Lao Wu hit the bar with a big hammer and smiled evilly at the lady who was slumped on the ground: "Which floor is the club located on?"

"The top floor...the 38th floor...no, the 37th floor...wuwuwu..." The little girl was so frightened that she cried and screamed in horror.

"Hahaha, brothers, the eldest brother is on the 37th floor, smash it as hard as we can, let's hit it all the way up," Lao Wu laughed, picked up the big hammer and walked to the second floor. Whenever he saw valuable jewelry along the way, he just hammered it down. It was really fun. A huge boulder can be knocked down with one hammer, tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

I really didn't see any valuable jewelry, and even if I hit the wall with a big hammer, it would leave a big incomplete hole.

The younger brother behind him was even more energetic. Someone smashed the curtain wall of the lobby with several hammers. The Chinese painting on it was worth several million.

The driver of the dump truck felt that it was not enough, so he turned the truck over and dumped the entire truck towards the hotel. After a while, the first floor of the hotel was buried, and the long arm of the excavator extended directly to the third floor and above. , smashing the glass curtain wall in pieces.

This scene is exciting.

"What's going on down there?" Okamura asked loudly, while his subordinates scolded each other and shook their heads. They were all upstairs. How did they know that someone came to the window and looked down.

"It's not good, it's not good, hundreds of thugs rushed in outside, smashing everything they saw, and they were almost on the tenth floor..." A man in a suit stumbled into the club and shouted.

"What, hundreds of thugs," Okamura exclaimed.

No longer caring about demolishing the wall, he waved his hand to his men and ordered: "Quickly mobilize the manpower and guard it for me."

A dozen of his subordinates quickly separated and ran outside, while the remaining people nervously piled tables and chairs at the door to establish a defensive line.

"President, it's better to call the police," a subordinate said worriedly.

"You're looking for death. There's that guy inside. If you call the police, you're asking for trouble." Okamura lowered his voice and cursed angrily. For the first time, he felt regretful in his heart. He secretly cursed Yoshioka for being troublesome. There are so many women in the world who don't play with him. Why should he play the role of district chief? , now a big mistake has been made.

"Bang bang bang... crackle..." Suddenly there was a huge explosion in the corridor outside.

The men who had just run out stumbled back, all with gray faces, and one of them had smoke still coming from his head.

"They cheated and blew us up with fireworks," the subordinate complained aggrievedly, and the rain nail in his hand was lost in the chaos.

"Damn it, don't let them in," Okamura yelled.

As soon as he finished cursing, Lao Wu's laughter came from the door: "Hahaha, you guys still want to stop me, brothers, let me burn you,"

As soon as he showed his head, he immediately dodged and hid behind the door. Countless steel nails and steel balls fired from shotguns were pierced into the place where he had just appeared. Okamura's men were not kind people either. They had just suffered a big loss and were naturally vicious.

Lao Wu was shocked to see it, but fortunately Liang Yong warned him in advance, otherwise he would have suffered a big loss.

Several beer bottles flew into the hall with a stream of fire, and when they hit the ground, they burst into flames. These were the legendary Molotov cocktails.

"Quick, fire extinguisher, don't let the fire spread," Okamura panicked instantly. It is not fun to catch a fire in a high-rise building. The decoration here is extremely gorgeous, and the materials used are more likely to catch fire.

A group of subordinates reacted very quickly. Someone immediately grabbed a fire extinguisher and rushed to the fire to put out the fire. The whole building also heard a shrill siren. The fire triggered the building's fire protection facilities to work. The nozzles overhead sprinkled a large amount of rain. The combination of water and fire Okamura and others were even more embarrassed.

"Hahaha..." Lao Wu stood in the corridor and laughed proudly. Behind him, a large group of people were sweeping up layer by layer, and they had all passed the 20th floor.

After putting out the fire, Okamura was soaked to the skin, with streaks of white and black streaks on his face, and half of the beard under the bridge of his nose was burned off. He was so angry that he had to compromise, and yelled: "Pause, what do you want, what do you want?" "

"Hahaha... I don't care about that. I'm only responsible for causing trouble. You can negotiate with Liang Zi. By the way, he's the old man behind you," Lao Wu smiled happily.

Okamura turned around and saw Liang Yong's face with a bright smile. He was holding the half-dead Yoshioka in his hand, followed by Fu Jingya.

"What do you want," Okamura growled, staring hard at Liang Yong. If looks could kill, Liang Yong had died several times under his gaze, but it was a pity that it was useless.

"It's very simple. I just made an agreement with Mr. Yoshioka. All you have to do is follow the instructions," Liang Yong said very relaxedly.

He raised the Yoshioka in his hand and motioned for him to speak.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I told you to pay compensation, sign a contract, and stop beating me," Yoshioka howled pitifully.

"Yoshioka," Okamura glared at Yoshioka, as if he wanted to kill him.

"Okamura, I am responsible for this matter, please stop being troublesome," Yoshioka expressed his position in tears. He had no choice. Now his life is still in Liang's hands. He has no room for resistance. At the same time, he has no doubts about Okamura's ability to do things. I also deeply doubt that if he had been rescued effectively, he would have been able to end up in this situation.

Okamura's face was filled with uncertainty, but he finally snorted and led his men to the side with a wave of his hand.

Over there, Lao Wu had already led a group of his subordinates into the hall triumphantly, waving his hands and giving instructions loudly: "Who will go and close the sluice gate, so that the water will flow away in vain? Then who will bring a camera and compare us to the east?" The friendly signing scene of the foreign devils was filmed..."

A group of boys happily closed the water gate and moved the tables. After a while, they decorated the hall and placed a long table in the most conspicuous place, with a woman's red skirt spread on it to show the grandeur.

Of course, when doing these tasks, more juniors held up Molotov cocktails, hammers, machetes, lime, pink pepper noodles, and forced Okamura and others into a corner of the hall to prevent them from dying.

Liang Yong put down Yoshioka, who climbed to a cabinet and took out the checkbook and the investment agreement negotiated with Fu Jingya.

"Sign!" Liang Yong waited impatiently and walked over to carry him back to the table to urge him.

Yoshioka drew on the check with trembling hands, and then made a phone call, notifying the bank to raise funds and deposit 2 billion into the account immediately, just waiting for Liang Yong to take the check to transfer the money.

Then came the signing ceremony. Liang Yong asked Fu Jingya to the front desk: "Please,"

Fu Jingya glared at him and cursed in her mind: "You have taken away the money, is there any use in signing a contract?"

Yoshioka signed the signature tremblingly. A young man immediately took a photo of this precious scene and even conducted an interview with Mr. Yoshioka on the spot:

"Mr. Yoshioka, what do you think of the prospects of this large-scale refinery construction?"

"I...I'm confident,"

"How do you evaluate the district mayor?"

"Great, great, thank you,"

…

"Thank you Mr. Yoshioka,"

There were several women huddled in the corner with expressionless expressions, and Liang Yong happened to see them and waved to them.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Liang?" the women came over and asked in horror.

"Where is the money I just won? Go and pack it for me. I want to take it away," Liang Yong ordered.

"Locked in the cabinet by him..." The woman nervously pointed at Okamura.
Chapter completed!