In a small milk tea shop, three men were busy making milk tea and adding ingredients to the order.
Although they looked like burly men with thick arms and legs, their movements were swift and skillful, and they finished making a cup of milk tea in a few seconds.
"Your Mousse Milk Tea!"
"Your Coconut Milk Tea!"
The burly man at the front desk had tanned skin, and stubble could be seen at the corner of his mask. He was completely different from the fresh meat or young ladies in other milk tea shops.
However, the smile on his face was very sincere, and people could immediately feel that he was doing his best to serve money.
The other two burly men in uniforms were making milk tea at the back, but if outsiders heard their conversation, they would have goosebumps all over their bodies.
"The new construction site in Shibuya. Our team got some profits."
"The Daiyoki New City redevelopment plan?"
"Yes, Miyagawa and the others recruited a group of homeless people from Mitsuya, and they're already working hard. Don't worry about money at all, this is a plan led by the country and financial groups."
The construction industry that the Polar Dao organizations engaged in was like a middleman, exploiting the construction workers below them while currying favor with the investors above them.
A big plan like the Daiyoki New City was enough to feed everyone from the team leader to the underlings.
"What does this have to do with us? It's not bad to just sell milk tea."
"It's not bad, but it doesn't fit with the identity of a Polar Dao member."
"Your pearl …"
The Polar Dao member at the front desk didn't have the dignity of a Polar Dao member at all, and his smile was full of sincerity and honesty.
Only young people still had unrealistic fantasies about the Polar Dao organization.
“！”
* Clang! *
But when he saw Misa suddenly appear in front of the shop, the employee who was smiling and handing out milk tea just a second ago was stunned.
* Clack clack clack. *
His upper and lower gums chattered, making a clack clack clack sound.
His face was filled with shock and fear, and he couldn't help but smash the milk tea in his hand onto the counter.
"Ah!!
What are you doing? "
"It splashed all over me!"
The two girls in the front row were about to take the milk tea, but who would've expected such a sudden attack?
* Pfft. *
The milk cap, tea, and Boba all flew over his body, and his light-colored school uniform was immediately covered in dirt. He definitely couldn't wear it before washing it clean.
Under normal circumstances, the employee would've panicked and apologized long ago.
However, this burly employee was only panicking right now. All he could think about was Misa.
One meter, Misa was one meter away!
The three girls chatted together, brimming with the aura of youth. Anyone who saw it would think that it was a harmonious scene.
But Misa's face was infinitely magnified in his eyes. Her eyes, hair, and nose overlapped with the forbidden picture in his mind.
"No, it can't be wrong …"
"What are you talking about, you poopy uncle?"
"Hey!"
The high school girl who was splashed all over scolded her. The two colleagues behind her also put down their work and walked forward.
Did someone come to cause trouble?
Baka!
How could he cultivate!
Wait a minute, this is no longer the time to be in the Extreme Chaos Path.
It couldn't be wrong. The tough shop assistant swallowed his saliva. He looked nervous, and there was despair in his nervousness.
He had seen the taboo photo before. It was rumored that the monster in the photo was responsible for the massacre in Adachi District, as well as the series of tragedies that led to the pursuit of the Pine Leaf Society.
He had only seen the photo once on someone else's phone before it was sealed as a secret of the society. Even the woman's appearance had become a taboo for the society.
The exquisite face of the monster in the photo was forever etched into his heart.
That monster was standing in front of the shop right now.
She had single-handedly caused the Tokyo Extreme Dao to enter a major recession!
His two legs trembled, and his heart stopped beating.
"Ishikami, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
One of the employees apologized to the two high school girls, while the other looked at Ishikami strangely.
"I …" Ishikami took a step back, his body weak.
It was funny that the three people in this milk tea shop were actually members of the Extreme Dao organization. The Far East Society was a Extreme Dao organization based in Toshima District.
Although they didn't have much to do with the Pine Leaf Society, they were still affected by the police's purge.
After the massacre in Adachi District, all the societies in Tokyo were purged. The "Violent Group Countermeasures Act" was implemented with unprecedented strictness. One after another, the Extreme Dao organizations were hammered. In the face of the power of the country, the tyrannical Extreme Dao organizations were as docile as kittens.
The top leaders had no choice but to give up their pawns to protect the king. The entire industry suffered a heavy blow.
The usury industry was rectified, and the custom industry was investigated. Most of the Extreme Dao organizations lost their main source of funding.
The Extreme Dao organizations looked cool, but they were also facing the pressure of survival. The members weren't immortals who could live freely. They also needed a salary to support themselves and their families.
If a member like Ishikami was given a chance to start over, he would never choose to join the Extreme Dao organization. Yes, some Extreme Dao organizations followed the trend and recruited members online.
They were in their thirties, but their monthly salary was only about two hundred thousand. At this age, such a pitiful income … Only those guys who made animations could compete with them.
If they could make a name for themselves, they would have a good life. If they couldn't make a name for themselves, it would be a problem for them to eat.
Even if they left the Extreme Dao organization, they could only do odd jobs or enter the lowest level of the business as a dispatched employee. Because of their Extreme Dao experience and the tattoo on their body, they would also be discriminated against.
Of course, the big bosses had it easy. They took out usury loans and enjoyed an illegal interest rate of fifty percent for ten days. However, only some soup and meat scraps leaked to the bottom level.
Apart from debt collection and construction sites, low-level Extreme Dao members like Ishikami could only think of other sources of income, such as farmers' markets, slaughterhouses, and even stalls at temple fairs. Now, he was running a milk tea shop …
The Extreme Dao originated from the struggle between the people at the bottom and the government. Of course, this industry couldn't be considered a simple one. After such a change, it returned to its original form.
The cost of milk tea was one point, and it could be sold for at least five points.
It had a large cash flow, and it could even help the big bosses in the group launder money.
It was also because the Extreme Dao organization was established in the Adachi region that a small fry like Ishikami was lucky enough to have a chance. The slightly more capable members in the group all avoided the Adachi region.
"Honestly …"
After a sincere apology and compensation, the two girls finally left angrily.
Miyuki and the other two walked over to the front desk.
"Brother Ishikami, do you want me to take your place?"
"I'll do it. I might have low blood pressure just now."
Ishikami trembled all over and swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. He hurriedly lowered his head and smiled. "What kind of milk tea would the three of you like?"
He didn't even dare to look at the three customers in front of him.
"Milk tea."
"I'll have lemon tea."
Misa looked at Ishikami and remained silent.
Feeling the sharp gaze, Ishikami wanted to cut off his head and bury it under the table.
"I'll also have a cup of lemon tea."
Ishikami nodded as if he had been granted amnesty. "Yes!"
It was as if he was facing a senior member of the group.