Early the next morning, the Grim Reaper Dance Bar was on the third floor.

Standing at the window, watching a motorcycle come from far and near, Locke's face was a little bitter - the plague god in the white tracksuit was back.

Last night, it was a critical moment for the black boxing match, and the VIPs were gathered, and he didn't dare to fight with this face-turner, so he almost responded to this plague god's request.

Under the persecution of this plague god, he not only explained the places where Clark and the others often haunted, but also made it clear when they haunted.

Fortunately, the place where these things were said was on the third floor, and the average member didn't come up at all. Otherwise, it is not good to betray the reputation of one's own people.

Originally, Locke was still holding a bit of luck, hoping that this search for those bastards was just to inquire about some news, but the news he got this morning shattered his illusions - there were four people, three dead and one missing.

As a result, early this morning, this bastard came again.

The Grim Reaper's Dance Bar, some people think of this place as a place for revelry, some people think of it as a cave of fornication, and some people think that this is a place where a bunch of bastards gather, but this plague god on horseback simply uses this place as a free supply point.

"Mr. Owinnet, you're back, did you have a good time last night?" No matter how much Locke slandered, but when they met, he was still polite and thoughtful, and he couldn't have been more polite.

"It's not bad, Los Angeles is an interesting place. "Yanagi Yuanhe casually threw the motorcycle, anyway, this is the Death Scythe Society's thing.

Last night, according to the message sent by Harada Kijina, he got the names of the murderers who injured Kobayashi Ju and Takagi Mikage, and forced out the places where these people often haunt and the photos of these people from the Scythe Society (fortunately, even the underworld is now managed by a database, otherwise it would be really difficult to find a photo).

It took a night to touch the melons one by one, and kill the four bastards one by one, and Liu Shengyuan felt that he was angry with his two sisters.

Yanagi Yuan and Ben thought that after solving this matter tonight, they would fly back to Japan directly, but from the mouth of the last murderer, Clark, they heard that there was actually an instigator behind this incident.

Yanagi Yuanhe thinks that he is still a particular person, and of course he has to finish his work, and it seems that he will have to delay in Los Angeles for two days.

"Arrange me a room and send someone to find out where this bastard Ted Chris is. Liu Shengyuan and Da grinning casually commanded, not thinking of himself as an outsider at all.

Although Sanbayashi Kai can be considered a behemoth in Japan, few people in Los Angeles buy it.

Harada Mujin's intelligence is just the news that he bought and collected from some local snakes, the so-called shrimp has shrimp road, as an underworld figure, in an international metropolis like Los Angeles, it is not difficult for Harada Muzhen to find some intelligence sources.

However, after all, this is not Tokyo, and the local underworld figures will fool him if they want to, so the authenticity and real-time nature of these messages are very problematic, and it is difficult to even keep them secret.

After all, if you spend money, it's not a big deal to deal with a few thugs, but it's not necessarily so convenient to deal with a rich kid like Ted Chris.

Therefore, after hearing Harada Kijin's concerns, Yanagi Yuanhe simply put pressure on the Death Scythe, after all, it is much more convenient for a snake like this to find a person than a foreigner like Harada Kijin.

Locke hesitated slightly, of course he couldn't find out the whereabouts of Ted Chris, but he couldn't give this plague god a feeling that 'the Death Scythe would be sent at will', otherwise, I don't know how much trouble there would be in the future? What's more, he also wanted to exchange a little benefit through this information.

The mixed underworld can't be weak, otherwise the Death Scythe will have been swallowed in one bite.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Owinnet, but I'm not the only one who has the final say on the Scythe Society, and I'll need to discuss this kind of thing with others. Locke said stiffly.

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Locke was not completely unconfident in saying this.

After the plague god left yesterday, Locke hurriedly discussed with several other bigwigs of the Scythe Society on the phone how to deal with it.

Although everyone thinks that what Locke said is that the other party took the bullet with his hand is still a bit fantastical, but since the door of the bar was smashed and the floor seemed to have been blown up by a bomb, there are these photos as evidence, plus some blurred footage on the surveillance, no one completely denies it.

And the best result that everyone discussed was to find a way to recommend this Mr. Owinette to participate in the indiscriminate fighting tournament.

(The Scythe of Death's own black fist booth is too small to accommodate the great god.) And if this great god participates in an indiscriminate fighting tournament, the information they have in advance alone is enough for them to place bets and legally earn a large amount of money. This money is much cleaner than their selling of soft drugs, controlling the sale of **, and opening an underground black fist, which is money that can be used directly!)

As for letting this great god work for them? Although everyone is mixed with the underworld, it doesn't mean that there is a hole in the brain, at least in the Death Scythe Society, no one thinks that they can control a great god who catches bullets with his bare hands.

As for today, why is Locke in charge of the negotiations, firstly, Locke is already familiar with this face, and secondly, this kind of dangerous thing, among several leaders, has always been in charge of Locke, and the Spear of Inspiration is famous for its ability to avoid evil, and has helped everyone avoid huge risks several times.

Otherwise, why did Locke later join the Death Scythe Society and become one of the leaders? This is Citi, a place that pays attention to real money, and it is not enough to rely on a little old friendship.

It's not last night, but there are a lot of dignitaries from all walks of life, and many of them are people that the Death Scythe Society can't afford to mess with, and if something happens to those people here, the Death Scythe Society will be in big trouble.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of this plague god, the Scythe Society would not have been prepared to deal with it at all, and there was no choice but to let it be slaughtered for a while, as long as it didn't cause trouble, it would be better than anything else.

But now, after these few hours of scheduling, there are five gunners equipped with infrared glasses on each side of the room on the left and right sides of the room where Locke received the plague god, and in the two adjacent rooms.

As long as Locke sends a signal, they don't even need to rush in through the door, directly in the next room, from behind the wall through the infrared field of sight to shoot, the bullet can pass through the wall and shoot the person directly, almost foolproof.

You must know that these gunmen used M16A2 rifles, military firearms obtained through illegal channels, with a caliber of 5.56×45mm, an effective range of 600 m, and a muzzle velocity of 945 m/s.

Yesterday's pistol used by Locke was GLOCK 18, caliber 9x19mm, bullet muzzle velocity is only 375m/s, effective range of 30 meters, and M16A2 rifles, the power of the two is simply far apart.

You must know that in terms of the power of the M16A2 rifle, even the best body armor in the world cannot withstand the direct fire of the M16A2 within fifty meters, not to mention that this plague god has a thin set of sportswear, where is there any body armor?

This plague god can catch pistol bullets with his hands, can he still catch M16A2 rifle bullets?

However, even with such thorough preparations, Locke still didn't want to turn his face directly.

After all, a person who can directly catch a pistol bullet with his hand, Locke never even thought that there would be such a person in the world.

This martial arts cultivation is simply terrifying, completely beyond the scope of Locke's imagination, who knows what hole cards a master of this level has? Anyway, Locke feels that even if he can really kill this terrible master here, he will probably have to be buried with him.

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"Oh, what else needs to be discussed about such a trivial matter, I want to get accurate information by seven o'clock tonight at the latest. "Blake Owenette (Motokazu Yanagi) spoke in a tone that was almost like a servant of his own house.

"Mr. Owinnett, this matter is not so simple, we are just a small group of motorcycle lovers, in Los Angeles, there are many people we can't afford to mess with, and we also have our own troubles!"

As soon as he said this, Locke's superhuman spiritual consciousness suddenly felt that the plague god standing in front of him had a earth-shaking change in his breath.

But Locke's psychic sense is frantically sounding the alarm!

Locke felt that what stood in front of him was not a person, but a bottomless abyss.

Just standing there made Locke feel like he was standing on the edge of a cliff and couldn't help but want to jump.

Although in front of him, this Mr. Owinette still maintains a gentle smile on his face!

"Oh, it seems like you're having a hard time? is it because of them?" said Owinette with a smile.

The next moment, Blake Owinnet's figure seemed to be pulled by an invisible rope, and Huo Ran flew back.

With a 'boom', the solid masonry wall shattered behind it, and in a cloud of smoke, Blake Owinette faced Locke and backwards into the next room on the left.

The whole process was unexpected, Locke didn't even have time to say a 'no', he saw this Orwinette facing him, and even the smile on his face did not change in the slightest, and the whole person suddenly shrank and disappeared without warning.

Even for the first time, Locke thought that the other party was really like in a fairy tale, and the whole person had become smaller.

And the wall didn't even have the qualifications to let Yanagi and stop for a moment, as if he had passed through a cloud of smoke, and entered the next room backwards without hindrance.

There are five gunmen in the room on the left, two of them with blackout scanners on their faces pointing their guns against the wall, and three others scattered around the room, muzzles pointing downwards in their hands, making alert gestures.

It happened so suddenly that even the infrared shooter who had been raising his gun and aiming it at the next door didn't have time to react, let alone the other three gunmen who were in charge of guarding. One of the gunmen, wearing infrared glasses, instinctively pulled the trigger when a gravel struck him in the forehead.

"————No," it was only then that Locke shouted his first voice, firstly to stop his men from firing before things could get out of hand, and secondly, to prevent the Mr. Ovenet from going on a killing spree.

To be honest, he wasn't at all optimistic about his five men next door.

"To ————?" just shouted a 'no' word, the second 'want' word was still swirling in his throat, the area of smoke and dust that had been shattered by the wall was still expanding outward, and a black shadow had already shot out of the smoke and dust, brushing Locke's side.

"Boom-" The wall on the right side of the room cracked like powder.

"By the way, what did you just say?" The next moment, out of the dust mist on the right side came Mr. Blake Owinnet.

Apparently he came out of a cloud of flying smoke, but Blake Owinnet's white tracksuit was still spotless.

The only change is that the white sneakers under Mr. Blake Owinnet's feet have been torn apart, the upper half of the upper part hangs from the ankle, and the entire lower part of the shoe has disappeared, a pair of dust-free, clean soles, stepping on the carpet.

"Ahem——, I mean, we'll send someone to inquire about Ted Chris's news right away, and we promise to find him within five hours!" Locke replied as quickly as he could.

"Oh, well, then I'll wait for your good news. By the way, you must do a good job of security defense in the future, and don't let people get in again. Is my room ready now?"

Blake Owinette walked out of the door and turned back and ordered, "Get me another pair of sneakers, I'm wearing a size forty-three." ”

"The room is ready, I'll take you there, you take a rest first, and the shoes will be delivered immediately." I'll send you the news of Ted Chris as soon as it arrives. By the way, what do you like to eat early? What do you think of the veal steak, our veal steak here is quite famous in Los Angeles?"

Locke nodded and followed behind, speaking of which, this humble move was just learned from the three Japanese yesterday.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter what I eat, I have to hurry up. Owinette walked barefoot with ease, and nothing seemed to have happened except that the shoes under her feet were gone.

"Your will!"

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After finally settling the plague god, Locke returned to the room where two large holes had been cut in the wall.

"Locke, didn't you tell that Mr. Owinette how lucrative it is to participate in indiscriminate fighting? Wow, such a great warrior can definitely win the championship!"

In this room just now, in fact, Locke was not alone in the negotiation, and through the cameras arranged in the room, the six leaders of the entire Death Scythe Society were watching the live broadcast!

After all, Locke described this person too exaggerated last night, who wouldn't want to see for themselves what Superman really looks like?

"Fuck you, Lao Tzu almost died, how can I have time to say this, are the brothers still alive?"

"It's okay, it's okay, otherwise where would we be in the mood to whistle?"

"By the way, how are they?"

"Luckily, they've just been knocked unconscious, it's all been confirmed, everyone is fine. ”

"Whew——, where the is this monster coming out! Are you really sure he smashes his body through the wall?

"Nonsense, right in front of my eyes, there are a total of ten people in the room on both sides, adding up to no more than five seconds, everyone is knocked unconscious, no one is dead, this kind of monster, as long as he is willing not to blame us for kidnapping Kobayashi Xiongguang, I think we will do whatever he says. ”

"By the way, last night Sterling drove him back, saying that he heard their conversation at the airport, this Ovenette master was because of the competition, lost a move by a person named Yanagi Yuanhe, and had to agree to him on a condition to come to us to save people, we should go and find out who this Yanagi Yuanhe is, can actually win this monster move?"