Ono drank a bottle of sake for the "appetizer performance" with great interest, and then said, "Okay, take off the hood, let our guests breathe, and don't suffocate people." ”

After hitting twice at the beginning, he didn't hit any more because of the pain of the wound on his face, so that the thin bamboo pole that was on the side heard the words, and took the initiative to walk over and make up for another punch, and then retaliated and pulled down a small corner on the top of the hood.

This will not cause much additional damage to Huang Bolun, but it can toss Huang Bolun who was beaten up, and at the same time satisfy the desire to vent the thin bamboo pole that he hated Huang Bolun to the bone.

A basin of ice water poured down from the top of his head, and Huang Bolun, whose face was bigger, couldn't open his eyes anymore, and through the hazy slit, he only saw a man sitting behind a dining table, as if he was still drinking, and he couldn't see what he looked like.

Suddenly, his eyes were dark, and the already swollen and uncomfortable left side of his face became even more numb, but Huang Bolun was woken up by this strange moment.

It was only at this time that the memories of the time before the coma flooded back.

Met with Liszt to discuss a trip to Los Angeles, and then was kidnapped and beaten...... Yes, the kidnappers were still shouting Japanese when they beat him.

"Who are you? You must have recognized the wrong person, I am a public face, and any person I find on the street has eight images with me, you must have found the wrong person......"

Ono couldn't understand Chinese, and a little brother who knew Chinese standing next to him just wanted to translate, but was stopped by Ono raising his hand lightly.

Ono doesn't understand Chinese, but he has seen a lot in this meeting, and at this time, the subject of the interrogation crackled and said, it must be all nonsense, there is no need for people to translate, and he is upset when he understands it.

Ono ignored Huang Bolun, still eating and drinking, not in a hurry at all, Huang Bolun talked and talked, and no one needed to say it, he stopped.

Ono put a piece of sushi in his mouth and sucked his fingers, and he never got tired of the taste of sushi: "You ......"

Standing at the door of the basement, looking at the long and narrow staircase, Liszt closed the "iron door" that seemed to connect two different worlds.

One is drunk and dreams of death, and the other is bloody and violent.

"Bell... Clang... Bell..."

Although the sound of metal rubbing against the wall was not very loud, it made everyone in the basement invariably stop their movements, and in a confined space like the basement, such a sound was very abrupt.

Ono glanced at the man closest to the stairs, and the man nodded, carefully pulling out his gun from his waist, and the others all pulled out their guns one by one to open the insurance.

Seeing that his companions were ready, the man took a deep breath and turned abruptly, his gun pointing upwards, nothing on the narrow staircase in the dim light, and the door to the basement still closed.

To be on the safe side, he carefully turned on the staircase light and walked up, standing behind the door for two seconds before slowly opening it sideways.

Poked his head out and looked left and right to make sure that there was no one, then put away the gun, closed the door, and turned around and went downstairs: "Big brother, there is nothing, it may be that someone passed by outside just now and accidentally touched the door." ”

Ono breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that no one had broken in, he was not afraid that someone would stand outside the door of the basement entrance and eavesdrop, the singing in the hall was so noisy, if he could still hear what was being said below, what could he do if Ono confessed?

Thinking like this, Ono and the others' attention was once again on Huang Chamberlain, and no one paid attention to why the one who went to check the situation hadn't come down yet.

After Liszt waited for the younger brother to finish shouting, he let go and jumped from the top of the stairwell, landing behind the man, and before the other party could notice that something was wrong, a hand reached out from behind to cover his mouth, and at the same time, silver light flashed, and blood splashed onto the steps.

Reaching out to take the slippery pistol, he leaned it against the wall next to him lightly, the blood-stained leather gloves were still bleeding down, and Liszt still went down the stairs unhurriedly.

At the bend, there was a security guard standing there, not staring at the stairs, but watching Ono interrogate Huang Chamberlain with relish, Liszt himself couldn't help complaining, such a loose defense, deliberately not let me solve everyone at once.

Don't send the head in vain, this time Liszt didn't use a knife, where this person was standing, if someone wiped his neck, blood splashed out would easily attract people's attention.

These gang members are all robbing, and it would not be good if their sudden appearance caused some people to shoot and injure Huang Chamberlain indiscriminately.

Does Liszt really want someone to help him run to Los Angeles, if Chamberlain, a Chinese who has just arrived in the United States, is not an immigrant with a gunshot wound and still wants to be able to live a peaceful life in the United States?

Repatriation will only be the most basic operation.

"What's your name?" Ono searched his stomach and said such a sentence in Mandarin that was not pronounced standard, and asked Huang Bolun.

The lessons just now made Huang Bolun dare not talk casually, these Japanese are very fucked up, too unscrupulous, he is a Chinese citizen, yes, labor and management are people with Chinese passports, I am afraid of his eggs!

Huang Chamberlain, who originally wanted to suffer less guilt and honestly cooperated, seemed to have figured it out all at once, and he didn't talk a lot, the other party only tied his hands and upper body to the chair, but his feet were not tied.

"Little devil, I've said all my good things, you have to get along with me today, I advise you to loosen my ties as soon as possible and send me back to my residence safely, it's not that I look down on you, you have to know that I am a Chinese citizen, if you are killed, do you think that you bullshit Liuchuan Group can withstand the pressure of the Chinese side, even if Liuchuan Group can bear it, you are a small leader, you can bear it, you have a little brain, you know that something really happened, you are like you to push out the black pot."

Huang Bolun simply cocked his right leg to the sitting leg, leaned on the back of the chair alone, shaking Erlang's legs, although his body was soaked with cold sweat, he still put on a pair of "you have the ability to be more ruthless" underbeating, that is, the swollen bruises on his face like a pig's head suddenly lowered his compulsion by several grades.

Huang Chamberlain, who was in front of Ono, was a little square, and looked at the little brother who could speak Mandarin suspiciously, and the meaning was obvious, "What did this kid do just now, give me a translation!"

The little brother in charge of the translation has already turned red with anger, this bastard has no ability, his ability to sow discord is first-class, he has come to this point, he is still in the mood to provoke the feelings between the group and the boss, and he also boasts of the identity of a Chinese citizen, he is a Japanese citizen in the United States, in addition to the territory of the Yanagawa Group, he dares to say it loudly, and he is embarrassed to threaten Boss Ono, it is really unbelievable.

With personal resentment, the younger brother processed what Huang Chamberlain just said and explained it directly to Ono.

"Yaga Yalu!"

Ono was furious when he heard this, and slapped the table hard in anger, and the empty dishes on the table were all "jumped" by this shock.

As soon as the thin bamboo pole saw his boss like this, he didn't need to command, he just asked people to come over with that leather whip, and he wanted to teach this unashamed and disrespectful Chinese boy a lesson.

"Yaga, Bang Bang"

Who knew that the thin bamboo pole was only used to bring the leather whip, Ono had already rushed to his side, scolded angrily and raised his hand to slap twice, and directly fanned the thin bamboo pole.

What do these mean? What's wrong?

Not to mention Ono's subordinates, even the initiator Huang Chamberlain, and Liszt, who was hiding in the corner because Huang Chamberlain suddenly went berserk, stopped his actions, and was a little confused.

Liszt was even thinking, this old Huang shouldn't have any superpowers, right?

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