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Chapter 477 Killer Ishihara Fire

On the off-road vehicle, a Japanese man was aiming at the lion. He also saw Wu Bei and Zhu Qingyan, but it did not affect his determination to hunt the lion at all.

However, when Wu Bei also aimed the gun at him, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, he pulled the bolt and said with a smile: "An M21 has an effective range of one hundred meters, and my Barrett can shoot a thousand

One hundred meters. The distance between the two sides is at least nine hundred meters. He actually dared to confront me. What a fool!"

There were two Japanese people in the car, and they all encouraged him: "Master, let him know how powerful you are."

The man sneered, and with a "thump" sound, he fired a shot, aiming at a little lion next to Wu Bei.

At a distance of 900 meters, the bullet arrived in one second. Wu Bei instantly judged the ballistic trajectory and stretched out his hand to push the little lion away. Then the bullet hit the mud with a "pop" and the mud splashed everywhere.

Zhu Qingyan was startled: "They shot!"

Wu Bei had no expression on his face, and then he also fired a shot.

"call out!"

"Snapped!"

The bullet penetrated the scope and entered the Japanese man's right eye. Blood spattered and he screamed and fell from the car.

"Thump, thump!"

Wu Bei fired continuously, blowing out the tires of several cars. The people in the cars were so frightened that they jumped out and hid behind the cars.

Wu Bei dropped his gun, walked away, and ran towards the opposite direction. His speed was so fast, like an arrow leaving the string, he reached the distance of 900 meters in ten seconds.

When the person on the other side was about to fight back with a gun, he had already gone around to the back and kicked a hunter's gun to pieces.

This group of people had little cultivation, and they were all quickly knocked to the ground by Wu Bei. Either their arms or legs were broken, which was very miserable.

"Gah! Do you know who we are?" A Japanese yelled in English. His hand was broken, but he still had a arrogant look on his face.

Wu Bei asked: "Who are you?"

"The person whose eyes you hit is the son of the president of the Amaterasu Foundation! You are dead and no one can save you!"

"Crack!"

Wu Bei raised his foot and crushed both of the man's legs. The man let out an inhuman scream and the man fainted.

The man with an injured right eye was twenty-five years old. He covered his bleeding eye and looked at Wu Bei in horror, saying, "Let me go and I can give you money!" he said.

Wu Beixiao asked: "What's your name?"

The man said: "I am Mitsui Mori."

Wu Bei sneered: "Amaterasu Consortium is the largest consortium in Japan, how could a fool like you be born."

Mitsui Sen looked ugly, but he didn't dare to reply.

Wu Bei then took out his satellite phone and called Luo Changsheng, saying: "Lao Luo, do you know a man named Mitsui Mori? He is the son of the president of Amaterasu Consortium."

Luo Changsheng was drinking a small drink at the moment and hugging the beautiful woman. When he heard what he said, his eyes lit up: "President? Great! Master, you must not let him go. This person belongs to Mitsui Ryugang."

My son, Mitsui Ryugo, is currently attacking the Sanyou Foundation, and I don’t know how to deal with him."

Wu Bei: "Does Mitsui Ryuugang want to cannibalize the Sanyou Foundation?"

Luo Changsheng: "He occupies part of the equity of the Sanyou Consortium. Although it is not much, he still has a certain say in the matter. While I am not in Japan, he wants to swallow up the entire Sanyou."

Wu Bei: "What are you going to do?"

Luo Changsheng: "Take Mitsui Mori in exchange for letting him go. Mitsui Ryuugang is such a son, and he was only born at the age of fifty."

Wu Bei thought for a while: "Okay. Just say that Mitsui Sen is in your hands and I will wait for your news."

Luo Changsheng: "Okay, we'll know the result within an hour at most."

Luo Changsheng hung up the phone and immediately contacted Mitsui Ryugang through his Japanese subordinates.

Mitsui Mori saw Wu Bei talking on the phone, but he couldn't understand Yanlong language, so he said, "Friend, do you know my identity now?"

Wu Bei said calmly: "You are lucky and valuable, so you won't die for the time being."

Mitsui Mori was stunned: "What are you going to do?"

Wu Bei: "Your father Mitsui Ryuu just wanted to eat the Sanyou Consortium. Now, we are going to threaten him with your life to make him retreat."

Upon hearing that Wu Bei was from the Sanyou Consortium, Mitsui Sen was shocked and angry: "You are so despicable! Father will not compromise with you!"

Wu Bei said coldly: "He'd better compromise, otherwise I'll beat you to death with one slap."

He lit a cigarette, told Tang Jian and the others not to come over, and then slowly waited for news.

Several people on the ground were seriously injured, and they were all groaning. Especially Mitsui Mori, whose eyeballs were blown out. If the bullets had not had enough remaining power and the scope was blocking him, he would have been shot in the head long ago.

Less than half an hour later, Luo Changsheng called. He was very annoyed and said, "This Mitsui Ryuugang doesn't even have oil or salt!"

Wu Bei narrowed his eyes: "If he doesn't agree to the conditions, there is only one reason. He will definitely send experts over to rescue Mitsui Sen."

Luo Changsheng: "Master, transport the person to Yanlong immediately to avoid long nights and dreams."

Wu Beidao: "Okay."

He waved to Tang Jian and said, "Prepare the plane to transport this group of people to Yanlong. Someone will contact you when they get there."

Tang Jian went to do it immediately, while Wu Bei searched the scene. Soon, he found a miniature positioning device under Mitsui Mori's skin. He immediately took out his dagger, picked out the positioning device, and threw it in the car.

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After that, he pressed the accelerator with a big stone and kept the car moving forward.

An hour later, Tang Jian brought several cars over, loaded the Japanese people into the cars, and drove to the airport. Wu Bei and Zhu Qingyan followed behind the cars.

The car drove for two hours when Luo Changsheng called again. His tone was urgent: "Master, let Mitsui Sen go."

Wu Bei: "What's wrong?"

Luo Changsheng: "I just got the news that the Ninja Holy Stone Yuanhuo is in Guinea. This person is very dangerous."

Wu Bei said calmly: "He's just a Ninja Saint, he can't scare me. You don't have to worry, Mitsui Sen will send him away immediately."

Luo Changsheng wanted to say something else, but Wu Bei had already hung up the phone. When the car arrived at the airport, Tang Jian asked his subordinates to carry him to the plane, while Wu Bei stood aside and calmly observed the surroundings.

Suddenly, an airport staff member ran over. He waved as he ran and spoke very poor English.

Wu Bei immediately went up to him and asked, "What's the matter?"

As soon as the two people got close, they took action almost at the same time. Wu Bei raised his hand and there was a piece of silver light. He got this thing from Donghuang. After firing, countless butterfly darts flew out, which were far more lethal than bullets.

The opponent also fired three poison darts, attacking Wu Bei's different parts. Two hit Wu Bei's chest, and one hit his face.

Wu Bei waved his hand and grabbed two poison darts. The remaining one hit his soft armor without causing any damage.

The number of butterfly darts he sent out were too many and too fast, and the people on the opposite side could not avoid them. So, his body instantly shrank into a ball, holding his head with both arms, and raising his knees to his chest to protect his whole body.

"Dang Dang Dang!"

Most of the countless butterfly darts hit his arms and knees, which were equipped with protective gear. The butterfly darts failed to hurt him.

However, some darts still hit him, but unfortunately they were not fatal injuries.

Wu Bei threw away the poison dart, the black dragon sword suddenly thrust out, and a black cloud fell down.

The opponent's reaction was extremely quick. He landed on the ground with both feet, and with a sudden kick, he stepped back several meters, avoiding Wu Bei's fatal sword.
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