Nanako also disagrees with Zhang Yang's idea, she also thinks it is too dangerous.

"Officer Nanako. Zhang Yang chuckled: "More than 80 people can't kill me, a fire can't kill me, don't you still believe in my strength?"

"In addition, if I let him go, he will definitely not let me go, instead of passive defense, it is better to strike first, and I can save you police a lot of trouble by going myself!"

Nanako thought carefully about Zhang Yang's words, then sighed lightly and nodded: "Okay, you wait a minute, I'll send you the location where Okamoto's villa is located." ”

Nanako seemed to be worried about Zhang Yang on her lips, but her admiration for Zhang Yang in her heart was like a river with waves, endless.

There are still many differences between girls in island countries and domestic girls, they have lived in a society where straight men are prevalent for a long time, and the masculine and pure men are more marketable in the island country, while the small fresh meat that is popular in China can only be relegated to the second line.

After getting the position of Shinji Okamoto, Zhang Yang thanked Nanako, and then began to prepare to copy Okamoto's house and completely eliminate this guy.

Wang Ying and Zhu Lumaru were very worried about Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang looked confident, and the two of them could only secretly pray for Zhang Yang in their hearts, hoping that everything would go well.

……

The night passed.

Early the next morning, after placing Wang Ying and Pig Deer Pill, Zhang Yang set off to Okamoto Shinji's villa.

Because of the repeated failures of Okamoto to deal with Zhang Yang's actions, and the loss of nearly half of his manpower, Okamoto's heart was so angry that he didn't sleep well all night, and he couldn't suppress the fire in his heart even after several women in a row.

Just as Okamoto was thinking about what to do with the man from Huaxia, one of his men suddenly burst into his room.

"Mr. Okamoto, it's not good, that Huaxia man is attacking here!" his men knelt on the ground, their faces full of anxiety.

"What!" Okamoto sat up from the bed with a carp and kicked the woman next to him off the bed, "How many men did he bring?"

"He's the only one, but he's ......"

"Alone?" Okamoto suddenly became ecstatic: "Only one person dares to attack my home? Pass on my order, you must capture this Chinese man alive for me, I want him to experience what it means to be better off than dead!"

His subordinates' expressions were stunned at first, but seeing Okamoto's undoubted expression, he had to nod slowly, and then quickly retreated.

At the same time, outside Okamoto's villa.

Zhang Yang was like a bamboo, and he broke through the gate of Okamoto's villa without difficulty.

In the past we were called the sick man of East Asia, but not anymore!

The little island devil is not the opponent of the pure masters of Huaxia!

I have to say that the richer the person, the more afraid of death, Okamoto controls half of the wealth of Kosaka City, and there are many guards in the villa.

Almost every distance Zhang Yang advances, he encounters a man in a suit and sunglasses, brandishing a machete and rushing towards him.

However, this was only a slight delay in the publicity, and it did not stop him from moving forward.

Soon, Zhang Yang attacked the door of the villa.

Shinji Okamoto still thinks that Zhang Yang is only one person, and he has hundreds of heavily armed thugs under him, can't he deal with this mere person.

However, five minutes later, Okamoto asked about the battle again, only to find that Zhang Yang had already attacked outside the gate, which really made him feel trembling, could this Chinese man be possessed by the god of war, why can't anyone defeat him!

Zhang Yang stood outside the door of the villa and shouted at the inside of the villa.

"What is he talking about?" asked Okamoto quickly.

A man who knew Chinese listened quietly for a moment, and then his face turned pale.

"Tell me what he says!" Okamoto cried out as he grabbed his subordinate's shoulders and red-eyed.

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, then secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Okamoto, this Chinese man said that you are a turtle with a shrunken head, and also said that you have done so many bad things, and you will definitely not have a child in ......the future."

"Yaga!" Okamoto slapped this subordinate to the ground, and scolded angrily: "I, Okamoto, have been galloping in Osaka for decades, and I was humiliated by this kind of ant blocking the door of my house!"

"Kill him for me, I want you to kill him, do you hear!" Okamoto pulled out a hand* hanging on the wall, pointed at the subordinate who had been fanned down by him, and roared.

"Yes!" The subordinates were really frightened by Okamoto's anger, and hurriedly prepared their weapons and prepared to fight Zhang Yang to the death.

Meanwhile, Nanako was patrolling the street when she suddenly saw a group of tattooed men running past the street and rushed in the direction of Okamoto's house.

"Could it be that Zhang Yang acted so quickly?" Nanako's face twisted, hesitated for a moment, and then immediately followed the group of villas who recognized Okamoto.

Zhang Yang's throat was dry when he was scolding outside, and he wasn't sure if the people inside could understand it, so he simply stopped scolding him and prepared to rush in directly.

"Want to wait for reinforcements, I tell you, I won't give you this chance!"

Zhang Yang took a deep breath, then let out a loud shout, and rushed towards the gate quickly, flying up with a kick, and directly kicked the gate open.

Okamoto's men were about to open the door and rush out, but the gate was suddenly kicked open by Zhang Yang, and several people guarding the door were directly knocked away by the gate for several meters, and fell heavily to the ground, wailing.

The effect of this appearance is quite domineering, and it instantly calms down all the people in the room.

"You're Okamoto, right?" Zhang Yang glanced at the middle-aged man in front of him who was blocked by dozens of people, and couldn't help sneering: "You stand there obediently for me, and I'll clean you up!"

After that, Zhang Yang rushed forward directly, not intending to give them a chance to breathe at all.

"Give it to me, catch this Huaxia man, I will split him with my own hands, whoever can catch him, I will reward 10 million!"

People die for money, birds die for food, and as soon as there is money to encourage, the faces of all his subordinates suddenly become a lot firmer.

You're very strong, but if there are too many of us, I really don't believe that you can fight a hundred with one enemy like a Spartan warrior?

With this belief, a group of subordinates brandished machetes* in their hands and rushed towards Zhang Yang with shouts.

"Fall!"

"Foot cramps!"

"Slash the air!"

With his superb martial arts and the assistance of the system, more than 30 people were interrupted by Zhang Yang in a short time, and fell to the ground wailing.

Zhang Yang is as powerful as the god of war, and this 10 million is not enough to summon their courage.

The remaining dozen or so people held the *, trembling and surrounding Okamoto, at a loss.

Just when Zhang Yang was about to give them the final blow, suddenly there were many shouts behind him, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Okamoto's support that had arrived, and there were more than a hundred people.