Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"This person should be the head." After kicking the man rolling on the ground with his hands covering his hips, Ying Jiu paired Yang Zhao who came out afterwards.

"It's just a modified gun." He Li knelt down and looked at the gun on the ground, and smiled: "How come the weapons of the Japanese underworld are not even comparable to Lu Yao?"

"Don't you know? The Japanese Yamaguchi group has the highest income, the Italian mafia has the longest history, and the South American drug dealers are the most aggressive, but the Chinese gangsters are the most vicious and fierce." Cheng Cheng inserted the gun back into the holster. , Waved to the car that had been parked on the side of the road without any movement or had not had time to move, and said to Yang Zhao: "The police will be here soon, we have to avoid it first."

Yang Zhao nodded. They all have a legal firearm certificate and are for legitimate defense, and they did not kill anyone. At most, they recorded a confession, but Cheng Cheng and their identities are embarrassing, especially now that the two countries are sending each other. In the case of a lot of spies.

"Zhao!" Seeing how many people were all right, Ling Qingyu let go and shouted.

Turning around, smiling at Ling Qingyu, Yang Zhao said, "However, it's hard to use our boat to send you out now."

"It's okay, we also had our own way. Let's go first." Shen Chen beckoned to Shen Chen, who was pulling Fu Yan and coming out behind Yan San. After Cheng Cheng said, he took the two of them into the car quickly, without turning the head of the car. , Just drive away from the other end of the trail.

"Master, wait for me! Wait for me!" Saburo shouted all the way and chased him out. He was stunned when he saw the situation outside, swish close to Yan San, and instinctively took Su Mu's hand, and then long Exclaimed.

There was the roar of the car again on the other side of the trail. Zhao Yinfeng blocked Yan San behind him. Lu Yao pushed Su Hexiang and Cheng Jia back to the shop. The others also flashed in their bodies and found their own places. Concealed, the gun had been changed into its magazines during the action.

Saburo was also taken aback when he saw the car turning around the corner and exclaimed with joy: "Don't shoot, don't shoot! It's mine!"

The car slowly stopped at the messy place on the trail, the door opened, and a young man in his twenties got out of the car. He had a straight black suit and a gray coat over his shoulders. He was tall and handsome. Quite, watching Saburo's hard lips curled up with a slight smile.

But the smile only flashed, and then the man strode towards Saburo, and when Saburo's smile froze and turned his head to escape, he grabbed his collar and pressed him directly on his raised knee. , Crackled and slapped his **** flatly.

"Brother! Brother! Don't fight! A lot of people watch it!" the boy shouted.

Another man with a slender figure and a handsome face who got out of the car with the young man walked all the way and carefully looked at the people on the ground, then walked to Yang Zhao and the others who had received their guns, bowed and saluted:" Thank you for your life-saving grace to the young master."

Yang Zhao lightly smiled, before speaking, the man put down the teenager, walked in front of them, and stretched out his hand: "I am Fujiwara Kiyoshi. Thank you for saving my ineffective brother. If you have any requests, please feel free to say, we It must be done."

Although he didn't understand what the two said, and he knew that it was thanks to his attitude, Yang Zhao smiled and looked at Ling Qingyu. Only she and Su Hexiang knew Japanese.

Fujiwara Kiyoshi... Is that one Mitsurai? Ling Qingyu was shooting at the two men with gossip eyes. Yan San patted his **** before realizing that Yang Zhaona turned from questioning to helpless and funny eyes. He coughed and turned to Su Hexiang innocently. I'm sorry, she heard Fujiwara Kiyoshi's three words, so she just watched the people, and did not hear what he said afterwards.

With a pursed smile, Su Hexiang stepped forward and said, "Sorry, my friends don't understand Japanese. We didn't save your brother on purpose. We just shot them when they came up. We can only fight back, Mr. Don't care."

"Are you Chinese?" Guanglai asked with a slightly raised brow, daring to shoot so unscrupulously, but did not kill anyone. Judging from the scene, Ishida and the group shot them with weapons. Yes, the injuries they received were all in the knees and wrists, which were not life-threatening but could immediately lose mobility. The man who fell beside the car seemed to have shot in the chest, but it was from the thoracic diaphragm. Shooting in the past can make people lose their mobility immediately without killing people. Such precise marksmanship...

These people, I'm afraid they are not ordinary people...

"Our boat was damaged in this tsunami. We came to repair the boat. I heard that the ramen here is very good, so I came to try it." Su Hexiang pointed to the super yacht and laughed.

Fujiwara Kiyoshi and Mitsurai glanced at each other, and they immediately understood the reason for their fearlessness. These super-rich people all carry legal bodyguards. These legal bodyguards have international gun licenses, and they are legitimate defenses without killing...

This makes it much easier for them to deal with this matter, otherwise, they really don't know how to explain to the police, after all, they are now preparing to transfer to Baidao.

"Brother! I told you, I found my master!" Fujiwara Kiyoshi's heart was turning rapidly. If he owed such a rich man's favor, how could he pay it back, he heard Saburo scream happily and turned his head to look. I saw that my precious little brother was actually holding the arm of a man whose face was so stinky that he was holding a woman.

"Saburo, what are you doing!" The man's murderous aura made Fujiwara Kiyoshi's body tighten abruptly, exclaimed.

"Sister, Master, he ignores me!" Ignoring his brother's worry and nervousness, Saburo turned his head to look at Ling Qingyu with a big sweet smile when he saw that Yan San was ready to pick up his throwing motion.

This dead bear kid! Holding Ling Qingyu with one arm, Yan San kept moving, and directly picked up his collar and threw him at Fujiwara Kiyoshi, saying: "Don't shout!"

In the last life, there was no way to accept a bear kid like you as an apprentice, and now you have no memory of the past, and you are already a brand-new Saburo. Will I give you a chance to approach my woman?

Go dreaming!

When Yansan narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hands, Fujiwara Kiyoshi and Mitsurai's heart was stunned, and his hands moved slightly. As soon as he moved, Yanzo's hand had grabbed Saburo's collar like a lightning bolt. Throwing it back in his arms, that kind of action seemed cold and murderous, but it was just right, causing Saburo to fall into his arms.

This person does not have malicious intent towards his younger brother but has the intention of safeguarding.

Kiyoshi Fujiwara breathed a sigh of relief, and his hand came loose. Unexpectedly, Saburo bounced back from his arms like a rebounding projectile, flashing a pair of big eyes and said, "Master, don't you be so unfeeling!"

Yan San's figure flashed and said to Su Hexiang that we should return to the boat first, and ran away quickly after holding Ling Qingyu (a lot of people can't use light power).

Saburo chased after him without hesitation.

The remaining Fujiwara Kiyomitsu Rai and Yang Zhao stared at each other for a long time and were speechless.

"Cough cough, should we call the police or call an ambulance first?" Cheng Jia kindly reminded those people in black who were groaning on the ground.

"Yeah, we have to settle the bill!" Looking at the people on the ground, Fujiwara Kiyoshi no longer had a trace of warmth in his eyes.