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Ichiro Hirata smoked the cigarette in his hand and said in fluent Japanese: "Mr. Yuan, have you thought it through?" ”

Seeing that Yuan Mingcheng was indifferent, Hirata Ichiro leaned forward slightly, took a strong puff of cigarette, and then opened his mouth slightly, and spit all the smoke in his mouth on Yuan Mingcheng's handsome face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan, don't worry, don't worry, since you haven't thought about it yet, then I'm giving you more time to think about it, after all, what I don't lack now is time, but ......"

Hirata Ichiro smiled at Yuan Mingcheng, tilted his head towards the twenty backbones of the Operations Department standing behind him, and said in embarrassment: "But I have time, it doesn't mean that my brothers have time, Mr. Yuan, you have to hold on." ”

After listening to the words translated by the translator that Hirata brought with him, Yuan Mingcheng was full of sadness, and his eyes inadvertently swept to the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi Operations Department who were glaring at him, whether this was a consideration or a threat!!

Yuan Mingcheng scolded Hirata in his heart for not being human, and greeted his grandfather all the way from his grandfather to his father...... But Yuan Mingcheng had to sigh on the surface and said: "Please give me more time, after all, this matter is not a trivial matter, I need to think about it." ”

Hirata Ichiro listened to the translator's words, the old god nodded, reached out and poured a glass of vodka, when the spicy liquor flowed down the throat into his spleen and stomach, Hirata couldn't help grinning, and said: "Then I'll give Mr. Yuan a few more minutes to think about it, but not too long, these brothers of mine are not good-tempered people." ”

Yuan Mingcheng was so worried that he was going to die, he knew that this little devil had nothing good to do when he came to him, and he shouldn't have come to this Hongmen banquet today!

Good guy, one mouth is to let yourself help rob the prison, damn, you really know how to find someone, you have to go to the police chief for this kind of thing, right? What's the use of looking for me as a businessman, little devil of dog days, there is no good thing!

Hirata's request to Yuan Mingcheng was very simple, he brought 80 senior backbones of the Operations Department this time, in order to rescue Fujita who was locked up in prison, this rescue naturally could not have gone through legal procedures, otherwise Hirata would not have brought nearly 100 heavily armed Yamaguchi-gu backbones to China, and it would be good to get the money directly.

What can be settled with money is not called a problem, but the key is that Ichiro Hirata has no money, although his net worth is not bad, but if you want to get a felony out of prison, can this be a small amount? It's enough to sell him, so I can only ask Yuan Mingcheng for help.

And Hirata Ichiro didn't get the approval of the boss when he came to China this time, it was an unauthorized action, and he had to be removed if he didn't do well, and the Yamaguchi group was also very particular about obeying the command of all actions, well, this should be learned from the Eight Roads......

Having said that, if the boss agrees, it's okay, Hirata can withdraw money directly from the gang, that's how much it wants, and he himself didn't ask the leader, hoping that the gang can fund to help him save Fujita, but ....... Fujita is just an insignificant middle- and lower-class figure in the Yamaguchi-gumi, no more than him, no less than him, can the Yamaguchi-gumi make a big deal for him?

So this is also the reason why Ichiro Hirata brought people to China without authorization, and no one helped him, so he helped himself, and by the way, he asked for help from the person surnamed Yuan......

What Yuan Mingcheng needs to do is very simple, help Hirata get rid of the prison guards, and by the way, after rescuing Fujita, arrange for them to return to Japan smoothly, and most importantly, Yuan Mingcheng must delay the disappearance of Fujita for a week to let the Chinese high-level know, which is also to buy time for them to escape.

Ping Tian thought very well, he felt that Yuan Mingcheng would definitely help him, after all, no matter how much you kid said it, he also cooperated with our Yamaguchi group, how can we be considered business partners, this is just a small favor, sprinkle water.

By the way, Yuan Mingcheng is responsible for all expenses, including the cost of dotting up and down...... This little devil is really a good calculus.

When the word "little busy" came out of the translator's mouth, Yuan Mingcheng was going crazy, busy? Yuan helped you rob the prison is also a small favor, not to mention anything else, now that the Yamaguchi Group is being investigated so strictly, one of the masterminds of the shooting that day was actually robbed in prison, and someone will definitely be sent to investigate!

Even if he Yuan Mingcheng is in the hands and eyes, he can't interfere with the country's decision-making, in case of the East Window incident, Ao, you pat your ass and go back to Japan, I'm still here!

The most annoying thing is that he has to pay for bribing officials, damn, this little devil treats himself as a big fat sheep that can be slaughtered at will, right?

The more Yuan Mingcheng thought about it, the more angry he became, as if there was an erupting volcano in his heart, but his face still showed a sad face, embarrassed for Chairman Yuan, for no reason, he actually put up such a stall, alas..... But......

Yuan Mingcheng is not a good stubble, his Buster is an American company, and he naturally has his way, such as the American Mafia, which is now rushing to the nightclub step by step, and his Buster is the mafia's industry.

But why did Yuan Mingcheng, who has a mafia background, want to launder money for Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi? Can he be guilty of stammering little Japan?

Ahem, this is the starting point of the current international situation.

Helping the Yamaguchi-gumi launder money, this is pure fragmentation is Yuan Mingcheng's selling the face of the Japanese, it is definitely not him doing things for the Japanese, to put it mildly, Yuan Mingcheng himself still looks down on little Japan, if it weren't for the American boss who gave him instructions, he wouldn't have bothered to launder the money for the Yamaguchi-gumi, what kind of bastard are they.

Talking about the international situation, due to the current grim situation in the international underworld, the police of various countries are stepping up the implementation of the work action of cracking down on the underworld and rectifying the style, which has also led to the fact that the life of the underworld around the world is not very good.

Therefore, a few years ago, at a BBC250 symposium held by global gang leaders, the leaders of the triads of various countries signed a series of treaties on mutual help and mutual assistance, which clearly pointed out that the triad groups around the world should strengthen foreign exchanges and maintain good relations with fraternal organizations.

Mr. Wright, the boss behind Buster, who is also the boss of the mafia in New York and a senior Wall Street investor part-time, told Yuan Mingcheng that when he was developing his business in China, he should also take more care of Japan's Yamaguchi-gumi, Taiwan's Bamboo Association, and Hong Kong's 14K and other brotherly gangs, and help as much as he could.

But you can't pay yourself in, in case something happens, you call me, and the boss will solve it for you.

Well, just after going to the toilet, Yuan Mingcheng asked Chen Jie to contact the mafia members living in the city, there are not many people, there are more than a dozen, and five of them are still gangs on vacation and come to China for tourism......

But the so-called is to pull the tiger skin to make a coat, Yuan Mingcheng wants to use the main words of his boss, the New York Mafia, in the United States, to scare and scare Ichiro Hirata, so that he doesn't come to make trouble for himself, if he can, it is best to shoot two and scatter, and no one knows anyone in the future, and each goes his own way.

.......

In the gorgeous private room, Yuan Mingcheng continued to think, but there was not so much sorrow on his face, because Chen Jie had just answered a phone call and walked out of the door of the private room, Yuan Mingcheng knew that the people he was waiting for were already coming, looking at the backbone of the Yamaguchi Group's Operations Department in black clothes in the private room, Yuan Mingcheng could finally relax.

I saw Yuan Mingcheng lying on the sofa in the nightclub, looking at Ichiro Hirata, leisurely cocking his legs, and said lightly: "Hirata-san, I thought about it for a long time, and finally decided not to help you." ”

As soon as the interpreter finished speaking, the smile on Hirata's face disappeared, and the private room resounded one after another with a loud "Eight Grid Tooth Road." ”

Hirata had a gloomy face, looking at Yuan Mingcheng and said, "Mr. Yuan, are you sure you have thought about it?" ”

Yuan Mingcheng nodded and said, "Well, I'm sure, and it's definitely and sure." ”

After speaking, Yuan Mingcheng suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming from outside the private room, simply opened the skylight and said brightly, pointed at Hirata, and said unceremoniously: "Ichiro Hirata, Lao Tzu told you, this is special China, if you know each other, take your people and get out of here quickly, Lao Tzu will give me the road fee, why don't you know anyone in the future, but if you give a shameless ......."

Yuan Mingcheng snorted coldly and said, "Then don't blame Lao Tzu for being unkind to you." ”

As soon as Yuan Mingcheng's words were finished, before the interpreter had time to translate, the twenty members of the Yamaguchi-gumi Operations Department in the private room all took out the pistols on their waists and aimed them at Yuan Mingcheng, nonsense, they really couldn't understand Chinese, but just looking at Yuan Mingcheng's posture, what kind of good words could he say!

But at the moment when the Yamaguchi-gumi pulled out their guns, the door of the private room was kicked open, and twelve American men in various clothes rushed into the private room with two submachine guns in their hands...... Hehe......

The reason why I just said that they are varied...... That's because just looking at these people doesn't seem to have anything to do with the underworld, but it's a bit like an offline party of a perverted forum.....

The leader is a white man in his forties, full of muscles, lumps of flesh, but such a strong man, wearing a pink Hellokity long-sleeved shirt on the upper body, a pair of navy blue beggar pants on the bottom, and a flip-flops.......

Compared with the girlish Hellokity shirt, the most annoying thing is the beggar pants, damn, it's really beggar pants, the thighs are exposed, and as the white comrade walks, you can faintly see the black fat in it.

Kindness? Fat times, black fat times (panties)! Something seems to be wrong...... Kindly remind everyone that if you see a person in such a dress on the street, run quickly, either perverted or perverted!

In addition to the leading white man, the rest of the crooked nuts are also dressed as ridiculous and ridiculous, although it is now May, but it is far away every summer, there are actually people who even wear big pants and big vests, but there seems to be a ball game in the city tonight, because two of these foreigners are wearing blue jerseys, and their faces are painted with the logo of the Chinese national flag, which is no different from angry green fans.......

What's even more outrageous is that five of the big men wore a little red riding hood on their heads and wore bright red T-shirts, and the T-shirts also had Mingguang Senior Tour Group written on them..... In particular, one of them had a small flag of a guide on the back of his neck.......

The appearance of these comrades in front of them can be described as a hundred flowers, each with its own characteristics, there are perverts, there are big men who pick their feet, there are also angry young fans, and a few people who participate in the elderly tour group, but what is contrary to the harmony is that such a group of people are all muscular strong men.

No matter what kind of clothes they wore on them, they were all well muscled, and with the submachine guns in each person's hands, heh...... The picture is really going to be more disobedient and more disobedient.

caused Yuan Mingcheng to be stunned at the first glance when he saw them, damn it, where did these people come from, are they really the American mafia? The American mafia is all about this virtue? Don't make a fuss, it's clear that it's a bunch of perverts.

But whether it's a pervert or not, people have guys in their hands, and it's okay to scare and scare those Yamaguchi-gumi people.

Hirata Ichiro looked at the strong men in front of him, who were five big and three thick, holding submachine guns, not only a little more frightened in his heart, he had already guessed the identity of these people.

It was impossible for him not to guess, because the white strong man with a small flag of the tour guide stuck in the back of his neck unhurriedly took out a bottle of ink and a piece of white paper A4 paper from the big white slacks.

The white strong man opened the ink, and the jet-black ink gently dripped on his palm, "pop", the big hands stained with ink, slapped heavily on the A4 paper, leaving a jet-black handprint.

Looking at the black handprints on the white paper, Hirata was sure and sure that these perverted guys in front of him were members of the American Mafia, because only they would take one or more big black handprints on your home or in front of the door before they attacked you.......

Hirata was scared.

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