It's dark and dusk, and sins are rampant.

More than 30 heavy motorcycles were speeding at night on the streets, the rumbling sound from the exhaust pipe was deafening, and the riders on the motorcycle were all hideous and terrifying. When someone met on the street, he quickly avoided it, and no one dared to look directly.

The firm was picked, which made Kitagawa Joji extremely angry. He led the team himself and pulled out all his backbones in order to regain the fame and prestige of the Shinta Group. Those who are Yakuza must be fierce and domineering, which is scary. If they don’t fight back after being beaten, what’s the difference between them and fish belly?

The aggressive convoy rushed to the street outside the Hashimoto Sushi restaurant. More than 30 heavy motorcycles lined up on the road. There were originally several houses on both sides of the street with lights on, but when you heard this heart-wrenching noise, all the lights went out.

Just in the Kikudi flower shop opposite Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, the Kikudi and his wife had already turned off the lights to rest, but they heard the sound outside and they got up again. Mr. Kikudi looked out through the window and suddenly shivered all over. He saw more than 30 motorcycles lined up under the street lights, and all the riders were full of murderous intentions.

Mr. Kikudi and his wife both shrank their necks and exclaimed: "The Rape Clan, the Rape Clan of the Shinta Group. These Yakuza people have arrived. Hashimoto's family is really in trouble this time."

"Do we want to call the police?"

"There was no call to the police at this time, and the police might not come."

"What if the people from the Shinta Group go to the wrong door?"

"I'll go block the doors and windows right away."

Just near Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, more than a dozen or twenty neighbors were all in the same way as Kikudiki. Everyone turned off the lights, blocked the doors and windows, and then slit them in various gaps and looked out. Although some people called the police, they really didn't have hope for the police to come.

The serious and unshaven Kitagawa Joji took off his motorcycle helmet, and immediately bent over and took it gently. He pulled his neck and loosened the ribbon tied to the show off. He floated with the wind, and some of his subordinates gently grabbed it on an exquisite tray.

Kitagawa Joji raised his leg and hit the ground. The 30-odd men who followed him got off the car neatly, with meticulous movements and moderate measures. The subordinate bowed his body and handed over a box. The box opened and there was a pair of sunglasses inside.

Kitagawa Joji, wearing sunglasses, added a bit of gloomy and obscure heroic spirit. He looked up slightly at the dark night sky and said in a deep voice: "Clear the surroundings, and we cannot be disturbed when we do our business later."

"Hi!" The capable general nodded quickly, and with a wave of his hand, more than ten people ran and spread out around, each holding weapons to prevent anyone from approaching. Their existence was just to express one meaning: the people from the Xintian group were here, and everyone avoided it!

Kitagawa Joji waved his hand with a dark face and said half a sentence, "Go and catch that girl back. No one can insult our reputation as a group of Shinta without being punished. No matter what she does, she can't escape our control."

So four or five thugs led the way, each fucking the guys strode forward. Kitagawa Joji walked up, and there were more than ten or twenty people behind him stepping on the footsteps, following closely.

"She is gloomy, terrifying, terrifying, this is what you want. I want to give this black boss a thumbs up!" In the alley of Hashimoto's house, Zhou Qingfeng was cheering loudly. There was a camera drone in front of him, and he had just taken the scene of the Shinta team swaying over the city and getting off the car and setting up the formation.

At this moment, Lixiang was squatting beside Zhou Qingfeng, holding a digital camera in her hand. But she was always excited and was trembling with her teeth clattering. Compared to Zhou Qingfeng's joy, she was brave and intelligent, and she was as nervous as a quail.

"Actually, I think Mr. Hashimoto's idea is better, so let's hide first! There are too many people in the Shinta group, and the police won't show up for less than half an hour." Rika deeply regretted why she followed the obviously abnormal man in front of her and agreed to help him take pictures.

"Hey! Please, are you a little professional? Don't tell me that you didn't take a photo of the series of actions that Kitakawa got off the bus just now. This was the passionate performance of the leader Yakuza. I told you to take a close-up." Zhou Qingfeng started to blame him as if he was fine.

But Krika was about to cry, "I was scared because I took a close-up. Those guys felt so scary!"

"It's good to be scary, it's not bad. What we want is the sense of reality. Remember, you must take a picture of the confrontation between Nana and Kitagawa Joji later." Zhou Qingfeng felt that everything was perfect, so he patted Hashimoto Na on the other side, and found that the poor girl was shocked and fainted during such a conversation.

"Nanai, Nana, it's not the time to faint. All actors are ready. You, the protagonist, must not be on stage!" Zhou Qingfeng did not expect that Nana would faint. He quickly pinched the person and patted the face. He finally woke the girl up.

As a result, Hashimoto Na woke up and cried, "Wow..., Oniss, I really want to go home, I don't want to be here, I'm so scared."

The girl's miserable cry suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the residents around her burst into tears. They kept begging for blessings from the gods in their hearts, scolding Yakuza for being domineering, but no one came out to uphold justice.

But it was not only the residents around who were scared, but Kitagawa Joji and others who were lined up were also stunned. The thugs of Yakuza on the 20th had already arrived at the door of the sushi restaurant and were waiting for the boss to speak and break in. As a result, they heard crying from behind a trash can a few meters away from the sushi restaurant. This was scary in the middle of the night, okay?

"Baga, who is where?" Kitagawa Joji cursed angrily.

"Card..." Zhou Qingfeng had to shout, ran out from behind the trash can and said to Yakuza in the twenty-seventh place: "Hello everyone, I am the director tonight. We are filming the evil Shinta group that is full of evil and bullying the weak, causing the social order to completely collapse. In order to maintain justice and protect the home, the beautiful Sailor Moon came to eradicate evil at the call of fate.

As far as the current situation is concerned, everyone cooperated well. But we have a little trouble here. The heroine was frightened by your high-quality performance. But give me some time and we will continue shooting soon."

Seeing someone telling lies seriously, more than 20 people in the Xintian group seemed to have seen funny. The scene where the evil spirit suddenly disappeared, and instead it was a happy and amusing atmosphere of the antenna baby.

The Judi couple looked out in front of the window on the second floor of their home. They could hear clearly what was going on outside. Mrs. Judi asked Mrs. Judi, "What's going on outside? Why did you suddenly change to the MV?"
Chapter completed!