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"Brother, what is this guy doing?"

"Is he really here to invest in the cultural tourism industry?"

The Wakato assistant looked at the whereabouts report sent by the broken finger, his eyes full of confusion.

"This guy seems to have discovered us. Every time he goes out, he will let the patrol clear the way, but he really doesn't seem to come to retaliate against us.

All day long, he is either drinking and inspecting projects everywhere, and has close contacts with several superiors."

The Wakato assistant didn't know what Wang Lei was playing, so he could only continue to ask:

"What about Gao Qilong? His injury has healed, and he didn't think about revenge?"

"This is not in line with his temperament."

"Advisor, are you worrying too much? Black Dragon was hit hard this time, and the Wang family did not send reinforcements. They are now more concerned about how to protect themselves."

Looking at the smug look of the broken finger, the Wakato assistant shook his head again and again.

As the think tank of Team Leader Yamazaki, he had a vague feeling that Wang Lei and Gao Qilong were brewing some big conspiracy.

But the news from the customs is that they have strengthened the patrols in recent days and have not found large-scale smuggling.

The smugglers who were shot were just some civilians.

"Am I really overthinking?"

Just then, You Ruozhong (the leader of the group) rushed in with a panicked look on his face.

His face was full of fear.

"What's wrong? Are you in a panic? Is the Black Dragon Gang here?"

"No, it's Quan Nu Luo!"

Before he finished speaking, someone else broke into the office.

"Advisor, something big happened. Guang Shiquan died tragically in his own club. Now those wild dogs are wreaking havoc on our territory, shouting that they want to avenge their general president!"

"How is it possible? That's Guang Shiquan. How could he die in the club he opened?"

The assistant Ruotou was full of disbelief. They all knew how powerful Guang Shiquan was. Such a person actually died like this!

Anyone who heard this news would think it was a prank.

At this time, he realized the seriousness of the matter. They had just fallen out with Black Dragon, and now they were facing Quan Nu Luo who was like a mad dog. If things went wrong, many people would be killed or injured.

"The news is true. Team leader Yamazaki hopes you can meet him immediately to discuss countermeasures together."

"Okay, I will meet up with the team leader now."

Assistant Wakatoru in the car was still puzzled.

They Yamaguchi-gumi and Quan Nu Luo are incompatible. There is indeed a team attacking this emerging force, but they will never be stupid enough to take action at this time.

Wang Lei's calm face appeared in his mind:

"Oh no, we fell into a trap, even Quan Nu Luo was included in it."

He had an even worse guess:

"It's not good, the president may also be in danger, I have to inform the team leader quickly."

"Advisor Miura, you are a little slow to react."

The man in the passenger seat lost his respectful look, and his eyes were full of murderous intent!

"You, you, are not the team leader's man."

"I was sent by Mr. Wang to send you to Shura Hell."

There were only two bangs, and the hand of the young consultant holding the gun slowly fell down.

"Humph, everyone said that you planned to kill my father, and you got a good death like this."

The young man in a suit and leather shoes fired several more shots at the corpse, not satisfied, until the bullets in the gun were used up.

"Let's go, the next one to die is Takata."

"He's not called Takata anymore, he's called Sugimoto Yoshida now."

"Humph, he actually recognized the thief as his father, this slave deserves to die!"

The general manager of the Yamaguchi-gumi, who had no idea of ​​the danger, was sitting in a Rolls-Royce and hugging his mistress.

The next second, a dump truck hit him hard!

Without giving the driver time to react, the dump truck used its own momentum to roll the Rolls-Royce several times on the driveway.

The people of Mang Village who were ambushing not far away were a little confused when they saw this scene.

Li Qing drank a sip of Erguotou that he didn't know where he bought it from, and wondered to himself:

"Boss, do you think we are not safe enough and sent another person?"

Wang Xiuquan immediately rejected it and said, "Impossible, this is not like Brother Lei's style of doing things."

"Look, the target is still alive!"

After climbing out of the car, the general manager of the Yamaguchi-gumi also looked frightened.

His mistress blocked most of the impact of the dump truck for him. He was very safety-conscious and wore a seat belt, so the car rolled a few times, but he survived by chance.

At this time, he also noticed a few homeless people not far away. In order to survive, he didn't care about so much at this time and took off his Rolex:

"Save me, the watch is for you, it can be sold for at least 100 million yen!"

The few people who didn't understand Japanese thought that their life would beThe old man was cursing them in a mumbling voice, and Wang Xiuquan raised his hand and fired a shot.

Li Qing walked over and picked up the Rolex. He knew the goods and kept exclaiming:

"What a good thing, it's a limited edition custom model, and it's even better than the one I had before."

Mangcun F4 thought the old man was bragging again.

They didn't know where they got an antique car from. They finally started it, but it stalled after running a few steps.

The police who came after hearing the noise just glanced at them and passed by them.

The investigation results of the death of the top figure of the Yamaguchi-gumi soon came out.

The person driving the mud truck was a member of Quan Nu Luo, and medical records showed that he didn't have much time left.

All signs showed that Quan Nu Luo planned to assassinate the general president in order to retaliate against the Yamaguchi-gumi!

At this time, both sides wanted to restrain themselves. Although the Sakurajima police issued a warning, both sides did not intend to stop.

Today I will sweep your casino, and tomorrow I will sweep your three streets.

Takada, oh, shouldn't call it Sugimoto Yoshida, was completely confused at this time.

I thought that recognizing President Yamaguchi as my godfather would help my career go to the next level.

Unexpectedly, before I could enjoy it for a few days, my new backer died on the way to meet his mistress.

At this time, the Yamaguchi group was busy with their careers and competing for the position of the president, and no one cared about his safety at all.

As the leader of the group directly under the president, Sugimoto Yoshida didn't have any young people available at this time.

His subordinates collectively ignored him.

He was wrapped in a resentment in his heart. Why did he make the most sensible choice, but the result was different from what he imagined.

Just as he was thinking about how to regain the position that should belong to him, he keenly heard the door on the first floor click.

Sugimoto Yoshida took out the spray gun hidden under the table and walked towards the door step by step.

"Meow~"

It turned out that it was his cat, which was too fat and stuck on the secret door.

"I told you to eat less, but now you're stuck, you're in a dilemma."

Seeing the stuck cat, Sugimoto Yoshida thought of his own situation:

"If I wasn't greedy, I might not be in this situation today."

But a sneer came from behind him:

"I didn't expect that you, a traitor, would reflect on yourself. It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world."

Sugimoto Yoshida's eyes widened, and his back was instantly wet with cold sweat: "Yama..."

He was greeted by a continuous stream of bullets. After the magazine was emptied, the other party still felt unsatisfied, and took out a pistol and shot Sugimoto's head.

"This is what you get for betraying your adoptive father!"