Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

There was a rapid sound of braking outside. Shen Chen closed his laptop and lowered his head with a low growl at Fu Yan. He had just touched his waist when he saw that the men had already loaded their guns. The tallest two were already standing at the door and pushing. The door opened.

Wow! The boy yelled, and rushed in. He loudly asked the store owner if there was a back door and said sorry for borrowing it. After running two steps, he discovered that there were many guns in the store.

With a roll of his eyes, the young man ran out of the kitchen and with a deft turn, he rushed to the side of the woman who was being guarded in the middle. He squeezed in beside her and sat down, then looked up with a young and lovely face and said: Sister, help. help me!

Hey, people inside, listen! Hand over the people to us, or we will burn down your shop! After the car stopped outside, more than a dozen men in black rushed out of the car, and they were the first to rush into the shop. But he was stopped by someone who seemed to be the leader. Looking at the light of the gun barrel flashing behind the closed door, he shouted towards the inside of the shop.

Hold on. Cheng Cheng already had the gun in his hand. He leaned in front of the window and took a look. He signaled Shen Chen to take Fu Yan back and whispered into the headset.

The door of the car that had been parked on the roadside was slightly opened but no one moved.

You guys, go and block the back door! The leading man waved his hand, and several people walked around to the back door of the shop from both sides. Seeing that there was no movement at all inside the shop, the leading man smiled evilly and said, Young Master, Since you have been unwilling to cooperate with us, there is a solution. He said, waving his hand.

The men in black took out guns and bright machetes from their bodies. Some of them took out submachine guns from the car. The one with the knife shouted, and the one with the gun swept out.

The bullets hit the stone wall foundation of the shop and made little sparks. The windows shattered, glass shards flew everywhere, and the curtains instantly turned into pieces.

*

When the men drew their guns, Ye Shiyi and Yan Qi took the lead. Yan San had already picked up Ling Qingyu and headed towards the kitchen. Shen Chen pressed Fu Yan and followed behind. Sum protected Cheng Jia, Lu Yao and Su Hexiang also retreated behind. , there were only five people left in the small shop: Yang Zhao, He Li, Zhao Yinfengying, Jiu Chengcheng, who had their bodies hidden behind the stone pillars, and the guns in their hands were loaded.

When Ling Qingyu was picked up by Yan San, he waved to the young man. The young man rolled his eyes and saw that those people were walking back in unison without making any sound. He followed them without hesitation. When he walked past the counter, he saw The man in front said something, but the shop owner didn't seem to understand and froze behind the kitchen counter. He shouted to him to hide, and then followed the example of the man in front of him and hunched into the back room.

This small shop has a layout of a front shop and a back home. The kitchen is not big. Through the kitchen is the shop owner’s living room. Outside the door of the living room is a small courtyard. There is a door in the small courtyard that opens to the other side.

The shop owner's family was sitting in the living room having breakfast. When they saw so many people coming, they were shocked when they heard violent gunshots coming from outside.

It's okay, it's okay, don't panic. The young man waved to the Japanese with a smile on his face. He turned his head and saw the woman being held in his arms showing a friendly smile, so he smiled back. See you again. Ye Shiyi and Yan Qi strode towards the other door and shouted unconsciously: Be careful, they must be blocking the back door.

The sound of hurried running and loud shouts in Japanese came from the alley outside the door.

Ye Shiyi turned around and glanced at him, with a slight and evil smile at the corner of his mouth. He pressed his hand on the wall, and like Yan Qi, he flipped out like a light feather.

Only a few screams were heard outside, and then it became quiet.

*

Yan San glanced at the huddled Japanese, hugged Ling Qingyu and sat down on the steps facing the small courtyard in the living room. He gathered Ling Qingyu's clothes and asked, Is it cold?

Ling Qingyu shook his head, looked at the young man with a slight smile, and called out hesitantly: Sanlang?

Hearing the increasingly fierce gunfire from the front, the young man's expression became a little nervous. Hearing Ling Qingyu's call, he subconsciously responded, then turned around and said, How did you know my name is Sanlang? Do you recognize me?

Ling Qingyu pursed his lips and smiled, and said: I don't recognize him, but I think you should be called Sanlang. Such a familiar feeling, the same smile, and even the tone of voice.

Sanlang, Xie Sanlang, that naughty boy as cheerful as the morning sun, has been reborn...

However, looking in front of him and listening to the fierce gunshots like exploding beans, Ling Qingyu smiled knowingly and said, Looking for you? This guy's family background seems to be not simple.

I'm sorry for dragging you down. Rubbing his head apologetically, Saburo sneered.

Seeing that his face was full of apology, and his apology was sincere but without any intention of taking responsibility and not hurting others, Yan San glanced at him lightly.

Speaking of which, Xie Sanlang was very bloody back then. If he hadn't taken him away by force, he would have planned to die with his father and brother. However, after being with Ling Qingyu for half a year, he became a heartless naughty kid...

I thought it was a problem with Ling Qingyu's education, but now it seems it's his nature...

*

You are... Saburo Fujiwara... Fu Yan, who had been looking at the young man, murmured as the people around him calmed down a little.

Ah, do you recognize me? Sanlang raised his eyebrows. Different from the relaxed response to Ling Qingyu just now, he looked at Fu Yan with a wary expression.

Fu Yan smiled bitterly and turned his head to the side. He had never met Saburo Fujiwara, but the Yamaguchi-gumi leader who worked with him mentioned the Fujiwara family to him. The Yamaguchi-gumi has been through six generations and has always been suppressed by the government. A huge and growing organization with more than 40,000 members. Among them, several powerful groups not only cooperate but also compete with each other. Especially now that the sixth largest group leader is old, there is a huge competition among the following forces. is even more powerful.

The Fujiwara family is an ancient family that has been in Osaka for a generation. It has been in the second position for six generations. It is extremely powerful. Their family will not compete for the position of team leader, but if they want to rise to the top, they will become the team leader. Without their support it would be completely impossible.

The team leader Fu Yan befriended belonged to a force in Tokyo. This time he just had the idea to compete for the position of team leader, so he wanted to make a lot of money with him this time. Unexpectedly, stealing a chicken leads to a loss. rice.

I know, you are the one named Fu Yan. Takahashi has been sending people to look for you these days. What did you do? To make Takahashi so aggressive? Sanlang asked curiously.

Before Fu Yan could answer, he heard the sound of shotgun bullets flying, and then a huge explosion came from the kitchen. The huge shock wave of the explosion rushed the fragments directly out of the kitchen, and the fragments flew in all directions. Directly aimed at everyone in the living room.