"Hou Zhengdong, it must be that Hou Zhengdong!"

Kuru slumped weakly in his chair, a pile of wiped tissues were thrown on the table, this meal was naturally uneaten, his mind kept recalling what Kesen had said, and Nakata in front of him seemed to have the same symptoms as Kesen, "Mr. Ito, when Katsusen went crazy yesterday, he was almost the same as Mr. Nakata." ”

"I'll talk about this back in my room."

Taro Ito waved his hand, "Mr. Kuru, please help me and help Nakata-kun back to his room." ”

After settling the bill, Ito and the two helped Taro Ito out of the restaurant left and right, and went straight back to the room, although Nakata's hands were firmly tied together, he was still in a coma struggling to grasp the already bloody wound on his chest.

"Mr. Kuru, could you please tell me about your cousin's sudden madness yesterday?"

Taro Ito threw Nakata Mori on the sofa, poured a glass of water for Kuru, then took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it, looking at Kuru fixedly, "This matter is related to the next action arrangement of our Yamaguchi-gumi, please cooperate with Mr. Kuru." ”

Kuru lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the discomfort in his heart, and recounting in detail how Kasen felt and the whole process of Kale's witnessing Kesen's madness to Taro Ito.

"So, is it really that Hou Zhengdong's poisonous hand?"

Taro Ito got up from the couch and slowly paced around the room with his hands behind his back, "Is this really witchcraft, really that kind of mysterious witchcraft?" ”

"Mr. Ito, this is absolutely witchcraft, something that science can't explain."

A look of horror flashed in Kuru's eyes, his family was one of the members of the Mexican gang, and there were not many things that could scare him from a young age, but for this oriental sorcery that could make people go crazy in an instant, this unknown mystery grew like a wild grass.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kuru, but you've seen this happening right now."

Taro Ito spread his hands like an American and shrugged his shoulders, "I'll invite you to drink another day, and now I have to find a way to deal with Nakata-kun's wounds." ”

"Mr. Ito, I'm resolute, you'd better go to the casino and find that Hou Zhengdong."

Kurul took a puff of his cigarette, tossed the cigarette from his finger into the ashtray, and stood up, "Don't delay too long, because no one knows what's going to happen next." ”

"Mr. Kuru, thank you for your concern, I will do my best to deal with this matter." Taro Ito bowed to Kuru, "Please keep your energy strong in the next few days, and we will do our best to advance the next step." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Ito, when it comes to gambling, that Qiu Qi is far worse than me, last time he just deliberately let him go, let him win a few cards, he really thinks he is the king of gambling."

Kuru grinned, "However, Mr. Ito, that Hou Zhengdong seems to have very good luck, it is said that when Chaves gambled with him last night, he lost to him. ”

Ito smiled and nodded, sending Kuru out the door.

Sending Kuru away, Taro Ito closed the door, his face sank quickly, and he carefully looked at Nakata Shengyu who was lying on the sofa, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a string of numbers, and muttered a lot into the microphone.

After a while, Taro Ito hung up the phone, threw the phone on the coffee table, grabbed the cigarette on the coffee table, took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it, looking fixedly at Nakata Sheng, who was still struggling in a coma, with a worried look on his face.

Half an hour later, there was a knock on the door, Taro Ito got up and opened the door, and welcomed a group of Japanese into the room.

After a while, Nakata Mori slowly calmed down and stopped struggling desperately.

The Japanese who looked like a doctor examined Nakata in detail, and as the examination was completed step by step, his face became solemn.

"Watanabe-kun, Nakata-kun, what's wrong?"

Taro Ito's heart jumped when he saw this, and it was Ichiro Watanabe, a very famous doctor in Japan, who was coming to northern Myanmar to do medical exchanges this time, and just after listening to Kuru's words, Taro Ito decided to ask Ichiro Watanabe to see a doctor in the name of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

"Ito-kun, the situation is not good, although he has been given a tranquilizer, but the strange thing is that his heartbeat is getting faster and faster, and it is estimated that the effect of this tranquilizer will soon disappear. Moreover, he had a high body temperature while his body temperature was low, which had never happened in the history of medicine. ”

Watanabe Ichiro shook his head with a puzzled expression, "If this is in Japan, you can send him to the real yàn room to study it properly......"

Before he could finish his words, Nakata suddenly sat up from the ground, his hands torn hard in front of his chest, like crazy.

Looking at the bloody wound on Nakata Shengwu's chest, Watanabe Ichiro was dumbfounded, he personally injected Nakata Shengwu with a tranquilizer, and it was only less than two minutes later.

"Watanabe-kun, please come to your rescue, Nakata-kun will ask you."

Taro Ito was also dumbfounded, originally he didn't believe what Kuru said, but at this moment, seeing Nakata Mori's crazy appearance, what Kuru said resurfaced in his mind, and he believed what Kuru said in his heart.

Watanabe Ichiro nodded, and immediately started to dispense the potion, this time he increased the amount of medicine, even a cow could make it unconscious, after the injection of the potion, Nakata Moriya fell into a coma again.

Seeing that Nakata Moriya had passed out, Ito Taro hurriedly picked up the belt and tied his hands tightly, lest this guy wake up after a while and stage that crazy scene again, knowing that the wounds on his chest can already see the bones.

"Watanabe-kun, what's next?"

Taro Ito wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, raised his head and glanced at Ichiro Watanabe, who was frowning, and his heart sank involuntarily, it seems that Ichiro Watanabe has no good solution, otherwise, he would not be so helpless.

What can I do about this, I can't let Nakata Mori die of self-abuse, right?

"At the moment, there's nothing more to do."

Watanabe Ichiro sighed, "I'll send Nakata-kun back to China as quickly as possible, the conditions here are too simple, even if I have a way, I don't have the instruments to perform the operation." ”

"Watanabe-kun, thank you for your hard work, I know what to do."

Taro Ito stood up and bowed to Ichiro Watanabe, a young face flashing in his mind.

Today is the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Year of the Horse in the lunar calendar, I wish all readers and friends, a happy new year, all the best, and a great fortune in the Year of the Goat.