Three years later, the red light district of Ainogang Prefecture, Japan

The full moon hangs high, the breeze blows, and a man with a short haircut, dressed in an inky blue striped kimono and stepping on clogs, swaggers along the cobblestone path, but the sound of tata clogs is drowned out by the occasional laughter of women and the teasing of drunken men.

The man's eyes narrowed, his expression a little smug, and the microphone in his ear was emitting another man's voice:

"Pheasant, I heard that Japanese women are delicious, don't fall into the soft fragrant nest today and can't get out!"

The man in the kimono still squinted his little eyes and said with a smug expression, "Tiehai, what time are you there?"

The man said, "At 6 p.m., they're going to eat!

The man in the kimono whispered, "I'm here too!" Let's see who finishes first?!"

The man smiled lightly and said, "A word is a certainty, a Bugatti will be lost!"

At this time, the conversation between the men was cut off, and a woman's voice was inserted, like a bright moon and a clear breeze, just listening to the voice made people look sober, and the woman said, "Tiehai, the time bomb is activated, the hostages are five hundred meters away from you, the coordinates have been sent, good luck!"

Two men laugh at the same time!

The woman in the distance seemed to have a chance to win, and said loudly, "Pheasant, Tiehai, the game begins!"

The pheasant turned into a two-story inn deep in the alley, and there were four women in kimonos in the porch, with thick juice, and when they saw the pheasant come in, they bowed ninety degrees and called sweetly, "Welcome!"

The pheasant smirked wickedly, turned left and right, and opened a paper door, in which lay a huge wooden barrel and some white towels, and a beautiful woman with her traditional hair, almost naked, knelt beside the barrel, dressed only in sheer tulle and a white satin scarf.

When the woman saw the pheasant coming in, she hurriedly got up with a smile, and said, "You have worked hard!", and she came over in quick steps, gently helped the man to remove his clothes, helped him into the barrel, and poured the warm spring water gently on his chest.

The man enjoyed himself and said, "It's comfortable! It's really comfortable! But I want to ask you, if Jiro Kameda came, did you serve like this?!"

When the woman heard this, the tenderness in her eyes disappeared at all, her eyes shone cold, and her two fingers shrank straight into the man's eyes. The man sneered, grabbed her outstretched wrist with his left hand, and hit her jaw with his right hand, only to hear a loud bang, and the woman was slammed out, smashing the paper door opposite.

The paper door broke, the pheasant walked out of the barrel naked, and another man appeared opposite him, covered in blue ink tattoos, a dragon and a tiger, with a black beard on his mouth, and he did not move at all, kneeling there with a katana in his hand, and did not look at the naked woman who was moaning in pain on the ground.

The pheasant swaggered and arrogantly came over and said, ", Kameda, you betrayed the organization, and you still want to stay here to make a girl?!

The black-bearded man's face was grim, and he didn't say a word, but he suddenly drew his knife and stabbed at the pheasant.

On the other side, the blood sun is slanting to the west, this is in a certain armed forces base camp in the Middle East, in the desolate desert of a continuous series of small yellow-colored houses, one after another, extremely quiet, but in a small open-air square of about 200 square meters surrounded by houses, there are hundreds of black men with various weapons in their hands are sitting at the table and making loud noise, because it is almost time for dinner.

There were four men in a small room, sitting by the window was a black fat man in a floral shirt, in his forties, with a large hand full of stone rings holding a thick cigar cigarette, interrogating a young man in a white robe with a black and white scarf on his head, this young man with a handsome face, looking out of the window calmly, his blue eyes were deep and bright, he would never look more than thirty years old, he was bound with his hands and feet, and sat alone on a broken wooden stool. Two large black men with submachine guns in their hands stood majestically on either side of him.

The cigar man looked fierce, and said fiercely: "My Royal Highness the Prince, you have such a noble status, I want your father to be $20 billion, right?!"

Say, 'Shall I cut off your left hand or your right hand first?'

The blue-eyed prince looked out the window, as if he couldn't see the fat man talking to him in front of him!

When the cigar man saw this, his heart seemed to be ravaged by this aristocratic temperament! He crushed the cigar in his hand and said to the two guards word by word: "Just cut off both of his hands for me!" Give it to his father!"

When the two guards received the order, they immediately drew their long knives from behind them, and put the prince's hands on the table to carry out the execution.

But at this moment, I heard the earth-shattering explosion outside, which shattered the entire adobe house and sprinkled a large cloud of ash.

The cigar man hurriedly looked out the window, it was his weapons and ammunition depot that exploded, he got up with a bang, he didn't want to listen to just two swishing sounds, and the two guards on the opposite side were shot in the middle of the eyebrows, and fell to the ground and died!

But what shocked him was even more behind, and a blast followed closely behind it, like thunder from the sky, slashed into the small square where he was eating, and in an instant the blood-red corpses were scattered everywhere in the sky! At the edge of the house, there seemed to be a few people looming under his nose like ghosts, and everywhere they went, they were sprayed with submachine guns in anger!

The cigar man quickly retracted his mind, and immediately wanted to slip away with his gun!

But a beam of infrared light was already focused on the center of his eyebrows!

At this time, a heroic man wearing a camouflage uniform and a black hood stood in front of him, holding a far-infrared aiming automatic rifle in his hand!

In an old inn in the red light district of Aizhigang, Japan, a pheasant is fighting fiercely with a man with a knife!

I saw that Kameda was sweating and panting, but he was still resisting stubbornly. He was like a trapped beast fighting, roared heavily, and then came with a cross-handed knife, but the pheasant became more and more courageous, neatly dodged to avoid the blade, stretched out his foot and kicked Kameda's lower abdomen, the opponent was kicked by the pheasant on the wall, as if the intestines were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in an instant, but the pheasant did not give him time to breathe, and his body followed the shadow, and there were four punches in his face, and Kameda was hit with blood all over his face, his eyes were black, and the long knife fell to the ground.

"Say, where is the USB flash drive?" asked the pheasant's eye!

"I won't tell you!" Kameda murmured in pain.

"Really?!" the pheasant smirked, stabbing Kameda in the thigh with his long knife in his hand, and blood splattered everywhere!

But Kameda still didn't say anything!

The pheasant burst into flames, staring at him and saying, "You want to die?!"

Kameda was already grim from pain at this time.

The pheasant stabbed him in the other thigh again!

Kameda is lying on the ground!

The pheasant stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar, looked at him fiercely, and said slowly, "You want to die?"

The pheasant paused for a moment before looking Kameda in the eye and saying, "Isn't it in your belly?!"

Hearing this, Kameda's eyes flashed with horror and despair, and he knew that he had completely failed after all!

"Pheasant,

Tie Hai was already on his way home by helicopter!

How are you?!" A woman's crisp voice sounded through the microphone built into the pheasant's ear.

The pheasant shook the blood from his hand, and a gleaming metal USB flash drive appeared in his palm. The pheasant looked disdainfully at the wall clock, which was five minutes late! He shook his head in annoyance, and said to the woman in the distance:

"To Lord Dongyue,

I've got it!"

After saying that, he dragged a clean white scarf and tied it around his waist, and a black Gurissay ghost sports car had already parked outside the door and was waiting for him.

A black shadow disappeared into the distance in the white moonlight, leaving only the frightened shouts of a few women behind him!

In the helicopter, a heroic and upright man took off his black hood, and the setting sun sprinkled the last residual blood on his face, he was the good brother of Meng Zihao, the man who walked out of the century-old treasure Zheng Xiaohai, and now one of the leaders of the Shadow Organization--- codename: Tiehai

And in the ghost sports car that runs all the way, the almost naked man is the chicken feathers that used to be, and now the pheasant of the shadows!

One of the two men is flying against the remnant sun, and the other is running against the bright moon, but they are deeply remembering the same person in their hearts, and one is painful when they think of it, but they can't -- Tian Tieshan!

Every time the task is completed, the two men will silently say a sentence in their hearts: Hey, brother, I'm back!