Retracting the gaze left on the technician, Jiang Xijun looked sideways at the people who were getting into the car, his eyes were misty.

On this trip, how many people will be injured, and whether Kim Taeyeon can be saved, Kang Seok-jun does not know.

Time is pressing, there is no extra minute and a second left for him to sigh, after waiting for Qiu Chengxun's group of people to get on the car, Jiang Xijun also boarded the Mercedes-Benz G5OO at the beginning with the technician.

There was a violent roar, the sound was still in place, but the Mercedes-Benz G5OO with superior performance had appeared at the end of the street like an arrow from the string.

Sitting in the passenger seat, Jiang Xijun looked sideways at the scene of flying backwards outside the window, and his brows furrowed again. Because, there was a phone call, and now he can't get through anymore.

"Drive faster." The irritability multiplied more and more in the bottom of his heart, and Jiang Xijun's palms began to sweat.

The technician in charge of driving nodded, and the force under his feet gradually increased. At this time, a text message entered Jiang Xijun's field of vision.

This text message is short, but it contains a lot of information. The first sentence: The Tokyo Garrison Agency recently organized an operation to carry out an unprecedented attack on the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi in the jurisdiction, and two core members were arrested.

The second sentence: It was their nemesis, Sumiyoshikai, who intercepted the Yamaguchi-gumi halfway. The cold man in the lead, the regional governor of Shibuya Ward, Tokyo, the head of the executive department, and the son of the seventh generation, is only 25 years old.

In just two sentences, it is like two slender but strong chains, stringing all the clues into a thread. The black clouds floating above the entire hijacking incident dispersed at once. After reading this message, Jiang Xijun put the phone back in his pocket. At the same time, he pulled out a pack of tissues from his pocket. Slowly wipe the sweat from the palms of your hands.

At the beginning, the reason for Yamaguchi's attack on Girls' Generation was clear. They should be trying to borrow Kim Taeyeon to negotiate with the Tokyo Garrison. It is not difficult to hijack foreign artists. Portion weight. And the other party's brokerage company will definitely not poke things out directly in this case, and if the control is good, the black exchange can even be carried out completely underground.

As for Sumiyoshikai, who later hijacked Kim Taeyeon from the Yamaguchi-gumi, judging from the age of the cold man, "his" purpose is also a little superficial. In such a tense situation, he still chose to brazenly snatch Kim Taeyeon from the hands of the Yamaguchi-gumi, in addition to the intention of suppressing the Yamaguchi-gumi, his personal intentions are also more worthy of consideration.

Kang Seok-jun can't remember how many times his hands clenched. He just felt that Kim Taeyeon didn't stay in the other party's hands for a second longer, and he was a little more dangerous.

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Tokyo was clear at night, and four cars were speeding through the streets, and they were not far from Kim Taeyeon's manor as they drove out of the city.

Looking at the gradually desolate scenery around him, Jiang Xijun, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth. "What should I call you?"

At this time, there were only two people sitting in the car, Jiang Xijun and the technician, and Choo Sung-hoon was sitting in a car behind. "Just call me Jin Jun." The technician who drove the car in a steady posture replied.

Jiang Xijun reached out and wiped his dry lower lip: "Have you always been empty-handed?" Jin Jun. ”

"Yes, empty-handed."

Stopping to wipe his lips, there were already villas outside the window. "I told you about it on the phone before. The man who threw the butterfly knife, what are the chances of winning against him? ”

Hearing Jiang Xijun's question, the technician named Jin Jun thought for a while. "It's just a description. I can't assess his abilities, but I feel like he's the same kind of person as I am. If he uses a knife. My odds of winning are not more than 60%. But if he were freehanded, his odds would not be more than 20%. Of course. Just a preliminary assessment. ”

The technocracy's tone did not change in the slightest as he said this, and there was no expression of ostentation or boasting on his face. His flat expression at this time. It doesn't even have to do with self-confidence. He's just expressionless, telling a fact.

Jiang Xijun, who got this answer, pressed his hand on the door handle of the car, and the agreed meeting place with the two soldiers was about to be obtained, and the Mercedes-Benz G5OO was already starting to reduce.

On the side of the road a kilometer away from Kim Tae-yeon's estate, the Mercedes-Benz G5OO stopped behind a Land Rover Defender, and Kang Seok-joon, who was originally going to get out of the car, suddenly withdrew his hand on the door handle. He pulled out his phone, flipped out a photo, and handed it to the technician. Pointing to the other person in the photo who was hooking his shoulder to shoulder, Jiang Xijun's tone was suddenly extremely solemn. "In addition to Kim Taeyeon, please also be sure to protect the safety of this person."

As a technologist who roamed the upper echelons of the empire, Jin Jun clearly understood what his first task was. So in this case, he will directly refuse. But this time, after looking at Jiang Xijun for two seconds, he didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

When the four cars stopped, everyone jumped out of the cars. Choo Sung-hoon and a dozen of his colleagues began to wear stab-proof vests, and as for the tactical straight knife, they still equipped one after hesitating for a while. Although as xenofighters, they are proficient in grappling, but this is different from the previous fights. The smell of blood today will probably be stronger than the smell of blood in the past.

Jiang Xijun, who got out of the car, walked straight to the Land Rover Defender parked in front, and when the Mercedes-Benz G5OO stopped, the two people sitting in the Land Rover Defender had already gotten out of the car. They immediately broke away from the state of vacation, standing in front of Jiang Xijun with a upright military posture. Because they are on vacation, at this moment, they are wearing non-standard black combat uniforms provided by Donghoon. One of the two men carried a large black cloth bag in their hands, and a pair of Magnum rattlesnake combat boots on their feet. The French Foreign Legion, as a regular army, is truly extraordinary.

Seeing these two foreign soldiers, Jiang Xijun reflexively straightened his back, he nodded at these two people, and began to describe the general situation of the matter to the two in fluent English.

In order to save time, Jiang Xijun spoke very quickly when he said this, but it was only two or three minutes. The two soldiers understood what to do next.

After the photo in Jiang Xijun's phone recognized the appearance of the target, the two soldiers began to open the black cloth bag. After handing Kang Seok-jun a handful of Beretta 92. They began to arm themselves with these equipment. Dong-hoon spent a lot of effort to get them, and the two FAMAS assault rifles were the most difficult.

Looking at the cold firearm that showed its hideous curves in front of him, Jiang Xijun's breathing suddenly stagnated. To be precise, even the dozen or so heterogeneous martial arts fighters behind him swallowed a mouthful of saliva. After all, this is a real firearm, a ruthless instrument that can tear ** in an instant.

Fortunately, everyone has seen a little bit of the market, and in a few breaths, most of them have returned to normal. They tightened the knife in their hands and began to adjust their breathing.

After the two soldiers were also armed, Jiang Xijun took a breath for a full ten seconds, and when his bulging solid chest fell, he suddenly waved his hand with a resolute gaze. "Get in the car!"

The tense and without a hint of fancy, the one-touch confrontation scene is coming!

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Cold, a biting chill suddenly brushed from the door of the head to the feet. The brain and senses that were originally dizzy and in a state of extinguishment. All of a sudden, the stimulus turned on.

A glimmer of light appeared at the end of my vision, and I struggled to open my eyes, and everything I saw was temporarily hidden in the dim yellow light, blurred. The reactivation of my senses also made the pain in the back of my head directly felt by me. While letting out a long hiss of pain, I cursed secretly: why was this place being beaten.

The scolding in my heart didn't last long, because the cold continued to attack me. The feeling of the whole body ** sues me. To wake me up, there was just a basin of cold water. Pour me from beginning to end.

Knowing this, I finally let go of my hanging heart. To be exact. From the moment I regained consciousness, I knew I had made the right bet. The fierce characters in this manor are not murderers......

Blinking my eyes hard and shaking off the water on my face and head, I finally regained my consciousness completely. In the moment of regaining consciousness, I felt my hands being tied behind my back, and my whole person was almost in a state of being lifted. The pain in my wrist began to get intense, and I struggled with all my strength. The person behind me seemed to see that I had woken up, and they didn't intend to continue to control me, so they simply let go of their hands.

Loosened, I stepped on the ground with my feet, and my legs were so weak that I almost fell. I stumbled a few steps forward, finally regained my balance, held my knees, and gasped for air.

At this time, my vision also completely returned to normal, and I was able to see my surroundings clearly, slowly straightened my back, and began to look around.

At this moment, there were about four people scattered around me, none of them armed and all of them had changed out of the bloodstained clothes they had just worn and replaced them with a pure black turtleneck jacket with zippers all pulled high until they covered half of their faces. I didn't speak immediately when I was standing, and the four people who were standing with their hands tied up with stern expressions were all eyelids vertical, not looking at me at all, they were looking straight at the ground, as if waiting for something.

Pulling my gaze away from the four, I wonderfully regained a little composure and looked sideways out the window. From the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows, the potted plants, and the sycamore tree rooted in front of the courtyard, I am currently on the first floor of the villa. Spacious space plus sand and coffee table, completely furnished in the living room. Then I turned my head in the other direction, where there was a closed door. Looking at the beautifully decorated wooden door with a bizarre pattern, somehow, I subconsciously took a step over there.

Just this small step woke up all the four people who were originally in a static state, and they all opened their eyes in an instant, and took a step towards me with a momentum. This action completely forced me to stop, and I didn't dare to change at any longer, and cold sweat began to ooze from my forehead. It wasn't until they saw that I didn't make any further moves that they slowly retracted their steps and remained silent and standing still.

I don't know what they're waiting for, or what they're going to do with me. But that's all I'm worried about at the moment, and I only have a few thoughts on my head right now. That's ......

Where the hell is Kim Taeyeon now? My infiltration and being revealed, did I drag that cold man in the end! (To be continued!)

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