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Chapter 230, The Real Murderer (4)

But none of them noticed that in the dense canopy not far away, a thin young man witnessed the whole process of the incident, including the sudden attack of the assassins, the brief confrontation, the silence of the black-robed man, and Mu Yu.

Human madness! When they gave the order, the young man squinted his eyes slightly, closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the cool night breeze, with a weird smile on his lips.

I whispered silently in my heart: As expected, this trip to Japan will be very exciting.

Only at this moment did he truly understand Di Cheng's purpose of going east to Japan: to turn into a sharp knife to disrupt the situation in Japan; to fish in troubled waters and kill all killable enemies; to blame others and trigger a war between the two emperors; to strike hard and start a war between the two emperors.

East Asian melee.

The so-called explosion and the so-called investigation are all excuses, the excuses he looked for for this trip to the east.

Maybe... a long, long time ago, Di Cheng's eyes have been cast here, but the time has not been ripe, the strength has not been satisfied, and the desire has been buried in his heart. The six-month trip some time ago was to relax, or was it for the original purpose?

Decide?

He didn't know, and no one outside knew, but one thing he was sure of was that the unexpected explosion made his eyes finally focus on Japan!

This decision may be crazy, but it is not a bad idea. In a full-scale confrontation and comprehensive strength competition, Tianmen is far inferior to Yakuza, but when it comes to assassinations and melees, Tianmen has the advantage. As long as it can be done before Yakuza reacts

, kill as many strong men as possible, and Tianmen will have the opportunity to fight for the royal power in East Asia!

Dicheng, maybe this is a wonderful move, but it is undeniable that it is also a risky move. The real result depends on who is crazier, who is more ruthless, who can endure pain and death better!

This is my first battle to join Tianmen, the first battle for Tianmen to cross the border, and the last battle before the black list is finalized. It only lasts two months. If I succeed, Tianmen will stand tall, but if I lose, I will be destroyed from then on.

But no matter what the final result is, I, Yu Xiaotian... will go crazy with you once!

Taking another deep breath, the long-lost pride arose in Yu Xiaotian's heart! The blood...boiled to its heart's content! The soul...roared to its heart's content! This time, we don't need to suppress it and accept the baptism of death together!

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After leaving the Triangle Temple, Di Cheng issued a retreat order. Wulong on the top of the mountain immediately stopped shooting, disassembled the heavy machine gun, tidied up the scene quickly and meticulously, and ran down the mountain with his backpack. Yu Xiaotian woke up from his meditation and put the soft sword in his waist.

Abdomen disappeared silently into the dense forest. Beauty and Yaya wandered in the forest like ghosts, avoiding all eyes and leaving the area.

Following the search instructions of Qianmu Troop, everyone rushed out of Haoye City overnight and met deep in the rolling mountains on the outskirts of the city the next morning.

"An unexpected gain!" Di Cheng threw the unconscious Nakajima Tiger to the ground, shook his sore shoulders, and said, "Verify his identity."

Annie cleaned the blood on Nakajima Tiger's face, brought over the prepared equipment, scanned and checked his appearance, and then compared the data. At the same time, he searched his whole body, took out his wallet and other documents, and also checked whether there were any

There are monitoring or positioning devices.

"That's right, it's him. Vice-president of the Inagawa Society, No. 3 boss, Nakajima Tiger! I didn't expect that the Emperor would appear at Sanjiao Temple, and I didn't expect that he would be the first one to arrive at Sanjiao Temple. It was a rewarding night.

A nice start to the season, not bad!”

Di Chengdao: "Wu Long, I leave it to you, let everyone see the interrogation methods of your special agent team."

"The special agent team has many interrogation methods, but there are no tools here..." Wu Long looked around and snapped his fingers: "Let's do the simplest one."

"Please! You're welcome!" Di Cheng smiled, but there was cruelty behind the smile. Now that he had caught him, he had no intention of letting the Nakajima tiger leave alive, let alone treating him as an individual.

"Wake him up first." Wu Long picked up an iron rod, dug some soil on the ground, and piled it on the waist, abdomen and thighs of the tiger, leaving only the crotch exposed in the middle. Then he poured some soil there.

Liquor, powder mixed with some bullets, everything is ready, turn on the lighter and light it casually.

Phew! The flames jumped up. With the help of alcohol, the flames burned very intensely, but the burning range could only surround the crotch. It was difficult to spread to other places because of the mounds of soil. Poor Nakajima Tiger

, the dignified No. 3 figure in the Inakawa Society, an internationally renowned underworld tycoon, was actually being barbecued while in a coma.

Should I feel sad for him or sigh for Di Cheng's boldness?

Smelling the burnt smell that gradually became clearer, Annie and Yu Xiaotian had strange expressions on their faces. Good guys, let's roast them directly on the fire? This Wulong is quite honest and honest, and it's really speechless to make. Looking at the blazing flames,

Yu Xiaotian even vaguely felt waves of tingling in his body.

The flames spread and burned on the body surface, stimulating Nakajima Tiger's nervous system and gradually awakening him from his coma.

At first, Nakajima Tiger was not fully awake. He moved slightly in a daze, frowned hard, and twisted his body in the mud. But as his consciousness became clearer, he felt like thousands of needles pricking him.

The pain suddenly became clear. With a scream, Nakajima Tiger sat up violently, and the soil on his chest and abdomen fell down, burying the roaring flames.

The flame went out, but the burning pain in the crotch became more and more clear!

"Ah!!" Tiger Nakajima screamed in pain, jumping up and down, trying to cover his charred crotch, but every touch caused pain like needles, and his consciousness, which was not yet fully awake, was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him.

It was so exciting that I almost lost control.

"Quiet!" Wu Long roared, and hit Nakajima Tiger's lower abdomen with his clenched iron fist.

Nakajima Tiger's eyes bulged fiercely, blood and saliva spurted out, and his body rolled out in a panic. Unfortunately, there was a raised stone where he was lying, which happened to hit the injured crotch.

Ah!! Tiger Nakajima screamed again and jumped up like an electric shock. However, the continuous stimulation also made him recover. He endured the severe pain in his chest and abdomen, stood in a weird posture, and glared at Wulong angrily.

et al. "Asshole! Japanese"

"Contain your arrogance, this is not a place for you to show off your power." Wu Long slowly walked towards Nakajima Tiger with the iron rod in hand.

Huh? Chinese? Nakajima Tiger was stunned for a moment, then frowned, as if he had forgotten his own pain, and stared straight at Wulong: "Are you... Chinese?!"

Wu Long could understand Japanese and nodded appreciatively: "Yes, the pig's brain is not entirely filled with sewage."

Nakajima Tiger didn't understand Chinese and didn't understand what Wulong was talking about, but looking at the scene in front of him, and then looking at Yaya, Meiyan and others, he suddenly understood, and his face gradually darkened.

Di Cheng, Annie, and Yu Xiaotian stared at Nakajima Tiger attentively the moment he woke up, observing the changes in his face. At this moment, with Nakajima Tiger's silence and solemnity, traces of light flashed in the depths of the three people's eyes at the same time.

Sharp.

They never expected Nakajima Tiger to surrender. If the opponent was so weak and could not bear the pain of flesh and blood, how could he become the number three figure in the Inagawa Society, so they did not expect to get any useful intelligence information out of him.

This interrogation is about scheming and eyesight!

"President Nakajima, guess who we are? Guess why we came here?" Wu Long smiled fiercely and spoke in Japanese. He also understood this truth, so he used a roundabout and seductive strategy in his questioning.

Nakajima Tiger took a deep breath, endured the pain, staggered back a few steps, and clung to the tree trunk behind him. He said in a deep voice: "No matter who you are, invading our Inagawa Society is tantamount to provoking the God of Death, and you will eventually die.

It won’t end well!”

"Haha, is that right? The same words are given to you. No matter who dares to invade us, it is equivalent to provoking the God of Death, and the end will be more miserable than you can imagine."

"Hmph!" Nakajima Tiger snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Just you guys? You're worthy..."

"It's not your turn to judge whether it's worthy or not, it's up to us!" Wu Long suddenly stepped forward, and the swinging iron rod exploded in the air. The strong wind roared and hit the Nakajima Tiger's head. The momentum seemed to be direct.

It ended up costing him his life.

Nakajima Tiger's heart trembled, and he subconsciously raised his hand to pick it up, but he forgot one thing... he didn't have any strength at all.

Result! Bang! Click! The iron rod struck wildly and violently. Nakajima Tiger's raised wrist broke instantly, the broken bones penetrated the flesh, and unimaginable pain hit the brain along the arm.

Ah!! Nakajima Tiger knelt on the ground in embarrassment and let out a shrill scream. His body was shaking, his face was pale, and he held his twisted and broken wrist in pain, and sweat poured down.

"Want to die or live?" Wu Long stomped on Nakajima Tiger's abdomen and twisted it hard. The iron rod in his hand hit his body violently. The force was not too strong, but it was enough to hurt his muscles and bones.

.Once the first leader of the special agent team, Wu Long has a very good understanding of the structure of the human body. The seemingly random impacts are actually taking special care of the most sensitive parts of the body!

The severe pain stimulated the nerves, and the Nakajima tiger struggled violently, wailing in pain, and the front teeth it clenched tightly were covered with bloodshot eyes.

He didn't answer or speak, while Wu Long continued to ravage him, and his movements became faster and faster, and finally...

Bang! Click! The iron rod smashed Nakajima Tiger's ankle alive, and with a shrill scream, Nakajima Tiger went completely crazy: "You bastard, you should have listened to the president's order that day! I regret it, I regret it!"

!”

The screams echoed in the mountains and forests, echoing in the ears of Di Cheng and the others.

"I should have listened to the president's order that day! I regret it, I regret it!!" Annie translated to Di Cheng softly.

Nakajima Tiger didn't finish what he said, nor did he make it clear, but for Di Cheng and others, nothing could satisfy their requirements better than this sentence!

Now, they can completely conclude that the murderer of the bombing attack that day was the Daochuan Club!

"Make him disappear!" Di Cheng snorted coldly.

"Understood!" The iron rod was raised, the tip of the rod was tilted, aimed at Nakajima Tiger's shaking head, and hit it hard. Bang! The impact was hard, the head cracked, and the screams stopped abruptly! The dignified No. 3 leader of the Inagawa Club

, died tragically in this way, and became a victim of the East Asian royal family's struggle for supremacy. The splattered blood became the...flag-sacrifice wine of this chaotic battle!

Di Cheng took a deep breath, his slightly condensed pupils were dancing with a light that was either anger or fanaticism. After a long time, he slowly said: "Today, today, I declare war... Yakuza!"

PS: I can’t satisfy everyone with an explosion for the time being, I can only ensure the word count as much as possible, but...give the mice some time, and the explosion will eventually come!

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