There was a sudden sound of brakes outside, Shen Chen closed his notebook, let out a low growl at Fu Yan, and lowered his head, just as he touched his waist, he saw that the men had already loaded their guns, and the two tallest men had already stood at the door and pushed opened the door.
"Wow!" the boy yelled, and rushed in, asking the shop owner loudly if there was a back door, and shouting sorry to excuse me, he ran two steps before he found a lot of guns in the shop.
With a turn of his eyes, the young man who ran out of the kitchen made a nimble turn halfway and rushed to the side of the woman who was protected in the middle, squeezed beside her and sat down, then raised a youthful and lovely face and said: "Sister, save me!" help me!"
"Hey, listen up, people inside! Hand them over to us, or your shop will be burned!" After the car stopped outside, a dozen men in black rushed down from the car, and were the first to rush into the shop. But he was stopped by the one who seemed to be the leader, seeing the light of the gun barrel flashing past behind the closed door, and shouted into the small shop.
"Steady." Cheng Cheng gun was already in his hand, and he took a look in front of the window, signaling Shen Chen to take Fu Yan back, and whispered into the headset.
The door of the car that had been parked on the side of the road opened slightly, but no one moved.
"You guys, go and block the back door!" The leader waved his hand, and several people walked around to the back door of the shop from both sides. Seeing that there was no movement inside the shop, the leader smiled wickedly and said, "Young master, Since you have been refusing to cooperate with us, then there is a solution." Saying that, he waved his hand.
The men in black took out guns and gleaming machetes one after another, some of them took out submachine guns from the car, shouted with knives, and swept the guns out.
The bullet hit the stone wall base of the small shop with little sparks, the windows shattered, glass shards scattered, and the curtains were instantly shattered into pieces.
When those men pulled out their guns, Ye Shiyi and Yan Qi led the way, Yan San had already picked up Ling Qingyu's short body and went to the kitchen, Shen Chen pressed Fu Yan and followed behind, Su Mu protected Cheng Jia, Lu Yao and Su Hexiang also retreated behind At that time, only five people, Yang Zhao, He Li, Zhao Yin, Fengying Jiu Chengcheng, who were hiding their bodies behind the stone pillars and loaded their guns, were left in the small shop.
When Ling Qingyu was picked up by Yan San, he beckoned to the young man. The young man turned his eyes and saw that those people were walking back without making a sound, so he followed without hesitation. When he walked past the counter, he saw The man in front said a few words, the shop owner didn't seem to understand and was frozen behind the counter, so he yelled at him and hid quickly, and then followed the example of the man in front and dodged into the inner room.
This small shop has the layout of the front shop and the back house. The kitchen is not big, and through the kitchen is the living room of the owner's own home. Outside the living room is a small courtyard with a door that opens to the other side.
The shop owner's family was sitting in the living room having breakfast. When they saw so many people coming, they were shocked when they heard violent gunshots outside.
"It's okay, it's okay, don't panic." The young man waved to the Japanese with a smile on his face, and when he turned his head and saw the woman who was being hugged showed a friendly smile, he smiled back. See you again Ye Shiyi and Yan Qi strode towards the other door and shouted unconsciously, "Be careful, they must be blocking the back door."
From the alley outside the door came the sound of running hurriedly and shouting in Japanese.
Ye Shiyi glanced back at him, a slightly evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and when he pressed his hand on the wall, he flipped out like a light feather just like Yan Qi.
There were only a few screams from outside, and then it was quiet.
Yan San glanced at the huddled Japanese, hugged Ling Qingyu and sat down on the steps facing the small courtyard in the living room, gathered Ling Qingyu's clothes, and asked, "Is it cold?"
Ling Qingyu shook his head, looked at the boy with a chuckle, and called out hesitantly, "Sanlang?"
Hearing more and more intense gunshots coming from the front, the boy's expression became a little nervous, and he subconsciously responded to Ling Qingyu's call, then turned his head and said, "How do you know my name is Sanlang? Do you recognize me?"
Ling Qingyu pursed his lips and smiled, and said, "I don't know, but I think you should be called Sanlang." Such a familiar feeling, the same smile, and even the same tone of voice.
Sanlang, Xie Sanlang, that cheerful boy who is as bright as the morning sun, has been reborn...
However, after looking ahead, and hearing the intense gunshot like popping beans, Ling Qingyu smiled knowingly, and said, "Looking for you?"
"Sorry for dragging you down." Saburo rubbed his head apologetically, and Saburo laughed.
Seeing that his face was full of apology, and the apology was very sincere, but he didn't have the slightest intention to go out and take responsibility so as not to hurt others, Yan San glanced at him lightly.
Speaking of it, Xie Sanlang was very bloody back then, if he hadn't taken him away forcibly, he would have planned to die with his father and brother, but after half a year with Ling Qingyu, he became a heartless brat...
I thought it was Ling Qingyu's education problem, but now it seems to be nature...
"You are... Saburo Fujiwara..." Fu Yan, who had been looking at the young man, murmured because the composure of the people beside him also calmed down a little.
"Yeah, do you recognize me?" Sanlang raised his brows, unlike the relaxed response to Ling Qingyu just now, he looked at Fu Yan with a guarded look.
Fu Yan smiled wryly and turned his head away. He had never met Saburo Fujiwara, but the leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi who worked with him mentioned the Fujiwara family to him. A huge organization that is constantly growing, with more than 40,000 members, among which several powerful groups compete with each other in addition to cooperation. is even more powerful.
The Fujiwara family is an ancient family based in Osaka that has existed since one generation. After six generations, it has been in the second position. It is extremely powerful. Their family will not come out to compete for the position of team leader, but if they want to become the team leader It would not have been possible without their support.
The team leader that Fu Yan made friends with belongs to the Tokyo Metropolitan power, and this time he had the idea to compete for the position of team leader, so this time he wanted to earn a lot of money with him. Unexpectedly, stealing a chicken would not be a loss. Meter.
"I see. You are the one named Fu Yan. Takahashi has been sending people to look for you for the past few days. What did you do? Make Takahashi so violent?" Sanlang asked curiously.
Before Fu Yan answered, he heard the sound of shotgun bullets flying, and then there was a huge explosion sound from the kitchen. The huge shock wave of the explosion directly rushed the debris out of the kitchen, and the debris flew in all directions. Straight to the people in the living room.