291 Encountering a Native Friend?

"Can you say it now?" Chen Jue asked expressionlessly.

The bear on the shore of the rice field is hanging in the air, and the feet are nearly 100 meters above the ground, and the cool night breeze blowing in his ears makes him shiver, which is the instinctive fear of human beings for the sky.

Moreover, Chen Jie's hand holding the other party's collar was slowly relaxing, and the rice field shore bear could clearly feel that his body was slowly sinking, and subconsciously reached out and grabbed Chen Jie's arm.

Even though his hands were pierced by chopsticks, and his hands kept coming from severe pain, the instinct of the human body still made the rice field shore bear burst out of the desire to survive, and changed his previous hard mouth: "I.... I say..... Don't let go! That batch of potions was supplied to the Faculty of Medicine of the University of Tokyo.... ..... of doing clinical trials".

"Clinical trials?"

"Directly experimenting with medical school patients?"

"That's a potion! Directly take living people for experiments? Is it so frustrating? "Chen Jue was also stunned when he heard this.

"This project is said to have been started by some big person..... The results of the experiment will be fed back to the Black Dragons..... We, the Pine Leaf Society, are only responsible for finding qualified clinical trial subjects for them, and we don't know many other details........." Inada Kishikuma said as he grabbed Chen Jie's wrist.

"Looking for a partner?"

"Random arrests?" Chen Jie's brows furrowed slightly when he heard this, he had heard of the darkness of the world before, but he didn't expect the water under this to be so deep.

Especially in the country of foot pot chicken, there are often urban legends similar to "Shen Yin", in fact, behind such urban legends are basically man-made disappearances.

Because of the incompetence of the footbasin chicken police, the case was finally closed, and it was rumored to be "hidden".

However, after hearing the words of the rice field shore bear, Chen Jue had roughly guessed that the vast majority of such hidden cases were done by these gangsters.

Just like the disappearance case related to the dark web that broke out in Ximeng, the kidnappers were imprisoned in the basement for planting***, or directly engaged in human organ trafficking.

This is a business with no capital and ten thousand profits, and behind it are bloody and fresh lives. "I see!"

"The side effects are too strong, the drug properties are not stable, and a large amount of human clinical trial data is needed. Ordinary people don't have the strength of my constitution to ignore that kind of radiation." Chen Zhizhong's eyes were cold, his face was expressionless, and in line with the idea of humane destruction, he directly threw the rice field shore bear from the twenty-nine-story high-rise building.

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Turning back to the room, he kicked Inuzuka Jiro, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and Chen Jue picked up the katana and walked out along the fire escape and downstairs.

The gunfire on the top floor has alarmed the entire Matsunoha Club headquarters, and the security personnel on all floors are constantly reinforcing the roof.

The two fallen bodies downstairs also attracted a large group of onlookers, attracting a lot of attention, and the alarm bell kept echoing in the building.

After Chen Jue got some clues, his mood was a little calm, because he knew that there was too much injustice and darkness in this world, and he couldn't get rid of it with his strength alone.

He can only keep his heart and solve the problems he sees and encounters. "The world is filthy!"

"In the future, if the attribute is high, and the foot basin chicken is sunk with one punch, it is estimated that it will be a hundred." Chen Jue thought so, avoided those security personnel by his own way, and returned to the business vehicle on the side of the road.

Seeing Minako Kawashima unconscious in the back row, Chen Du started the car and began to rush to Shizuoka Prefecture, where the Black Dragon Group was located.

The car drove for about 2 hours, and Minako Kawashima in the back seat was shaken awake by the bumps of the car.

Looking at the silhouette of Mt. Fuji that was faintly visible outside the car window, and the vice chairman Inuzuka who disappeared as the co-pilot, Minako Kawashima's expression changed, and her chapped lips trembled, "You.... Where are you going to take me?"

"Send you back to the Black Dragon Group, don't know the place?" Chen Jue responded, before coming, he took out the address from the killer of the Black Dragon Group, and drove all the way according to the navigation, but he didn't expect to come to the foot of Mount Fuji, which is famous for his feet.

Nearby is a sizable Japanese-style building, surrounded by a small river, lined with trees, and a large black dragon sign hanging at the entrance of the building. The door was locked, and there were several guards breathing behind it.

After Chen Jue parked the car, he walked to the door with Minako Kawashima.

I saw that Minako Kawashima knocked three times on the wooden door according to a specific rhythm with great familiarity, and then the wooden door slowly opened.

"Who!" "It's Deacon Kawashima!"

"Deacon Kawashima.... What about your legs?" The faces of the guards who rushed out changed after seeing Minako Kawashima's miserable appearance.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time for you to catch up, I'm busy." Chen Jue's words sounded, and before these guards could react, a sword light flashed in the dark night, and with a bang, several heads flew up in response, and the originally noisy gate instantly fell silent.

Seeing this terrible scene, Minako Kawashima's mouth was closed again, for fear that one more word would lead to death.

Chen Jue carried Kawashima Minako all the way to the depths of the Black Dragon Group's station, and when he encountered a guard, he took him away with a knife, and when he encountered a fork in the road he didn't know, he asked Kawashima Minako to identify the direction.

Soon, Chen Jue traveled several miles and came to the outside of a brightly lit ancient city building.

This kind of ancient city tower is extremely famous in the foot basin chicken, and is even used by them as a business card for external publicity. In all corners of the castle tower, a team of bodyguards stood around.

In addition to the people of the Black Dragon Group, Chen Jue actually saw the figure of a white foreigner inside.

As for the room on the second floor, there were two voices of communication, although they became extremely faint through the wall, but they were extremely clear in Chen Jie's ears.

"President Tagawa, how long will it be before you have news?"

"I've been waiting here all night!" A middle-aged man's voice sounded, but his pronunciation was extremely stiff, just like Chen Jue, who had just learned Japanese, and he was not a foot basin chicken when he heard it.

"Your Excellency the Consul General, please be uneasy, I have already sent a second group of men to answer the matter, and there will be new news soon."

"As long as those potions are still in this country, I can guarantee that they will be recovered." Another voice said.

"I hope so!"

"If it weren't for the abundant raw materials and clinical trial resources in your country, our Hongmu Group would not have set up a laboratory in this place."

"After all, this type of potion is very important, not only the boss of our Hongmu Group is watching, but also the Black Palace, and your big people are also watching. President Tagawa, I hope that your Black Dragon Group will take this matter seriously, instead of wasting time waiting here with ***. "There was a bit of dissatisfaction in the middle-aged foreign language.

"Hey! I understand Your Excellency the Consul General, I will now organize the third group of men to set out at once...."The president named Tagawa has not finished speaking.

He heard a strange movement outside the room, and when the door of the room was rudely opened from the outside, he saw that the right-hand man he had sent out before was now with his legs mutilated, and was thrown to him like a dead dog.

And the young man who broke through the door with a blood-dripping katana in his hand was smiling at the white foreigner sitting at the head of him: "Mr. John, it's been a long time! I was destined to meet thousands of miles away, but I didn't expect to meet you here so coincidentally!"