The villain also has spring

Sitting in the dark AE86, Wu Chen, who regained a sense of security, let out the turbid air in his chest.Looking at Laura again, the almost naked female model held the bloody dagger tightly in both hands, and kept repeating in her mouth: "It's a model, not a prostitute, a model, not a prostitute..."

"What a headache." Guessing that there is no answer to the question now, Wu Chen immediately started the car and drove away from the building.

Laura's condition speaks for itself.Referring to previous knowledge, Wu Chen believed that the possibility of self-defense was extremely high.Most likely, it was the president of the fat pig who crossed the bottom line of Laura's model and swallowed the consequences of the present.

"Where are you going? With the current state, you will definitely be wanted..." Wu Chen suddenly turned to the headset and said, "Is there any monitoring at the backstage of the exhibition hall?"

"The murder happened in the model's dressing room, without monitoring." N9 quickly called up the blueprint of the exhibition hall.

"Is there any witness?"

"At present, there were only the deceased and Laura at the time. The female assistant also entered after hearing the screams."

"There is no proof of death?" Wu Chen smiled wryly and shook his head, "Who is the other party?"

"The president of Yongsheng Motors, Yasuo Hamasaki."

"What's the matter?"

"A distant relative of Hamasaki Go, the head of the Tojo Club and head of the immediate Hamasaki group. Hamasaki Go is an extreme villain known as the 'King of Yokohama'. He is secretly active around Yokohama's Chinatown, and is said to have a relationship with Sheka Help collusion."

"Damn, it really is like a dragon's rhythm..." The Dongcheng Club and the Snake Flower Gang are like thunder!

"It seems that we can only hand this woman over to..." Seemingly hearing Wu Chen's murmur, the woman suddenly said, "Let's rob."

"Squeak—" Wu Chen almost lost his breath, lifted his foot and hit the brake.

AE86 froze abruptly, and when Wu Chen raised his head again, he found that the woman was staring at him motionlessly with her big eyes that were wet with tears and painted with dark circles.

"Let's rob." The woman shook the dagger drenched in blood, and said again.

"Lola, are you...are you short of money?" Wu Chen spoke in deliberate fear of being stabbed unexpectedly.

"Very short." The female model stared at Wu Chen firmly, without any change in expression.

"So it's like this..." Wu Chen has also made a lot of money in the past few months, but it can't be exchanged for resource points, which is a pile of waste paper to him.So he quickly made a decision, "I can give it to you."

"I'm not a beggar, I want to earn money with my own hands." The woman leaned over slowly, her eyes getting closer to Wu Chen.Sniffing the body fragrance mixed with the smell of sweat, Wu Chen subconsciously peeked at the scenery on the woman's chest.

"Does it look good?" The woman stared intently at Wu Chen's eyes.

"It looks good." Wu Chen swallowed subconsciously, but his whole body shivered, and he suddenly woke up!

How did the fat pig die!

"I'm sorry, I, didn't mean to." The apology hoped it worked.

"I don't mind." The woman repeated: "Let's rob."

Perhaps because he felt that the woman had no malice towards him, Wu Chen quickly organized his words, and said boldly: "Lola, look, we don't even have anyone to take advantage of, how can we rob? Besides, robbing is not just a joke. , always step on something first."

Wu Chen's defense was very convincing. The female model looked at the dagger in her hand and slowly lowered her head.

Wu Chen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the female model suddenly opened the car door and rushed down, "Wait for me."

Seeing the naked girl walking straight into the luxury store by the street, Wu Chen stared at her writhing plump buttocks, completely forgetting to think!

It wasn't until the female model walked out of the store carrying a travel bag that she suddenly woke up.Staring at the half bill caught by the zipper, Wu Chen suddenly opened his mouth, "You won't..."

"Where can I buy a handy weapon?" The female model opened the travel bag, and colorful banknotes poured out immediately.

It turned out to be a success...

Polite Japanese, you are so intimidating, does your boss know?

Wu Chen swallowed his saliva, smiled wryly and said, "There is a place, I'll take you there right away."

Kamurocho, north of Bingke Road, Beam DVD shop.

Wu Chen led the naked girl through the shelves and went straight into the warehouse.Seeing Wu Chen quickly remove the cardboard boxes piled up in the corridor, the clerk opened his mouth and turned around immediately.

The elevator to the basement is hidden behind the cardboard box.

"That guy is hiding here. Tokyo is where all the information and guns in Japan can be obtained." Wu Chen pressed the button, and the elevator door opened slowly after a ding.

"Let's go." Although Wu Chen came here for the first time, he knew the way very well.That's why the clerk didn't stop him.

The female model changed her hand to hold the dagger, and gently grabbed Wu Chen's skirt with the blood-stained hand.The confined space seemed to scare her very much, and her blind trust in Wu Chen was always soothing her fragile heart that was running amok.

In fact, rather than saying that Wu Chen is trustworthy, it is better to say that this is the only life-saving straw she can grasp.

The bald young man in the window has a benevolent face like a monk.Hearing the sound of high heels, he slowly raised his head and smiled at Wu Chen: "Welcome to the two warriors who killed the Emperor of Yokohama."

Wu Chen smiled and shook his head, "It's not the Emperor Yokohama himself, but a distant relative."

The bald-headed charity smiled and said, "What's the difference?"

Wu Chen was taken aback when he heard the sound, then nodded with a serious expression, "Yes, there is no difference."

Because for Wu Chen and Laura, death is inevitable.Perhaps in the eyes of the monk, they are already dead.

"What do you two want from me?"

"Weapons." The female model threw the travel bag into Wu Chen from a distance.

"Wow..." The upper layer is filled with not many banknotes, but the bottom layer is full of famous watches.Monk is clearly satisfied.

"Please come with me." The monk asked as he walked, "What kind of firearms do you two like?"

Wu Chen scratched his head, and the female model rushed to say, "It's powerful when you take advantage of it."

"Okay." The monk looked at the female model in surprise, "Madam is very talented."

"Why do you say that?" Wu Chen hurriedly asked for fear that Laura would take the compliment as encouragement and go further and further down the path of crime.

"Ms. has a slender body, slender arms, and relatively fragile wrists. The more powerful the firearm, the stronger the recoil. It takes a long time of training to master how to use it correctly. Otherwise, if you fire it rashly, you may break your wrist." The monk pushed open the door of the secret room, and immediately filled his eyes with long guns and short cannons.

"What do you suggest?" Like many women, Lola suffers from choice syndrome.

"Ma'am, if the shooting accuracy is not enough, then use bullet rain to make up for it. As I said before, without special training, I don't recommend you to choose a large-caliber submachine gun. Therefore, I think this gun is very suitable for you."

The monk handed over the pistol.

Isn't the pistol single shot?Wu Chen couldn't help asking: "Didn't it mean that the lack of accuracy can be made up for by bullet rain?"

The monk nodded with a smile, and then took an extra-long magazine from the shelf next to it: "Glock 18 (GLOCK18) 9mm submachine gun, the extended magazine has a capacity of 33 rounds, a muzzle velocity of 360m/s, and a theoretical rate of fire 1300 rounds/min, and the mass of the gun without the magazine is 636g.” Looking at Laura, who is obviously an amateur, the monk added thoughtfully: “Suppressors and laser sights can be added.”

"I want two." Laura held the GLOCK18 in her hand. Wu Chen seemed to have known him before, but he couldn't remember it.