When Tokugawa Kyoto fired several shots in a row, it seemed particularly harsh in the quiet dark night.

The Japanese food in this family, the islanders who were not drunk, were all surprised and put down their wine glasses, looking at each other in front of each other.

"Hey, what are you doing? Drink!"

"Did you hear the sound outside just now?"

"Roar, what sound?"

"It seems to be gunshots, yes, it should be gunshots!"

"Nari, are you sure?"

"It must be gunshot!"

"What's going on? Why are there gunfire so late?"

"Go out and have a look, what's going on!"

"Drink, no matter what they look good about!"

"Let's go and have a look. The gunshots sound not far away, they should be nearby. By the way, didn't Tokugawa Kwan go out just now?"

...

In this opinion, a few people came out and began to visit around.

After walking around, they followed the strong smell of blood and came to the alley and saw Tokugawa and others who died suddenly.

Two minions were killed by a single knife!

A short knife was inserted into the back of Tokugawa Kyoto, and he lay on the narrow and cold ground, dying!

Blood stains on the ground gathered into a stream, and the pungent and bloody smell made people almost vomit.

Seeing this scene, the people of the islands were infuriated on the spot.

Since they came to this Sijiu City, no one dared to offend them. They have always bullied people, so they have never been bullied!

What's more, he killed him without mercy, and the one who died was Tokugawa Kyoko, the young master of the Tokugawa family.

You should know that Tokugawa Kyoto is a guest of honor for Mio Inoue, the Ocean Trade Trade.

In this city of Peking, who doesn’t know that Inoue Sano is a person who calls for the wind and rain. Now in his territory, his guests of honor are killed by others. This is simply a shame!

What's more, this matter involves the Tokugawa family, which is quite powerful in the island country.

"Baga, damn it, who can do it!"

"It's so arrogant that you dare to kill our islanders!"

"Call the police, call the police immediately!"

"You can't call the police, let the people from Ocean Trading come first!"

There was a scattered scatter in the alley.

...

In a slightly dilapidated courtyard, this is the home of the summer solstice.

This small courtyard is not big, with only three houses inside and outside, and the only one living here is the summer solstice.

My parents have returned to their hometown these two days, and she is the only one left.

After she helped Fan Xiliang to her room, she took a strip of cloth and rebanded it as he asked, then looked at the blood-soaked clothes, her face full of anxiety.

"What should I do? If I go to see a doctor now, will they discover it?"

"Why are you back?" Fan Xiliang's lips turned a little white, leaning against the head of the bed behind him, looking at Xia Zhi, who looked anxious and uneasy, and asked calmly.

"You can fight for me, so how could I say I can escape? Now isn't the time to talk about this, but your injuries, right? Do you think we can go to the hospital?"

Xia Zhi quickly changed the topic. For her, the most urgent task now is to cure Fan Xiliang's gunshot wound, otherwise it would be a big trouble.

This also shows from the side that Xia Zhi is a very careful and cautious woman.

Otherwise, most people would definitely say, let’s go to the hospital as soon as possible, as that would definitely lead to missing identity.

"No, you can't go to the hospital!"

Fan Xiliang shook his head and said decisively: "The three people I killed should have some status and are from the island country. If you go to the hospital, this matter will not be hidden."

"Where to go to the hospital? You can't let the bullets be in your arm, right?" Xia Zhi asked anxiously.

"In this way, you can help me find someone and tell him what happened just now, and he will know how to do it." Fan Xiliang said after pondering for a moment.

"Who are you looking for?"

"No. 18, Jingyang Hutong, Chu Mufeng!"

As Fan Xiliang said, he took off his watch from his wrist, handed it over and said in a stern voice: "You should be very nervous outside, please be careful! Also, my name is Fan Xiliang!"

"Well, I will!"

After Xia Zhi finished speaking, she hurriedly left with her watch. As for whether there would be anything wrong with keeping Fan Xiliang, she had never considered it.

The other party is his life-saving benefactor, so how could he let the injured person run around and ask for help by himself!

In the room, Fan Xiliang glanced at the left arm that was shot, his eyes were extremely firm.

Even if he was given another chance to do what he had just now, he would still do it without hesitation, and he would do it more resolutely and without mercy!

For him, it is necessary to act bravely. Girls like Xia Zhi must not be defiled by the Japanese who are inferior to beasts. If they really tolerate such things, Fan Xiliang would not be a qualified soldier or a passionate man.

...

Jingyang Hutong, Chu Family.

At this moment, Chu Mufeng was looking at some newspaper information, but who would have thought the door would suddenly be knocked and thumped.

He raised his brows, walked out quickly, and asked in a low voice through the gate of the courtyard: "Who?"

"Hello, is it Mr. Chu Mufeng? My name is Xia Zhi, and it was Mr. Fan Xiliang who asked me to come here! Open the door quickly!" Xia Zhi said with a little anxious voice.

Fan Xiliang?

After hearing this name, Chu Mufeng opened the gate of the courtyard directly. After seeing a young female student standing in front of him, he couldn't help but ask: "Fan Xiliang asked you to come? What happened to him?"

"Are you Chu Mufeng?"

"Yes, I am!"

Because Fan Xiliang had said before that Chu Mufeng was the only one living here, Xia Zhi handed over the watch directly: "Do you know this watch?"

"certainly!"

Chu Mufeng looked back and looked at the words engraved on the back, nodded and said, "This is my elder brother Fan Xiliang. How could his watch be with you? What's wrong with him!"

"He was injured just now to save me!"

Xia Zhi had a trace of crystal clearness in his eyes. After briefly recounting what happened just now, he said in a hurry: "Brother Fan said you can help with this matter, you must help him!"

Being shot?

When he heard this, a flash of light suddenly flashed in Chu Mufeng's eyes. When he thought of the gun fired by the islander, an unconcealed murderous intent emerged in his heart.

These damn islanders, are you treating Peking City as your back garden? Do you do whatever you want? It’s not a landfall yet, why do you dare to be so unscrupulous? Are you bullying us without anyone?

If the boss has any danger, I want you to pay for your blood debt!

"Go away, take me over!"

"Okay OK!"

...

The alley next to our Japanese food.

After receiving the news, Mio Inoue, who rushed over, looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face, waved his hands and shouted angrily: "Baga, who is it? Who dares to kill my guest?"

"Who did it? Who is it? Can anyone tell me?"

"Mr. Inoue, we don't know either. We only came out to check it out after hearing the gunshots. Who would have thought of seeing this kind of scene."

"Where was Tokugawa Kyoto before?" Inoue Sano asked angrily.

"He took his men to eat and drink at our house, and then suddenly went out."

"Sudden?"

Mio Inoue turned around and stared at the person who spoke, shouting angrily: "How could he run out suddenly? What must be something? What's the matter? Does anyone know what he went out because of?"

The whole audience was silent.

It’s not that I don’t say it, but that I really don’t know it.

When Tokugawa came over to eat, he wanted a private room, and then followed the two samurai. The three of them were having dinner in the private room. Where did they know what happened inside?

No one can ask about his whereabouts at will. Who can blame such an accident?

Your attitude towards Mio Inoue seems to be saying, "We know that we don't report it. Is it interesting to say this?"

We are just here to have a meal. You are not responsible for your guests. It's all our business!
To be continued...