"Wha-"

When the knife was collected, Tong Jianjun let out a burst of Peking Opera-style laughter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

With his laughter, the guns in the hands of the six men in black suits were broken into several knots and turned into useless scrap metal. And the clothes that looked complete on their bodies had actually been cut by a thousand knives, and they were shaken by Tong Jianjun's laughter, and turned into strips of cloth and shattered.

"Save ......" As soon as the bald head made a cry for help, he felt a familiar pain in the back of his head, and his consciousness fell into darkness in the next moment.

The sound insulation of the box is very good, and the bald heads closed the door before they came in, even if there is a sound of gunfire inside, it cannot be detected by the outside.

The most important thing is that the juncture seems to trust the gun in his hand too much, and he also warns the staff of 'Rulong' not to come in while they are doing something, even if they hear any movement, they must act as if nothing happened.

In Tong Jianjun's words, you are killing yourself!

The built-in equipment of the box is good, and the sofas are all leather, which is quite sturdy. Tong Jianjun cut it into a belt, tied these guys together like loading goods, lifted it up and tried it, the quality was really good, and it could withstand the weight of these guys.

One side of this private room is made of glass, so you can clearly see the night view from the outside, but you can't see what is going on inside from the outside.

Tong Jianjun swept it casually, broke a large piece of glass, and then lifted the six guys. He thought about it, wrapped a few bottles of wine in the sofa leather and jumped out of the hole.

Because of the order given before the moment, the few younger brothers guarding the door waited for an hour, but they didn't see the bald head and others coming out of it. Only then did he muster up the courage, picked out one of the backers, and pushed the door open.

However, the box was already empty, and there was no one except for the shards of glass on the ground. Could it be that big brother they were thrown down?!

The younger brothers immediately moved and ran downstairs to check the situation, but they did not gain the slightest, except for some broken glass, there was not even a trace of people passing by.

……

"Ahh

Miyagawa Yuto was the first to wake up, probably because he was bald and had no hair to block him, and the wind blew on his brain, which was particularly frozen. The rest of the people also woke up later, although they didn't fight every day after becoming a cadre, but the foundation of the early years is still there, and their physical fitness is still quite good.

But when they wake up, they realize that this is the beginning of a nightmare. The weather in November is not particularly cold, but it is still unbearable to wear only a pair of underwear at night.

What's more, they are not inside a house now, but on the top of the Tokyo Tower, which is more than 300 meters high.

The cold wind in the sky at night blew a little cold for all six people, but because they were tied together, the six people who were clinging to each other could still hold on for a while.

"Yo, awake?"

The bald head looked at the sound, and saw Tong Jianjun printed with moonlight, holding a bottle of foreign wine in one hand, pouring it into his mouth, and the other hand was holding the Qinglong Yanyue knife, and the slender handle was tied to a rope made of a not very thick belt, and down the rope was the bald head and others who were hanging.

Because after waking up, I moved a little, and the ropes tied to several people and made a squeaky friction sound, which made people feel creepy.

Falling from such a high place, there is absolutely no way to survive. The leather rope that is not too thick is the lifeline of yourself and others.

"You, what do you want?" asked the bald head, swallowing his saliva, trembling. The spirit of hard work that was not afraid of death in the early years has long been smoothed out by the comfortable life in recent years, and it has become extremely life-saving.

"Assi, I forgot to find a translator. Tong Jianjun put down the wine bottle, took out his mobile phone with that hand, opened a translation software, and turned on its literal speech translation function, "Technology changes fate, do you say yes, if this software can translate what you say, you will be of little use to me." ”

"You, what do you want to do?" Through the mechanical voice from the mobile phone, the bald head could barely understand what Tong Jianjun said.

That's a good question. Tong Jianjun put his mobile phone in his jacket pocket, picked up the wine bottle again, and took a few sips, "This wine is good, do you want to have some?"

"No, no. The bald head shook his head, but the rope he brought shook, and several other people immediately scolded, so frightened that the bald head immediately stopped his movements.

"Tsk, actually, I'm taking you to see the scenery. Tong Jianjun wiped the wine from his mouth, "Although Tokyo Tower is no longer the tallest building in Tokyo, you must not have seen the view from its top." After all, tourists can only visit the sightseeing floor, and this kind of place will definitely not let ordinary people come. ”

You're insane! The bald head scolded in his heart, who would be disgusted to come to such a place to see the scenery!

"What, don't like it?" Tong Jianjun shook the Qinglong Glaive, and the six people who were hanging suddenly trembled, and the Grim Reaper seemed to be blowing in their ears.

"I like it, I like it!" several people suddenly shouted involuntarily.

"Then enjoy this last view for a while. Tong Jianjun said with a smile and poured a few more sips of wine into his mouth. This bottle was soon gone, Tong Jianjun was about to throw it away, but he inserted it back into the leather bag around his waist, "By the way, you can't throw garbage anywhere, right?" ”

"How can you let us go?" After being mixed up for so long, the bald head also knew that Tong Jianjun must have something to ask himself and others, otherwise he would be able to slaughter himself in 'Rulong'.

Thinking of the knife technique that can cut through bullets, and the ability to leave 'like a dragon' comfortably and climb to the top of Tokyo Tower with himself and others, the most important thing is how he conjured up such a long Daguan knife! The bald head can no longer have the slightest idea of confrontation at this moment.

"It's very simple, I ask, you answer, I'm satisfied, so naturally I'll let you go. Tong Jianjun smiled kindly, as if he was facing a deserted student, as long as he could answer the question, he could sit down.

"May I ask!" Although I don't know if Tong Jianjun will do it, but now that his life hangs in his hands, he can only do it.

"Who sent you to the hospital to find that woman?" Tong Jianjun burped, but didn't care, and took out another bottle from the leather bag containing the wine bottle, and after pinching the stopper with his fingers, he continued to pour it into his mouth.

Can you stop drinking! Fall down from this place drunk, we all have to have fun! The bald head and the others shouted in their hearts, but they didn't dare to touch Tong Jianjun's moldy head, so they could only be silently frightened.

"Who is it?" Tong Jianjun narrowed his eyes and asked again.

"It's a foreigner, he said he wanted to taste the real shrine maiden, and paid a lot of money for us to kidnap one and come back!" said the man with glasses, his eyes rolling. You can't tell the matter of the team leader's nephew, otherwise the team leader will find out, and he and the others will definitely be worse than dead.

"Don't talk nonsense, you should be acting in a small movie. "Even if he didn't use Yu's lie detection ability, Tong Jianjun knew that this guy was talking nonsense.

With a pick of his right hand, the leather rope tied to the six people left the handle of the knife directly, and the six people also flew up, and then fell down.

"Ahhh

The six big men suddenly let out a scream like a little girl, closed their eyes, and the scene of family and usual pleasure appeared in front of several people.

But the imaginary contact with the ground did not come, and several people only felt that the downward trend was paused, and it seemed to be pulled.

Opening his eyes, Tong Jianjun's demonic smiling face appeared in front of him, "Now, can you tell me who really commands you?"