Zhang Yang didn't talk to him anymore, but put on gloves, under his nose, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in his room, pretending as if he was looking for something else, and at the end, with a blank face, with what he found, well, there was also a bag that should be out of print island romance action movie.

And then left.

As soon as Zhang Yang left, Iwai Uejima immediately sat on the ground and collapsed into a ball, it's over, it's over, will Yoshikawa kill himself?

I can't stay in this place anymore.

He frantically got up from the ground, and then began to count what he had been taken away by Zhang Yang.

With a laptop, his notebook, two mobile phones, and even a Bible, he seemed to be interested in paper things.

And these things happen to be used by a lot of people when contacting those people, so what this means is already very clear, this Haneda Hikaru is clearly the vanguard, and destroys the evidence as early as possible.

So next, is it time to extinguish the mouth?

Zhang Yang walked out of Iwai's room on the island and began to edit the text message casually: "Don't talk nonsense, you also know my situation now, I have a lot of things in your hands, if I don't want to affect you, I will send a billion to my account... Otherwise, a person who is ready to die can do anything. ”

Then it was sent to Yoshikawa Toshino.

Then he made up a text message and sent it to Matsudagawa Dairo: "Where? If you are in a hurry, it is inconvenient to answer the phone, so remember to delete the message after receiving it. ”

Downstairs, Watanabe Heng and Uejima Iwai's subordinates all looked at Zhang Yang with a hint of horror.

"Mr. Ueshima is tired, he needs to take a rest, don't bother him." Zhang Yang said lightly.

"What did you do to Mr. Uejima?" The guards stared at Zhang Yang with frightened expressions, but no one dared to approach him when they thought of his skills.

"If you're worried, you might as well check it out for yourself." Zhang Yang said with a faint smile.

When he got downstairs, he called Watanabe Heng over again: "Watanabe-kun, take care of that guy, especially at night, don't let him escape." ”

"Did the Haneda police know something?" Watanabe asked with a hint of respect, as he heard a hint in his flamboyant tone.

"Just guessing." Zhang Yang frowned and said, "This guy has too much inside story involved, he is suspicious, maybe he escaped overnight... In short, be careful. ”

"So should I ask for help?" Watanabe Heng's face couldn't help but change.

"Just guessing... Not so sure. Zhang Yang stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, "The most important thing is to protect yourself, there are some things that people of our level can not decide." ”

"Thanks for the reminder!" When Watanabe Heng heard this, he couldn't help but have a look of gratitude on his face, there is a shady curtain behind this.

Then, in Watanabe Heng's admiration and complicated eyes, Zhang Yang drove the car and quietly left.

Not long after I opened it, I received a text message from Matsudagawa Dairo: "Shinjuku... Kabukicho... What is this going to do? ”

Shinjuku Kabukicho? It's not far away, Zhang Yang looked at the text message, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help showing a sneer, just sent one by chance, I didn't think that the blind cat met a dead mouse, Matsudagawa Dalang actually replied, this is your own death.

"The [Indian Oil] you gave last time was very effective, but it's suffocated for the past few days... Can you get me some more? Zhang Yang replied to him.

The so-called Indian oil is the aphrodisiac that Kiyoyo Miko secretly fed to Zhang Yang, and it was given to Uejima Iwai by Matsudagawa Dairo, but Kiyoyo Miko took it and poured it on herself.

There was no response for a long time, and after five or six minutes, I quickly got a reply from him on my phone: "Hehe, I'm at the skro store, and the ancestors have arrived to notify me... As I said, that thing is very useful for women, which beauty is the ancestor going to attack this time? Is Kaoru Sakurai out of a chance? ”

Useful for women? So this is a fan of women, right? Zhang Yang thundered for a while, no wonder he fell into a coma after eating...

And looking at the target of this guy, it turned out to be Kaoru Sakurai? Could it be that Iwai Uejima and Matsudagawa still want to get involved with Kaoru Sakurai?

Damn, Zhang Yang's fists couldn't help but tighten slightly, these two guys can't stay in the world.

Soon, he rushed to Shinjuku Kabukicho.

Shinjuku Kabukicho, this piece of projectile land, is the largest in Asia, which is densely covered with more than 5,000 hotels, chat shops, blind date shops, hotels, pachinko casinos, custom shops and other various shops, which are full of gangsters, it is said that there are more than 70 gangs of all sizes and thousands of gangsters.

Among them, Sumiyoshi will be the largest in it, and at the same time, there are also many gangs composed of Chinese nationalities, such as Nanqing, Qingtian, etc., and there are also gangs from ** and Han Liren.

This land of projectiles is one of the highest places in the Chrysanthemum Country.

Zhang Yang used the navigation device and quickly found the store of SKRO, and found that this is a **club, which should be regarded as a relatively high-end one.

At this time, it was already early twelve o'clock in the evening, but the place was still brightly lit, and from time to time you could see scantily clad bewitching women standing in front of the store to solicit customers.

There are also quite a few strangely dressed ruffian-like thugs who are tattooed all over their bodies, or have all kinds of nose rings and earrings dangling around.

At this point, it's indeed time for these people to start coming out and messing around.

Zhang Yang found a place, parked the car, and then got out of the car and walked, at this time he was wearing a mask, and a thin vertical collar jacket, a gray shirt inside, black cowboys with combat boots under his feet, and a pair of gloves on his hands.

Luckily, except for a few drunk guys who whistled at him, no one came to trouble him.

When he arrived at the door of the ** club, Zhang Yang looked around, and after avoiding the surveillance cameras that might have stored Zài, he sent a text message to Matsudagawa Dairo.

"It's here! at the door. ”

This ** club seems to be membership-based, and when Zhang Yang stood at the door, he found that two clerks in black uniforms stood at the door to check on the people who went in and asked them to show their membership cards.

Zhang Yang waited for a while, and a strong man with dyed red hair, wearing a yellow shirt, about 1.8 meters tall, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, walked out with a cigarette in his mouth.

After coming out, he looked around the door, his eyes fell on Zhang Yang, and then moved away, and under the flashing neon lights, the suspicious look on his face was faintly visible.

Then, he pulled out his phone and appeared to be dialing the number.

Zhang Yang has already set Uejima Iwai's mobile phone to vibrate mode, so he is not afraid that if he receives a call, there will be a ringtone.

Sure enough, as soon as the guy dialed the number, the mobile phone in Zhang Yang's pocket vibrate.

In other words, this guy is Matsudagawa Dairo, and in the information obtained before, Matsudagawa Dairo's hair is not dyed, and he is fatter than the guy in front of him.

But now that I looked closely, I found that he was Matsudagawa Dairo, his target.

Zhang Yang remained silent, walked up, and glanced at him.

Matsudagawa Daro obviously felt the hostility in Zhang Yang's eyes, then held the phone, glanced at Zhang Yang, and sneered: "**Pig? ”

I didn't expect him to be able to see that he was a Chinese? And he even scolded when he opened his mouth.

Zhang Yang didn't talk nonsense with him, and deliberately scolded him back in Osaka dialect first: "You a**!" ”

One step up, a punch smashed directly into his stomach.

Matsudagawa Dairo immediately bent down in pain while holding his stomach, and the mobile phone in his hand was also snatched away by Zhang Yang.

"Yaga... What are you doing? Matsudagawa Dairo's stomach was like an intestinal twist, and his internal organs were so painful that he was almost speechless because of the punch.

But soon, Zhang Yang's second punch followed, directly towards his cheeks.

"Poof!" Matsudagawa Dairo was immediately knocked out with a punch and fell to the ground sideways.

Two people in black uniforms at the entrance of the store looked surprised and hurried over.

"Boy, this is our territory." As soon as the two of them wanted to make a move, they immediately saw the muzzle of a black hole, and the two of them immediately gasped and hurriedly retreated, probably to find a rescuer.

"Yaga, who are you?" Matsudagawa covered his cheeks and slowly got up again, by this time his mouth was full of blood, he was still fierce, but then he found that he was being held to a gun in his chin and throat.

The cold muzzle of the gun instantly wiped out his ferocious momentum.

His body couldn't help but tremble: "Do you know... Who am I, I am..."

"Do you still remember the girl from Huaxia who you ** back then? Today is the time for you to pay for your sins with death. Zhang Yang stared at him coldly, reached out and grabbed his ear, and twisted it desperately.

"Ahh

Then he kicked down, Matsudagawa got up, wanted to escape, Zhang Yang aimed at him **, and fired a shot.

He lost his balance and immediately fell to the ground, but when he tried to get up again and wanted to escape, Zhang Yang shot him in the back again, and Matsudagawa Dairo suddenly lay down weakly.

Zhang Yang walked over, walked past him, turned around, and fired two more shots in the head.

After watching his head fly out of a puddle of blood, Zhang Yang put the gun back in his pocket, and quickly disappeared into the alley on the side as if no one was there.

And it wasn't until this moment that the people on the side of the road reacted, but what was unexpected was that their faces were more indifferent, and no one even called the police.

Back in the car, Zhang Yang took off his gloves and started the car with a normal face.

Except for the two gangsters at the door, who might have seen his eyes, nothing else will be left.

Matsudagawa Dairo was killed so easily, but this was just the beginning.

The cub of the Peng family, it will be your turn soon, Zhang Yang stretched out his index finger across his nose, with a faint smell of blood, stepped on the accelerator, and the black crown galloped away, disappearing into the thick night.