Chapter 1085

"This person should be the head." He kicked the man rolling on the ground with his hands covering his crotch, and shadow nine pairs of Yang Zhaodao came out later.

"Just refitting the gun." He Li squatted down and looked at the gun on the ground, laughing, "how come the weapons of the Japanese underworld can't even compare with Lu Yao?"

"Don't you know? The Yamaguchi group in Japan has the highest income, the Italian mafia has the longest history, and the South American drug dealers are the most rampant, but the Chinese Mafia is the fiercest." Cheng Cheng inserted the gun back into the holster, waved to the car parked on the roadside that had not been moving or had not had 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 gun certificates and were in self-defense, and they didn't kill anyone. At most, it was about taking a confession, but Cheng Cheng's identity was very embarrassing, especially now that the two countries have sent many spies to each other.

"Zhao!" Seeing that several people were all right, Ling Qingyu's heart relaxed and shouted.

Turning back and smiling at Ling Qingyu, Yang Zhao said, "however, it's not easy to use our boat to send you out now."

"It's all right. We had our own way. Let's go first." Shen Chen waved to Shen Chen, who pulled Fu Yan out behind Yan San. Cheng Cheng said something and quickly got on the bus with the two of them. The car didn't turn around and drove away from the other end of the path.

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"Master, wait for me! Wait for me!" Saburo shouted and chased out all the way. Seeing the situation outside, he was stunned, swished close to Yan San, instinctively held Su Mu's hand, and then gave a long exclamation.

The roar of the car came from the other side of the path again. Zhao Yinfeng blocked the three pairs of Yan behind. Lu Yao pushed Su Hexiang and Cheng Jia back to the shop. The rest of them also flashed around and found a place to hide. When they acted, they had changed their ammunition clips for their guns.

Saburo was also surprised. Seeing the car turning around the corner, he shouted with great joy, "don't shoot, don't shoot! It's my man!"

The car slowly stopped from the messy place on the path, the door opened, and a young man in his twenties came down from the car, with a straight black suit and a gray black coat over his shoulders. He was tall and straight, and his face was handsome. He looked at the lively Saburo's cold lips and drew a slight smile.

However, the smile just flashed by, and then the man strode towards Saburo. When Saburo's smile froze and turned to run away, he grabbed his collar, pressed him directly on his raised knee, and slapped his buttocks.

"Brother! Brother! Stop fighting! Many people saw it!" The boy shouted.

Another slender and handsome man who followed the young man out of the car came all the way, looked carefully at the people on the ground, and then walked to Yang Zhao and others who had received the gun, bowed down and saluted, "thank you for saving your life."

Yang Zhao smiled slightly. Before he spoke, the man had put down the teenager, walked to them, and stretched out his hand and said, "I'm Fujiwara Qing. Thank you for saving my useless brother. If you have any requirements, please feel free to say, and we will do it."

Although he didn't understand what the two people said, he knew it was thanks from his attitude. Yang Zhao smiled and looked at Ling Qingyu. Only she and Su Hexiang knew Japanese here.

Fujiwara... Is that Guang Lai? Ling Qingyu was shooting the two men around with gossip eyes. She was patted by Yan San on her ass and found that Yang zhaona turned from questioning to helpless and funny eyes. She coughed and turned innocently to Su Hexiang. Sorry, she only looked at people when she heard Fujiwara Qingsan, and didn't hear what he said behind.

With a pursed smile, Su Hexiang stepped forward and said, "sorry, my friends don't understand Japanese. We didn't specifically save your brother, but they came up and shot. We can only fight back. Don't care, sir."

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"Are you Chinese?" Light Lai asked slightly with eyebrows. He dared to shoot so recklessly, but he didn't kill anyone. From the scene, Shitian's gang shot past with weapons, but their injuries were in knees and wrists, which would not kill people but could immediately lose driving power. The man who fell by the car seemed to have shot in the chest, but it was shot between the chest and diaphragm, It can make people lose their action power immediately without killing people. Such accurate shooting

These people, I'm afraid, are not ordinary people

"Our ship was damaged in the tsunami. I came to repair it. I heard that the Ramen here tastes very good, so I'll try it fresh." Su Hexiang pointed to the super yacht and laughed.

Fujiwara Qing and guanglai looked at each other, and immediately understood the reason why they had no fear. These super rich people were armed with legal bodyguards. These legal bodyguards had international gun certificates, and they were in self-defense and did not kill

This makes it much easier for them to deal with this matter. Otherwise, they really don't know how to explain to the police. After all, they are now preparing to transfer to the white road.

"Brother! I tell you, I found my master!" Fujiwara Qingxin is turning rapidly. If he owes such a rich man, how can he repay it? He hears Saburo's happy cry. Turning around, he sees his baby brother holding the arm of a man whose face is so smelly that he can drop ice debris and holding a woman.

"Saburo, what are you doing!" The murderous air on the man was cold, which made Fujiwara Qing's body tense fiercely and shouted.

"Sister, master, he ignored me!" Ignoring his brother's worry and nervousness, seeing that Yan San was ready to pick up the action he lost, Sanlang turned to Ling Qingyu with a big and sweet smile and called.

This dead bear boy! Holding Ling Qingyu in one arm, Yan San kept moving, directly picked up his collar and threw him at Fujiwara Qingyi, saying, "don't shout!"

There was no way to take you as an apprentice in your last life. Now you have no previous memory, and you are a new Saburo. Will I give you a chance to get close to my woman?

Dream!

Yan San's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he stretched out his hand, Fujiwara Qing and Guang Lai were both cold in their hearts. Their hands moved slightly. Yan San's hands had grabbed Saburo's collar like lightning and threw him back into his arms. That action seemed cold and murderous, but it was just right, which made Saburo fall into his arms.

This man has no malice towards his brother, but has the intention of defending him.

Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand also relaxed. Unexpectedly, Saburo bounced back from his arms like a bouncing bullet, flashing a pair of big eyes and said, "master, don't be so heartless!"

Yan San's body flashed and said to Su Hexiang that we should go back to the boat first, hold Ling Qingyu and run away quickly (many people can't use lightness skills).

Saburo caught up without hesitation.

Fujiwara qingguanglai and Yang Zhao were left looking at each other for a long time, unable to speak.

"Cough, shall we call the police or call an ambulance first?" Looking at those people in black on the ground who moaned, Cheng Jia kindly reminded them.

"Yes, we have to settle accounts!" Looking at the people on the ground, there was no warmth in Fujiwara's eyes.