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Concubine Hojo just smiled and didn't speak, and the scene became awkward for a moment.

"Ouch." Bai Chuanxia keenly felt that the relationship between the two was not right, smelling gossip.

But as long as he manages to take his attention away from his bitch, he is content.

Picking up a cup of tea from the side, he put it in his mouth and took a sip.

It was brewed for him by Matsuo Hojo, and after a fancy tea ceremony performance, it looked like this dish was very expensive.

He tasted it carefully in his mouth and concluded: "The taste of tea."

This made him mutter, according to the description in the novel, really good tea tastes like fine nectar, which can only be found in the sky.

Is it the imagination of those authors, or is it because Concubine Hojo gave him a few dollars a catty of tea to perfuse him.

Bai Chuanxia didn't understand, but the atmosphere was already extremely weird, and the middle-aged man with the scarred face also lowered his head.

"Your younger sister has been admitted to Dongda University this year." Concubine Beijo suddenly smiled and said, "You probably don't know yet."

"Those things have nothing to do with me. My surname is Inagawa, not Hojo." Inagawa Hanahi's voice was cold.

"Oh." Bai Chuanxia was stunned for a moment, glanced at the faces of the two, and was surprised to find that the facial contours of the two were [-]% similar, but one was a cold and beautiful girl, and the other was a gentle and mature wife and policeman, with a world of temperament He didn't notice the difference.

But he quickly caught sight of the chests of the two, one with the police uniform on top of the bulge, at least D start, the other wearing a loose kimono, but not more than C.

The two may just be related.

Concubine Beijo suddenly smiled at him, as if she had read his mind, and explained: "She is like his father, and my sister is like me."

"..." The corners of Bai Chuanxia's mouth twitched, does this kind of thing need to be explained?

Inagawa Huafei didn't care, and said coldly: "I don't have that kind of father. As the heir of the underworld, I went to become a policeman and died in the end. As a result, I, Inagawa Society, have no successors."

"He is a hero, even if you are his daughter, you can't slander him." Concubine Hojo's voice was a little harsh.

The atmosphere in the room became tense again.

Bai Chuanxia shrank her body, even though she was mixed into a terrible gossip.

Twin sisters, widows, and my younger sister who is also from the University of Tokyo, there are quite a lot of elements.

But none of this has anything to do with him, just stop worrying about your notebook.

Concubine Hojo seemed to feel that what she said was too harsh, and she said again: "I just met classmate Xia today, what did you ask him to do?"

"I learned manga skills from him." Hana Inagawa took a sip from her teacup.

"Manga skills?" Maki Hojo picked up the "The Myth of Kesulu-The Female Dog of Tindalos" on the table and began to flip through it.

Bai Chuanxia was numb, he felt that Inagawa Hanahi was angry because he compared the two chests just now.

What should I do if my drawing book is seen by the police department of the Metropolitan Police Department? They probably won't arrest me.

After a while, Concubine Hojo closed the manga, took a deep look at Shirakawa Xia, and said to Inagawa Hanahi, "Your fiancé has been involved in many national illegal drug cases. I don't like you marrying him."

"Hmph." Inagawa Hanabi snorted coldly: "Combining with him can help Inagawa Society get out of the predicament of lack of funds. I have nothing to do with you, let alone listen to your instructions."

Inagawa Hanahi seemed happy to see Hojo Maki's ugly face, and added: "Besides, Sohachiro is handsome, and he's a mafia star. I'm not good enough for him."

Shirakawa Natsu pursed her mouth, if Inagawa Hanahi really hated Hojo Maki, she wouldn't let her in.

And the name Sohachiro, no matter how you look at it, looks like the name of a passerby character.

. . .

"Wow!" With a loud noise, the sandbag was crushed by a punch, and the sand inside flowed all over the ground with a "crash".

This is a man in his thirties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, an extraordinary bearing, and just the right muscles all over his body.

There is a tattoo of a Prajna ghost face on the back, and scars on the body, all of which prove that this person is extraordinary.

"The boss is brave!" A young man handed a white towel to the man.

The person in front of him is the leader of the Bamboo Union, Zong Hachiro, the most famous superstar in the underworld. Under his leadership, the gang has almost monopolized the illegal drug trade in Dongguo.

The huge economic benefits have made the Bamboo Union Gang and government councilors inextricably linked.

In a capitalist society, this is not called a power-for-money transaction, but a political contribution, which is legal and compliant.

"Has the person who killed our brother been caught?" Sohachiro took the towel, put it on his face, and asked calmly.

"There were some accidents." The young man lowered his head even lower: "The five members of the action team we sent were killed by her."

Sohachiro's expression didn't change, and he didn't stop at all when he wiped his sweat: "The reason."

Cold sweat dripped from the young man's forehead: "Miss Inagawa Hanabi gave us wrong information, and she picked up that student named Shirakawa Natsu ahead of time."

After he finished speaking, he presented a document with both hands.

"This is the real information of that woman. If it is true, I believe she already knows that we did it. This information was provided by our informant in Inagawa, and Ms. Inagawa Hanabi does not seem to be related to us. One heart."

Zong Hachiro took the information and just glanced at it, then casually put it aside: "Send Master Xuanmu to deal with her."

"Yes." The young man nodded, and said again: "The Inagawa Society, do we have to deal with it?"

"No need." Sohachiro shook his head: "My woman doesn't trust me, so let her trust me. The weak survive in the cracks, and it's understandable to choose the winning side to invest. At least she has something to praise besides her appearance. place, the better her genes are, the better offspring we can produce."

The young man didn't understand, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only retreat obediently.

In the convenience store, Jingomiya Nao took out the pork chop rice and ate it quickly without touching the tableware with her lips.

At this time, the alarm bell rang outside the door.

Jingomiya Nao took it easy, walked to the back changing room, found a set of shop assistant clothes, and quickly changed into it.

The two policemen rushed into the convenience store, their faces changed drastically when they were frightened by the three corpses on the ground, and they took out their pistols to be on guard.

In the end, only in the corner, I found a poor female clerk hiding there trembling with her head in her arms.

"Report to the headquarters. There was a shooting. A total of five people were found dead. There was a witness at the scene. He was a convenience store clerk. I understand."

After finishing the report, the young and middle-aged policeman asked the girl, "Miss, are you okay?"

"Devil... Devil." The pretty girl was trembling all over, speaking incoherently, obviously frightened.

"Take her to the hospital first, and then make a record." The middle-aged policeman said to the young policeman beside him.

"Understood." The young policeman saluted, helped up the poor and beautiful girl, and led her into the police car.

The police car started, and the young policeman peeked at the girl in the back seat from time to time. Even though she was frightened like this, she still looked good.

But looking at it, I suddenly felt that the car in front of me began to appear double, the eyelids gradually became heavy, as if they couldn't open them, and the consciousness began to gradually blur.

The police car lost control and began to drift on the road. The poor girl in the back seat suddenly reached out and held the steering wheel firmly.

Chapter 48 It's Embarrassing

Jingu Nao took off the convenience store employee uniform, revealing her petite figure, her body flexibility developed to the extreme.

Step on the steering wheel with one foot, operate the steering wheel with your toes, and flexibly control the gear lever with the other foot.

If Bai Chuanxia saw this scene, he would be astonished, it's not that she didn't want to marry.

While driving with her feet, she took off the policeman's clothes and quickly put them on for herself. She took the gun and bullets from his waist, put them together with the pistol seized from the unknown killer, and quickly filled the magazine.

A middle-aged man in a white karate uniform stood in the dojo of the Action Group Branch of the Bamboo Union Gang.

He has a beard all over his face, his hands hang down naturally, and his body muscles are relaxed. He seems to be harmless, but he has the style of a master.

Opposite him stood another man, his muscles were tense, he was holding the pistol tightly, the muzzle of the gun was shaking from side to side, making it impossible to see where he was aiming. Suddenly, there was an unexpected gunshot, and the muzzle burst into flames.

The middle-aged man with loose muscles and a relaxed expression suddenly had a sudden change in temperament, his eyes were sharp, and his body moved slightly to the side.

"Puchi." Blood splattered everywhere, the middle-aged man held his shot right hand and fell to the ground.

"Master Xuanmu!" The mugging man hurriedly threw the pistol on the ground, ran up to support Xuanmu, his expression flustered: "Are you okay, it's impossible to see the bullet clearly."

Master Xuanmu covered the wound with one hand, but his expression remained unchanged. He just shook his head slightly: "This is foresight. A true martial artist needs to see through the opponent's actions in advance. If you can only avoid what you can see, it is only second-rate. Musha."

Although the young man didn't understand, he thought it was very powerful, and hurriedly said, "Master Xuanmu, what should we do next?"

Master Xuanmu looked at his own wound, and then at the young man.

The young man suddenly realized: "Master Xuanmu, are you trying to tell me that the wound is the testimony of spiritual practice?"

"No." Xuan Mu shook his head: "Please call someone to treat my wound."

A man in black hurriedly ran over from the gate of the dojo. He hurried to Xuan Mu, bent slightly, leaned into his ear and said: "Master Xuan Mu, the leader asked you to kill a person."

"Boom!" A loud noise came from the gate of the Bamboo Federation.

A police car crashed into the wall, sending dust and debris flying in the sky.

"Ba Ga, who is it!" More than a dozen men in black suits rushed out of the dojo, some with guns in their hands, some with knives, and surrounded the police cars.

The man with the scar in the lead motioned for the younger brother to check. The younger brother held the gun, walked carefully to the police car, and opened the door.

Inside was a policewoman who was injured and fell on the steering wheel, next to a naked young man who passed out.

"Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

"This policewoman is so pretty."

"Did you get into a car accident while wearing a pervert?"

Three thoughts quickly popped up in the underworld boy's mind, and in the next second, there was a "whoosh" gunshot processed by the muffler.

His thoughts stayed forever at that moment.

The moment Jingu Nao fell down, he reached out to support him, using his body as a cover, and shot the man in black outside.

The leader with a scarred face wondered why the younger brother put his head in, but he didn't come out.

In the next second, the younger brothers around him fell down like wheat.

"Shoot!" He yelled hastily, lying on the ground with his head in his arms.

"Crackling!" There was a burst of gunshots all around.

Scarface waited until the gunshots ended and footsteps approached, then raised his head cautiously. Standing in front of him was a beautiful girl in police uniform, with the black muzzle of the gun pointed at his head.

The younger brother who came with him lay on the ground in disarray, without struggling or moaning in pain.

Their lives were taken in an instant.

"Do you know Shirakawa Natsu?" Nao Jingomiya asked softly.

"I...I don't know." Scar's face was flustered, he was afraid that if he said he knew, he would be killed in the next second.

"Crack." There was a gunshot, and a bullet mark appeared on his forehead.

Jingu Nao quickly dropped the magazine and picked up the shell case from the underworld corpse on the ground.

Suddenly, a gust of wind hit from behind, Nao Jingu swung her elbow back to attack, but was caught by a palm.

That powerful big hand used the grabbing technique, and it was about to catch her.

Jingomiya Nao's right foot suddenly protruded from the shoe, and a blade was flexibly clamped between his toes, and he struck back at an incredible angle.

The person behind slapped her calf with a palm, and at the same time used his strength to jump half a meter backward.

Xuan Mu made a karate gesture with one hand, and said slowly: "The old man only kills two kinds of people, one is the heinous people, and the other is the people who have the consciousness of mortal death, and you, which one do you belong to?"

Jingomiya Nao didn't speak, the middle-aged man in front of him was much more powerful than her in frontal combat.

So she took out another gun from her back, held one in each hand, and compressed the movable space of Xuanmu.

Master Xuanmu glanced at the two black gun muzzles, then looked at the wound on his arm, without any fear on his face: "I know the location of the armory."

Nao Jingomiya smiled and put two pistols in her waist.

At the headquarters of the Bamboo Federation, Sohachiro sat on the tatami in a kimono with his eyes closed.

The young man leaned forward and said in a low voice, "Master, our entrance has been raided, Master Xuanmu's whereabouts are unknown, do we need to send an assassination team to encircle and suppress it?"

"Cancel the action against her." Sohachiro opened his eyes slightly, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Sect Leader?" The young man's face was full of doubts.

"She has proven her worth." Sohachiro said lightly: "Next, she will come to me by herself, and I will give her what she wants."

The young people still don't understand, but they always feel that the gang leader is far-sighted, or this is the sympathy that only those who have reached that level will understand, which he often sees in comics or movies.

"Such a powerful woman, if she combines with me, she will give birth to an excellent offspring." After Soichiro finished speaking, his head suddenly exploded.

Red and white splashed across the young man's face.

All of this happened so suddenly that the admiration on the young man's face hadn't subsided yet.