Jessica only hugged everyone backstage and then left early. This was Kim Young Min's request. Girls' Generation will be eight members from now on. As for whether Jessica will still have a chance to appear, it depends on the stage.

The follow-up reaction and the company's mood are that if you want any money, you won't get any money, and the blocking order will not be lifted easily.

Despite this, Li Yan still feels that he has made a profit. People cannot always focus on money in life. If you are lucky enough to have a few good friends or something worth doing, money is not actually a consideration.

Just like Jessica said to Li Yan, she would not have any objection if the company released a nine-person version of "Chasing My Mother". Girlhood is the most important part of her life journey, and Jessica is satisfied with it now.

She hopes to prove herself again in another way, just like Li Yan from Ruotou's eldest brother to the current bodyguard. A person has two lives and makes money. She announced her departure in a dreamy way, and she has no regrets.

Send someone to follow Jessica back to South Korea, then take Girls' Generation back to the hotel to settle down, and re-check everything inside and out. The day's work is finally over.

Bodyguards will also stay at night. Li Yan gave this job to Xiao Wen because he wanted to have a good drink with the brothers in Shibuya. This was Li Yan's way of thanking them. Li Yan felt that the brothers must also

Will like it.

This time I will not go to a high-end restaurant, because the brothers will feel uncomfortable there, nor to Flower Street, because Harajiro should have the final say there. Across the street, find a familiar old store, Li

Yan decided to have a good drunken time.

After drinking from dusk to dawn, Li Yan even slept for a while. No hero could withstand the desperate efforts of these guys. He didn't know when he fell asleep with the wine glass in his hand, how much he drank, and how many times he came.

Man, Li Yan has no impression at all.

Opening his eyes, he saw all kinds of drunken figures on the tatami in the tavern. Li Yan looked at the time and decided to get everyone up. It was time for him to go back to the hotel and join the tour group.

The brothers only need to walk one street back to Flower Street, where they can sleep peacefully all day long and take a taxi without any trouble. Everything is fine.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, Li Yan held the yellow-haired ghost with one arm. He blushed and said words of gratitude. Nong Lin first ran to the side and held the billboard and vomited once. He wiped his mouth and faced Li with a pale face.

Yan Xiao. Li Yan had no idea when Harajiro came, but looking at his vain steps, he thought he would drink less.

The group of people insisted on letting Li Yan take a taxi first and watch him leave before leaving. The morning sun had just begun to rise. In the December weather, the cold wind was refreshing.

"I've seen that car before. It was driven by a bunch of Vietnamese guys. I was defrauded of 12,000 yen last time. Brother Zhengyan, let me tell you, these Vietnamese guys are the worst. I...

.."

A car drove over across the street at a very fast speed. The yellow-haired ghost took Li Yan's arm and pointed at the car and shouted. Before he finished speaking, the car window was lowered, and the man inside stretched out his black gun muzzle and pointed it at the group.

People, when the gunshot rings out, life is impermanently threatened.

Li Yan instinctively pushed his brother back, but the drunken yellow-haired ghost rushed forward desperately. Li Yan heard the sound of bullets entering his flesh, saw dazzling blood blooming in front of his eyes, and pushed towards his shoulder as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Then he fell down. Everything in his eyes seemed to be slowing down, and time seemed to freeze.

Li Yan wanted to stand up, throw himself on the car, drag those people out and beat them up, but the severe pain coming from his shoulders and the yellow-haired ghost falling beside him made Li Yan unable to react. In just two seconds, he

When I saw the brother next to me, I picked up the billboard and rushed over. Looking at the running Nong Lin, I stopped and fell to the ground in the direction of the car.

The time in his eyes returned to normal. Li Yan hugged the yellow-haired ghost beside him. Huangmao tilted his head and leaned on his arm. His eyes were losing sight, and blood was pouring out of his mouth. The yellow-haired ghost tried hard to raise his right hand.

Grabbing Li Yan's coat,

"Brother Zhengyan...thank you...thank you. I am...yes...no...very decent today."

"Huang Mao, hold on, hold on."

"Brother Zhengyan...the yellow-haired ghost...in his next life...in his next life...he will follow Brother Zhengyan as a face...person."

The yellow-haired ghost loosened his grip on Li Yan's coat and dropped it to the ground. Li Yan looked at Huangmao and then looked around. Harajiro was dragging the unresponsive Nonglin with his head down on the road. The four ghosts behind him had their heads on the ground.

There is an extra hole. Curly Hair is tearing open his shirt and wants to get closer.

"Brother Zhengyan, don't move."

"Curly, please help me see that the yellow-haired ghost is still alive, right?"

"Brother~~ The yellow-haired ghost is dead, the four ghosts and Nong Lin are also dead. They are all dead. It was the Vietnamese, the Vietnamese did it."

Li Yan knew that all this was because of him. It must be like this. Only he and the Vietnamese had a deep hatred. Last time he killed three of them, but today, they killed three of him in front of him.

Brother.

Li Yan regretted that he had brought disaster to his brothers. The yellow-haired ghost in his arms closed his eyes, but Li Yan could not accept this fact. Curly Hair wanted to tie the torn shirt to Li Yan.

, Li Yan waved his hand to ward it off.

Taking out his mobile phone from his pocket, Li Yan realized that his left shoulder socket was so painful. Was he hit in the shoulder socket? If the yellow-haired ghost hadn't pounced on him, would he have been shot several times like the yellow-haired ghost? Damn it

That person is the one he deserves, not the yellow-haired ghost. He just lived a decent life for a day.

"Hey~~ Xiaowen, it's me. You are solely responsible for today's work. I have something to do, yes. I will go back later. By the way, if I don't contact you for a week, tell Kanako for me that she is free."<

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Putting down the phone and looking at Harajiro walking over, Li Yan said with regret,

"I'm sorry, Harajiro. I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to be like this. Huang Mao, Sigui, Nonglin, I really didn't expect it to be like this."

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Hara Jiro placed Nonglin's body next to the four ghosts, looked at Li Yan and shouted dissatisfied,

"Brother Zhengyan, are you apologizing to me? I, Harajiro, are so looked down upon by you? Brothers all know that this day will be a dead body on the street. It will happen one day sooner or later. Now, brother Zhengyan, what do you say?

, what should I do?"

"Harajiro."

Looking at the hesitant Li Yan, Harajiro shouted loudly,

"Brother Zhengyan, what should I do? Tell me quickly, what should I do?"

Li Yan looked at Curly Hair, then at Hara Jiro, and dialed the phone again,

"Brother Naiyong, we are at the entrance of Fengyu Shop. Brother Naiyong, three brothers are dead. Yes, Huangmaogui, Sigui and Nonglin are all dead. Yes, I was shot, Curly Hair and Harajiro

It’s okay.”

RB is a country with gun control, and the gun crime rate is one of the lowest in the world. Therefore, domestic Yakuza organizations rarely use guns. After Nayong arrived with his people, he saw the blood and bodies on the ground.

The dead brother was so surprised that he could not speak.

"Zhengyan, the gun was fired? Who, who?"

Li Yan looked at Nei Yong's anxious face and said calmly,

"It's a Vietnamese guy. Brother Neiyong, find a place to help me take out the bullet. The three younger brothers will help me put it in the funeral parlor first. It's too lonely for the three of them to accompany me on the road, and I don't want to let it go."

It was the small private clinic that I had been to before. The doctor couldn't help but was stunned for a moment when he saw Li Yan. When he saw the blood on Li Yan's shoulder, he quickly asked Li Yan to lie on the hospital bed. Li Yan looked at the doctor and said softly,

"I'm troubling you again, Doctor Kimura. Please stop using anesthesia. I have something urgent. Thank you."

"Zhengyansang, aren't you no longer in Ji Dao? Xiaoling, go get the surgical tray for me? Zhengyansang, please be patient, I need to disinfect it first."

"Yeah, I'm no longer in the extreme."

Li Yan smiled reluctantly, closed his eyes, and waited for the doctor's operation. He was no longer in the Yakuza, but a brother from the Yakuza died because of him, right in front of him, even if this was not the first time a brother died in front of him.

, but this time, Li Yan really regretted it.

Li Yan originally thought that he had no tear glands. He thought that no matter how many tears he had, all the tears would be shed when he was a child. But now with his eyes closed, his mind is full of the images of several people smiling at him. They are laughing so happily in his mind.
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