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Chapter 711

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To be precise, it was Fujimoto who was dying.

Everyone was familiar with Fujimoto, but what exactly was going on with Fujimoto's dying? Let Huai Shi explain it to everyone.

Fujimoto was dying. Actually, it was Fujimoto who was dying. Then why was Fujimoto dying? Everyone might be very surprised. How could Fujimoto die? But that was the truth. Huai Shi was also very surprised.

Then this was the matter of Fujimoto dying. Did everyone feel that it was very strange?

Huai Shi also felt that it was very strange.

Because along the way, he had asked everyone for a long time. Everyone said the same thing, but no one could figure it out. Everyone welcomed him to discuss it with them in the comment section.

What was there to discuss? Talk about the same thing?

Huai Shi felt very uncomfortable.

It was not until they arrived outside the hospital's emergency room that someone obtained the surveillance footage from the Metropolitan Police Department.

It was probably early in the morning. Fujimoto wore a mask and came out of a private house. After seeing that there was no one around, he got into his van that was covered with inharmonious spray paint …

"Why is he acting so sneakily, like a thief?" Huai Shi asked subconsciously. Immediately, everyone turned to look at her.

Little brother, do you know how to talk?

Big brother was sneaking around. How could that be called sneaking around?

However, the others were immediately curious. The houses in the video were built one by one, and Fujimoto's house was in a high-end apartment building. It was obviously not his own house.

Immediately, they became suspicious.

"Should we investigate?" Someone asked.

"Cough cough!!!" At the foot of the mountain coughed hard twice, looked elsewhere, and said in a low voice, "Big brother has a … a woman outside … Don't talk nonsense. Sister-in-law is very strict …"

Alright, so it turned out that he was going out to play with a mistress. But the problem was that he had already changed his clothes and wore sunglasses. Couldn't he have changed his car?!

Huai Shi felt a headache.

He probably drove straight to the door after drinking last night. He didn't even notice that he was driving such a flashy official car.

In the end, he suffered retribution.

Just after crossing the intersection, there was a car accident.

Or rather, it was a premeditated collision.

A truck directly rushed over from the side and slammed the van that was waiting in front of the traffic light against the wall. Then, he quickly reversed the car and hit it again.

Finally, the driver with a mask jumped out of the car and checked the scene. He was shocked when he saw that Fujimoto was still able to climb out of the car basket.

But after looking left and right and discovering that there was no one around, he actually took out a knife from his bosom, rushed forward and ruthlessly stabbed a few times, then turned around and fled.

"Bastard!"

Seeing this, how could the Fujimoto Gumi's cadres not understand that this was a deliberate assassination by the enemy!

Unfortunately, the one who did it was an ordinary person who didn't know anything. He didn't know that he was a mixed breed. Although the blood of ghosts often made people violent, it also stimulated the glands to secrete a large amount of hormones that exceeded that of ordinary people.

Even though he had been stabbed twice in the chest, stomach, and heart, he was still able to hold on until the passersby called the police and the ambulance arrived …

"Revenge! We must avenge our boss! "

His brother, who was also the leader of the thugs, Shangye, immediately blushed and started roaring in the corridor of the hospital regardless of where he was. He kicked over the trash can next to him and roared, "Where is everyone? Where the hell did everyone go?! Come with me … "

"Calm down, Shangye!" Yamashita said coldly, "You don't even know who the other party is. What's the use of getting angry?"

"Finger."

Huai Shi, who was beside him, reminded him.

He was new here, so he wasn't as rash as the others. He was staring at the screen of his cell phone.

After everyone looked over, he pointed at the replay in the surveillance video. "This person, the way he holds the knife is very strange.

Although he's wearing gloves, his little finger should be missing. If it's not a mistake in operating the machine, it should only be Extreme Dao, right? There's also something wrong with the way he walks. His right leg should have been broken before. There's even a steel plate. He should have just removed the stone … "

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Shangye's eyes were burning red. "It must be the Tiger King Team! That bastard Arisaka Tomoya! I want his life!!! "

Clang.

The nurse who pushed open the door and walked out of the ward was shocked. The information board in her hand fell to the ground. Looking at the group of people with scars on their faces, she trembled and couldn't say a word.

"The … the patient … said …" She stuttered, "wants to see … see his family … may I know who is Mr. Fujimoto's …"

Before she finished speaking, she was pushed aside by Yamashita. The group of people finally walked into the ward. They saw the serious face of the attending doctor.

"The patient is about to die. Everyone, be mentally prepared."

"What are you talking about? Bastard! " Yamashita was instantly furious. She rushed forward with her eyes wide open and grabbed the doctor's collar. "Are you cursing my big brother?!"

"Yamashita … Yamashita …"

A weak voice came from the hospital bed. Through the oxygen mask, Fujimoto widened his eyes and said with all his might, "Yamashita! How humiliating are you going to be?! "

It was hard to imagine that a dying person could still speak in such a sharp tone. After speaking, Fujimoto's mouth and nose were filled with blood vessels. His body convulsed violently.

The life support machine let out a sharp sound.

Even if he was a mixed-breed, after being seriously injured by a car and stabbed in the vitals … it was already a miracle that he could survive until now. Anyone who saw that pale face would know that Fujimoto did not have long to live.

"Big brother, I'm sorry, big brother."

Yamashita's eyes reddened when she heard this, and she knelt in front of the bed. The others gathered around, not daring to say a word.

Fujimoto was obviously making arrangements for his death.

On his deathbed, the man reached out and held Yamashita's hand with great difficulty, "No, don't take revenge. This is … retribution … my retribution. I was too arrogant … to be involved in the private affairs of the Five Bigwigs … "

He panted violently. His forehead was flushed red, and the three ghost horns on his head were so scarlet that they were about to drip blood. But what was incredible was that his eyes lit up, and he was excited.

It was terminal lucidity.

He grabbed Yamashita's hand tightly and stared at him with great difficulty, "Yamashita, you're my sworn brother. I'm most at ease with your character. In the future, you must not … act on your own initiative. "

"I will, I definitely will."

Yamashita nodded repeatedly and sobbed, "Please don't worry, big brother. I'll definitely bring the Fujimoto Gumi to greater heights. I won't let you down …"

"Very good, very good."

Fujimoto heaved a sigh of relief, and blood began to flow from his oxygen mask, "In the future … the Fujimoto Gumi … the position of president of the Fujimoto Gumi will be … will be handed over to … Huai Shiki."

Dead silence. Dead silence came out of nowhere.

Everyone in the ward froze in place. Nobody said a word. The only sound that could be heard was the monotonous sound of the machine alarm. They turned back in disbelief and looked at the man who was secretly stealing bananas from the fruit basket.

Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

He was in a terrible state.

He didn't even have time to throw away the banana peel in his hand. He looked at Fujimoto blankly - Big brother, are you out of your mind? Do you have to drag your crotch when you're saying your last words?

Yamashita is pronounced 'yamashita', not 'kaishi'!

Is this the incompetence of your physical education teacher, or the decline of your Mandarin teacher? I've only just joined your organization, so don't spout nonsense, alright?!

"B-big brother … what did you say?"

"No, did you hear me clearly …"

Fujimoto panted heavily, "I said, in the future, Huai Shiki will be the leader of the Fujimoto Gumi. The Fujimoto Gumi will be renamed to Huai Shiki. Didn't you hear me? Are you … going to go against my wishes?! "

On the hospital bed, the man who was covered in blood raised his head and stared at their faces. His dark pupils were almost constricted into a small dot, and he looked very gloomy.

"B-big brother, this … Huai Shiki is still too young," Wakanaka Takazawa of the Fujimoto Gumi said, "Why don't we …"

Fujimoto closed his eyes tiredly and patted Yamashita's hand.

Bang!

A loud sound rang out like an iron hammer, striking everyone's hearts.

Yamashita turned around, pulled out the pistol in his pocket, and aimed it at Takazawa's face. Before the blank face could react, he pulled the trigger.

In an instant, blood splattered everywhere, and Takazawa fell on his back.

Everyone was stunned.

Including Huai Shi.

Yamashita was expressionless. He only lowered his raised arm, ignoring the blood stains on the cuffs of his suit.

"Boss's meaning is very clear." The skinny middle-aged man looked around at everyone's faces, "Who agrees, who objects?"

Huai Shi wanted to say that he objected.

However, when he looked at the gun in Yamashita's hand and his red eyes, he wisely swallowed his saliva and did not say anything.

Then, the matter of the second generation of the Fujimoto Gumi taking over the position of Huai Shiki quickly received everyone's unanimous approval and love. It was passed on the spot!

Soon, under Fujimoto's signal, everyone left.

Only the dying Fujimoto, Huai Shi, and … Takazawa's body on the ground were left in the ward.

Fujimoto raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at his personal belongings beside him.

"The password of the phone … is 663s. After I die, contact … Green, Green Sun …" Fujimoto said hoarsely, "They will definitely … help you …"

Huai Shi was in a bad mood.

He was looked at with eyes full of pleading and expectation. He suddenly became the second generation of the Extreme Do Organization, and he was even a filmmaker. He couldn't react at all.

"Don't, Big Brother. Can't you change to someone else?" He looked around, lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "I, I'm a spy … I really didn't want to do this!"

Fujimoto was not surprised. He was not even angry.

"I know, I know, I guessed it … but I didn't say it. No one, no one said it …"

Under the blood-stained oxygen mask, the corner of Fujimoto's mouth twitched as if he was smiling proudly, "Huai Shiki, how can there be a man who doesn't want to be an actor?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Big Brother. We're talking about spies!"

Huai Shi's eyes widened. He felt more and more confused. He couldn't figure out where he had exposed himself.

"Are you … an idiot?" Fujimoto shook his head slightly and looked at the face in front of him. He sighed tiredly, "Because there's no hatred in your eyes."

He had already vaguely felt that there was something wrong with the person introduced by Tanaka.

When Huai Shi mentioned Green Sun, he already more or less understood.

He clearly felt that this guy might be a spy, but unexpectedly, he couldn't hate him at all.

The people of Green Sun didn't notice, but he saw it: Huai Shi, who walked out of Aisha's house at that time, lowered his head to hide the expression that was about to cry …

"Please, Lord Huai Zhijun, please."

He held Huai Shi's hand tightly and used all his strength to repeat over and over again, "Please … everyone, I'll leave it to you …"

Huai Shi was sluggish. He felt the hand holding him lose strength bit by bit.

Finally, in the sharp sound of the electrocardiogram losing its fluctuation, Fujimoto lost his last breath. Only the gradually dimming empty eyes reflected the young man in front of him.

Until Huai Shi lowered his head and nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry." He promised in a low voice, "I'll save you. I definitely will."

No one responded.

Only the last trace of consciousness passed away in satisfaction, never to return.

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