Rise of the Wasteland

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It was dark and dusk, and sin was rampant.

More than thirty heavy-duty motorcycles were flying at high speed on the night streets, and the rumbling sound of the exhaust pipe was deafening, and the riders on the motorcycles were all terrible. When people saw it on the street, they quickly returned, and no one dared to look straight.

The office was angered by Kitakawajo. He led the team in person and pulled out all the backbone of his team just to get back the fame and prestige of the Xintian team. Being a Yakuza will be fierce and overbearing, scaring people. If you ca n’t fight back, what's the difference with Yuyu?

The aggressive team rushed to the street outside Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, and more than thirty heavy-duty motorcycles lined up on the road LU. The houses on both sides of the street originally had a few scattered lights on, but you could hear the throbbing movement, and all the lights went out.

In the Kikudi restaurant opposite the Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, the Kikufu husbands had already turned off the lights to rest, but they heard the sound of the outside and they got up again. Mr. Judi glanced out through the window, and suddenly he was trembling. I saw more than thirty motorcycles lined up uniformly under the LU light.

Both Mr. Kikuchi and his wife narrowed their necks and exclaimed, "The runaways, the runaways of the Xintian Formation. These Yakuza people have arrived, and the Hashimoto family is really in trouble this time."

"Shall we call the police?"

"There was no alarm at this time. The police might not come."

"What if someone in the Xintian group goes the wrong way?"

"I'll go and block the doors and windows at once."

Near the Hashimoto's sushi restaurant, more than a dozen and twenty neighbors have a heart SI with Judi's. Everyone turned off the lights, blocked the doors and windows, and then looked out through the various gaps. Although some people called the police, there was no hope that the police could come.

With a serious face and a beard, Kitakawajo took off his motorcycle helmet, and immediately his men bent forward and took it lightly. He twitched his neck again, loosening the ribbon attached to it, and fluttered in the wind, and he also grasped it gently on a tray.

When Kitagawa Tetsuji lifted the ground, the more than thirty men who followed him got out of the car neatly. There was also a box bowed down and handed over a box, a box of sunglasses inside.

Putting on the sunglasses, Kitagawa Jojo added a bit of gloom and obscurity. He looked up at the dark and empty space, and said in a deep voice: "Clear the surroundings, and we can't be disturbed when we do business."

"Hi!" The competent officer nodded quickly, and under the wave of hand, more than ten people ran around and spread out, each holding a weapon to prevent anyone from approaching. They exist only to express a meaning SI: The people of the Xintian group have come, and everyone is back!

And Beichuan Tiaoyin waved his face again and spit out a half sentence ‘Go, go and get that little one back, no one can insult our reputation of the Xintian team without being punished. No matter what she did, she couldn't escape our control. ’

So there are four or five leaders leading the LU in front, each **** man strides forward. And Kitagawa Takiji walked to keep up, and then there were more than ten or twenty people stepping on the footsteps of the cricket, followed closely.

"Gloomy, horror, thriller, and that's what it feels like. I'd like to praise this black boss!" In the alley of Hashimoto's house, Zhou Qingfeng was shouting. In front of him was a video camera drone that had just swaggered the Xintian team across the market and filmed the scene of getting out of the car.

At this moment Li Xiang was squatting beside Zhou Qingfeng, holding a digital camera in her hand. But she was always buzzing, her teeth rattling. Relative to Zhou Qingfeng's joy, she was brave and intelligent but panicked like a quail.

"Actually, I think Mr. Hashimoto's idea is better. Let's hide first! There are too many people in the Xintian group, and the police will not show up for half an hour." Li Xiang deeply regretted herself at this moment, herself Why follow the apparently abnormal man in front of him, and promise to help him or something.

"Hey! Come on, are you a bit professional? Can you tell me that you haven't filmed the series of actions that Beichuan just got off the bus? This is a performance by Yakuza's boss. I ordered you to take a close-up." Zhou Qingfeng was like nothing, but began to blame.

However, Li Xiang was crying. "I was scared because I took a close-up. Those guys feel terrible!"

"It's terrible, it's not terrible. What we want is realism. Remember, we must take a picture of Nana and Kitakawajo's confrontation later." Zhou Qingfeng felt that everything was perfect, and he patted it again. Hashimoto Mana on the other side found that the poor girl was fainted during such a conversation.

"Nana, Nana, this is not the time to faint. All the LU actors are ready, you protagonist must play!" Zhou Qingfeng did not expect that Nana would faint, and he was in a hurry again. It was a face slap, and it was hard to wake the child up.

As a result, Hashimoto Mana cried when he woke up. "Wow, Uni sauce, they want to go home, they don't want to be here, they are so scared."

Suddenly, a black and mournful cry sounded in the black people, and the people around them were all in tears ~ www.readwn.com ~ Praying for help from the gods, and scolding Yakuza for domineering, but no one came out to justice.

But it wasn't just the people around them who were scared, but the people like Kitakawajo who marched in line were also stunned. Twenty-three Yakuza's hands have already reached the door of the sushi restaurant, waiting for the boss to break in, and heard a cry coming from behind a trash can a few meters away from the sushi restaurant. Scary, okay?

"Baga, who's where?" Kitagawa Tatsuma scolded angrily.

"Card!" Zhou Qingfeng had to shout and ran out from behind the trash bin to Yakuza No. 20 and said, "Hello everyone, I'm the director tonight. We're filming the Xintian group who is doing evil. To run rampant and bully the weak and lead to the complete collapse of the social order. In order to maintain justice and maintain their homeland, beautiful taxis came to the call of fate to eradicate evil.

As things stand now, everyone is cooperating very well. It's just that we have a little trouble here, the protagonist is crying because of your high-quality performance. But give me some time, and we will continue shooting right away. "

Looking at someone serious talking nonsense, more than 20 people in the Xintian group seemed to see amusement. The scene of the original scene suddenly disappeared suddenly, replaced by an atmosphere of fun and amusement of Teletubbies.

Judi and his wife would probe their brains outside the window of their second home, and they could hear the movement clearly outside. Mrs. Judi asked Mr. Judi, "What the **** is going on outside? Why did you suddenly change v?"

Mr. Judi was also in doubt, "I don't know, when did you hear that Yakuza changed his career ?!" (.)

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