Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

In Shangquan Feicun's memory, the mother and daughter owed usury, and people often came to harass them. The woman worked as a salesperson in a supermarket and earned a meager salary, so the debtors would not really kill them. .

But this time the situation is obviously a little special. It seems that the Jidao group has their eyes on this land, and intends to use the name of usury to collect debts to buy it at a low price, and then resell it.

This piece of land is the guarantee for the future of the mother and daughter, so they are naturally unwilling. The neighbors that Shangquan Feicun cared about the most before they escaped were these two people, and there seemed to be a different emotional factor in it.

"Shangquan Feicun, I know you coward, are you planning to get ahead?" The bald man grinned grinningly and knocked the woman down on the ground, then stepped on the woman's head with his right foot, slowly crushing it.

Wang Luo was expressionless, and said lightly: "Which extreme group do you belong to?"

"It seems that you are really crazy. Listen carefully, this uncle is the head of the third echelon Akita group of the Yakuza Association, Narita Hikaru." The bald head shouted arrogantly.

If it were an ordinary person, Cheng Tianguang might have slashed over with a knife without saying a word, but today is different, he found that his aura was vaguely suppressed by the other party, and he felt that he was participating in the wine glass ceremony of the general meeting On, only when I see the President.

This kind of conjecture shocked him a lot. It is really unbelievable, because recently, the escaped warriors of the Black Dragon Sword Dojo have become a joke, and many people are eager to take back the land of the Kendo Gym. .

If it weren't for the fact that the Akita group is a direct descendant of the Beichuan group, I'm afraid that this piece of fat would not be in the hands of this small organization.

Narita Hikaru pulled out the rib sword from his waist and made a threatening gesture. He hoped to see the rumored liar be afraid or shrink back, but he was destined to be disappointed.

"Black Dragon Sword Dojo, Wuming Shenfengliu, Shangquan Feicun, see the reference!" Wang Luo smiled slightly, his white teeth were like the fangs of a beast exuding a rolling killing intent, and then he stepped lightly on his feet, and his figure suddenly rushed out .

These people are not worthy of Wang Luo's use of the demon sword Muramasa. With one stroke in his right hand, he swung the sword like a real magic weapon. Weapons are no different.

boom!Under the terrifying strong wind, Narita's bald scalp was numb, and he subconsciously wanted to back up, while raising the rib knife in his hand.

His reaction speed is already considered fast, but it is a pity that he completely underestimated Wang Luo's terrifying speed. His head was hit by Wang Luo's right hand first. Hit the same.

White tissue mixed with blood continued to emerge from Narita Hikaru's nostrils, ears, and mouth, as if a pile of paste was all over his face.

Sheditou is the backbone of the Jidao group, and they are all brave people, but the impact caused by being killed in an instant is too great, and the rest of the Autumn group showed fear .

They wanted to escape but couldn't, the only door was sealed by Wang Luo.

call!Wang Luo stepped forward and kicked out his right leg continuously, causing the rest of the Jidao team to fall to the ground spurting blood.

"Ah! Killed someone, come quickly!" The driver of the autumn team outside the door shouted in horror, then pulled out a pistol, pointed at Wang Luo and pulled the trigger.

Members of the Dongwo organization rarely used guns and had no training at all. They failed to hit several bullets in a row, and all fell a few meters away from Wang Luo, splashing pieces of dust.

Wang Luo turned around, moved his neck, there was a crackling sound, a stern look flashed in his eyes, his feet moved vigorously, and he rushed to the driver's side in a few steps, bent his knees and flew to the top, the terrible impact directly knocked the driver His ribs were shattered, and the broken bone was inserted into his heart, and he died instantly.

This kind of fullness was so shocking that the other brothers showed fear, and their bodies couldn't help shaking.

Wang Luo frowned, came to the mother and daughter, and said, "How about it, can you still move?"

The woman struggled to get up, pulled her hair back, patted the dust on her face, lowered her head, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

This woman is very handsome, with willow-leaf curved eyebrows, a delicate and delicate nose, red lips like cherries ready to be picked at any time, fair skin, plump figure, and the whole person exudes a delicious and seductive aura like a ripe peach , is a standard Eastern Japan-style home-style beauty.

The woman's name is Suzuki Molina, a poor and cowardly woman. After being abandoned by her first love in high school, she was kicked out of the house by her parents, and finally chose to raise her daughter Suzuki Yuki alone.

"Go live with me for a while, I'm afraid these people won't let it go." Wang Luo said lightly.

Suzuki Molina bit her lips, folded her hands on her lower abdomen, leaned forward slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, it's already troublesome sir, these things can be dealt with, and I have decided to mortgage the house to the bank to repay the debt."

There was also a kind of fear and alienation in her eyes, obviously frightened by Wang Luo's cruelty, and she didn't want to have anything to do with him.

The daughter, Suzuki Xue, hid behind her mother, poked her head out cautiously, and looked at Wang Luo curiously, with a strange gleam in her eyes. A little girl of her age is most likely to develop admiration.

Especially the way Wang Luo appeared was very much like the hero in the movie, so the impact on Suzuki Xue was particularly strong.

"What are the consequences of mortgaging the house? You should be very clear. Do you want Xiaoxue to beg for food on the street with you?" Wang Luo frowned, and said coldly: "Half of these people will die. Here, I'm afraid the police headquarters will intervene in the investigation, if you are arrested, what will Xiaoxue do?"

Suzuki Molina glanced at Wang Luo resentfully, lowered her head almost to rest her chin on her chest, and said in a low voice: "What can I do if I go to your place? If you kill someone, run away quickly, or it will be too late gone."

"Of course I have a solution. Can I cook? I'm hungry." Wang Luo frowned and said impatiently.

Suzuki Yuki pulled her mother's clothes and said, "Mom, I'm hungry too. Uncle Kamizumi is not a bad person, he can protect us."

The daughter's words were the last straw that crushed Suzuki Molina's heart. As an ordinary Eastern Japanese woman, she had no second choice at all. After making up her mind, she whispered: "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry to bother you. "

Unknowingly used honorifics,