"This person should be the head." Kicking the man rolling on the ground with his hands covering his crotch, Ying Jiu said to Yang Zhao who came out afterwards.
"It's just a modified gun." He Li squatted down and looked at the gun on the ground, and said with a smile, "How come the weapons of the Japanese underworld are even inferior to Lu Yao and the others?"
"You don't know? The Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi has the highest income, the Italian Mafia has the longest history, and the South American drug dealers are the most rampant, but the most ruthless and violent are the Chinese gangsters." Cheng Cheng put the gun back into the holster , waved to the car that had been parked on the side of the road without any movement or had no time to move, and said to Yang Zhao: "The police will come later, we have to avoid it first."
Yang Zhao nodded. They both had legal licenses to hold firearms and they were acting in self-defense, and they didn't kill anyone. At most, it was a matter of recording a statement, but Cheng Cheng and his identities were very embarrassing, especially now that the two countries are sending each other A lot of spy cases.
"Zhao!" Seeing that everyone was fine, Ling Qingyu was relieved and shouted.
Turning around and smiling at Ling Qingyu, Yang Zhao said, "However, it's not easy to use our boat to send you out now."
"It's okay, we have our own way, let's go first." He waved to Shen Chen who pulled Fu Yan and came out behind Yan San. After Cheng Cheng said something, he took the two of them into the car quickly, and the car didn't turn around. , just drive away from the other end of the trail.
"Master, wait for me! Wait for me!" Sanlang yelled all the way and chased after him. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the situation outside. I was amazed.
The roar of the car came from the other side of the path again, Zhao Yinfeng blocked Yan San and his wife behind, Lu Yao pushed Su Hexiang and Cheng Jia back to the small shop, and the rest of them also looked for their places Concealment, during the action, the magazine has been changed for the gun.
Saburo was also surprised, and when he saw the car turning around the corner, he shouted happily: "Don't shoot, don't shoot! It's mine!"
The car slowly left the messy place on the path and stopped. The door opened, and a young man in his twenties got out of the car. He was wearing a black suit and a gray-black coat over his shoulders. He was tall and straight with a handsome face. Ting, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Saburo's cold and hard lips as he watched the frisky one.
But that smile was only fleeting, and then the man strode towards San Lang, and when San Lang froze his smile and turned his head to run away, he grabbed his collar and pressed him directly on his raised knee , crackling and flat on his buttocks.
"Brother! Brother! Don't hit me! A lot of people watched it!" the boy yelled.
Another man with a slender figure and a handsome face followed the young man out of the car and walked all the way to carefully look at the people on the ground, then walked up to Yang Zhao and others who had already put away their guns and bowed to salute: " Thank you for your kindness in saving the young master."
Yang Zhao smiled lightly, but before he could speak, the man had put down the boy, walked up to them, and stretched out his hand, "I'm Kiyoshi Fujiwara, thank you for saving my useless brother, if you have any requests, please feel free to say, we It must be done."
Although he didn't understand what the two of them said, but he knew it was thanks from their attitudes. Yang Zhao smiled and looked at Ling Qingyu. Only she and Su Hexiang could understand Japanese here.
Kiyoshi Fujiwara... Could it be that person is Mikurai? Ling Qingyu was shooting the two men back and forth with gossip eyes, and Yan San patted her buttocks, only to realize that Yang Zhaona's eyes turned from asking to helpless and funny, coughed hurriedly, and turned to Su Hexiang innocently, no Sorry, when she heard the words Fujiwara Kiyoshi, she just focused on watching people, and didn't hear what he said later.
Pursing her lips and smiling, Su Hexiang took a step forward and said, "I'm sorry, my friends don't understand Japanese. We didn't mean to save your brother on purpose. It's just that they shot when they came up. We can only fight back. Don't worry about it, sir."
"Are you Chinese?" Guang Lai asked, frowning slightly. He dared to shoot so recklessly, but he didn't kill anyone. Judging from the scene, Ishida and his gang shot at them with weapons. Yes, their injuries were all in places like knees and wrists, which are not fatal but can lose their mobility immediately. The man who fell by the side of the car seemed to be shot in the chest, but it was shot from between the pleural diaphragm. Shooting indiscriminately can make people lose their mobility immediately but won't kill them. Such a precise marksmanship...
I'm afraid these people are not ordinary people...
"Our ship was damaged in the tsunami, so we came to repair the ship. I heard that the ramen here is delicious, so I came here to try something new." Su Hexiang pointed to the super yacht and smiled.
Fujiwara Kiyoshi and Mitsurai looked at each other, and immediately understood the reason why they were so confident. These super rich people all had legal bodyguards, and these legal bodyguards all had international gun licenses, and they were self-defense and did not kill anyone...
This made it much easier for them to deal with this matter, otherwise, I really don't know how to explain it to the police, after all, they are now preparing to transfer to Baidao.
"Brother! Let me tell you, I have found my master!" Kiyoshi Fujiwara was thinking about how to repay the favor if he owed such a rich man, so Saburo yelled happily, and turned his head to look, I saw that my precious brother was actually holding the arms of a man whose face was so stinky that ice scum was still holding a woman.
"Sanlang, what are you doing!" The murderous aura on the man's body made Fujiwara Kiyoshi's body tense, and shouted.
"Sister, master, he ignores me!" Ignoring his brother's worry and nervousness, seeing that Yan San was about to lift him up again, San Lang called out to Ling Qingyu with a big and sweet smile.
This dead bear child! Holding Ling Qingyu with one arm, Yan San kept moving, directly picked up his collar and threw him at Kiyoshi Fujiwara, saying: "Don't shout!"
In the previous life, there was no way to accept such a brat like you as an apprentice. Now that you have no memory of the past and are already a brand new Saburo, I will give you a chance to get close to my woman
You go dreaming!
When Yan San narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hand, Fujiwara Kiyoshi and Mitsurai's hearts were terrified, and their hands moved unconsciously. As soon as they moved, Yan San's hand had already grabbed Saburo's collar like lightning and held him Throwing it back into his arms, that kind of movement seemed cold and murderous but just right, making Saburo fall right into his arms.
This person has no malice towards his younger brother but has the intention of protecting him.
Fujiwara Kiyoshi heaved a sigh of relief, and let go of his hand. Unexpectedly, Saburo bounced back from his arms like a bouncing bullet, and said with a pair of big eyes, "Master, don't be so heartless!"
Yan San flashed, and said to Su Hexiang, let's go back to the boat first, then ran away quickly with Ling Qingyu in his arms (too many people can't use lightness kung fu).
Saburo chased after him without hesitation.
Fujiwara Kiyomitsu and Yang Zhao looked at each other for a while, speechless.
"Ahem, should we call the police or an ambulance first?" Cheng Jia kindly reminded the men in black who were moaning softly on the ground.
"Yeah, we have to settle the score!" Looking at the people on the ground, Fujiwara Kiyoshi no longer had a trace of warmth in his eyes.