I! Black Organization Boss

Ryazan said: "Ginjiu, when I first joined the organization, you found me a Brazilian martial arts coach, remember?"

Qin Jiu was slightly taken aback: "Remember."

Ryazan missed and said: "Where is that person now, can you fight me again?"

"No." Jin Jiu replied directly, "He and the local gang revealed the news of the organization and were killed long ago."

Ryazan:

He couldn't help rolling his eyes.

No matter who, as long as you contact the organization, you will feel the end) (Chengdu is dead.

Can't these people be more peaceful and friendly?

Jin Jiu said lightly, "If you are interested in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, I can bring you a red and black belt next week. It's easy to find a black belt.

Ryazan was slightly taken aback: "Are you in Brazil? What happened there?"

"Forgot the rules of the organization? Don't inquire about other people's tasks." Gin replied coldly.

He took a breath and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

Ryazan rolled his eyes.

Isn't this what he just said to Bourbon some time ago?

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard Jin Jiu saying: "The task is not troublesome, it's just to clear up a little hostile forces, you can just take care of yourself, don't follow along and ask about it."

After that, Jin Jiu hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the phone that was hung up, Liang Zan was stunned for a moment, and then he had an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

This gin just told him not to inquire, but he explained the content of the task.

Putting away the phone, he went back to the mansion.

As soon as they walked in, they saw Conan and his party standing in the corridor with serious faces, listening to the movement inside through the paper door.

Ryazan was a little strange: "What are you doing?"

Everyone hurriedly gave him a gesture of silence.

At this moment, an exclamation came from the house: "There is no injury on the leg!"

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the corridor sank, and they all rushed into the room!

Conan hurriedly explained to Ryazan: "The real Mr. Yabuuchi Yoshibo, 30 years ago in a baseball game, his calf was kicked by a spiked shoe, leaving a big scar. They want to use this mark to judge

Is the person in the broken house Mr. Yabuuchi Yoshifu?

With that said, he also hurried into the house.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw the old man chuckling, "Do you want to see my scar?" wokz

He lifted another trouser leg: "I was kicked in the calf at a baseball game thirty years ago. What you want to see is this scar, right?"

Seeing this scar, everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

It seems that this person is really Yabuchi Yifang?

Ryazan looked at the scar and opened a real eye.

Then the corners of his mouth twitched.

The old man is getting more and more interesting.

As the sky was getting dark, Machiko, the wife of the head of the house, and everyone said goodbye and went to the town to attend the dance.

Others gather together in the house to eat hot pot.

After eating was almost done, Yabuuchi Hiromi stood up and said that she was going to burn wood and prepare bath water for everyone.

Hearing this, Ryazan and Conan both showed somewhat surprised expressions.

The two looked at each other with emotion.

As expected of a country rich man, he still uses firewood to take a bath

Because Yabuuchi Yoshio was a senior citizen, he was naturally the first to take a bath.

Not long after he left, Ryazan also stood up: "I'm going to the toilet."

After leaving the room, he went directly to the corridor in front of the bathroom.

Yabuuchi Yoshibo also happened to be here.

Seeing Ryazan, he showed a somewhat wary expression, "What's the matter?"

Seeing the appearance of Ruo Tau Nei Yi Fang, Liang Zan showed a strange smile.

"Sir, stop acting."

"You are not Yabunai Yibo at all. The wound on your leg is less than five years old. You said it was 30 years ago?"

He took a step forward and smiled dangerously. "Tell me, what gangster in Brazil are you from?"

"Don't think about it if you lie, no one will know where a person like you who concealed his identity entered the country, even if he died in a barren mountain.