Duobao grabbed Wang Zhuo's fat suit sleeve and said, "Brother, don't kill him, there are cameras."
Lu Mao thought Duobao was begging him, so he said with a ferocious smile: "Don't worry, sister, I won't kill him."
As he said this, the tactical knife stabbed Wang Zhuo in the stomach without hesitation.
People with fighting experience rarely stab people in the stomach with daggers. If an important organ is damaged, the person can easily die.
Lu Mao had a ferocious look on his face, his hands were trembling slightly due to excitement, and he grabbed Wang Zhuo's shoulder with one hand. He felt that the knife had been thrust into the stomach of the homeless man who was picking up rags in front of him. Lu Mao was about to pull it out and stab him twice, but suddenly he felt that the knife could not be pulled out.
Looking down, Lu Mao was stunned.
The knife did not hit Wang Zhuo at all. His hand was like a steel hoop. He held the tactical knife and applied gentle force. This genuine LCC double-action folding knife broke instantly.
Lu Mao raised his head and saw Wang Zhuo smiling at him, and the tip of the knife in his hand slashed down Lu Mao's belly.
"Ouch!"
Lumao let out a cry of pain, blood spurted all over the floor, and half of his white-green intestines were exposed from his lower abdomen with foul-smelling feces.
Wang Zhuo took advantage of the situation and held Lu Mao in his arms. He poked Lu Mao's neck with half the tip of the knife and said to the remaining people: "Take another step forward and stab him to death."
The remaining five people looked at each other in confusion, and stopped. With a "pop" sound, the tip of the knife was inserted into Lu Mao's mouth along the side of his face. Lu Mao, who had been crying suddenly stopped, and hissed in his throat.
sound.
One of the youngest, Nono, with shaved sideburns and a porcupine-style hairstyle, said: "We didn't move..."
Wang Zhuo curled his lips and pushed Lu Mao out. "He's not dead, well, at least he's not dead now."
"Do you know who he is? Do you know who we are?" Several people helped Lumao and Qingyang up, and a tall and strong non-mainstream man put down his harsh words and said: "You'd better leave Shinjuku today! Otherwise, you'll die.
Bar!"
Wang Zhuo pretended to pounce on him, which frightened several non-mainstream people and turned around and ran away. He took out a cigar from his storage bag, lit it, blew out a puff of smoke and said: "It's really boring, are these all Chinese?"
"
Duobao nodded and said: "That green guy probably spoke Minnan, but I can't quite understand it. Brother, let's go. The police will come soon and it will still be troublesome."
A few minutes after the two demons left, more than a dozen Toyota and Nissan cars drove over like crazy, starting with a black Lexus LS car.
When all the cars stopped, there was a sound of doors opening and closing, and more than thirty burly men in suits and leather shoes poured out.
The window of the back seat of the Lexus fell down, revealing a middle-aged face, with a clean beard on his chin, and a pair of shining eyes, looking sharply at the blood stains left by the green hair on the ground like an eagle.
"Boss, they ran away." A follower wearing gold-rimmed glasses bowed and said, "I just called. The young master is temporarily comatose due to excessive blood loss, but he is out of danger, but..."
The middle-aged man stared at his subordinates and said, "Say."
The man with glasses took a deep breath and said: "Because he ran too fast, the tongue that was cut off by the knife was swallowed by the young master..."
"Mute?"
The man with glasses was so frightened that he took a step back and saw that his boss didn't have any angry look on his face. He thought to himself that it was true that he showed no emotion or anger. This is the heroic demeanor of Chen Ping'an.
Chen Ping'an was silent for a few seconds and said to himself: "It doesn't matter if I'm mute, I won't stay home because of some rock music."
The man with glasses leaned down and said, "Boss, what did you say?"
Chen Ping'an picked up the cigarette and took a puff and said: "Go down, Shinjuku China District has issued a wanted order, and everyone should come out to find the man and woman. Anyone who finds them will be rewarded with one million yen. Those who kill him will be rewarded with five million yen. If they are caught,
If you find one alive, you will be rewarded with tens of millions."
The man with glasses bowed and was about to leave when he heard Chen Ping'an continue: "Except for Gao Qingyang, all those gangsters should be dealt with."
"Hi!"
…
The bells of New Year's Day are heard from various shrines and temples in Tokyo.
Wang Zhuo and Duobao were sitting cross-legged in a park, watching the bustling fireworks in the distance.
In front of them were more than a dozen beers stolen from the grocery store and several kinds of cooked food. Duobao opened the beer, handed a bottle to Wang Zhuo and said: "Brother, cheers! Celebrating our first New Year together."
Wang Zhuo raised the bottle, bumped it with Duobao and said with a smile: "Cheers."
After drinking all the wine in the bottle, Wang Zhuo said: "This is not yet the New Year. Our family still regards the Spring Festival as the criterion. The New Year will not be considered until we return home and our family is busy."
"Yes, a family." Duobao looked at the gorgeous fireworks in the sky and said, "Brother, what does family feel like?"
Wang Zhuo smiled and said: "You need to experience this yourself, but it shouldn't be too bad. You don't regret it, right?"
"What do you regret? Didn't you follow Cheng to Tiandaomen tomorrow?" Duobao turned his head and looked directly at Wang Zhuo and said: "Wherever brother goes, I will go. Brother said, we are a family. What a family."
There is a reason to separate.”
Wang Zhuo smiled silently, opened the beer and handed it to Duobao, and drank it down again.
After a moment of silence, Duobao asked softly: "I have a fifty-year appointment with Cheng tomorrow. What are your plans for the next fifty years?"
"Honor your parents and support your old age. Strive to earn another piece of property so that your children and grandchildren will be worry-free. At least they will not drop out of school and become bricklayers."
Duobao said: "Brother, if you want to fight in the world, you still have to control yourself a little. The look on your face just now made it look like you were going to eat these people. There are cameras everywhere now, and you will be discovered by the police. We have just transformed
However, many weapons on the earth can still hurt us. Besides, every country with good foundation will probably enshrine monks to maintain their rule, so we should be careful in everything."
Wang Zhuo smiled and said: "I'm used to killing people in the Jisai Kingdom. Don't worry, I will pay attention to it in the future. I will keep a low profile and be a demon, and make a fortune in silence. I was really made hungry by a few people talking nonsense just now, but judging from their appearance, they are probably very
Unpalatable."
"Brother, please come and eat me. Look at my thin skin and tender meat. Am I your food?" Duobao lay in Wang Zhuo's arms, took a sip of beer and said, "This is the first time I've seen real fireworks. Really.
Very beautiful.”
"When I have money, I will open a fireworks factory for you and set off fireworks every day."
At this time, a cold voice behind the two said: "I will burn the money for fireworks for you every year."
Turning around, I saw that all the homeless people in the park had already hid far away. There were hundreds of big men in suits. Most of them held Japanese swords in their hands, and the rest actually held pistols in their hands. They said nothing.
stood behind the two of them.
The person who just spoke was a middle-aged man standing at the front. He looked very ordinary, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
Wang Zhuo stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you very much. I will give you the address when the time comes."
Chen Pingan saw that Wang Zhuo was wearing a fat and tattered suit and was barefoot. Although the girl next to him looked stunning, she was dressed in the style of a remote mountainous area in China. He couldn't help but sigh and said: "The ignorant are fearless." He turned around and said to
The man with glasses who had been following him said: "I picked out the hamstring and took it back."
After that, he led a few big men straight into the Lexus without looking back.
The bespectacled man kept bending down. When Chen Ping'an's car drove away, he straightened up and looked at Wang Zhuo with sad and disdainful eyes, and shouted loudly: "Come on!"