The torrential rain lasted for two hours before it stopped. Dongjing was completely drenched.
The cabinet minister, Oshima Jun, led a thousand Self-Defense Forces, wearing gas masks and chemicals to neutralize the poisonous gas, and broke into the prison. It was like a hunter clearing a trap the next day. This kind of thing could not be exposed, and all traces had to be cleaned up overnight.
Anpei was still dancing with a few dancers in the presidential suite, drinking wine, humming songs, and laughing. He was very happy.
Suddenly, the door of the room was kicked open with a bang.
"Who?!"
Anpei and the dancers in the suite were shocked and immediately turned around. When they saw the thousand-faced killer, Xiao Han, standing at the door, they were so scared that they almost peed.
"Anpei, Jin San, you're in such a good mood."
Xiao Luo's mouth curved up, and he stepped in.
"Xiao Han, you … Why are you here?"
Anpei's mind went blank for a moment. With the whole prison as a cage and the highly toxic gas as a weapon, he thought that it would be enough to kill this beast, but now that the other party appeared in front of him, he knew that he had failed.
To be able to survive the shroud of the COCL2 gas, was this guy really human?
He could not help but have such doubts. His whole body trembled, and then he shouted to his subordinates, "Come, come!"
"Don't bother, I knocked them all out." Xiao Luo walked slowly to him.
Although he was the prime minister of a country, when Xiao Luo came in front of him, Anpei broke out in a cold sweat. This was beyond his control. It was like a dog that saw a fierce tiger, and it would be scared to the point that it could not walk. This was the feeling.
Extreme joy begets sorrow!
Anpei finally understood the true meaning of these words.
He carefully took two steps back and asked, "You … What do you want?"
"Don't be nervous, the biochemical base has nothing to do with you, and I won't kill you. However, you set up such a vicious trap to deal with me, so I have to get some interest back. How about this, I'll break one of your hands." Xiao Luo seemed to be asking for his opinion, and said in a negotiating tone.
Break one of my hands?!
Anpei's eyes widened, and then a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He cursed fiercely, "Idiot, if you dare to do this, I promise you won't leave this country!"
"Bang ~"
Anpei's response was a heavy kick.
Xiao Luo rushed forward like a gust of wind, and his right foot kicked Anpei's chest. Anpei's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, string, and the dancers in the room panicked and screamed.
An Pei fell heavily to the ground, his chest aching.
Xiao Luo walked in front of Anpei, looked at him, and looked at him, and said, "It's useless!"
Then, he lifted his leg and stomped down on An Pei's left arm.
"Crack!"
"Ah!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking was accompanied by a shrill scream. Anpei's left hand was broken, and his entire arm was bent in a V-shape. The broken bones pierced through his flesh, and blood flowed freely.
The dancers in the room were so frightened that they almost lost control of their bowels. When Xiao Luo looked at them, they fell to their knees.
"Please … Please let us go …" One of the dancers trembled, and tears of fear flowed from the corner of her eyes.
"It's none of your business."
Xiao Luo replied indifferently, turned around, and left.
Only the dancers who were scared out of their wits and Anpei, who had fainted from the pain, were left.
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Originally, Xiao Luo thought that he could return home after rescuing Fu Yiren. However, the death of Xie Wenchang's family of three was deeply engraved in his mind. The nursery rhyme that Xie Wenchang's wife sang before she died kept ringing in his ears. The originally cheerful nursery rhyme was so sad and bleak that it made people feel sad.
He would not stop until he had killed everyone related to the biochemical research base. His next destination was the Mei nation!
Walking on the street with a light drizzle, Xiao Luo took out his phone and chatted with Su Li. Almost every night, he would chat with her on WeChat. Perhaps it was because of his domineering behavior that day that he had forcibly melted this iceberg of a woman. The relationship between the two had obviously improved. When they were chatting, Xiao Luo would even call her his wife. She, on the other hand, had not objected to him calling her that at the beginning.
Sometimes, Su Li would take the initiative to tell him what she was doing in the form of photos.
For example, eating meals, drinking afternoon tea, taking Su Bei out to play, or working …
Xiao Luo felt like he was in a relationship. It was not just a relationship with a contract as he had said before. Today, he had asked Su Li to tear up the contract that they had signed. Su Li had replied, "It depends on your performance." At the end, she had added an emoji that she often liked to use — arrogance.
The news about him being wanted in Nippon Province and the media in Nippon Province had definitely not been sent back to China. Perhaps it had been blocked by the NSA, so Su Li did not know what he was doing in Nippon Province. Of course, he hoped that she would never find out.
After ending the conversation with Su Li, Xiao Luo dialed Ji Siying's number.
"Mr. Xiao Luo!"
Ji Siying's sweet and gentle voice could be heard from the phone.
"Siying, help me apply for a passport to Mei Nation from the higher-ups," Xiao Luo said.
"You want to go to Mei Nation?" Ji Siying was a little surprised.
"Yes, the Biochemical Research Base at Mount Fuji is related to Mei Nation. I will deal with the people there." Xiao Luo said calmly. There were things that a man should do and things that he should not do. Anyone who was related to the Biochemical Research Base would not be able to escape.
"Okay."
Ji Siying nodded. She knew that once Xiao Luo had decided on something, no one could change his mind. "You must be careful."
"Okay," Xiao Luo replied and hung up the phone.
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Before he left, Xiao Luo went to Takahara Kei's funeral.
It was a public cemetery. In the morning, the scenery was beautiful. It was drizzling, and the beautiful place was covered in a layer of fog.
Countless people were moving around. They were all dressed in black, with white flowers pinned to their chests and holding black umbrellas. They were all guests at Takahara Kei's funeral. Some were his business partners, and some were his family and friends.
From afar, Xiao Luo saw Takahara Keika place a bouquet of white flowers on the coffin. Then, she threw herself into the arms of a woman and cried loudly. The woman could not stop wiping her tears.
Xiao Luo did not know why he was there. He just wanted to take a look. Takahara Kei was the only person he did not want to kill. Perhaps if Takahara Kei had not committed suicide, he would have chosen to ignore him and let him go.
But one thing was for sure …
Respect!
Respect that came from the bottom of his heart!
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