"Waiter, are you okay?" A brother on the side hurriedly dug him out of the soil.

"Ah? What did you say?!" the waiter shouted hurriedly.

The thunderous voice just now made the waiter's eardrum numb, so he couldn't hear any sound clearly for a while. The brother beside him immediately threw him to the ground, and the other party's rifle kept firing at this side, so that no one from the Nitian Gang had the chance to probe.

"Damn it, they actually prepared so many weapons!" The people from the Nitian Gang were depressed.

"Didn't Brother Long say they won't use weapons?" asked the brother next to him.

"Who knows!"

Everyone hid and did not dare to show off. Once they showed up, they would probably be shot.

Seeing that the other party was about to rush up to the mountain bags on both sides, Liu San immediately shouted: "Brothers, retreat immediately!"

"Brother Long, why did you run away?" The waiter was stunned and looked at Brother Long in surprise and said, "We have to resist to the death! What are the other party afraid of if they have firearms? We also have cold weapons. Besides, it's dark now, and the other party can see us wherever they go!"

The waiter is just a novice. He knows how to fight hard all day long, but he has never experienced a real large-scale fight. Even in Jianghuai City, this guy has only heard of the battles that Feng Zhixiao told. The Nitian Gang defeated the majority with a few, relying on a bloody nature. If it weren't for that bloody nature, it would probably be difficult for the Nitian Gang to win. Therefore, the waiter decided to fight a fierce battle today, and it would be best if both sides could enter a bloody battle. However, he didn't know that once he entered a bloody battle, he would kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them.

"Fart!" Brother Long is a person who has experienced many big scenes in the Nitian Gang. He knew clearly that the current situation does not allow him to fight bloody battles with the enemy. So, he immediately scolded: "Get back immediately, otherwise I will chop you up!"

The waiter had never seen Brother Long look so fierce and evil, and he was a little scared inside, so he immediately began to retreat. He shrugged helplessly and said, "If you retreat, you will retreat, I will ask Brother Zhi to complain to you!"

"Let's go!" Brother Long waved his hand immediately, and the person opposite him also retreated immediately.

Seeing the other party disappearing into the darkness, the Yamaguchi group rushed up frantically, but was stopped by Ichiro Fujiwara: "Don't chase after him, don't fall into the other party's plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain! The Chinese are the most insidious, otherwise they would not be able to write "The Art of War"."

"Yes!" The little brothers of Yamaguchi group retreated one after another.

Ichiro Fujiwara brought more than 300 people this time, including one hundred rifles and thousands of bullets, which were completely a strengthening company's troops. This time, Ichiro Fujiwara had summarized Fukuoka as his sphere of influence.

"Keep going!" Fujiwara Ichiro smiled coldly.

Then, everyone immediately got on the car and the truck continued to move towards Fukuoka City. Brother Long and others retreated, but the second hurdle was still waiting for Fujiwara everyone. Ichiro Fujiwara thought that even if he had won the victory after breaking up the gang of mobs, he didn't know at all that there was a bigger trap waiting for them in front.

The car was walking near the suburbs of the city because it was night, and it was quieter and colder near the suburbs of the city. There were only a few dim and faint street lights.

On the side of the road, several black shadows passed by, and disappeared in the sight of Ichiro Fujiwara and others in the blink of an eye. Ichiro Fujiwara immediately ordered: "Be careful, move forward carefully and keep your pace!"

"Yes!" The driver nodded immediately, and Ichiro Fujiwara sat in the passenger seat and carefully observed the situation ahead.

When the car drove past a two-story building next to it, a large amount of transparent liquid suddenly spewed out of the air. Fujiwara Ichiro was stunned. He didn't know what these things were. After all, there was a glass between him, so Fujiwara Ichiro was not stained with any liquid at all.

However, there were bursts of shouts coming from the back of the car: "No, it's gasoline, it's gasoline!!"

"Damn it, not good!" Fujiwara Ichiro shouted immediately: "Stop, stop, let them get out! Get out!"

The driver stepped on the brake hard, which was a fatal point. If the driver didn't understand, Ichiro Fujiwara wouldn't understand even more. The car stopped, which gave the Nitian Gang the opportunity to ignite the fire. If Ichiro Fujiwara could correctly issue the order to accelerate forward, it might not have caused such a disaster.

In the air, several torches were thrown from the roofs on both sides.

"Oh my God..." Fujiwara Ichiro looked at the torches in amazement, and there were several active fire lights in his eyes.

Boom...

Everyone burned in an instant. Although many people had jumped out of the car, the burning fire that instantly inevitably made them stain a little with Mars. At that moment, several trucks and dozens of people were ignited at the same time. Ichiro Fujiwara watched the dozens of little brothers in the Yamaguchi group dance in the flames. It was not an ordinary dance music, it was the last song in life, it was a song that jumped out of human souls.

"Put the fire, put out the fire quickly!" the little brothers shouted wildly.

However, they soon discovered that there was no sand or soil around them, and there was no water. It was a dream to try to put out the fire. Dozens of people stained with Mars were rolling on the ground and quickly extinguished the Mars on their bodies.

Seeing his truck being burned into a shelf, watching dozens of people under his command soon burned into ashes. Fujiwara Ichiro's face turned blue. Before he could even get started, he died fifty or sixty people first. He gritted his teeth and said, "Damn Chinese pig, I want to kill all him, and I must kill them all!"

"Mr. Ichiro, I feel that they are near us!" a little brother said hurriedly.

"Search immediately and kill one!" Fujiwara Ichiro completely collapsed. He gritted his teeth and was very angry.

"Yes!" More than 200 people immediately dispatched and started a grand search.

However, this was another wrong order from Ichiro Fujiwara to disperse the crowd. Isn’t this equivalent to letting the people from the Nitian Gang swallow it in batches? Soon, bursts of gunfire came from the surrounding buildings, and then there were batches of death screams. They were frightened, shocked, and shouted.

Not long after, the Yamaguchi group retreated from the building. They were no match for the Nitian Gang. In the dark, the Nitian Gang were all used to such nights and used to striking in the building. Even without the support of guns and ammunition, the bow and arrow in their hands were a weapon to seek life.

Whoosh...

The bow and arrow were pulled open, and an arrow easily passed through the other party's chest. A Yamaguchi group fell down. The waiter looked at the brother beside him with a smug look and said, "Did you see, my archery technique is very accurate, right?"

"Hehe, you see clearly!" The brother immediately pulled the bow and arrow without saying a word. With another whoosh, the bow and arrow easily passed through a little brother of the Yamaguchi group. The waiter said in surprise: "My grass, you are so sinister!"

"Hehe, this is not insidious, this is called scoring!" The brother was much more proud than the waiter.

Slap...

Two gunshots, the bullets almost wiped the two of them. The waiter shouted: "Be careful!"

The Yamaguchi Group's offensive had no effect. Fukuoka was the base of the Nitian Gang in Japan. They had been in this city for several months and were very familiar with this city. Therefore, here, they were almost invincible.

"Damn it!" Fujiwara Ichiro gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry about anything else, go straight to their headquarters!"

"Yes!" The younger brothers gathered one after another, and at the command, they headed towards the headquarters of the Nitian Gang in Fukuoka.

However, when they arrived at the headquarters, the people from the Nitian Gang had disappeared without a trace. Looking at the three-story building, the marks of life left by the other party could still be clearly seen inside.

"Mr. Ichiro, there is not a single person inside!" his younger brother replied.

"Damn it, what exactly do these Chinese pigs want to do?" Ichiro Fujiwara walked in in surprise. It was empty inside. However, the hall on the first floor was still neatly placed with a large number of fitness equipment. On the second floor was a bedroom, and on the third floor was an office area. There was a plaque of the Black Water Security Company hanging at the door, which made Ichiro Fujiwara wonder, was this Chinese guy just running away like this?

"They...can't have any conspiracy?" The younger brother shrank his neck.

"Well, it's possible!" After suffering so much from the Nitian Gang, Ichiro Fujiwara had learned from his mistakes, so he immediately ordered everyone to stay away from the building and prepare to fight with the other party outside.

But they didn't expect that before they could stand firm, they immediately surrounded more than 100 people from all directions. These people were all the members of the Fukuoka Nitian Gang. They looked at Yamaguchi Group coldly and sneered: "Fujiwara, right?"

"Are you?" Fujiwara Ichiro looked at the sloppy man in front of him, wearing a white vest. He didn't feel the cold at all in such a cold night. Fujiwara Ichiro glanced at the other party indifferently and said, "Are you the eight hidden generals under Ye Chen?"

"Haha, do you still need to dispatch eight hidden generals to deal with characters like you?" Brother Long laughed and said, "Just just by myself, Brother Long, can you settle you!"

"No, I'm also my waiter!" The waiter immediately stood up, holding a big bow in his hand.

"Hmph, it's up to you?" Fujiwara Ichiro smiled coldly and said, "It's rumored that there are eight hidden generals in the Nitian Gang, who are extremely powerful and have the means of sacrificing blood flags. They are extremely cruel. I wonder if these are true?"

"The grass, of course it's true. Do you want to come and try it out?" the waiter laughed.
Chapter completed!