Chapter 601

Name:Evil Master Author:Qian Yun Yu Feng
When the old man heard that he was speaking Chinese, he cried with joy: "yes, yes, my family and I are in Japan now, but my son is ill and his company has dismissed him. I have to set up a stall here to earn money for him to see a doctor."

"I see." Duan Hong turned around and grabbed an accomplice of green Mao. He hit him in the heart with an old fist. The man immediately let out a cry. His eyes would like to stare out of his eyes. His mouth was wide open, and his neck was full of blue tendons. He wanted to shout, it was just——

Duan Hong grabbed the pieces of conch and put them into his mouth. He slapped his hand. The latter spat out two teeth and fell heavily.

Half of green hair's face was burning with pain. When he reached out and touched it, it was swollen. He stood up angrily and rushed to Duan Hong. His fearless spirit was admirable, but his practice was ridiculed.

"Pop." He was close to Duan Hong, but before he made a move, he got a slap on his face heavily, and still hit him on the swollen side.

Green hair's body dribbled around the same place twice, dizzy and full of sparks. Before he could react, Duan Hong aimed at his crotch to lift his leg.

"Ow - ah." Green hair holds his lower body in both hands, shrinks on the ground, and keeps rolling. When his friends see the situation, they are afraid. This man can work two at random. They are not real underworld, but unemployed vagrants. They are good at bullying honest people. When they meet tough stubbles, they are naturally afraid.

Duan Hong stretched out his hand to pull up the green hair. His eyes were cold: "apologize to this old man!" Wangyueyao immediately translated it, and she was also ashamed of having such compatriots.

The crotch of the green fur pants was wet. It was obvious that the sphincter was hit too hard. It was tight and loose, and the pants were wet. Seeing Duan Hong is full of fear, listening to the translation of the moon. Green hair suddenly fell on his knees in front of the old man: "Sumi Masson --" as he said, he knocked his head on the ground and made a thump.

Duan Hong gave a cold smile: "it's really useless. You're a bully. You have no backbone. No wonder you can only be the mistress of the United States of America. No! It's not even a damned mistress. At most, it's a chicken. It's still the kind of person who gives money after playing. "

He reaches out his hand and grabs green hair again: "in the future, don't let me see you. If you bully Chinese, be careful that you won't be able to poop!"

Looking at the moon misty think the last sentence is really vulgar, just the front of the translation in the past, the back did not say.

Green hair constantly thanks, Duan hongsong hand, he and his companion quickly ran away.

"Hoo Duan Hong vomited a long breath and said to Wangyue, "what about the money?" Looking at the moon, misty didn't ask too much. He took out a pile and gave it to him. He turned to the old man: "old uncle, take this money. It's not easy outside, it's even more difficult in foreign countries."

The old man waved his hand again and again: "no way, our Zidan family can't ask the consultant for money. You've saved me. I'm very grateful. How can you ask for money?"

"Don't you save your son, you pedantic old man? Take it. It's better to be given alms than nothing. " Duan Hong said angrily.

The old man seemed to think of his son, who was lying ill and had no money to treat his illness and suffered from the doctor's and nurse's blindness. He trembled and took the money. Suddenly he thought of something and took an oil bag from his arms and gave it to Duan Hong.

"Our Zidan family will never ask others to give us alms. Even if I am disabled, I have to rely on my own strength to support me and my family. This knife was made in my spare time in Japan by using the abandoned car working board and relying on the skills handed down by the Zidan family. I didn't sell it originally, but now it's sold to you." Said the old man.

Duan Hong opened the oil bag, and saw the cutlass with Tibetan characteristic pattern style. With the scabbard, it was one foot long. After pulling it out, lengsen's blade radiated cold light. There was a deep blood groove in the middle. The tip of the knife was upturned, slightly with a small hook. The blade was very sharp after Kaifeng.

"Such a broken knife costs so much money. You old man are quite good at reckoning." Duan Hong said this in his mouth. He was very satisfied with the knife. This time he came to Japan, he couldn't bring the dagger. The length of this dagger is a little longer than that of the dagger. It's no problem to make do with it.

"Well, if you don't leave, I can't protect you when those people come back. Go to see your son quickly." Duan Hong urged the old man.

The old man almost burst into tears and bowed to Duan Hong deeply: "young man, I read countless people and see that you are by no means ordinary. I hope you can be safe. This Zilong Dao is expected to play its role on you. Goodbye and good luck. Oh, by the way, if you go to Tibet, you can visit the Zidan family. My elder brother is still there, and his skills are much better than mine. " He finished packing and left.

Duan Hong thrust the knife into his back casually, and his face didn't matter.

"What kind of person is he? Sometimes it's so evil, especially to treat the enemy, but at this moment it's so full of justice. It's really hard to figure out. "

They waited for a while. Instead of waiting for cangmeng, they waited for xiongjingju. The guy went back and forth with sad face and red eyes, but his mood was much better than just now.

"Xiaoju, why are you back?" Duan Hong laughed.

Xiongjingju gave him a cold look and said to wangyueyao, "sister hazy, although you refused me, I still love you. Just now I was out of control and couldn't face it. But now I think it's necessary for you to meet the clan leader. He is really seriously injured, in case --"

Wangyueyao was just thinking about whether to see her father or not. Now hearing what Xiong Jingju said, she immediately made up her mind and said, "father, where is he?"

Xiong Jingju looked at Duan Hong and did not speak.

Duan Hong put his arms around wangyueyao, but it was a great pleasure to fight against his rival: "Xiaoju, I'm a family with Xiaoyao, and your patriarch is my future father-in-law. This time I'm here to see him, and I've prepared tens of thousands of betrothal gifts."

Xiongjingju's face flicked: "sister hazy, I don't think the patriarch likes to see this man."

He is my man. If my father doesn't see him, I have to follow him

"What Xiong Jingju looks at Duan Hong, who is full of sarcasm. She can't imagine how he can be with such a man. He's worse than a toad.

At this time, Cang Meng and Xia Yuhe come running from the street. They are gasping. Cang Meng is stunned to see Xiong Jingju: "Xiong Jingjun, how are you here?"

Xiongjing saw that cangmeng had a cold face: "cangmeng, do you know the crime you committed? It's a real dereliction of duty to protect the young lady in the sea and make her suffer from this

Cang Meng lowered her head and did not dare to reply.

Duan Hong pulled cangmeng over and said, "Xiaoju, cangmeng is a good girl and the most effective assistant. She doesn't belong to you. What's the matter with you?"

Xia Yu looked at Xiong Jingju and thought to herself, "what a beautiful man, just like Li Junji in idol drama." he pulled Duan Hong down: "9528, he - who is he?"

Duan Hong saw that she was wearing peach blossom on her face and said with a smile: "this is a police officer from the National Police Department of Japan. He's here to cooperate with us. His name is Xiong Jingju. He's known as the master of chrysanthemum. He's caught a lot of underworld in his hands, so he got his name."

Xia Yuhe hurriedly stretched out his hands: "Hello, Mr. xiongjing. It's really nice to meet you. My name is Xia Yuhe. I'm a stewardess. WOW! You are still handsome. "

Xiong Jingju thought that she was a friend of wangyueyao and shook hands with her out of politeness.

Now Cang Meng came back and said, "Mr. Xiong Jingjun, take us to see my father."

Xiong Jingju said with displeasure: "sister hazy, are so many of you going? Now, in an extraordinary period, the fewer people, the better. For the safety of the patriarch. "

Looking at the moon, he nodded and said, "OK." He told Duan Hong what Xiong Jingju said.

Duan Hong's mind turned to Xia Yu Hollywood: "Comrade Xia Yuhe, our task is not yet completed. We are going to a dangerous place to arrest suspect. It may be life threatening. For your safety, you should go to the hotel first and brother and spend it together." He came up to Xia Yuhe and said, "Xiaoju will go up to protect you later. It's a chance. I heard that Xiaoju is not only a rich man, but also the son of a rich man. He has the ability to be a rich second generation."

"Really?" Xia Yuhe took a look at xiongjing Ju and said to Duan Hong, "9528, you have to keep your word. By the way, I'll leave the day after tomorrow

"Oh, I'll talk about it then." Duan Hong pushed her into the hotel, and he followed her up. Now he's going to see his "father-in-law". He always told the fat man, and he doesn't know how the guy's injury is?

When Duan Hong and Xia Yuhe came into the room, they were stunned. The fat man was sitting in a tight seat. He was as shy as a flower on the other side. You peeked at me and I peeked at you. Everything was wonderful and nobody spoke.

Their arrival broke the scene. In a hurry, Duan Hong didn't have time to laugh at the fat man. He simply told him to stay here and wait for him to come back.

There is a beauty in, fat is not want to go out, plus his back injury need to recuperate, naturally willing to.

When Duan Hong got out of the hotel, cangmeng had already started the business car and got into the car. Duan Hong naturally held the moon in his arms behind him, but Xiong Jingju couldn't see it. He sat in the co driver's seat and directed the route.

However, he couldn't help looking back or looking at the two people behind him in the rearview mirror. Duan Hong was having a lot of fun and hatred in his heart. He secretly vowed that he would teach this person a lesson when he found an opportunity without moon gazing.

The car gradually drove out of the city. After driving at high speed for about two hours, Duan Hong was sleepy. He lay on the moon and slept in his chest. A bump woke him up. When he opened his eyes, it was dark outside.

Obviously, it's in the suburbs or even in the countryside. If it's a city, there should be street lights. Only the lights shine into the night. After a while, a thatched cottage, a typical Japanese wooden house, appears in the light of the lights.

"It seems that this is a rural area. It's quite hidden." Duan Hong said in his heart.

"Here we are." Xiong Jingju said: "you wait, I'll go in and see if the patriarch has had a rest. After all, it's early in the morning."( PS: in order to prevent piracy, the double faced evil monk officially changed his name to evil evil little. Brothers, forgive me a lot, and once again declare that this book is absolutely wonderful and never eunuch.)

Thinking of seeing Duan Hong's future father-in-law, his father-in-law, who is about to see the moon, he was a little nervous. He had fantasized more than once about what his future father-in-law would look like? Vicious, compassionate - and so on.

No matter what kind of person he is, Duan Hong is certain that this father-in-law will not like a man who rapes his daughter. His sensitive heart made him feel very uneasy. Xiong Jingju walked into the hut and didn't come out. For Duan Hong, the time was long. His palms were sweating and a little nervous. I believe that no matter who meets his future father-in-law for the first time, he will feel so uneasy and nervous. When Xiong Jingju went in, the light was still off, but it was on“ How is your father? As the head of a clan, can he be cruel, irascible, domineering and unreasonable? " Duan Hong asked nervously. Wang Yueyao shook his head and said, "of course not. My father is very nice, but to you? It's hard to say. "“ "Ah?" Looking at the moon, Duan Hong's face is full of panic and funny. This man can talk and laugh in front of Wan Jun, but he wants to see his father. It seems that he still cares about me. The thatched cottage door opened from left to right, and seven or eight people rushed out with knives, steel sticks and even meteor hammers. They surrounded the business car with a ferocious expression.