved in the dark world of adults.

But the "colleagues" seem to be impatient.

There are many people below who want to do what he doesn't want to do.

Just when Fujiwara was in a dilemma, old man Tendo lent a hand.

"Thank you."

Fujiwara slowly uttered two words.

Needless to say, this matter has been remembered in mind.

Such a great favor must be repaid, but now is not the time to talk about it.

The others in the secret room are still watching.

Old man Tendo smiled, his face kind.

Fujiwara, you are still a little naive.

If it were your grandfather, he would not say thank you so easily.

Tendo's eyes were steady and deep.

At the same time, the trembling plainclothes policeman led Luke to the Nakamura Group's building.

Luke took a look and was surprised.

Such a small and unknown company dared to provoke him?

It's getting more and more interesting.

Luke's mouth corners rose, and he waved his hand.

The plainclothes policeman knelt on the ground and thanked him one after another, as if he had been pardoned. He ignored the surprised eyes of passers-by.

Until Luke walked into the Nakamura Building, he kowtowed several times honestly.

Then he stood up and ran away without stopping.

Get into a civilian car.

"Drive! Go, go, go!"

The plainclothes officer was a little incoherent.

But the car rushed out like a bullet as soon as he came in.

The dust raised along the way attracted passers-by to cast puzzled eyes.

"Hello, sir, what can I do for you?"

The girl at the front desk had a formal smile on her face.

However, judging from the subconscious contraction of her pupils and the nervous movement of holding the phone.

The girl at the front desk might not be calm.

With Luke's huge and powerful body now, just standing still can cause a great visual impact to normal people.

"I'm looking for Nakiri Tsuchiya."

Luke grinned.

The girl at the front desk was almost scared to press the alarm.

But when she heard who Luke was looking for, she was stunned.

Looking for the president?

"Is he not here?"

Luke asked.

The girl at the front desk shuddered, came back to her senses, and her formal smile was a little stiff.

"Yes, yes, sir, do you have an appointment?"

"No, do I need an appointment?"

"Sir, if you don't have an appointment, you can only report it to the higher level for approval, and you may have to wait for a while."

After hearing Luke's reply that he didn't have an appointment, the girl's expression didn't change at all.

She tried to keep her voice steady and communicated with the "customer" patiently.

Luke said with interest:

"Then make an appointment."

As soon as the voice fell, the girl breathed a sigh of relief, and her stiff smile squeezed out some sincerity.

"Okay, sir, I'll make an appointment for you right away, thank you."

Before the girl finished speaking, the landline phone rang automatically.

"Sorry, sir, I have to take a call from my superior first."

Luke couldn't deny it.

The girl answered the phone, her expression gradually became serious, and then she glanced at Luke from time to time.

Then she hung up the phone.

The girl was very respectful.

"Sir, the president asks you to go upstairs."

Luke turned around as expected, and walked towards the elevator under the guidance of the receptionist.

However, halfway through, Luke seemed to remember something.

He stopped and asked:

"What's your name?"

The receptionist smiled sweetly again and answered respectfully.

"Touka Kotori."

Luke nodded thoughtfully.

"I remember."

Touka Kotori didn't understand, and her face was still awkward but polite.

She didn't know what the gentleman wanted to do by asking her name, but she still gave her answer according to her professional ethics.

However, he wouldn't be waiting to see Nakiri Tsukushi to tell tales, right?

Touka Kotori couldn't help but have such a weird idea.

But before she could think about it carefully.

"Hello, Miss, I'm here to see Mr. Hayami Sho. I made an appointment in advance."

Another customer came.

Touka Kotori threw these miscellaneous thoughts behind her, kept her sweet smile, and answered.

On the other side, Luke stood in the elevator.

Two muscular bodyguards in black clothes squeezed beside him on the left and right, and the elevator went up at a constant speed.

Are they just ordinary people?

Luke squinted and saw that the two bodyguards were just show-offs.

Thinking of Touka Kotori he had just met, Luke realized that he seemed to have misunderstood something.

According to the original single timeline, Touka Kotori would become the chef of a high-end restaurant.

But now the male protagonist with Chuunibyou is missing.

The fate of a female supporting character, Touka Takanari, has naturally changed dramatically.

So she went from being a chef at a high-end restaurant to an ordinary front desk receptionist?

Luke shook his head slightly.

He could smell the smell of Touka Takanari and the smell of ingredients.

So, a front desk receptionist whose main job is a chef.

And, two chefs whose main job is bodyguards?

Luke glanced at the two bodyguards, their waistbands were bulging, as if a pistol was stuffed in them.

Killing in the morning and cutting vegetables in the evening?

Luke muttered in his heart.

The two bodyguards didn't know that in just a moment, their underwear had been stripped down to the bottom.

They kept silent until the elevator went up to the top floor.

"Please, Mr. Luke."

The elevator door opened, and the bodyguard extended his hand to welcome him.

Luke walked out calmly.

The two bodyguards did not follow him out, they closed the elevator door, just like closing a cell.

Luke walked forward.

The layout of the top floor office is very peculiar.

Rather than an office, it is more like a kitchen.

All kinds of knives, kitchen utensils, plates and bowls are available.

A strange man sat in the main seat opposite the long table, his face was as white as jade, and he wore two black gloves on his hands.

He looked like a butcher who killed people.

Or, he was a cook who cooked.

When Luke saw the guy's appearance, a weak electric current activated his brain cells.

He finally remembered who this guy was.

Nakiri Tsuki, whose real name is Nakamura Tsuki, changed his surname after marrying into the Nakiri family. Later, he was expelled from the Nakiri family by Nakiri Senzaemon because of his improper education of his daughter Nakiri Erina.

Luke suddenly realized that it was no wonder that Touka Kotori came here to be a receptionist.

After Luke awakened the foggy space, he spent most of his time immersed in the research of electric current propulsion, and his understanding of the outside world was basically based on what he had seen and heard in the past ten years.

Although Luke knew about the existence of Totsuki Academy, he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, the main body of this world is fighters.

Not these cooks.

No matter how delicious their cooking is, if the fighters can't win the game, they should still disband and abdicate.

The so-called Ten Masters of Totsuki are not worthy of being on the stage in Kengankai.

Not to mention on the world-class stage.

"Mr. Lu, let's eat and chat?"

Nakiri Tsuki raised his hand to invite.

He knew Luke's background, so he was prepared to treat this fighter with the traditional business habits of Oriental people.

Nakiri Tsuki still thought that Luke had agreed to become a fighter in his group.

Tendo blocked all the news at the first time, and Nakiri Tsuki had become a discarded child to calm Luke's anger.

Luke tilted his head.

Nakiri Tsuki sat upright, his words and deeds were elegant, and he looked like a noble gentleman.

As it happens, Luke, a "beast", dislikes gentlemen the most.

Crash——

The whole table was overturned by the huge force, and Nakiri Tsuki's face changed slightly, but then he returned to his calm appearance.

He knew that for the monsters in the fighting world, it was not difficult to overturn a table measured in tons.

Is he dissatisfied with being forced to sign a cooperation agreement?

Brainless idiot.

Nakiri Tsuki commented in his heart, but said calmly:

"A basic salary of 5 billion yen a year, plus a 3% dividend bonus from the Nakamura Group. I will send a world-class convalescent team to take care of all daily training, food and accommodation."

"This is my reward for you, and you don't need to win any game."

Nakiri Tsuki added.

The meaning is obvious, as long as you can win, the reward will be even greater.

If you can win the boxing tournament, even if you give away half of the Nakamura Group, it doesn't matter!

Nakiri Tsuki is full of confidence.

He looked at Luke quietly.

Luke frowned slightly, as if he couldn't understand the meaning of his actions.

Ignorant beast, how can you understand people's ideals.

Nakiri Tsuki thought he had a good grasp of Luke.

He had studied Luke's previous information.

Luke, a Chinese, came to Japan to study abroad, and after meeting coach Jie Xiongming, he joined the fitness industry.

A few months ago, he broke through his original limit through some unknown method, and his strength was greatly improved.

Then he defeated a fighter from another group and disappeared.

After his many investigations, he finally found this new monster.

Nakiri Tsuki knew too well how rampant and wanton this kind of person who suddenly gained power would be.

Thinking back to when he married into the Nakiri family, it was the same.

Fortunately, Nakiri Tsuki had his own ideals to support him. Everything he did was to try his best to destroy the culinary world.

Luke's brows relaxed and a smile appeared on his face.

It turned out that this guy was really a blind cat that met a dead mouse.

It's a pity, he thought he could warm up.

"Mr. Lu, don't be too greedy."

Nakiri Tsuki thought that his conditions did not satisfy the appetite of this beast, and immediately prepared to use the PUA methods he had trained when brainwashing his daughter to warn Luke.

Bang!

Luke kicked Nakiri Tsuki against the wall.

Nakiri spit out saliva and fell to the ground. He stared at Luke in disbelief with anger on his face.

"You!"

"Go kill yourself."

Luke answered.

"Ahem. Do you know what you are doing?!"

Nakiri coughed.

These chefs seem to be much stronger than normal people.

If a normal person had to bear the kick Luke just now, he would at least vomit blood and fall to the ground.

Nakiri, this little Deng, could actually breathe and talk.

The sound of footsteps rang out, and several elevator doors opened, and groups of soldiers wearing bulletproof clothing and holding rifles rushed out.

Raised their guns and aimed at Luke.

Are these guys really chefs?

Although the policies of various countries have been relaxed a lot due to the world view.

But being able to raise an action team full of guns in a place like Neon.

It is not something that a catering group can do.

Luke was thinking, but at this time, Nakiri had been helped to stand up.

"Attack!"

The ignorant beast was thinking about whether to relax the terms as a reward.

But he didn't expect that this guy was actually here with the idea of ​​flipping the table.

Nakiri Tsuki cursed in his heart.

Raising his hand, tongues of fire spit out one after another.

He knew that these so-called fighters were just a group of muscle idiots who had nothing to do after eating.

Nakiri Tsuki took out a tissue and wiped his mouth.

It's a pity that this table of good ingredients is gone.

Just when Nakiri Tsuki was about to raise his hand to order his men to stop attacking.

"Uh ah ah ah!"

"No! He's not dead! He's not dead yet!"

"Azhen! Behind you, the monster is behind you!"

Nakiri Tsuki realized that something was wrong.

He looked up and was stunned.

Bullets hit the monster's body one after another, and the sparks were enough to ignite the clothes on his body.

However, it couldn't hurt the monster at all.

He walked forward step by step, step by step.

The impact of the hail of bullets did not shake the monster's steps at all.

With a casual blow, a person could be beaten into a pool of meat paste or splattered debris.

What on earth is this? !

Nakiri was stunned.

But the next moment, all the gunshots stopped.

Nakiri was stunned.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The blood rained all over the conference room, and his black suit was also stained with red.

The chef's keen sense of smell made him feel more clearly the bloody smell in the air.

This is not pig blood, sheep blood, or cow blood.

This is, human blood!!!

Puff——

Luke put his hands together.

"Thank you for the hospitality."

With a plop, Nakiri's headless body fell to the ground.