The door of the living room is wide open, and the sun shines in from the outside without fear. Those splashing fragments shine in the light, and everything seems to be in slow motion.

People who hurriedly get up and roll out, people who suddenly get up and want to cover others with their own bodies, that scream, that panic expression

Under the reflection of those fragments, everything changed like a kaleidoscope.

Saburo Fujiwara sat on the steps and got up when he heard the sound of bullets. When the explosion sounded, his head wanted to run out, but his body rushed to the woman beside him with a smile that made him feel happy and close unconsciously.

The cold man holding the woman in his sight put the woman into the arms of the man with an ugly pimple and scar on the back of his shaved head, and casually pushed away the Japanese who hurriedly ran out from the corner of the room. A cold and cold dagger appeared in his hand, and his spirit gathered, and the dagger in his hand drew a burst sword.

The debris in the air seemed to stop for a moment, and then swish, turned around and rushed away from the place where it came and went.

"Wow! Yan San! You want to kill us!" Hearing a roar in front of him, he was stunned, kept his body slightly leaning towards Ling Qingyu, stretched out half of his hand, but completely twisted his neck. Looking at the mess in the direction of the kitchen, Sanlang fell down with a pop (didn't rush to the person he wanted to protect), climbed on the ground for a few times, and hugged the domineering man who actually sprayed the explosion back with a sword, Cried, "master! How hard it is for my apprentice to find you!"

Yan San's face was slightly stiff, and he put his sword into the sheath, looked down at him, and said coldly, "let go!"

Saburo fought a cold war, but he didn't let go after saying, "master, I'll let go if you don't run."

This man's strength is beyond imagination, and the murderous look on his face is also cold and pressing, but Saburo knows in his heart that compared with those who bow and bow at the meeting and call the young master behind him who don't know how to say he is an illegitimate son, this man will never do anything against him.

Holding his collar, Yan San's technique was extremely familiar (I don't know how many times he had carried it before). He threw him aside and said don't get in the way. He picked up Ling Qingyu, who was worried but couldn't help laughing, from Lu Yao's arms and said, "let's go ahead and have a look."

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Shitian Guang felt that he had been defeated very innocently and wrongly. He took more than a dozen people and applied to the team leader for weapons with powerful firepower. He was the first to find the trace of Saburo Fujita who ran away from home. Thinking that the team leader's order to live and die better would be reached by himself, then he could go to a higher level. Once the team leader became the team leader of the entire Yamaguchi group this time, Then you can also be a middle (higher-level cadre) Dangdang.

Isn't it the easiest thing for so many of them to catch or kill a hairy boy?

Seeing the flash of the barrel of the gun that flashed before the door was closed, he also sneered a few times. Yes, group leader Fujiwara loved this young son so much that how could he not send bodyguards? But what is the use of several bodyguards?

They even brought submachine guns.

However, who knows the shop in the seaside fishing village? It's not a wooden house, but a stone house. The windows and the wood on it are broken, but the half man high stone wall has only one wall of pit marks. As long as the people inside hide behind the stone column and lie down below, they'll be fine if they run out of bullets.

Then we have to attack by force!

After three rounds of strafing, thinking that the person blocking the door from behind should have been in place, Ishida waved his hand, brothers, we rushed up.

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After the bullets of the gun were fired and the clip was being changed, the knife holder rushed up, only to hear a soft sound, and the brothers with knives fell to the ground one by one, hugging their knees and wrists, shouting.

The other party actually took a gun with a silencer, and the shooting technique was very accurate. One shot at a time, without waste at all. After hitting, a very burly man stood in the window and compared his middle finger to him.

Something wrong flashed in his heart, but being so naked despised made him rush up with hot blood, grabbed the submachine gun in the hands of his next men, and rushed up while shooting wildly.

He thought he was fast enough, but the man who looked like a bear was more sensitive. When their guns re sprayed hot bullet flames, he swished behind the stone pillar.

As he cursed and strafed close to the shop, he heard a calm and sweet voice saying a Chinese sentence in the fierce and harsh gunfire.

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Shit, Saburo Fujiwara's mother is Chinese. Don't be team leader Fujiwara. Have you come to the Chinese underworld? Those people are not like the Japanese underworld

They are fearless of death! They kill people without blinking an eye!

He doesn't understand other Chinese, but he can understand how to kill them. Many years ago, there was a fierce conflict between the Yamaguchi group and the Chu family in Hong Kong. At that time, the young man named Chu Nan said these four words, and then the place was flooded with blood. The Yamaguchi group was killed by the Chu family and didn't dare to step into Hong Kong any more.

When his heart was cold, the bullets in his hand happened to light up, and he saw a handsome man with a frozen face appeared in the window. With the silent cold light from his two guns, the people around him fell down one by one. He turned and ran away. At the same time, he hurriedly took out the cartridge clip, and his hand reached into his pocket. At the corner of his eye, he saw the door of the shop suddenly opened, and the two figures rushed out, and the sparks from the muzzle of his gun sprayed out, There's no time to do anything. Try your best to escape to the car.

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"Bang!" With a loud bang, a tall hand who had not come down from the driver's seat came down with a shotgun and shot him (the small shop behind).

The bullet magnified in front of him, and when he was frightened, his knee fell to his knees because he was shot through by the bullet from the pursuit.

The shotgun shot over his head.

When he fell to the ground, he looked at the man and fell down, covering his chest. The splashing blood beads left bright red shadows in the sun.

Then came the huge explosion.

The shop exploded.

The huge shock wave smashed the residual window glass. When the glass fragments flew, there was a second shock wave. This shock wave brought awe inspiring murderous spirit, which was more frightening than the first time. Those fragments directly penetrated through the wall, and one of them directly shot between his two spans.

Ishida Guang was in pain and didn't know how to shout. His eyes were blurred. He saw several men leisurely walk out of the small shop, kick away the murderous weapon beside his men who could move on the ground, and then a pair of cloth shoes stopped beside him.