Okamoto Taro was on the verge of breaking down because of Xu Yun. Everything he said sounded very reasonable.
While Okamoto Taro was not paying attention, Haywood suddenly gave an order to his men. The Japanese closest to them was the one in charge of searching this building. After receiving the order, Haywood's men immediately stepped forward and pressed their pistols against the man's head.
This obviously made many people nervous, and the most nervous person was probably this Japanese.
"I don't mean anything else. I just want to hear the truth. Did you check the third floor?" Haywood asked.
"We did not check, but we have never checked the third floor before!" The Japanese was helpless. He did not expect something like this to happen.
"Wasn't this your boss's order?" Xu Yun pretended to be surprised and said, "Mr. Okamoto, you are too bold. You didn't even mention this. What if they come up and don't know about my existence? Wouldn't I be in danger?"
"That's enough!" Okamoto Taro said, "Shut up! No one will believe you! "
Xu Yun looked helpless and did not know how to explain. "Okay, okay … I know. I know that no one will believe anything I say now. After all, Mr. Haywood is your friend. We don't know each other at all!"
"Mr. Haywood! Hua Xia people are cunning. Back then, we lost to them because of their cunning! " Okamoto Taro said, "Don't believe him. This is the kindest reminder I can give you!"
Haywood sneered. "Mr. Okamoto, I will make my own judgment. I don't need anyone to remind me."
"Then you should choose to believe me," Okamoto Taro said.
Haywood shook his head. "Mr. Okamoto, you should know that he is alone. In this room, I have my men, and you have yours. He is a Hua Xia person. He doesn't have any helpers. You said that he flew in to frame you?"
Okamoto Taro was in despair. Haywood had lost his trust in him.
"Then what do you want?" Okamoto Taro frowned.
"Give me the money in full now," Haywood said. "Leave the gun and the bullets behind. I'll take them with me. After I leave safely, I'll put the bullets in a hidden place. You can arrange for someone to retrieve them."
Taro Okamoto wanted to say no, but in order to win the trust of the Americans, he had no choice but to agree.
"Good! Just do as Mr. Haywood says. "Okamoto Taro said," I believe that we will be able to regain our mutual trust! "
Haywood smiled. It didn't matter to him whether they trusted him or not. Right now, the Japanese could still give him money. That was enough.
In the past, 70% of the payment would be paid and the remaining 30% would be paid after the Japanese left safely.
Now that the rules were changed because of this matter, it was also a matter of benefit to him. Highwood was a businessman. Everything he did was for his own benefit. As long as there were benefits, nothing else mattered to him.
What integrity? He had never really believed in the Japanese.
"Alright, since Mr. Okamoto agreed so readily, we have a deal!" Haywood smiled.
Okamoto Taro said, "Mr. Haywood is indeed a smart man."
After saying that, Okamoto Taro shouted to his subordinates, "Bring the money!"
All transactions here were done in cash. The Americans only recognized green US dollars. They didn't recognize anything else.
The Japanese brought the money box over, but the moment they opened it, they were all dumbfounded. The box was originally full of US dollars, but now, there was less than one-tenth of it left. The empty space was filled with other fillers. Only the top layer was filled with real US dollars.
Okamoto Taro was a little confused. Who was the one who did this!
Obviously, other than his son, no one else would do such a thing …
"Okamoto Nikkawa …" Okamoto Taro looked at his son in disappointment.
Okamoto Nikkawa looked innocent. "Father, I just wanted to raise some money to buy a helicopter. I wanted to place an order yesterday, but I was still short of some money. So I …"
"Shut up!" Okamoto Taro wished he could strangle his son to death with his own hands.
Xu Yun heaved a sigh of relief. If Okamoto Taro had really settled this matter, he would have been in for a tough battle.
Now, this matter was even more interesting.
Haywood's expression was somewhat mocking. "Mr. Okamoto, you want an XM307 Automatic Grenade Launcher with this little money? I'm afraid this money isn't even enough for my MP5s. "
Okamoto Taro still wanted to explain.
However, Haywood didn't seem to want to waste any more time. "It seems that Mr. Okamoto didn't really intend to give us the money from the beginning … Are you thinking of this transaction as the last time?"
"Mr. Haywood, you misunderstood."
Haywood flew into a rage out of humiliation. He suddenly took out his pistol and aimed it directly at Okamoto Taro's forehead. "Then tell me, what should I think!"
Okamoto Taro instantly fell silent. Haywood's behavior was beyond his imagination. Of course, it was also beyond his tolerance.
Okamoto Nikkawa actually let out a loud fart at this time! He didn't know how this fart came out. It sounded like a gunshot!
Instantly, the people from both the American and Japanese sides were in an uproar!
The gunshot really sounded! This was because Xu Yun had also kicked Okamoto Nikkawa away before he could even fart!
Okamoto Nikkawa sent Okamoto Taro flying, startling Haywood. Haywood thought that Okamoto Nikkawa had pounced on him. Without hesitation, he aimed at the back of Okamoto Nikkawa's head and pulled the trigger.
The M500 revolver produced by Smith & Wesson was extremely powerful. One shot blew up Okamoto Nikkawa's head!
It blew up, the kind that blew up directly!
White and red splattered all over Okamoto Taro's face.
At this moment, Okamoto Taro was in complete despair. He only had this one son. Moreover, ten years ago, he was shot in the crotch and had lost his ability. He only had this one son who could inherit everything he had!
"Bakayaro!!!" Okamoto Taro lost his mind!
In an instant, the two sides started a gunfight without hesitation!
Xu Yun did not say anything. With a big stride and a ground roll, he rushed to the staircase and went up to the third floor. The third floor was safe. There was no need to be afraid of bullets.
The people on the first floor who were responsible for guarding the door also rushed up and joined the battle without hesitation.
The gunfight in this room was too chaotic! After Okamoto Nikkawa's head was blown up, Okamoto Taro was also killed by Haywood.
Of course, Haywood also paid a price because of this. His shoulder was also injured!
The gunfight between dozens of people started with a pile of firearms and hundreds of thousands of dollars.
Xu Yun took out a cigarette on the third floor and lit it up. He took a deep breath and thought to himself that these Japanese were really fierce. It seemed that both sides would suffer losses.
It was good that both sides suffered losses. That way, it would be easier for him to clean up the mess later.
Although the house was soundproof, the gunshots in the room could not be muffled.
Outside the house, in the Mercedes-Benz G65, the stuttering young man was stunned. He could hear the gunshots in the room clearly …
It's over, it's over. The opponent had so many guns. How could Xu Yun defeat them all by himself?
This was an impossible mission. The stuttering young man could not understand why the boss trusted Xu Yun so much. Or was the boss just looking for an excuse to send Xu Yun to his death?
Was it the same as him? Because he hated him? Was that why he gave him such a sure-death mission?
The gunshots continued, but the stuttering young man's heart was completely frozen.
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