"I'm Richard." The man clutched his head and shouted. "My dad is the chairman of the American Ruiying Group."

"The Eagle Group? Haven't heard of it. Yan Murong pouted and said. I don't care if you're a pig fork or a dog fork, anyway you've made another mistake. ”

"What's wrong?" Richard asked subconsciously.

"You shouldn't be fighting dad in front of me." Yan Murong said. "I hate you idiots who have no ability and like to fight for your father - tell me, since your family is rich, how good it is for you to stay at home honestly and raise your fat, and you have to eat, drink, and drink. Why don't you go out and find two black girls to go crazy for the night, why do you want to run to the island country? ――Why do you have to come to Tokyo Walking Street? Why don't you have to get along with me when you come to Tokyo Walk? - Did I recruit you or provoke you? ”

Yan Murong became more and more angry the more he spoke, picked up the plastic arm in his hand, and smashed it at Richard again.

For a moment, all that was left of the store was Richard's screams, except for the sound of plastic impacts.

"Don't fight, don't fight, it hurts." Richard rolled on the ground with his head covered, begging loudly for mercy.

"You know it hurts?" Yan Murong's hand kept moving, and he said while fighting. "I thought you weren't afraid of pain."

"It hurts, it hurts, please stop fighting, I was wrong."

"Know it's wrong?"

"I know it's wrong, don't fight, please don't fight."

"Still scolding me?"

"Don't scold, don't scold anymore."

"Apologies!"

"I'm sorry."

"Okay, read that you are a first-time offender, spare you once." Yan Murong threw away the deformed plastic arm, pulled Dong Wuyan to the bar, and left the scene after the three clerks passed the invoice with a panicked face.

This is not in Huaxia, Yan Murong will not poke here without scruples and wait for the police to come to the door, in that case, the trouble is not trivial.

Out of this store, Yan Murong pulled Dong Wuyan and ran to a large shopping mall, and then stopped.

"You-you're scared too?" Dong Wuyan panted, panting and laughing while panting.

"If you don't run, you can't do it." Yan Murong said helplessly. "We don't know each other well, and if we enter the bureau, it will be a big trouble -- I've heard that the police here are very unfriendly to the Chinese people, and with my violent temper, if I can't help but resist, it will be easy to cause international disputes. Oh, by the way, have you heard of the Swiss Eagle Group? ”

"Eagle Group?" Dong Wuyan finally panted for breath, thought about it, and said. "I seem to have heard of it, it should be a multinational trading company, headquartered in the United States."

"That's pretty big, isn't it?" Yan Murong was a little surprised. He didn't expect that he would repair a cheap guy casually, and it would be the young owner of a multinational group. But after thinking about it, I didn't take it seriously. He didn't know what his name was, and it wasn't in the United States, and when he returned to China, he couldn't find it. Even if you find it, what can you do? When he arrives in Huaxia, it is his own territory, what else can he set off?

"It's okay, I don't know, but I'm just a little impressed." Dong Wuyan shook his head and said suddenly. "Where's Mie Ozawa?"

"Huh? It is? Where did the woman go? After Dong Wuyan's reminder, Yan Murong also found that Mie Ozawa, who had been following them, was gone.

"I don't know, I just found out." Dong Wuyan shook his head and said.

"Forget it." Yan Murong thought about it, and the tree cave was mysterious. "Anyway, there's nothing to do with her, just go if you like to go."

"What about us?" Looking at Yan Murong, Dong said without a word.

"Don't tell me you want to keep shopping?" Yan Murong looked panicked, pointed to the cute T-shirt on his body and said. "Do you really want me to wear this to accompany you?"

"Hmm." Dong Wuyan nodded, with a rare look of a little daughter on his face, and his eyes looked at Yan Murong with expectation.

Yan Murong has always advertised himself as a good man who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade. When he saw Dong Wuyan's eyes full of anticipation, his heart was about to melt.

"Okay, I'll be with you for a day."

"Really?" Seeing that Yan Murong agreed, Dong Wuyan asked excitedly.

"Is this still fake?" Yan Murong smiled bitterly. "The old man said that JJ, a liar, will turn into enoki mushrooms, so I never lie."

"That's good." Dong Wuyan laughed happily, grabbed Yan Murong's arm, and showed a little girl's blush on his face.

"It's a miracle."

Looking at Dong Wuyan's state, Yan Murong sighed in her heart, this woman is really pitiful, although she is not God, but she occasionally makes a cameo to meet her requirements, presumably God and his old man will not mind, right?

"Husband, I want that." Dong Wuyan quickly entered the state, stretched out his finger coquettishly, pointed to a hydrogen balloon with Mickey Mouse painted on it, and said.

"Don't you, do you?" Yan Murong glanced at the stall selling balloons, and when he found that all the children standing in front of him were six or seven years old, he wanted to retreat.

"No, no, I want it." Dong Wuyan twisted his body unhappily.

"Buy, buy, buy, buy whatever you want." Yan Murong was shocked, goosebumps fell to the ground all over his body, and without saying a word, he pulled Dong Wuyan and walked over, bought a balloon under the strange eyes of a group of children, and then ran away.

"Husband, I want this."

After a while, Dong Wuyan began to be coquettish again, standing in the window of a cabinet that sold flannel toys, looking at the half-human-tall Winnie Bear inside and couldn't move.

"Buy." Yan Murong nodded without hesitation. In short, he is satisfied with whatever this woman wants to do today, even if he wants to have sex with him at the crossroads~ , he will not hesitate to cooperate to complete this Tokyo love story - as long as she is not coquettish, even if she wants the earth, Yan Murong will find a lever for her to pry up.

"Husband, you're so nice." Dong Wuyan, who was holding Winnie the Pooh in his arms and holding a hydrogen balloon in his hand, said to Yan Murong with a coquettish face.

"Of course I'm fine." Yan Murong laughed, seeing that many women were looking at the two of them with envy, he was also very excited in his heart, and waved his hand and said. "I'll be with you whatever you want today."

"That's good." Dong Wuyan gently grabbed Yan Murong's arm, with a happy look on his face.

It's just that even she doesn't know how long happiness like today can last?

Maybe after today, everything will be back to the way it was.