"Where are the bosses and you... the bosses?"

"In the city, an izakaya called 'Tu'..."

As the woman asked tremblingly, the man with a cervical spine on the ground answered with difficulty. The scabbard on her neck suddenly lifted up and then fell heavily.

When I tilted my head, I closed my eyes and stopped moving.

Xia Yi picked up the extremely long thin knife and stood there, his eyes swept over the white face of the woman next to him. The latter's head was blank. When he looked at the motionless body on the ground, a cold sound rang out.

"He is not dead, but he can only lie in bed for the rest of his life."

Turning his gaze, Natsui carried it straight past Keiko Sakai, and his words continued: "Drive the car out and go to that place, do you know where?"

Huizi, who came to her senses, looked at the motionless member of the community on the ground. In her life, she had never seen such a scene, and her legs were still a little weak at this time.

After walking weakly for a few moments, I gradually recovered.

When they got into the car and left the garage, they didn't say anything along the way. The Shuiyuan District was not big. When they were about to arrive at the izakaya that the member of the club said, Xia Yi suddenly spoke.

“Stop right here.”

Keiko Sakai hurriedly called the direction and slowly walked towards the roadside parking belt. While stepping on the brakes, she asked, "Here? Are you here alone?"

However, before the car body could stop, Xia Yi put on sunglasses and opened the door, pulling out the Budu Yuhun from the back seat.

"Xia Sang"

Huizi looked around the front of the car and walked up the street where pedestrians were walking, lowered the window and shouted: "You must be careful..."

The back in front stopped and turned his face slightly: "Waiting for Zhenwu in the car, then waiting for me at the street intersection in front."

Just about ten meters in front of Xia Yi, two black business cars were parked in front of an izakaya with the words "Pwolves". There were not many other customers in it at present, and even if there were, they were driven out.

Eleven figures sitting on the bar and the booth were drinking and shouting. The skin on the collar and the cuffs were intentionally or unintentionally exposed, which often made customers who wanted to enter the store turn around and leave quickly when they saw this scene.

Going along the middle of the bar and the booth, the innermost part, was also the booth facing the door. Eguchi Kenmaru put a glass of juice in front of the boy next to him.

Spit smoke.

"Mr. Uehara, your son seems very cowardly. You must teach me well in the future. My Yamato man will not frown even if he is facing the bullets, and he will not kneel down easily!"

He showed a scar on his arm.

"I was a small person in the club back then. I followed the leader and the opponent to fight in a restaurant run by Chinese people. This scar was cut by the other party and I had more than fifty needles. I was only seventeen years old at that time!"

As he said that, he deliberately squeezed out his thick muscles. Zhenwu, who was originally wandering and uneasy, suddenly looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

"Ojisan is a wandering warrior. When he comes, you bad guys will be beaten down by Ojisan!"

"Oh, the man who possessed your mother is a samurai?" Eguchi Jinmaru didn't care about Toshio, whose face turned green, and laughed, "That's just a samurai who showed off his might on the bed, and he can only surrender your mother!"

Uehara Toshio held the wine glass in his hand, tightened his voice and said in a low voice: "Enough... Please don't ask that man and that shameless bitch in front of me."

"Say it! Say it!" Eguchi Jinmaru said with a smile, pressing his elbow on the table, and turning the jade ring on his other hand with his fingertips.

"But, Uehara Kar, do you think your ex-wife will find the person, call us, or she will send the person here in person?"

Toshio Uehara raised his gaze to look at his son who was nestled on the sofa opposite him, snorted, turning his face away, and speaking with a certain tone: "It will definitely be."

“That’s really slow.”

Dingding Ding Ding...

Just as Jiangkou said this, he happened to look at the shop door opposite. The sliding door leaf opened, and a row of hanging wind chimes were shaking, and a crisp sound was heard.

A member of the club near the door turned his head and looked over. A figure in a suit and white shirt sat next to him with something in one hand, ignoring the fierce gaze that was looking at him, and reached out to grab the sake in front of him without hesitation.

Just in the bartender's sight behind the bartender, Xia Yi drank half a glass of sake in one sip.

"Bastard, what are you doing?!"

The moment the member of the club screamed, the people around him heard a whisper. It was the crisp sound of the wine glass shattering, and the broken pieces scattered on the ground. The man was covered in blood on the bar.

Everyone looked over and the smile on Ekou Jinmaru's face became even stronger.

Xia Yi wiped the wine stains on the corner of her mouth, got off the bar stool, stepped on the shiny leather shoes and walked towards the opposite side.

"Ojisang!" Matsugo stepped on the sofa and looked at the figure walking towards him, with a smile on his face.

Toshio on the left side of the booth naturally recognized the other party at a glance, stood up, pointed at Xia Yi who was coming, turned to the majestic and upright Eguchi Jinmaru and said, "It's this person! That night he opened the door for me. I recognize him, so there will be no mistake."

His tone was a little excited.

"You dare to come alone, you are responsible, you are a man!" Eguchi Jinmaru clapped his hands and approved. The next second, he waved his palm: "Catch him and take him away!"

Around the surroundings, the remaining ten members of the club rushed up together. Xia Yi, who was moving forward, stretched out his feet and kicked the bar stool sitting next to him. When the man heard the leader's instructions, he had not had time to get off, the stool under his butt suddenly fell and sat directly on the floor.

He struggled to get up, swept the leather shoes over, and hit the hardwood board under the bar, and his head ran through, leaving only his body and limbs, in a kneeling position, and was motionless.

Next to him, someone was already holding the bottle and waving it. Xia Yi didn't look at the other party. He raised his hand to catch the bottle he smashed, snatched it over, covered it on the other party's head, and the body that rushed down softly. The bottle was broken and fragmented, and the spilled wine splashed in the air, pouring on the faces and bodies of the other members of the community who rushed over.

The figure that came next came to them in a blink of an eye. Xia Yi kicked out the crotch of the man on the left side of the center, and his whole body arched instantly, his face turned purple, his eyes almost glared to the extreme, and a stream of red blood flowed out of his thighs from his trousers and seeped into his socks.

At the same time, another person's head was slapped and his head hit the bar directly. The wooden table surface cracked and the man's forehead bone was also broken and sunken.

The figure carrying a knife in one hand was behind the suit, and he never stopped walking. There were four people behind him, most of whom had less inlet and more out of breath.

Five of the remaining six people looked at each other, moved slowly, shouted "ah" and turned around and ran to the outside of the store. The last person wanted to run away.

The moment he missed Xia Yi, his hair was grabbed from behind, and he was dragged to the ground, and then he threw it to his feet.

The shiny black leather shoes pressed against the member of the club and stepped on the other party on the floor.

"True enlightenment, come here!"

Xia Yi spoke softly. The boy on the sofa took advantage of Jiangkou's smile and jumped down for a moment of dazedness, rushed to Oujisang's side. He was still young and could not tell whether these people on the ground were dead or alive. He only felt that Oujisang had just a few minutes since he entered the door, and those bad people were knocked to the ground.

After the little man had a backbone, his courage became much bigger and he opened his mouth wide.

"Siguoyi, Oujisan, can you teach me in the future?"

Xia Yi just patted his head, pointed out the door, and signaled him to go out first. Anyway, Zhenwu recognized his own car.

"Oh, then I'll go out first." The boy took two steps, thought of something, turned back, and waved his hand to the father over there: "Goodbye, Dad!"

The wind chimes jingle sounded.

After the little boy opened the door and left, the only three of them were left in the izakaya, and the bartender sneaked out to call the police as soon as the fight started.

Xia Yi turned her face back, and there was a beautiful silver pistol in Jiangkou Jinmaru, who was sitting opposite him, and his mouth cracked and he smiled fiercely: "Chinese people, be careful when doing things, don't look at others..."

The leather shoes, standing among a piece of glass fragments, kicked the toes lightly as the other party spoke.

Bang!

The gunshot suddenly rang out, and a bullet shot into the ceiling, and while punching the hole, it also made a soft sound. The pistol fell on the round table. Kenmaru, Eguchi, covered his palm, which was pierced by a piece of glass, gritted his teeth and did not let himself scream.

Toshio Uehara next to him was so scared that his face turned pale, and he fell back on the sofa and shivered.

"You don't even have the interest to ask me to draw my sword..."

Xia Yi put the Budu Yuhun behind him on the bar, walked to the wine rack and took a bottle of open foreign wine. He took a sip of the yellow wine in his mouth and walked towards the two of them.

On the sofa, Toshio's face was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes kept floating away from the pistol on the table. Just as he plucked up his courage and wanted to reach out and snatch it, he placed the bottle of foreign wine heavily on the table.

The sudden shock scared his hand back, and his fat body shrank back.

Xia Yi took the silver pistol and fiddled with it twice, and stroked his fingertips over it as if a cherry blossom was specially carved on it: "It's so beautiful..."

He raised his face, looked at them with a smile on his left eye, and put away his gun.

"It's a pity that it's not a revolver, so you can't play big adventures."

As the other side spoke, Eguchi Jinmaru took a deep breath. Her previous confidence, her smile no longer existed, and the severe pain in her palms was still stimulating the nerves.

But my body couldn't help but tremble.

He is different from Toshio Uehara.

Two months ago, Tokyo issued a wanted order, which made all counties and cities nervous and martial law. As a violent society, after being affected by the fish, naturally, there were also people who carefully read the wanted order. Later, the government issued another party's death news, so this matter would not be taken seriously.

At present, the person sitting opposite is exactly the same as the photos on the wanted order and the death notice.

The other party burned the Yasukuni Shrine, blew up the entire street, and killed the president of the famous chaebol in the island country...

"I... fucked... made a terrifying gangster with great martial arts skills."

After a moment of whispering, Eguchi Jinmaru slowly stood up, and then, in Toshio Uehara's horrified gaze, he knelt on the ground and lowered his head.

"Please forgive me."

"Boss of Eguchi..." Toshio Uehara wanted to go up and pull him. On the round table, a bottle of foreign wine was pushed over. He quickly withdrew his hand, looked at the bottle, and looked at the Chinese man again.

The other party just smiled, pointed to the kneeling Eguchi Kenmaru, and made a fall gesture.

Xia Yi put down her hand, looked at Junxiong hesitating, slowly lifted her trembling palm, reached out to grab the bottle, and took out the cigarette box and lit the cigarette. Seeing Junxiong picking up the bottle, he was still hesitating.

The hand holding the cigarette butt made another inverted gesture, and then Yue Guang saw the camera on the top of the corner of the wall, got up and headed towards the bar.

Seeing the man leaving, Uehara Toshio poured the wine on his kneeling figure's head, but apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't want it. This person may want to use me to humiliate you."

"Mr. Uehara doesn't need to feel guilty, living a life of silence is also a kind of wisdom."

At this moment, a computer in the bar was scrapped by Xia Yi, and the hard drive inside was pulled out, and it broke it into two pieces. Then he walked back and looked at the time.
To be continued...