Yakuza is good at coercion and intimidation, and Zhou Qingfeng is also good at suppressing the opposing power. He glanced at him and saw a total of seven people in front of him. Most of the opponent's weapons were baseball bats, but the little leader held a cold sword in his hand. This thin and sharp blade was held by the little leader in both hands, which was quite sharp as an old Japanese samurai.

"To be honest, I want to laugh when you look in your crotch pants. I really don't know why you have this kind of hobby? And your large-scale tattoos, in my eyes, only idiots do this." Zhou Qingfeng did not dodge, but instead took two steps forward against the blade.

"Ignorance crawler, you have to pay the price to provoke a powerful opponent." The little leader on the opposite side was furious, and with force both hands, he held up the blade and slashed with the flow, shouting loudly: "A sword flows against the wind, break!"

Break..., break..., break...!

It's really a sound that lingers around the beam for three days.

Just as the little leader had a "break" exit, he was forced to the front and kicked Zhou Qingfeng in the crotch. No one in the world can compare to him with speed. In this world, all martial arts skills are strong, but only fast is not broken. In terms of agility, he is far superior to ordinary people.

The kick was extremely fast. As soon as the knife passed the top, the little leader bent over like a lobster, flew up with a bang, and fell backwards with a sound of wind. But he fell behind just in the position of his butt, and then slid for a few meters before stopping steadily, and then...

The little leader still kept holding the sword high, but his eyes were as if they were dead fish, and his mouth could be stuffed into his fist even when he was opened. He was kicked by Zhou Qingfeng and his face turned red. What's worse was that he had no sense of consciousness in his lower body and could not move.

"Except for the momentum, everything else is not worth mentioning." Zhou Qingfeng curled his lips disdainfully. The moment he made his feet fierce and fierce, the thugs on both sides watched the little leader on his side fly backwards. This effect made everyone who saw them tighten their feet, and the numbness under his crotch felt the same, as if they were kicked.

After a long time, the little boss who had already broken eggs said, "Baga, are you watching like this? Kill that bastard for me!"

Yakuza had a strict hierarchy and a clear status of superiors and subordinates. As soon as the little leader spoke, several other thugs rushed towards Zhou Qingfeng with a shout, holding the sticks and smashed them all. A fierce sound of ping-pong sound suddenly sounded at the front desk, the glass was broken, and the personnel screamed, but they stopped in less than half a minute.

According to normal circumstances, such a one-sided fight cannot last for too long. The weak side either escapes like a beleaguered dog, or is knocked down to the ground and continues to be abused.

The geisha who was on the front desk seemed to stop the fight outside and crawled out from the hidden stage. Just as she came out, she saw a bleeding head leaning against the glass plate in front of her desk. The bridge of the head was crooked, the jaw was dislocated, a black mark on her eyes, and a painful wail was weak.

Elegant butterfly!

The geisha at the front desk was frightened by the bloody scene and screamed in shock. She took several steps until she hit a screen. Only then did she see that there were a bunch of people outside the front desk, a few of them were overturned, and the ground was messy. Some people were even beaten so badly that they hit the window and smashed the glass. Half of their body was still stuck on it, and they were shaking their hands and feet and calling for help.

But in this messy scene, the man with sunglasses who should have fallen the most was nothing. He walked over again with a shoulder bag and holding a file bag in his hand and asked, "Where is Kitagawa Joji?"

"Your Excellency Kitagawa is not here." The geisha at the front desk was also frightened and she was scared. She was afraid that she would be beaten to death without saying a word.

"Then where is the signing file for the artists in your firm?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

The geisha shook her head and cried in tears, "I'm sorry, I don't know, please let me go."

"I also think you don't know." Zhou Qingfeng nodded, turned around and dragged over to a man who used the "Steeping in the Wind". The guy with various ghost tattoos was now completely dead. He pulled his ears and dragged them forward, screaming.

Zhou Qingfeng picked up the knife and stabbed the little leader in the palm of his hand. He stabbed it to the end, and the blood flowed like a stream. The little leader was so painful that he wanted to struggle but did not dare to move around, so he could only keep shouting and scolding. As a result, Zhou Qingfeng held the hilt and twisted it. The wound that had been pierced completely cracked, and the tendons and bones separated.

Zhou Qingfeng pulled out the sword and pierced the little leader's other hand, and asked with a sneer, "Do you want to do it again?"

This man is so fierce!

"No, no, I admit defeat. You are brave enough, I am not as good as you." The little leader was so painful that he was inhaled and did not breathe. He was spread on the ground and could only beg, "What do you want? Even if you ask for it, we will definitely be satisfied."

"There is a girl named Hashimoto Na signed a contract with you. I hope to terminate this contract." Zhou Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

"Yes, the contract is in the safe in the manager's room, and you can get it by finding the person inside." The little leader could no longer hold on and fainted after saying this.

This place is the entrance of the Xintian Group and also the Kitagawa Office. In addition to a few Yakuza who looked at the store, there are more than 20 employees of the firm working inside. When they heard the sound of fighting outside, these people hid and waited for the situation to subside, but they waited for the evil god to come to the door.

"Hurry up and find out Hashimoto Na's contract." Under the intimidation of Taidao, Zhou Qingfeng forced several Japanese employees to keep busy. The ordinary staff here all looked serious and thought it was very obedient.

After repeatedly asking about the lack of legal ties, Zhou Qingfeng left the office with two contracts. The people in the office watched the scene of the crash, and they were stunned. Someone killed them alone and turned them over with seven evil Yakuzas without caring. This kind of thing has never happened in the past.

"How terrible is this kind of combat power!"

"It's really shocking. This mysterious man broke in like a Tyrannosaurus Rex."

"Your Excellency Kitagawa will definitely be furious. Even if you can't find this man, you will definitely take revenge on the girl named Hashimoto."

A bunch of staff were talking, but they were not as shocked as Rika who was guarding outside. According to the idea of ​​this little round-faced girl, the final outcome of the mysterious "Lin Sang" was nothing more than escaping. Maybe she couldn't even escape, but was thrown out.

After all, the Yakuza violent group like the Xintian group is not easy to mess with. The firm is just a stronghold and there must be someone stationed. It would be nice to have "Lin Sang" go in alone and get out of nothing, but I dare not think about the others.

But in fact, not long after "Lin Sang" entered, there was a burst of shouts coming from the building, followed by the thunderous sound of people and the broken items. Hearing the chaotic sound, the passers-by nearby hurriedly left.

But at the end of the sound, it ended with the breaking of a glass window on the third floor. A man with blood on his face bumped out of the window and screamed in a terrifying manner. Lixiang thought the man was "Lin Sang", but she found that it was Yakuza with a tattoo.

After a while, Zhou Qingfeng, wearing a hat and sunglasses, walked out happily and saw Lixiang hiding behind a street corner and looking at herself in shock. "Okay, there is no need for any lawyer, and it doesn't take too much time. Now that the contract is obtained, we can leave!"

"Hey...! Lin Sang, have you obtained Nai Jiang's contract? How did you do it?"

"Just beat them up."
Chapter completed!