Jiangchenggang Ri Hotel, 1801 Presidential Suite.
Two islanders who looked a little vulgar were sitting on the sofa smoking cigars, and they were holding a naked sexy woman in their arms.
The woman slowly unbuttoned her pants and was sucking and spitting something.
The scene was quite chaotic.
Not only that, there was a young man wearing glasses kneeling in front of them. Behind the young man stood five men with samurai swords hanging around his waist, with straight bodies and cold eyes.
Like a warrior.
The atmosphere is extremely solemn.
The two despicable men picked up the red wine glasses on the table and had a drink.
One of them had a cheerful voice: "Akita, I didn't expect that this kind of gain would be achieved on the first day of this visit to China. I feel that the emperor of our Great Sun Empire is protecting us."
Akita-kun also smiled, touched the sensitive part of the woman under him, and said, "Mr. Uehara, you are wrong. The Emperor can only protect ordinary people, and for beings like us, I would like to thank Lord Kitano!"
When Uehara Jun heard the name behind, his eyes shrank slightly: "Yes, yes, Akita Jun is right. We all serve Lord Kitano, so we naturally have to thank Lord Kitano."
At this moment, the man with glasses who had been kneeling raised his head: "Two sirs, I should have made some contributions to this matter."
If Shen Haihua is here, he will definitely find that this person is Lu Zewen, who is missing from Tianzheng Group!
The two island people then noticed the Chinese man kneeling in front of him and smiled: "That's natural, you are the most loyal slave of our Great Sun Empire!"
Lu Zewen was stunned. What he wanted was not this sentence. Seeing that neither of them mentioned it, he could only remind him: "Two sirs, should you fulfill what you promised me..."
"Tianzheng Group will definitely find that this matter is related to me, and may call the police. I can no longer stay in China. Sir, when will you send me to your place? I have always believed in the culture of your country! I am willing to continue to develop in your country. I am a MBA from Harvard University. In terms of my ability, I will definitely contribute to the Great Japanese Empire!"
At this moment, Lu Zewen was flattering like a dog.
In his opinion, his good life is in the hands of these two men.
Uehara Jun glanced at Lu Zewen and was a little surprised: "You said you want to go to our place?"
“Yes, yes.”
"When will I promise you this?" Uehara Jun said with a frown.
Lu Zewen was stunned, and then his face turned pale: "Mr. Uehara, what are you kidding? We didn't agree to it at the beginning. As long as I help you steal the prescription from Tianzheng Group, you will take me away, plus 30 million US dollars."
"Thirty million US dollars?" Akita-kun pushed the woman in front of him, put on her pants, and kicked Lu Zewen in the chest.
The powerful force kicked Lu Zewen to the ground.
"What qualifications do you have to ask us for money, a slave of the big RB empire! It should be your honor to serve our country!"
"Also, you humble Chinese people, if our country invaded you, if you were not for your good luck in China, all Chinese people might have become our slaves now!"
Lu Zewen's face changed drastically. He stared at the two of them, wishing to bite their flesh off just by opening his mouth, but when he saw the five men behind him, he didn't dare to move.
It seems that these two people will definitely not take him out of China, and he can't go to Tianzheng Group anymore. China no longer has his place.
He was ruined like this in his life!
Damn it!
He shouldn't believe in the islanders!
He clenched his fists, stood up, and said expressionlessly: "Since there is nothing I have to do here, then I will leave first."
Uehara Jun's eyes narrowed and made a gesture. Several Wuhuang Society soldiers behind him directly grabbed Lu Zewen's shoulders and even pressed him on the table!
"Hunting Chinese, did I let you go?"
"Take this guy clean!"
Lu Zewen's face changed drastically. He wanted to struggle and found that it was impossible! He saw that the person behind him had drawn out a samurai sword and was completely panicked!
"Mr. Uehara, I don't want anything! Why do you want to kill me? Please let me go!" Lu Zewen begged.
Uehara Jun smiled coldly: "You deserve to die for the humble and lowly Chinese! Kill!"
Just as the warriors of the Wuhuang Society were about to take action, a cold voice suddenly sounded behind them: "Who gives you the courage to insult my China like this!"
The sound is cold to the bone marrow.
Everyone in the suite was stunned. There were only a few of them in the room. How could there be a sound behind it?
They looked behind them!
I saw a young man leaning against the window, smoking a cigarette, looking at them faintly.
For some reason, a chill hit everyone's back.
Their eyes were like ghosts!
The key is that they don’t know when this guy appeared!
This is the eighteenth floor!
Like a ghost!
Of course, Lu Zewen knew who the voice was. He seemed to have caught the last straw and said excitedly: "Mr. Ye, save me! Save me quickly!"
Mr. Ye?
Uehara Jun and Akita Jun were stunned. It turned out to be Chinese. They hurriedly ordered a warrior from Wuhuang Club to say, "Kill that Chinese boy! Bring him here!"
"yes!"
A warrior from the Wuhuang Society pulled out the samurai sword from his waist, and the air flow rolled. He stepped out in one step and slashed directly towards Ye Chen!
This power seemed to be tearing the air, whistling!
Too scary!
Ye Chen had no intention of dodging at all. He looked at the rapidly falling samurai sword and bounced his fingers, and the cigarette butt with Mars shot out like a bullet!
If you look closely, you will inevitably find that the surface of the cigarette butt is covered with a trace of airflow!
With a "chi!", the cigarette butt actually passed directly through the eyebrows of the Wuhuang Society soldier! Then it hit the wall, sinking a few centimeters deep!
"Click!"
The samurai sword fell to the ground, and the warrior of the Wuhuang Society collapsed to the ground.
There is no trace of vitality.
"Guru."
Uehara and Akita Kwan swallowed hard, then stared at the cigarette butt that was trapped in the wall!
Damn!
Is this a fucking cigarette butt?
Cigarette butts are made of cellulose! Their ability is similar to that of cotton!
But why did it come to this Chinese boy's hands like a bullet!
How did he do it!
Is this Chinese boy a devil?
Ye Chen didn't give them time to react and walked towards Akita and Uehara Kwan step by step!
Chapter completed!