Chapter 83 Hey, eat, hey

Author: Youjiu L

Chapter 83 Hey, eat, hey

When Fingel read the eighteenth chapter of the comic saved on his mobile phone, the car to pick them up finally arrived.

Two people got out of the white Toyota truck, one tall and one short, both with bulging waists.

"Murasame?"

The tall man asked in Chinese with a fairly standard accent.

"Professional certification?"

Chu Zihang asked rhetorically.

"it's me."

The other party's reply was as concise and clear as his hunter ID.

After checking their identities, the tall man winked at the short man, who took out three sets of IDs from the car.

Chu Zihang took the certificate and looked through it. They were both Americans, and their appearance was somewhat similar to them.

"We are professionals."

Seeing his surprise, the tall man said proudly.

"Is the foundation clean?"

Fingel once again showed his ability as an experienced player.

"Don't worry, everything is very clean. What you bought is the most expensive package, so I won't cheat you. We want to build reputation."

The tall man said.

They had not been registered on the hunter website for a long time, but the reviews were good, so Chu Zihang chose them.

Lu Mingfei nodded to Chu Zihang, who opened the box and took out a thick stack of U.S. dollars.

Because they were worried that the Japanese branch would monitor bank flows, they prepared a lot of cash.

Looking at the six identical boxes, a trace of greed flashed in the tall man's eyes.

"You brought a lot of cash."

he asked seemingly unconsciously.

"Yes, have you seen these boxes? They are full of money. Our brothers came to Japan with the intention of doing big business."

Fingel said with a smile.

"what business?"

the tall man asked.

"Of course it's the drug business."

Fingel replied.

"Well?"

The tall man felt a little stuck for a moment.

Did these people do something wrong when they came to Japan to do drug business?

Although Japan's drug market is not small, it is also a country that prohibits drugs.

If you want to be a drug addict, wouldn't it be better to go to Southeast Asia and Mexico?

"Our boss heard that the Japanese are rich but short of goods, so he sent us to explore the road first and make some connections. Do you have any connections?"

I have to say that Fingel's performance as the heartless drug dealer is really lifelike, just like the real character.

"Yes, of course. Come on, let's go to the car and talk in detail."

The tall man said enthusiastically.

He made a hidden gesture with his hand behind his back, and the short man's hand quietly touched his waist.

"The car won't get on."

Fingel shook his head.

"Ah, isn't this car suitable?"

The tall man asked while maintaining a smile.

"It's quite appropriate. I'm just afraid of damaging the car and we have to walk into the city."

Fingel shook his head.

"What?!"

The tall man immediately realized something was wrong, and with a flash of his hands on his waist, two Scorpion submachine guns were instantly aimed at the three of them.

This miniature submachine gun is only slightly larger than a pistol, but has a super powerful ammunition capacity and rate of fire.

Although the 7.65×17mm Browning pistol short bullet is not very powerful, it is enough to turn the enemy into a hornet's nest.

He pulled the trigger with a fierce look, only to find that no bullets were fired.

The tall man looked at the gun in his hand in shock. It had been cut off at the waist, along with his fingers.

"ah!"

The pain from his fingers to his heart made him howl, but the next second he was silenced by the muzzle of the gun.

"Crying? If you cry, you'll get a headshot."

Fingel threatened with a smile, and the tall man immediately clenched his gun.

Here he restrained the tall man, and over there Chu Zihang also killed the short man who tried to draw his gun.

With a sword closing his throat, the short man didn't even have a chance to scream.

There is no release of the word spirit, and there is no golden eye. Obviously, these are two ordinary people.

"You don't have to be a mixed race to have fun, are all the A license dealers so brave nowadays?"

Even Fingel was shocked by the arrogance of these two people.

The tall man blinked his eyes in embarrassment.

Money touches people's hearts. If you put six boxes of U.S. dollars there, no one will be confused if you look at them.

They also work as A license dealers to make money. As long as this heihehei is successful, they can directly go to Roppongi to live their retirement life.

Hey, hey, they've done it several times, who knew the idea this time would be so tricky.

You guys are so awesome, tell me earlier. Is it fun to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger?

Being teased is actually a good thing. Now they don't have to look for information dealers anymore.

To be able to get so many half-true and half-false documents, this person must be a local snake.

The short man was thrown into Tokyo Bay, and the three of them took the tall man hostage and got into the car.

"Three bosses, I will cooperate with you in whatever you want to do. Can you let me go and treat your injuries first?"

Due to excessive blood loss, the tall man's face gradually turned pale.

He is not a mixed race, and this kind of injury can be fatal.

"Want to go to the hospital? Think we are stupid."

After all, Fingel bandaged him up.

"Instead of going to the hospital, go to the underground clinic."

The tall man gasped and said.

"Show me the way."

Following the tall man's guidance, they raced all the way through the streets of Tokyo.

It's still early in the morning, and even in Tokyo there aren't many cars on the roads.

As for speeding and running red lights? No points will be deducted from them anyway.

The truck came to a stop in front of a building, and by this time the tall man had fainted.

To be able to survive the severe pain and blood loss until now is indeed a ruthless person who dares to eat the mixed race.

I pressed the doorbell several times, but there was no response.

After waking up the tall man and confirming that this was where he was, Lu Mingfei kicked open the iron door.

He was about to kick open the security door again when a horrified voice came from inside.

"Don't come over here. If you come over again, I'll call the police."

Although he didn't understand what was said, Lu Mingfei probably guessed what it meant, so he raised the tall man to the cat's eyes.

"Tsuruno Tsuyoshi? What's wrong with you?"

"My finger was cut off. Open the door and help me."

The tall man said weakly.

I can't say for what reason, but the people inside opened the door anyway.

A skinny middle-aged man in pajamas looked at them with a cowed expression, holding a chef's knife in his hand.

"Where to put it?"

Lu Mingfei ignored his vigilance and asked in English.

The underground doctor hesitated and did not answer immediately.

"Kumishu, you bastard, it won't be easy for you if I die here."

He Yegang used the last bit of his strength to curse loudly.

"follow me."

Jiu Mishu gritted his teeth and took them to the basement.

This underground clinic is well disguised. The first floor is a regular dental clinic, and the basement is a standard surgical operating room.

Hisuki sewed up Tsuruno Gang's fingers, while Lu Mingfei became the equipment nurse.

Fortunately, he worked part-time as a pharmacist for a while and was fairly competent.

Finger amputation surgery is very common in industrial countries, and the technical content is not very high.

But the operation of amputating ten fingers is very rare, and it does not happen in one country in a year.

If a doctor named Ling knew about this, he would probably charter a plane to Japan and request the surgery.

But Hisuki is not happy. If he still pursues medical skills, he will not open an underground clinic.

This operation took a full eight hours to complete, and this was because Fingel's clean and tidy cuts greatly reduced the difficulty of suturing.

After the operation, Jiu Mi Shu ran to the bedroom to lie down without paying any attention to these murderous men of unknown origin.

"You're awake. The operation was successful."

The first thing Heye saw when he woke up was Fingel's big face.

He rolled his eyes in fright.

"If you faint again, you will sleep forever."

Fingel reminded him kindly.

He Yegang gave a wry smile and tried his best to open his eyelids.

"I'll ask you a few questions. If you dare to tell lies, your head will move."

Fingel said.

"What if you can't answer it?"

He Yegang asked carefully.

"Can't answer? Then you have to move your head!"

Fingel glared.

At this moment, he felt a sense of confusion in his heart. He had long wanted to perform this kind of confession drama, and today he finally got what he wanted.

"He who knows the current affairs is a hero, just ask."

He Yegang sighed.

"Why do you steal my lines?"

Fingel was unhappy and couldn't finish his next sentence.

"Do business."

Lu Mingfei reminded him.

This guy is easy to use, but his personality is too out of the ordinary.

Fortunately, he was under his command. If he were in the Imperial Fists Chapter, he probably wouldn't have to wear painful gloves every day.

Fingel shrugged, regretfully skipping unnecessary lines.

"Do you know the Sheqi Eight Family?"

he asked.

"I know, they are the masters of all Japan's heydo."

He Yegang nodded.

"anything else?"

Fingel asked.

"what else?"

Heye Gang was a little confused.

"Is there anything else that most people don't know about?"

He Yegang thought hard for a while and asked carefully.

"Does it count that Tamamozen Club is the property of the Sheki Hachi Family?"

"Let's just forget it. Is there any more confidential information?"

Fingel was quite interested in the news, but he knew that his team leader was probably not very interested.

"I really don't know anymore."

He Ye just thought about it for a while and couldn't think of anything, and almost cried.

Apart from eating and drinking, he is basically a craftsman who does his job and will not deal with the family or pay special attention to the affairs of the family.

Fingel's originally cynical expression suddenly cooled down, and the sword edge touched his neck in a flash.

He could almost feel the blade cutting through his flesh.

"Give you another chance. Do you know about an addictive drug called 'divine blood'?"

Fingel asked.

"I, I don't know."

"Then you're useless. What a pity."

Fingel shook his head and tried to exert force on his hands.

"I don't know, but I know a drug dealer. He must know."

He Yegang shouted loudly, his voice was not loud like someone who had just had surgery.

"what is his name?"

Fingel asked.

"His name is Koyama Takazo, and he is also an underground doctor, but he helps in a friend's private clinic. But he secretly develops drugs and sells them in the clinic."

He Yegang said hurriedly.

"How did you know?"

"I know a drug addict. He bought addictive drugs from Koyama Takazo. And he said that Koyama Takazo's products are very strong. One gram can beat others by several grams."

Heye Gang replied.

This description does sound questionable.

"Where can I find him?"

Lu Mingfei asked.

"I don't know, but Jiu Yashu should know that they are colleagues."

Tsuruo Congo sold out the underground doctor who had just saved his life.

Lu Mingfei nodded to Chu Zihang, who immediately walked out of the underground operating room.

A few minutes later, Chu Zihang came back.

"I gave him a thousand dollars and he confessed."

"Junior brother, are you sure you heard correctly?"

Fingel was a little worried.

He has already experienced the power of Japanese English.

"I knew, so I asked him to write it down."

Chu Zihang took out a piece of paper.

"witty."

Fingel gave a thumbs up.

They have the address, but they still need someone to guide them.

Three pairs of eyes looked at the trembling Tsuruno Tsuyoshi at the same time.
Chapter completed!