Chapter 323 The Sorrowful Japanese (Asking for Subscriptions, Rewards)

The four security guards followed Gu Bei's gaze, and saw seven or eight people slumped on the ground, weren't they those guys from the Japanese country.

One by one, they were seriously injured and fell to the ground, wailing non-stop, and even screaming "Baga Baga" non-stop.

"Shina pig, if you dare to hurt my Muto family, the Muto family will not spare you!" The mustachioed man, covered in blood and miserable, raised his arm tremblingly and pointed at Gu Bei with a look of resentment.

"What kind of Muto family, it's best to get acquainted, otherwise, the deity doesn't mind playing tricks on your Japanese country!" Gu Bei's mouth hung a rather intriguing arc, and his cold eyes swept at the four security guards, "Now, this prince orders you to tie up all these Japanese miscellaneous pieces and let them kneel at the door of Beiying real estate." If anyone dares to resist, they can greet me vigorously, and they don't need to give me face. If someone is dead, this son is responsible!"

"Yes, Childe!"

The four security guards have long been impatient, and they have a chance to take revenge, and it would be a bad seed if they didn't make a move.

The security captain waved his hand, and the four of them rushed towards the Japanese who had collapsed to the ground.

The tools for tying people, these four security guards took local materials, directly untied the belts of these Japanese people, and tied them up in a big way, even saving ropes.

Two Japanese people resisted, and immediately a security guard held a rubber roller, which was a fat beating.

The two Japanese immediately let out a scream like killing pigs, and their already swollen cheeks immediately turned into a pig's head, and their two eyes were even more swollen and narrowed into a slit.

"You can't tie me up, I'm a subordinate of Young Master Muto Ichiro, he will definitely not ......"

When the security captain stepped forward and pulled off the mustachioed man's trouser belt to tie it up, the mustache immediately struggled.

The security captain unceremoniously grabbed the rubber rod on his waist and smashed it with a bang.

"Who the made you move, be honest!"

"Still moving?!Disobedient, right, Lao Tzu hits you until you are obedient!"

Boom!

Boom!

It was a series of several sticks, and the mustachioed man was immediately honest, his arms were knocked off, and his head was still spurting blood, if he resisted again, the security guard might really be scared to death and kill himself directly.

Although the mustachioed man is honest, he doesn't stop talking: "Baga, Zhina......"

"Bang!"

"Oh my god, you're a fucking pig! Your whole family is a pig!" Before the mustachioed man could finish speaking, with a crisp click of bones, the mustachioed man's left arm was also broken.

"Don't cry out in pain!"

The mustachioed man just wanted to scream, but the security captain picked up the rubber stick and hit him on the chest again.

"Uncle, uncle, stop fighting. We are really descendants of the Muto family, you can't ...... us like this"

The mustachioed man was unwilling to suffer such humiliation, and wanted to fight for some benefits for himself, "The Muto family is one of the top three families in Japan, and the masters are like clouds, you offend the Muto family like this, aren't you afraid of the Muto family's retaliation!"

Boom!

"Who the fuck told you to talk, shut up!" The security captain picked up a rubber stick and knocked it on the bridge of the mustachioed man's nose, directly breaking the bridge of his nose, and blood gushed out desperately, "Made, honestly kneel on the ground, dare to move, Lao Tzu will break your third leg!"

Finally, it was his turn to raise his eyebrows, how could the security captain let go of these hateful Japanese.

Several other Japanese people were also treated as "generously" as this mustachioed man, and they knelt on their knees at the gate of Beiying Real Estate Company with very aggrieved eyes full of hatred, and did not dare to move.

Even Muto No, who had already passed out of his coma, was dragged out of the green belt, tied his hands and feet, and threw it in front of the mustachioed men.

The captain of the security team took three small security guards to line up the seven or eight Japanese people, knelt neatly on the ground, and then patrolled back and forth.

As long as one moves slightly, he will immediately be hit with a stick on his body.

I couldn't even make a little noise, and one of the Japanese guys couldn't hold it back, and a fart popped out.

Immediately, a security guard stepped forward, just slammed him hard, and scolded with disgust on his face: "Who the fuck made you make a sound, you have to fart silently!"

This is simply inhuman treatment.

Being so humiliated, the mustachioed man and a few other Japanese people really wanted to die immediately by seppuku.

But their hands were tied, and their long knives had long since been confiscated.

I want to hit my head on the ground and cut myself off directly.

But they were afraid of death after all, and they knelt on the ground honestly, tears of grievance mixed with blood, flowing out of their eyes.

Looking at the few Japanese people who were not lightly rectified, kneeling at the door of the company and on the balcony on the second floor of the company, Qin Fenglan was worried for a while: "Is this a good job?

"It's supposed to be like this, no one in our Huaxia can clean them up! Mom, don't worry, Xiaobei is measured, and nothing will happen!"

Gu Ying's little face had a relieved expression, and he spoke out of relief.

"Are these people Xue'er defeated?" Qin Fenglan had a doubt, and couldn't help but look at Luo Xue beside her, who had a cold face.

Qin Fenglan's voice asked, and Gu Ying answered directly: "Mom, it must be the credit of Sister Xue'er." Except for her, who can be so bullshit! Hehe, it's just a little bit ruthless to beat those Japanese miscellaneous pieces!"

Because everyone was unconscious just now, including Qin Fenglan and Gu Ying, they didn't see how these Japanese people were defeated and by whom.

Those four security guards definitely can't.

Only Luo Xue is the most likely.

Luo Xue just wanted to explain that it was not herself, it was Gu Bei, but then she thought of the scene where Gu Bei directly stunned everyone before, so she nodded lightly.

"Take" this credit on yourself.

Obviously, she already understood that Gu Bei didn't want to expose her kung fu skills in front of Qin Fenglan's mother and daughter.

"Big ...... Uncle ......" The mustachioed man who was kneeling on the ground trembled and raised his head to look at Gu Bei.

Before the words fell, the mustachioed man saw a security guard coming over, picked up the rubber stick and was about to greet his head, so frightened that the mustachioed man quickly said: "Don't, don't, don't fight, I, I, I have something important, report to the uncle!"

After the little security guard picked up the rubber stick, he didn't fall in a hurry, and turned his face to look at Gu Bei.

"Say it!" Gu Bei said indifferently, and the mustachioed man relaxed slightly, but his eyes stared at the rubber stick not far from his head in horror.

"Uncle, can you tell the little one, let us kneel like this all the time, what's the point? We are just subordinates, and Muto Ichiro is our master!" The mustachioed man's mind was relatively transparent, and he had not been beaten stupidly, so he asked out loud in confusion.

"Do you want me to contact your master and let him come and save you?!" Gu Bei grinned, his smile weird. ()

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