Chapter 232
Kuyokuyo was no longer capable of doing business.
The room where Su-ho had been, along with the hallway, was filled with collapsed yakuza.
After waiting a bit longer, the Inagawa executive Su-ho had spoken to on the phone finally appeared.
He looked to be in his mid-thirties, with slicked-back hair, a suit, and the signature tinted glasses favored by gangsters.
Of course, he didn’t come alone.
He showed up with about a dozen subordinates who looked fairly capable. As expected of someone from a higher division, they clearly had better stats than the thugs Tsukuryo had brought with him.
Cigarette in mouth, the man stepped over the fallen trash and came to stand in front of Su-ho.
“You the one? The guy who called?”
“Yeah, that’s me. You the one who picked up?”
“Kuhuhu, yeah. I’m the one who picked up. So who the hell are you?”
“I’m a tourist from Korea.”
“Tourist?”