"Are you still chasing?" Lu Fei asked.

There are a total of five people in drag racing, and this kill Matt is just one of them.

"Huh?" Du Yao was obviously frightened by the thrilling scene just now, and he was inevitably a little distracted for a while.

"What did you say?" asked Du Yao with a puzzled expression.

"I mean, are we going to keep chasing?" Lu Fei said as he rolled his eyes a little speechlessly.

"Oh. Du Yao came back to his senses: "No need, these drag racing parties are all in a group, and if you catch one, you won't have to worry about catching others." ”

"That-" Du Yao, who came back to her senses, realized that Lu Fei's posture of holding herself was so ambiguous, and her face was flushed: "Can you let me go first?"

"Well, that's exactly what I was trying to say. Lu Fei shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent expression.

"Huh?" Du Yao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Lu Fei, only to find that Lu Fei had already let go of himself, but he was like an octopus, entangled in Lu Fei's body.

This posture is really fragrant, and if it is seen by others, it may be reminiscent again.

"Ahh

"What should you do with this person?" Lu Fei asked while arranging his hair, which was messy by the wind, while pointing to Kill Matt on the ground.

"I called my colleagues on the team and asked them to send a car to pick it up. ”

As she spoke, Du Yao had already taken out her mobile phone from her pocket, called her colleagues in the traffic police team, told them the address, and asked them to quickly arrange for a police car to come and pick her up.

"In that case, I'll go first. "What he promised Du Yao, he has already done it, and Lu Fei feels that there is no need to stay here anymore.

"This—" Du Yao looked hesitant.

"You still want to arrest me back?" Lu Fei asked with some displeasure.

"No, no. Du Yao hurriedly waved his hand, after this incident, Du Yao's anger had long since disappeared. She pointed to the handcuffs on her and Lu Fei's wrists and said, "But I don't have the key?

"Hehe-" Lu Fei smiled and said, "It's not a problem!"

As he spoke, he saw Lu Fei squeeze his fist violently, and with a "card rub", the handcuffs that were originally on Lu Fei's wrist were directly broken in half.

"It's-"

Lu Fei's inadvertently displayed strength frightened Du Yao again.

Who the hell is this? Just clenched his fist and broke the handcuffs made of pure steel in half? It's terrifying to think about.

"You just wait here, I'll go back first. With that, Lu Fei had already walked quickly towards the way back.

"Hey—"

Du Yao subconsciously wanted to stop Lu Fei, but after all, he still didn't shout, and could only watch Lu Fei's back quickly disappear into the distance.

"Huh?" Du Yao seemed to suddenly remember something.

"This guy can obviously break the handcuffs, so why didn't he break the handcuffs just now, and he had to run with me?"

Looking at Lu Fei's back as he walked away, Du Yao reacted and stomped his foot fiercely: "Bastard!

......

In the island country of Tokyo, in an antique hall, Iga Gotaro is kneeling in front of the coffee table, comfortably tasting the Ming Qian Longjing tea sent by his son from Huaxia.

He has been a fan of China since he was a child, and he is very yearning for many things in China, such as ceramics, Peking Opera, tea, kung fu, etc., especially Huaxia tea, which makes him fond of it.

The son is very filial, and not long after he went to Huaxia, he sent him a box of Huaxia's pre-Ming Longjing.

Iga Gotaro picked up the celadon teacup and took a small sip.

At this moment, a young man in a gray ninja suit crashed in, and as soon as he entered the door, he was heard shouting: "My lord, it's not good, it's dead, it's dead......

"Yaga!"

Iga Gotaro stood up with a "slap", and "snapped" was a slap in the face, staring at the young man who suddenly broke in with anger on his face, and roared loudly: "Who did you say died?"

"Ash ...... Young Master Taro, Young Master Gray Taro......" The young man gasped and said with a panicked expression.

"What are you talking about!" Gotaro's face changed greatly, and he dragged the young man up, and hurriedly asked, "Young Master, what's wrong with him?"

Although Gotaro is the eldest son of the Iga family, he is not a pure-blooded islander, but a hybrid of the island country and China. It is precisely because of this that his status in the Iga family is not high.

However, in recent years, his status in the Iga family has improved a lot, all because he gave birth to a good son, Iga Gray Taro.

Gray Taro showed a very high cultivation talent at a very young age, and at a young age, he had become a middle ninja, and won the favor of the old patriarch Iga Hien. The father is expensive by virtue of the son, and the favor of Gray Taro has directly led to the rise of Gotaro's status in the family.

"The young master's soul jade plate is broken!"

Suddenly being dragged up by Gotaro Sheng, the young man in charge of the Iga family's soul jade plate was also startled and hurriedly said.

"What!"

As soon as he heard this, Gotaro was struck by lightning, and he subconsciously let go of the young man in his hand. Holding on to the last bit of luck, Gotaro rushed straight to the secret room where the soul jade plate was stored.

Five minutes later, Iga Himatsuka, who also got the news, also hurried here. Looking at Gotaro, who had already cried into tears, Iga couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Dead! His beloved grandson is dead!

This is the person I value the most among the descendants of the third generation of the Iga family, but I didn't expect to die because of an experience in Huaxia!

"Woo-father!" Gotaro cried bitterly, and hugged Iga's fat thigh: "You must avenge Gray Taro!"

Gotaro is actually not the only son of Gray Taro, but unfortunately, except for Gray Taro, a cultivation wizard, the other sons are not favored.

Therefore, Gray Taro is almost his only hope, and only when Gray Taro gets higher and higher in the family, can he, as a father, have a place in the family.

Now that Ash Taro is dead, almost all hope for him has been extinguished, can he not cry?

"Coward!" looked at Gotaro who was crying bitterly, and Iga's fat eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of disgust. Among his three sons, only Gotaro was the most unsuccessful, and if it weren't for the face of Gray Taro's grandson, Iga Fatoro wouldn't even bother to look at him.

"What are you crying about, can crying save Gray Taro?"

With a cold snort, Iga kicked Gotaro away, and then left the place, preparing to hold an emergency meeting of the family.

His most beloved grandson was brutally murdered in Huaxia, which made Iga Faten's heart sad at the same time, and the anger in his heart also rose to the extreme.

Whoever kills his grandson will make him pay the price in blood!

Meanwhile, in Hiroshima, in the basements under the rubble, all sorts of people were busy inside, all with almost the same facial expressions, coldness, the only expression on their faces.

This is where the headquarters of the assassination organization, the Tengu, is located.

Who would have thought that the headquarters of a centuries-old super-killer organization would be hidden in the ruins of a nuclear bomb explosion?

On weekdays, these people are very laid-back, but since I received a call from the Iga family today, it has become extremely busy.

The most beloved grandson of the old patriarch of the Iga family was killed!

For a moment, this news caused a thousand waves, and this news, like the atomic bomb dropped on their heads decades ago, completely exploded here.

The news quickly reached the ears of the top management of the "Tengu" organization, and they quickly took it seriously.

The Iga family, one of the oldest and most powerful ninja families in the island country, does not dare to offend even the famous "Tengu" organization.

Therefore, when they learned of this news, they immediately held a high-level meeting to discuss how to solve the matter, calm the anger of the Iga family, and give them an explanation!

"Give me a satisfactory explanation within ten days! Otherwise, don't blame us for being ruthless!"

This is the ultimatum given to them by the old patriarch of the Iga family, Iga Hien, personally.