In a large bamboo house in Sakura Villa, there are photos of the Japanese emperor and the imperial concubine on the left and right, a middle-aged obese man wearing a Japanese orthodox martial arts uniform, with a mustache on his lips, a stubby neck, and a big belly. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com] was kneeling on a mat now, but his fat belly almost touched the ground, and he was looking at a Japanese man in a suit who was also kneeling on the mat opposite.

"Yamamoto, have you contacted Boss Lu? (Japanese to Chinese)"

"President, I've already been contacted. However, now Boss Lu is recuperating from his injuries, and now because of rumors that we and Zhou Baotong are selling human organs. So, he's not very interested in us! (Japanese to Chinese)" said the young man in the suit.

"Be sure to contact as soon as possible, those pigs are not worth much, and there are many of them. However, their organs are valuable, and when they are shipped to our country, they can be used not only for the rich, but also for experiments, which is of great use to us! Jiro Aso, president of the Yamaguchi-gumi Hong Kong branch, poured a glass of sake and drank it to a woman in a kimono on the side.

"Yes, President. I think so, especially that pig Dongdong is really Mrs. cool, much longer than ours, much thicker, that big pill is useless, I don't know when I will have the opportunity to have it? "The young man in the suit looked at Jiro Aso expectantly and said, now his eyes were full of **.

"Yamamoto, work hard and do things for the emperor and the Yamaguchi-gumi, the emperor and the Yamaguchi-gumi will not forget your merits, and there will be your spirit card at the Yasukuni Shrine in the future. (Japanese to Chinese)" The president of the Hong Kong Yamaguchi Group also showed ** eyes, patted him on the shoulder and said. Now those small eyes, because of laughter, the fat on his face almost covered his eyes.

"Yes! President, I will work hard, and now I will go and convince Boss Lu well! The young man in the suit bent down and bowed, got up and walked to the door, and when he opened the wooden door, he went outside. At this time, Jiro Aso was muttering in a low voice.

"I don't know if the little Dongdong is cut, and then the pig is moved over, will there be rejection? (Japanese to Chinese)"

"Ahh

Suddenly, there was a scream outside. When Aso Jiro struggled to stand up, he saw the young man in the suit just now walking in with blood all over his body.

"Yamamoto, what's going on? (Japanese to Chinese)"

"President, it's the triad who killed you! "Yamamoto knelt on the ground in pain, clutching the bloody edge of his stomach and spurting blood.

"Triads? How many of them are there? "In other places, especially on the Australian side, the Yamaguchi-gumi and the triads have clashed over local territory and other interests. However, here in Hong Kong, there has not been any conflict between the triad and the Yamaguchi-gumi, let alone the people of the triad who have actually killed here like now!

"President, I don't know, can you leave quickly? (Japanese to Chinese)" Yamamoto continued. When he watched the blood in his chest keep spurting out, it seemed that he couldn't live long, and when he was able to die, it was already his greatest wish that his spirit card could enter the Yasukuni Shrine. Now Aso Jiro couldn't take care of it, and walked out of the door with a scimitar from the bamboo house.

"Jiro Aso, that big fat pig should be in there!" Outside came out shouting. Although Aso has been in Hong Kong for a long time and can speak Mandarin, he only speaks simple Cantonese, but he is very familiar with his own name. At this time, Aso Jiro came to the door of the bamboo house with the scimitar, and when he saw a dark shadow outside, he picked up the scimitar and slashed it fiercely.

"Phew!"

The sharp Japanese scimitar cut through a row of bamboo rafts, but no screams were heard outside. It can be said that in the knife just now, Aso Jiro spent a lot of effort, and many people couldn't avoid his knife.

I don't know when, the lights in the bamboo house have gone dark. After the screams of the Japanese women in kimonos inside stopped, they stopped ringing again. When Jiro Aso held the scimitar with both hands and looked vigilantly into the dark bamboo house, he suddenly felt someone behind him, and when he turned around, he felt that he was kicked in the ass hard.

"Bang!"

Aso's fat body slammed to the ground, the scimitar in his hand was already out of his hand, and when he turned to stand up, he saw that the lights inside the bamboo house were on, and there were only two young men inside.

"Is that you?" Jiro Aso asked. When he looked at Hua Feng, the more familiar he felt, and when he saw Hua Feng's smile again, he already recognized it.

"Do you recognize me?" Hua Feng said with a smile.

"You are Hua Wenbo, it turns out that you made this matter!" Jiro Aso looked at Hua Feng and said fiercely. It can be said that in the Yamaguchi-gumi, the leaders of their Yamaguchi-gumi are the most familiar with Hua Feng, because Hua Feng has destroyed their Yamaguchi-gumi and Japan's plans for so many years, and the killers sent out by the Yamaguchi-gumi have gone and never returned. It's just that Jiro Aso didn't expect Hua Feng to come to Hong Kong, and when he came here, he would deal with them Yamaguchi-gumi.

"You know too late!" Hua Feng picked up the Japanese scimitar on the ground with one foot, and when he grabbed it and went directly to Aso Jiro's stubby neck, Aso Jiro felt the trace of coolness that the scimitar brought him, blood flowed out, and there was even a trace of pain, and he thought that Hua Feng had killed him with his eyes closed.

"Afraid of death?"

"Looks like you're still alive!" Hua Feng said with a smile. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the Japanese liked most those traitors who were afraid of death to help them do things, and now Hua Feng also likes those Japanese traitors who are afraid of death to do things for him. However, can Jiro Aso become a Japanese traitor next, that is, can he survive?

"Brother Wen, kill everyone who should be killed!" A member of the Assassination Hall came in and said.

"Take him away!" Hua Feng said, leaving the Japanese scimitar still on the ground, ignoring Jiro Aso, who opened his eyes, and walked out with Hua Wu. When he went outside, the buildings inside Sakura Villa were quickly set on fire after several large barrels of gasoline were poured on by the members of the Assassination Hall.

"Brother Wen, those who didn't die, they all thought that we were members of the triad!" Hua Feng was standing outside the Sakura Villa, looking at the fire inside, when a member of the Assassination Hall came over and said.

"Then half of our goal will be successful, and the other half will depend on how well this fat pig cooperates!" Hua Feng glanced at Jiro Aso, who was tied up, and looked back at the members of the Assassination Hall and the two members of Shin Yi'an and said. When they knew that the police and fire brigade would soon be coming, Hua Feng and the others got into the car and quickly disappeared into the dark night outside Sakura Villa.