At five o'clock in the morning, the darkest hour before dawn, six Teana cars quietly drove towards the gate of No. 13, Repulse Bay.
There were five men and women in black sitting in each car, their bodies upright and their expressions cold, exuding fierce murderous aura.
One of the men with a broken arm was looking down at the tablet on his lap.
On it were the floor plan of the villa, the strength of the guards, and photos of Song Hongyan's mother and daughter that had been sent back recently.
He scattered the information and threw the computer under the seat.
The middle-aged man looked at the villa that came into view, his eyes shining:
"Ye Fan, the shame you have caused us to suffer, I will take back ten times and a hundred times tonight."
"I can't kill you, but I can abuse your woman, kill your woman, and make you live in pain for the rest of your life."
"The pure miraculous doctor, bah, I will make you a green-haired miraculous doctor tonight."
Yamamoto Jiro, a veteran of the Yang Kingdom Martial League, originally led Miyamoto Tajima Mamoru and others to fight against Wutong Mountain.
In that decisive battle, Yamamoto Jiro originally wanted to take advantage of the situation, but in the end, the entire mission was killed or injured by Nine Thousand Years Old.
He was also intimidated by Nine Thousand Years and lost his arm.
This time, Ye Fan rushed thousands of miles to kill Qianye Zhenxiong, which made the black and white factions of Yang Kingdom extremely angry. It was far more humiliating than the Blood Doctor Sect losing the game.
So in the end, a death squad was formed to deal with Ye Fan, and he was prepared to run thousands of miles to seek justice.
It's a pity that Ye Fan's caution and tyrannical strength prevented Yamamoto Jiro from finding an opening to attack.
They are not afraid of death, but they hope it will be meaningful.
Therefore, he accidentally obtained the traces of Song Hongyan's mother and daughter, and understood their importance to Ye Fan, so he immediately gathered the Sakura Killers to attack.
Yamamoto Jiro has decided to kill all the guards, humiliate Song Hongyan and her daughter a hundred times, and at the same time record a video to severely stimulate Ye Fan.
They cannot retaliate openly and can only use this method to express their bad temper.
Moreover, Song Hongyan stabbed the Blood Medicine Sect in Nanling, and this old debt must also be settled.
As for the consequences, Yamamoto Jiro didn't bother to think about it.
Now he just wants to break into the villa and capture Song Hongyan alive...
"laugh--"
At 5:10 in the morning, all the cars were parked in front of the villa.
Although the car lights are all covered with a layer of paper, which weakens the long-distance stimulation of the light, it can still give people a fierce murderous intention.
The car door opened, Yamamoto Jiro and the others all put on masks and pulled out samurai swords from the trunk of the car.
At the same time, the door of a Toyota on the opposite side opened, and a man from Yangguo ran out.
He said respectfully to Yamamoto Jiro: "Yamamoto-kun!"
This is the spy sent by Jiro Yamamoto to keep an eye on Song Hongyan.
Yamamoto Jiro asked coldly: "How is the situation? Has Song Hongyan gone out?"
The Yang Kingdom spies responded respectfully:
"No, the mother and daughter have been inside all the time. I saw with my binoculars that Song Hongyan's Ferrari was parked at the entrance of the main building, and the twelve bodyguards were also on duty as normal."
"I also hacked into their cameras and found that Song Hongyan was on the phone at 11 o'clock last night and took her daughter to the bedroom on the second floor to sleep at 12 o'clock."
"So I'm sure they are in the villa."
"By the way, I've already done some manipulation to the surveillance at the door and along the way, and I've also cracked the electronic lock on the iron gate."
"Yamamoto-kun can drive in at any time."
He reported the situation very confidently, and even took out an intercepted surveillance video of the lobby, which showed the charming Song Hongyan returning to the house from behind.
"very good!"
After confirming that Song Hongyan was inside and seeing the woman's delicate body, Yamamoto Jiro's blood boiled and he felt his breathing quicken.
He was eager to rush in and start a killing spree.
Yamamoto Jiro turned around and shouted to the thirty Sakura Killers:
"Kurosawa, take two brothers to guard the front door. Kato, take two brothers to guard the back door."
Yamamoto Jiro gave instructions to thirty killers:
"And you, you, you, go and guard the intersections at both ends of the villa for me. Don't let the patrol police or security guards come."
"The remaining twenty-one brothers, rush into the villa with me."
His voice was extremely low: "Except for Song Hongyan and her daughter, all the bodyguards and servants will be killed by me."
"A quick victory, we must complete the attack before dawn."
Thirty Sakura Killers shouted in a low voice: "Hi!"
"Do it!"
Yamamoto Jiro gave the order.
His broadsword was already thirsty.
"yes!"
As soon as his order was issued, thirty Sakura Killers took action immediately and rushed towards the villa without saying a word.
Those who defended the goal, those who broke the goal, and those who played forward played forward. Although there were not many people, they all showed a tacit understanding.
They seemed to be moving forward in a disorderly manner, but in fact, they followed Jiro Yamamoto to lock the main building during the march, which demonstrated their good training.
During this period, several wolf dogs noticed the clues and wanted to roar, but they were killed by Yamamoto Jiro with a knife.
Crisp and powerful.
Yamamoto Jiro and the others felt like they were in a deserted place.
They were just thinking about ruining Song Hongyan's mother and daughter, and ignored the dull and fleeting movement behind them.
"Whoosh!"
In the shadows, the three Sakura Killers guarding the intersection were about to disperse and hide under a tree, when they saw a black shadow coming out of the darkness.
"Um--"
The three of them instinctively raised their heads to warn, but before they could do anything, a sword tip slit their throats.
The three Sakura Killers wanted to roar and warn, but they couldn't make a sound because their trachea was cut.
They struggled and slowly fell to the ground.
Soon, the six Sakura Killers who were guarding the front and back doors had their throats cut silently, and then their bodies were dragged away silently.
If it weren't for the presence of a few drops of blood on the ground, no one would be able to believe that many people had just died here.
"Clang-"
Looking at Yamamoto Jiro and the others who were still running without noticing, Dugu Shang calmly closed the iron door, closing the door on Yamamoto Jiro and the others...
Looking up, the morning wind is like a knife.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"
When Jiro Yamamoto and others were approaching the main building like evil wolves, several bodyguards of the Song family who were guarding the door of the villa immediately shouted when they saw something strange:
"Someone is attacking! Someone is attacking!"
They hid inside while shouting: "Protect Mr. Song quickly, protect Mr. Song quickly."
"Damn! These rabble-rousers reacted very quickly."
When Yamamoto Jiro saw the Song family's bodyguards evacuating in panic, he felt a touch of ridicule as he was surprised at their quick response.
The mere Song family really cannot compare with the elites of Yang Kingdom.
He waved his katana again and shouted: "Go!"
More than 20 people rushed towards the main building with samurai swords.
Their movements were fast and well-trained, and they surrounded the small building in an instant, turning the Song family's children into turtles in a jar.
There are many swords and guns.
Yamamoto Jiro walked into the hall with eight Sakura Killers.
He shouted proudly to more than a dozen elite members of the Song family:
"Let Song Hongyan come out and talk."
"If you don't come out, I will kill you all."
He is domineering.
Before he finished speaking, Yamamoto Jiro's eyes condensed into a glow.
He found that Song Hongyan was right in front of him. The woman did not hide or panic, but was busy in the semi-open kitchen.
She tied up her long hair, wore an apron, and held a rolling pin. The steamer in front of her was steaming, as if she was making breakfast.
The wind was light and the clouds were calm, and the woman didn't care at all about the murderous atmosphere in the hall.
She was also humming a little tune:
"The Han soldiers have captured the territory, and there are songs of distress from all directions; the king is exhausted, and how can I survive as a lowly concubine..."
Yamamoto Jiro, who was familiar with Chinese culture, felt familiar, his ears froze, and then his face changed drastically:
