"Mr. Zhao, I feel that something is not quite right. Why was there no movement after Miss Yamamoto passed by?"

There were three people sitting in the Mercedes-Benz RV. In addition to the driver, there was a soldier in his thirties with cold eyes sitting in the passenger seat.

Sitting in the back seat was a middle-aged man about fifty years old. The man was wearing a black suit and a coat. He looked quite elegant.

However, the sinister look on the middle-aged man's face made his whole image plummet instantly.

It seems that this is also a guy with evil intentions.

The person speaking at this time was the soldier sitting in the front row. He looked ahead with some worry and said:

"Commander, for the sake of safety, we should retreat a little further. If Miss Yamamoto makes a mistake, we will have a way out!"

"What retreat do you want?"

The middle-aged man looked a little disdainful and sneered:

"Previous investigations have made it very clear that he is surrounded by two bodyguards, a male and a female, plus Zheng Weida.

With the strength of the Japanese, there are so many people, are you afraid that you won’t be able to defeat them?”

"That's what I said, but Commander, if you steal the Ning family's fighter jet this time, if anything is found out, it will be a disaster!"

The young soldier added hesitantly:

"What's more, that Zheng Weida is not bad at all. He was also the top student in the military academy back then."

"Okay, okay, everything has been done, everyone has arrived, why should we look forward and backward?

So what if something goes wrong? The old man is here to take care of it! Besides, if the Ning family installs fighter jets privately, it’s a loss in itself, so I won’t suffer a loss even if it causes trouble."

The middle-aged man curled his lips and explained impatiently:

"Don't worry, even if the Japanese fail, the Ning family won't dare to do anything to me.

That boy named Liu Shiba must be captured alive. General Yamamoto has promised that as long as he captures this boy, he will give him whatever he wants..."

The young soldier couldn't help but secretly smile bitterly when he heard this. How could it be so simple to mobilize all the Japanese lurking in Kyoto to deal with them?

If you don't let yourself get involved, that would be a huge disaster!

The young soldier still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man, who smiled sinisterly:

"Don't mention it, it is an opportunity to establish a long-term and stable cooperative relationship with the Japanese.

With the financial and military support of the Japanese, then the old man Fei Liguo will be more secure in his position as the top leader. When the time comes...hehe! Don't you think so?"

The young soldier could only smile bitterly and nod, but felt a little uneasy in his heart...

"Shi Wengong, why are you becoming more and more timid?"

The middle-aged man frowned and smiled.

"It's better to be careful in everything."

The young soldier named Shi Wengong quickly warned:

"You cooperated with the Japanese without telling the old man, and you don't know what the old man thinks?

What's more, this matter also involves the Fei family, so I think it's better to be more cautious!"

"Don't worry, how could I not know what the old man is thinking?"

When he mentioned the old man, the middle-aged man curled his lips disdainfully and said:

"That old pervert only has two things in his mind, one is women and the other is money.

Now, he is no longer the person who dared to fight when he was young. At a very old age, he only knows how to play with women, collect money, and be a stable official."

"Teacher, be careful what you say."

Shi Wengong quickly reminded.

"Be careful, did I say something wrong?"

The middle-aged man is Fei Liguo's daughter-in-law, Zhao Meilun's younger brother, and Fei Anping's uncle Zhao Qianjun.

At the same time, Zhao Qianjun is also the new commander of the Kyoto Guard Division.

Zhao Qianjun pursed his lips with disdain and said:

"Over the years, I don't know how many women have been played by the old man.

He also always likes to pretend to be an amiable and friendly person to seduce women from good families. It’s true that the older you get, the more charming you become!”

Guard Shi Wengong listened quietly. The old man did have such a hobby. He had caused some trouble before because he had seduced a good woman.

This incident became a joke in Kyoto circles at that time, and almost everyone knew about it.

"Besides women, he also likes money. The old guy has been transferring assets abroad these years and raking in money at home. This official is worthy of..."

Zhao Qianjun snorted coldly:

"Old guy, now, he likes anyone who can make money for him. If we handle the Japanese affairs well, with the huge strength of the Japanese, even if it is just a small part of the business to cooperate with me.

It’s enough for us to make a lot of money, and then we’ll have the capital to enjoy our time abroad.”

"The teacher is right."

Seeing that he could not dispel Zhao Qianjun's thoughts, Shi Wengong could only nod with a wry smile, but he felt somewhat disapproving in his heart.

Now the old man does like these tunes, but Zhao Qianjun is not a vegetarian.

Whether it is scheming or ruthless means, he is far superior to the old man, but he is big and easy to get into trouble. This time he dared to lead troops to seize a Ning family fighter jet...

Now Zhao Qianjun was very happy, and Shi Wengong knew that he couldn't listen to anything he said, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

"This time, Liu Shiba must be caught. I am so angry that he actually rescued Ning Min'er under my nose."

Zhao Qianjun couldn't help but laugh wildly when he said something he was proud of...

"Who is the old man Zhao Qianjun is talking about? Is it Fei Liguo or someone else?"

Outside the car, Liu Shiba smiled faintly, but his eyes flashed coldly:

"What a cancer of China!"

Hearing Liu Shiba sneer outside the window, Shi Wengong and Zhao Qianjun were shocked at the same time and exclaimed:

"Who is it?!"

At the same time, Shi Wengong's hand touched his waist and prepared to draw his gun.

"Bang!"

A fist suddenly smashed through the car window glass, breaking Shi Wengong's shoulder with one punch. At the same time, he grabbed his hair, pulled him out of the car window, and threw him to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, before Zhao Qianjun could react, he was lifted out by Liu Shiba and fell to the road again. He was badly beaten and couldn't regain his breath for a long time.

Zhao Qianjun and Shi Wengong looked at each other in shock. This Mercedes-Benz RV was equipped with bulletproof glass...

After finishing all this, Liu Shiba used his strength to flip over the roof of the car. He kicked the window on the other side and knocked the driver unconscious.

Only then did Liu Shiba land firmly on the ground. With cold eyes, he looked at Shi Wengong and Zhao Qianjun who were lying on the ground and rolling around, and walked over step by step.

"How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"

Zhao Qianjun was shocked and angry. No one in Kyoto dared to treat him like this.

But this bastard has no scruples and dares to hit himself?

"Crack!"

With a sneer, Liu Shiba kicked out, instantly breaking several of Zhao Qianjun's ribs.

It's strange, you allow your state officials to set fires, but you don't allow me to light an oil lamp?

You want my life, but I can't hit you?

Zhao Qianjun, you are out of your mind!

"ah……"

Zhao Qianjun's eyes bulged, veins popped out on his forehead, his whole body curled up into a ball, and he cried out in pain.

"stop!"

Shi Wengong yelled:

"If you have something to discuss, don't do anything."

"Help me!"

Zhao Qianjun kept wailing in pain:

"My ribs are broken, it hurts so much!"

"Mr. Zhao!"

Shi Wengong roared, looked at Liu Shiba, gritted his teeth and endured the pain of his broken shoulder bone, and sneered:

"This is Zhao Qianjun, commander of the Kyoto Guard Division, and Fei Liguo's brother-in-law.

If you offend us, it won't do you any good, and you will have endless troubles in the future.
To be continued...