There were five lonely cars parked on the empty road in the dimly lit night.
Twenty-five people and one person.
The huge disparity in numbers formed a sharp contrast in the night sky, which was lit up by the headlights.
Standing in front of more than twenty brothers, Ito Shaosa slightly twisted his neck, making a cracking sound. People who knew him knew that when he made such a move, it meant that blood was going to be spilled.
Ito Shaosa, this was not his real name. His real name was Ito Moto. Later, he made a name for himself in the Yoto area. With his ability to fight and kill, he formed a gang called Tatsuyama Group. The brothers in the group respectfully called him Shaosa. After a long time, he also recognized this name. Later, he simply replaced his real name with this nickname, so he had the name Ito Shaosa.
Today, he was drinking with his brothers when a phone call suddenly came in.
It was Morita Yosuke, the manager of Morita Real Estate. He asked him to help take a person and offered a price of 50 million yen. After hearing the 50 million yen, Shaosa didn't say anything and called the brothers in the group to rush over.
Fifty million yen was more than enough to buy a life, not to mention a foreigner, and a Chinese woman at that.
After the target left the theater, she didn't act alone. Instead, she sat in a luxury car with a man.
Seeing this scene from a distance, Ito Shaosa didn't flinch.
Not to mention that there were only two bodyguards, even two Bruce Lees couldn't beat more than twenty men with steel pipes and knives.
Ito Shaosa was convinced of this.
The foreign businessman who was defeated by him last time hired bodyguards who received military training from Blackwater. Didn't they still have a head and two hands? With two or three steel pipes thrown at them, no matter how powerful they were, they would be knocked down.
Looking at the man in a suit walking toward him, Ito Shaosa raised his chin slightly and flicked his nails in disdain.
"Just you?"
Chen Sen didn't answer. The corner of his cold mouth formed a slight arc. His muscles swelled, and his bones crackled. It had been a long time since he had beaten someone up. Those intimidating and mocking gazes not only didn't make him feel the slightest bit timid, but instead released the bloodthirst in his bones.
Without noticing the danger, Ito Shaosa sighed and waved his hand without interest.
"Alright, let's cut the crap. Hand over the woman in the car … yep, leave the car as well. Take your boss with you and get lost. "
"Scram?" Chen Sen didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. He grinned and casually said, "You're the one who should get lost."
Ito Shaosa was taken aback for a moment, then he became furious and waved his hand.
"Baka! What a reckless Chinese pig! Brothers, let's go! "
Howling, the gang members of the Dragon Mountain Group took turns and pounced forward.
Chen Sen didn't dodge the incoming steel pipe. Instead, he raised his leg and kicked the Ri Nation man in the chest, sending him flying and crashing into three or four people.
The scene in front of them made the gang members who were preparing to rush forward stagnate.
They had seen people who could fight, but it was the first time they saw someone who sent someone flying with a kick and knocked down two or three people. This wasn't a punching bag! This was a person who weighed more than a hundred pounds!
Ito Shaosa's eyes almost popped out. He had also never seen someone who could fight like this. The man standing next to him only slightly opened his eyes, but soon closed them as if he didn't care.
The positions of the two sides were completely reversed.
Chen Sen rushed into the crowd alone, punching and kicking. Every punch hit the flesh, and every kick was solid. Even with a steel pipe and a knife in his hand, no one could take a single hit from him. These originally arrogant and insufferably arrogant hooligans were now running around crying for their parents after being beaten up.
It wasn't that there weren't any steel rods that hit him, but these gangsters found that when they hit him with the steel rods, it was like hitting a cement wall. They didn't hurt him, but their own purlicues were hurting.
Is this guy made of iron?
That was what everyone thought in horror.
Without any fancy moves, pure strength combined with military fighting techniques, Chen Sen followed Jiang Chen's instructions. Without taking out a gun, he punched and kicked the thugs to the ground.
In less than two minutes, there were only three people left on the road.
Chen Sen stood up straight and clapped his hands.
He didn't chase after those who turned and fled. He smiled at the frightened Ito Shaosa and continued to walk toward him.
The man who had been standing next to Ito Shaosa took half a step forward and stood in front of his master.
There was a scar on his forehead that looked like a centipede, making him look extremely ferocious. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and his pupils were like two mung beans. That vicious, snake-like gaze swept across Chen Sen's face. Underneath the corner of his shirt was a five-foot-long katana.
"This is the end."
The man said slowly, and his hand was already on the handle of the sword. "If you take half a step forward, I will cut off your arms."
Sitting in the car, Jiang Chen leaned forward slightly and looked with interest at the slightly unsheathed sword at the man's waist.
"What era is this? Is there still such a thing as a samurai?"
Liu Yao, who was sitting next to him, looked in that direction with a pale face. Her small hand tightly grasped Jiang Chen's hand.
"Right, speaking of which, they seem to be coming for you?" Jiang Chen looked at Liu Yao and squeezed her hand comfortingly. "How did you mess with these people?"
Liu Yao shook her head and suddenly seemed to remember something. She gently bit her lower lip and said.
"Maybe … maybe it's that psycho from before."
Faced with Jiang Chen's questioning gaze, Liu Yao told him everything that happened outside the dressing room before he came. Including the man named Morita Yosuke, including how she rejected him, including the harsh words he said when he was refused to leave …
After Jiang Chen listened, he nodded to express his understanding, and then …
Then, he suddenly pinched her butt.
"Ah." Liu Yao exclaimed in a low voice and looked at Jiang Chen angrily.
The driver sitting in the front row closed his eyes and fully played the role of a blockhead. He pretended to know nothing about the "flirting" between the boss and his lover.
"You, you pinched me … why?" Liu Yao blushed, and in the end, she was too embarrassed to say the word "butt", so she vaguely avoided it.
"To punish you." Jiang Chen reached out and pinched her nose. "In the future, tell me directly about this kind of thing. Don't hide it in your heart. Fortunately, I was next to you this time. What if I wasn't here? "
Although she was punished, for some reason, Liu Yao felt sweet in her heart.
She pouted and whispered in defense, "I didn't know he would find these people to deal with me … Why are the people so narrow-minded?"
Although it was a bit embarrassing, after such a scene, her nervous mood also relaxed a lot.
Jiang Chen looked at Liu Yao, who had calmed down, then opened the holographic screen on his watch, selected the phone book, and called Sumitomo Kenichi.
"Hello, Mr. Sumitomo? If it's convenient, can you help me investigate someone … "
…
Outside the window, Chen Sen, who stood in front of the man dressed as a samurai, only raised his eyebrows slightly.
Seeing that Chen Sen stopped moving forward, Ito Shaosa thought he was afraid. He regained some courage and shouted fiercely.
"Get out of here! Mr. Uezumi has learned the true teachings of Yin School. With this slash, even steel will be cut off! Money is a good thing, but you have to be alive to spend it! The Yongsan Group will not care about the responsibility of you injuring my twenty brothers. Leave the woman in the car — "
"Money is a good thing, but you have to be alive to spend it," Chen Sen repeated and grinned. "I'll return this to you."
As he spoke, he took a step forward and looked provocatively at the man dressed as a samurai.
"I've taken a step forward now. I want to see how you cut off my four arms."
"China's Qigong cultivation is indeed unique." The blade moved slightly out by half an inch, and the man's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, shooting out a sharp light. "But! The secret of my joint slash is to break through one part of it! "
Before he finished speaking, a white blade flashed and slashed from top to bottom.
Liu Yao, who had just calmed down, immediately covered her eyes. She seemed to have foreseen the bodyguard's flesh and blood splattering.
However, a crisp collision sound rang out, and the scene of the blade penetrating the flesh did not appear.
After a long time, Liu Yao slowly opened her eyes and looked in that direction in disbelief.
The bodyguard only raised one arm and blocked the seemingly unstoppable slash.
"How, how is this possible!"
Sheathing his katana, the Japanese samurai widened his eyes in disbelief as he stared at his broken katana.
However, before he had time to calm the shock in his heart, a huge fist occupied his field of vision and sent him flying, tearing apart his remaining consciousness.
"What Qigong?" Sitting in the car, Jiang Chen looked at the samurai who was punched away and laughed. "That's my kinetic skeleton!"
Even if an ordinary person wore it, it could easily knock down a strong man.
This was the power of technology!
"I thought it was Kung Fu." Liu Yao stuck out her tongue cutely and held Jiang Chen's arm tightly. "Let's go back quickly."
"Mhmm." Jiang Chen nodded with a smile.
At the same time, outside the window, Mr. Shaosa, who lost his last trump card, was in complete despair.
"Don't, don't come over." Looking at Chen Sen walking toward him in horror, Ito Shaosa felt that his legs were failing him. At this moment, he couldn't care less about his face. He screamed, "I, I, big, big brother, I was wrong! I, I beg you, don't, don't hurt me. "
Chen Sen looked at him with a grin, like a cat looking at a mouse cornered in a corner, and walked toward him unhurriedly.
Incoherently begging for mercy, Ito Shaosa staggered back. He wanted to turn around and escape, but his legs didn't listen to him, and he fell to the ground. Struggling to get up, his hand reached out to the side in a flurry, but he caught the sharp edge of the knife, causing his hand to bleed.
"Ah!"
He screamed and threw away the blade. Looking at Chen Sen standing in front of him, beads of sweat gushed out from Ito Shaosa's forehead.
At this moment, he didn't look like a gangster at all.
Chen Sen raised his fist, but before it landed, he smelled the stench of urine.
The boss of Longshan Group was so scared that he peed his pants and fainted.
"Coward." After he cursed, Chen Sen retracted his raised fist, fixed the collar of his suit, and turned back in the direction of the car.
However, at this moment, an alarm rang not far away.
Chen Sen stopped and looked back.
Not far from the road, red and blue lights flashed.
Soon, two police cars that arrived late braked and stopped on the side of the road.
The door opened, and several policemen quickly got out of the car and shouted a few words at Chen Sen.
When he saw the person who got out of the police car first, he wondered if he should call a lawyer. His expression suddenly became strange.
The world was too small …
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