Chapter 163

After Heilong came back to report, Ichiro Miyamoto had suspected Shang Shenfeng. The timing of his appearance was too opportune, almost at the same time as Liu Hu.

If there is no connection between them, no one will believe it.

If you can break through from Liu Hu and get the stone hammer, you will have enough chips to return to the negotiation table with Shen Hanshuang.

From today's situation, they should not be ordinary dry sister brother relationship, otherwise Shen Hanshuang won't live in Shen Feng's house.

I'm afraid there are a lot of tricks in it.

When he made up his mind, Ichiro Miyamoto snorted coldly, and his eyebrows trembled. He didn't get what he wanted from small to large.

But thanks to a good grandmother.

Although he is a wild seed, his mouth is as clever as a tongue spring, which makes the old lady happy. Even his uncle should be polite when he sees himself.

If grandpa didn't make a will, things would be easy to do. Now he can only follow Shen Hanshuang.

"Very good, then give him an injection!"

Ozawa smiled, took out the syringe, grabbed Liu Hu's arm, and directly hit the potion in. He hit half a bottle.

This kind of potion has great medicinal properties. Half a bottle is enough to make people confused and answer all questions. If you hit a whole bottle, the immortals will not be saved.

In less than ten minutes, Liu Hu's whole body twitched, a large number of sweat droplets exuded from his forehead, his face began to turn white, his eyes turned red, and looked quite miserable.

"Mr. Ozawa, how long will it take effect?"

"Mr. Miyamoto, don't worry. It's fast. Generally, the blood drug concentration reaches the highest in half an hour. We just have to wait patiently for a moment."

They smiled and waited patiently.

Black dragon stood aside and watched his scalp numb. After all, he worked with Liu Hu. Although they were not very friendly, they didn't want to torture each other like this.

In just half an hour, Liu Hutong's whole body trembled, his hands clung to the ground, his nails were scratched, and a trace of bright red blood exuded.

Seeing that it was almost over, Ichiro Miyamoto took out his mobile phone video and said, "Liu Hu, tell me who let you kidnap me, whether Shen Feng or not."

Liu Hu shook his head, bit his tongue and tried to stay awake.

A moment later, he raised his head fiercely, looked at Ichiro Miyamoto and spewed a mouthful of blood.

"Son of a bitch, kill me, I won't tell you!"

Ichiro Miyamoto wiped the blood off his face, became angry, and directly kicked him: "son of a bitch, the bone is really hard, Mr. Ozawa, it doesn't work. Hit more!"

"No, Mr. Miyamoto, in his state, he will die if he continues to fight. We'd better change another way."

Miyamoto Ichiro shook his head and stared: "I care about his life and death. Call me. If he really dies, throw him to Dade finance tomorrow."

Ozawa gritted his teeth and continued to smoke half a bottle of liquid medicine. In fact, he also wanted to know what would happen if a person really took so many drugs.

This is a valuable experimental opportunity and should not be missed.

Without any hesitation, Ozawa shot in.

The black dragon looked in his eyes and wanted to stop it, but he didn't speak in the end.

He is too small. He doesn't have any right to speak here. He can only watch Liu Hu roll in place, suffering and being tortured.

Liu Hu's whole body was red, his whole body expanded, and the blood vessels of his arms protruded one after another, which looked shocking.

Soon, Liu Hu began to vomit violently, all kinds of disgusting mucus vomited all over his body, and mucus was constantly seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Heilong couldn't look down. He looked at Ichiro Miyamoto: "Mr Miyamoto, it seems that he's really dead. Do you want to rescue him first?"

Just after saying this, Ichiro Miyamoto slapped him fiercely.

"Shit, who are you talking for? He'll either say it today or die here. You're afraid of shit. I'll carry anything!"

The black dragon was slapped and counselled. He didn't dare to speak anymore. He could only watch helplessly.

Half an hour later, Liu Hu stopped struggling and there was no more movement.

This time, Ichiro Miyamoto was empty.

"Mr. Ozawa, what's the situation? Take a look!"

Ozawa squatted down to check: "dead!"

Miyamoto Ichiro was stunned for a moment and slightly frowned: "Damn it, why is it so useless? It's just a shot. Why did he hang up, Mr. Ozawa, find a way to deal with it."

"Don't worry, I have a way. I can fake his excessive medication!"

Miyamoto Ichiro nodded and looked at Heilong again.

"Did you hear that? After a while, Mr. Ozawa finished handling the body and threw it to me at the door of Dade finance. I want to see who will collect the body for him!"

Leaving this cruel remark, Ichiro Miyamoto turned and left, as if the dead in front of him were not a man, but a worthless animal.

Black dragon looked at Liu Hu and sighed helplessly.

After fighting for so many years, they didn't expect to send him the last trip.

The next morning.

Lin Xue sees that Shen Feng is still sleeping and gets out of bed quietly. She knows that Shen Hanshuang is leaving today. She wants to do her a favor, tidy up her luggage and apologize for what happened last night.

She knew what she said yesterday was a little heavy. She shouldn't treat Shen Hanshuang like that.

After all, Shen Hanshuang helped so much, but he didn't do anything.

She went to the door and was just about to knock. Shen Hanshuang opened the door with a suitcase in her hand.

"What can I do for you?" Shen Hanshuang asked.

Although Shen Hanshuang didn't have any expression, Lin Xuejian was obviously embarrassed, took the initiative to bow, apologized to Shen Hanshuang and said, "sorry, Miss Shen, I was too impulsive yesterday. I shouldn't talk to you like that."

Shen Hanshuang looked at Lin Xuejian and suddenly smiled.

She looked at Lin Xuejian carefully, as if she had known her on the first day.

"Lin Xuejian, I suddenly found that I seem to like you a little. Shen Feng is always yours. I won't rob him with you. Well, I'll go first!"

With these words, Shen Hanshuang resumed his cold appearance and dragged his suitcase downstairs.

Lin Xuejian followed her and planned to give her a ride.

They went to the door. Just as they were ready to open the door, there was a hurried knock outside.

Open the door, Shura stood aside with a dignified face.

More than a dozen younger brothers knelt on the ground. Everyone was crying and looked quite miserable.

The noise outside the door soon alerted Xu San who lived on the first floor.

He walked all the way to the door and looked at his little brother in front of him.

"What's the matter? Get up one by one, like what it looks like."

A little brother wiped his tears and shouted, "third brother, we're useless. Brother Hu is dead and left at the door of the company. He's all hurt!"

Hearing this, Xu Sanyi whirled around. Liu Hu died for him.

If Liu Hu hadn't stopped Takeda Shengnan, he wouldn't have escaped from Shengtian.

Xu Sanqiang held back his tears and looked at his younger brother: "get up, how did Liu Hu Die?"

"I don't know. According to the examiner, it seems that he died of excessive medication. There are traces of needle pricking on his body. It looks quite terrible."

Hearing this, Xu Sany clenched his right hand into a fist.

He knows Liu Hu very well. Although he is arrogant and aggressive, he never uses drugs.

This must have been done by Ichiro Miyamoto.

Both sides are still talking. Shen Feng suddenly came down from the second floor. He used Shenjiang last night. He was very tired afterwards, so he would sleep more for a while.

You'll hear a noise. Get up and have a look.

Xu San saw Shen Feng and hurried over. The tiger's eyes were full of tears: "brother Feng, ah Hu is gone!"

Hearing this, Shen Feng was shocked all over.

Although he didn't deal with Liu Hu for a long time, he took him as a brother. Liu Hu was not disappointed and did a good job.

"Who did it!" Shen Feng said sternly.

"It's not clear. The inspector said he used too much medicine, but I know Liu Hu didn't use medicine. It must be the son of a bitch Miyamoto!"

Hearing the name of Ichiro Miyamoto, Shen Hanshuang was stunned.

She looked at Shen Feng and shook her head slightly. Her intention was obvious. Don't go to Miyamoto Ichiro.

Shen Feng clenched his teeth and looked at his little brother at the door and Xu San.

"Third brother, I'll find out about it. If Ichiro Miyamoto did it, the emperor Lao Tzu can't save him!"