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"Alright, alright. I'll definitely cooperate. Where do you want to go?"

Just like that, Qing'er smiled and walked with her kidnapper towards the elevator.

When they got on the elevator, they were a little disappointed to see the kidnappers pushing the button, so it turned out that the team from Shankou would also be sneaking around. If it was her, she would definitely leave the hall openly.

When he reached the eighth floor, the elevator suddenly opened.

"Big brother, why did you sneak out as well?"

When Qing'er saw An An, she rushed over with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

"Qing Er, dad and mom are looking for you everywhere. Where did you run off to?"

An An An glanced at the two nervous people beside his and said unhappily.

"Bro, from morning until now, I'm too tired. I just ran upstairs to sleep. I'm not going to the main hall, it's too noisy over there."

Qing'er pouted and said coquettishly.

Between brother and sister, there was no need to say anything.

"Stop messing around. The wedding is about to end. We have to send off the guests. Let's go …"

Anthea took Qing'er's hand and was about to leave when the elevator stopped, but the man behind her stretched out his arm and closed the door.

"You want to leave? It's not going to be that easy. I'll take you with me today."

As the man spoke, he immediately made a move towards An An. An An turned around and protected Qing Er behind him, dodging this vicious attack.

The elevator was very small, so they couldn't use their fists. Although it was 2: 2, Qing'er didn't know any martial arts. Furthermore, the two siblings didn't have any combat experience. Within 10 rounds, An An was knocked out.

"Brother, brother …"

Qing'er stood up angrily as she rocked An An An on the elevator.

"You all are too despicable. I will definitely not forgive you all."

"If you continue with your nonsense, I'll kill him now."

The woman took out her gun and pointed it at Anthea.

Qing Er glared at the female assassin and sneered.

"If you kill us today, you won't be able to leave here alive. As long as we die today, tomorrow's team will become history."

The elevator came to a halt. The moment they stepped out of the door, it would be the parking lot. Once they left, they would have a higher chance of being taken to the mountain pass.

"Little girl, don't think that you can scare us. Even if you have the Mafia as your backing, don't think that they will stand up for you."

The female assassin pinched Qing'Er's lower jaw.

"Then you can try, the mafia and the yakuza gang are both tyrants of the underworld, and even if they fought each other, they would still suffer losses. Uncle Kyle would not be so stupid, but there is one person in this world, or rather, a demon, who is afraid of people, even the yakuza team."

The corner of Qing Er's mouth lifted as she warned him.

At first, she just wanted to punish them a little for the sake of the Great Island's Qing Zi. Since they wanted revenge, she wouldn't be polite anymore.

She knew that Uncle Kyle might not have gone to Japan to save her, but it would be even more fun if Joseph did, and Aunt Nell, who feared that the world would be in chaos, did too.

"Little girl, who do you want to scare? In this world, there is no one that our Mountain Gate is afraid of. If there is a demon in this world, then we are ghosts."

The female assassin sneered. She squeezed Qing'er even harder. Her sharp nails dug into Qing Er's face.

"Inhale! Blood! Ghost!"

Qing'er endured the pain.

Stupid woman, daring to bully her, she was doomed. From the day she was born until now, no one had ever dared to bully her like this. This dead woman, she was doomed.

"Yinzi, do you want this kid to go with us?"

The man said to the female assassin in Japanese.

"Ignore him first. Just bring this damned girl back to report."

The female assassin looked at An An at the corner of the elevator and said angrily.

Qing Er secretly let out a sigh of relief. As long as her brother was fine, then it was fine. Otherwise, Mommy would be worried to death.

"Yinzi, how about we …"

"If you dare to even touch a single hair on my brother's head, I will make you beg for death!"

When Qing'er heard this, she said angrily in a cold voice.

"Little girl, who do you think you are? "I dare …"

"I am not that person, but the family will definitely avenge me."

"Little girl, are you still living in a fairy tale?"

The female assassin laughed contemptuously.

"It's not that children live in the fairy tales, but adults live in their fictional worlds. Since there are people in this world and ghosts exist, why can't there be bloodsucking people?"

Qing'er helped An An into the elevator and leaned him against it.

She could go with them, but her brother would have to stay, at least to her father, and Mommy would leave a message so they wouldn't worry again.

"Let's go. If you don't want to leave now, I'll change my mind after a while."

After putting her brother down, Qing Er stood up and said coldly to the two assassins that were spreading their secrets.

"Let's go, little girl. If you dare to have any ill intentions, we don't mind bringing your corpse back."

The man's vicious words made Qing'Er laugh.

Qing'er followed them out of the hotel. Because she was here, the security guards didn't make things difficult for the two killers. When they left the hotel, she wasn't too depressed.

These two were only assassins. They wouldn't dare to kill her without an order.

Although the underworld was looked down on by many people, their most serious order was still to punish anyone who dared to underestimate them. Although the discipline was not as strict as that of the army, it was definitely more ruthless than that of the army.

They took her out of the hotel, then west, toward the suburbs, and about two hours later she saw the small plane in the dark.

It seemed like they had come prepared this time, even a small plane had been prepared. It should be because the last time they met at the mountain entrance, it was too big, so they had to return the courtesy.

Not only was Qing'er not afraid, but she was also looking forward to it. Last time, when Joseph and her brother watched her, she had failed to accomplish what she wanted. This time, she had the chance to have a good time.

According to the time, Ye Zichen's brother should have woken up a long time ago. Logically speaking, Mommy should know about his dad, so she didn't know if they chased him or not.

"Little girl, are you counting on your parents to save you?"

The female assassin lifted Qing'er and pushed her onto the plane.

"No, today is my dad's day, Mommy's big day, they won't come chasing us."

After getting on the plane, Qing'er consciously sat in the middle of the plane, yawning as she prepared to sleep.

"It is to let them taste the pain of being cut through the skin on this day."

The woman gritted her teeth and said bitterly.

Qing'er didn't pay any more attention to that perverted female assassin. She was purely envious, jealous and resentful.

Jealous of Mommy's happiness, she pretended not to have heard it properly. When she woke up from her sleep, she would probably arrive in Japan and only then would she have the strength to fight the Oshima saints.

After Qing'er arrived in Japan, Wan and Jiayi finally began to take action.

Fortunately, Wen Yi Fei had bought a private plane for his honeymoon and the convenience of travelling around the world, but he hadn't used it yet.

This time, he was afraid that as a pilot, he was going to drive the ducks to the shelf.

However, when Wen took Wan to the airport, the airport service staff told him that his plane had been taken away, and that he had signed it himself.

"Yi Fei, how could this be? "Where's the plane?"

Wan was astonished. Originally, Wen Yi Fei was going to give her a pleasant surprise. She didn't know it at first, but after hearing that the plane had left, her heart sank with a bang.

"Maybe Ann drove away."

That son of his is getting more and more exaggerated. If we don't discipline him now, perhaps the heavens will climb up to him.

"An An?" How could that be? "He's still a twelve-year-old child, he …"

"Mr. Wen, you're right. The person who brought the note does look like a child, but …"

Wen Yi Fei had the administrator take out his autograph and looked at it. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Wife, I think we should go home. Your son can even fly a plane. What else can't he do?"

Little Wan's jaw dropped to the ground. Her twelve-year-old son could fly a plane, that was impossible. She wouldn't believe anything he said.

"That's nothing strange. In Kyle's case, he must have learned everything. Wife, don't forget how many years we've been separated from him."

Wen Yi Fei held the note and sighed helplessly.

Now, he felt more and more that he didn't need to go to Japan anymore. A child that could rescue him from Shan Kou group, a child that knew how to fly an airplane, he really could not treat him as a child anymore.

"What about Qing Er? She's a genius, how could she be taken away? "

Little Wan was even more uneasy. If her genius daughter was captured, could her son be relied on?

"Wife, children use their brains. They use brute force, so don't worry too much, okay?"

Qing'er, the head of Kobe Yamaguchi team, was brought to Oshima.

At this moment, the man was eating sushi. It was unknown how he was able to eat so early in the morning, but the table was extremely sumptuous.

"Not bad, this salmon sushi looks very fresh. Excuse me, is this used to entertain me?"

Qing'er smiled as she took the sushi and put it in her mouth before Oshima could say anything.

"Courting death …"

When the female assassin who returned from Bao Qing Er saw how rude Qing'Er was, she wanted to go and settle the score with her while drinking.

"All of you, leave."

Fortunately, the Oshima holy guy has a bit of insight and is not so rude.

"Holy Man Oshima, do you think that there's no meaning for you to do this in the team? You know how to kidnap an idiot like me."

Swallowing the sushi in her mouth, Qing'er despised the sage of Oshima.

"You, want to give it to me …" Daughter... "To pay with my life."

The Holy Man of Oshima said with displeasure in rough Chinese.

"You don't have to suffer so much. You can use Japanese directly."

Qing'er scratched her ears. Listening to such weird Japanese was truly torturous.

The sage man glanced at Qing'er and spoke in Japanese.

"Please, are you being reasonable or not? Your daughter was shot by you, and she died by your hands. My dad already said that if he wanted to take revenge, he should look for you."

Qing Er was not as courteous as him. If she was, she wouldn't have come.

"If it wasn't for Wen Yi Fei, my Qing Zi wouldn't have been that crazy and wouldn't have died."

shouted the Oshima.

"Mr. Oshima, is shamelessness your pronoun? "Or you are simply a person with the last name Lai."

Qing'er mocked the man unhappily.

That day, Qing Zi died voluntarily at the hands of her own father. She should have been able to rest in peace.

"No matter what you say, I want you to die with Qing Zi. You are Wen Yi Fei's daughter, and you have the word 'Qing' in your names."

The Oshima guy pushes the gun towards Qing'er, hinting.

"You lunatic! How many names on this planet have you heard? If you're a pervert, then just go ahead! Don't bully little kids! If word of this gets out, the reputation of the leader of your group will disappear!"

Qing'er glared at the sage.

"Your reputation was ruined after that wedding …"

"Oshima, there's a call from the Mafia godfather, Kyle."

Qing'er was stunned. Uncle Kyle was actually so fast. Was it just the men from the Sacred Isle who answered Kyle's call?

"Receive the call."

The saintly man looked at Qing'er with a weird smile.

"Little girl, do you really think that Kyle Bernano can save you?"

"No, I don't think Uncle Kyle would want to be kind to you."

Qing'er smiled back.

Uncle Kyle knew her well. She was definitely a terrifying person, and the only reason he called was to remind the Oshima sage that if Yamaguchi lost his team, then the Mafia wouldn't be under any pressure.

As expected, the man purposely amplified his voice so that Qing'er could hear him.

"Old friend, why did you call me?"

The Oshima is the first to say politely.