The car headed forward all the way toward Donggangnan Amabu. This is also the most expensive district in Tokyo. A 400-square-meter one-bedroom villa in Yuri Oshima is worth 2 billion yuan. Of course, it lives here.

It is not Oshima Yuri's wife, but his mistress. This is also a common problem among the rich people all over the world. As long as you have money, it seems that it is natural to raise a few young and beautiful women outside to be mistresses.

, This is also the bad root of human beings?! Of course, this situation is extremely common in Fusang. Moreover, men have a mistress outside, and the eldest lady has no complaints at home, as if she is deeply concerned about this kind of thing

It is also acquiesced. It is unknown what the specific feelings are.

Liang Chen played a guest appearance as a driver - the most loyal subordinate escorted him to spend the night at his mistress's house. For someone like Yuri Oshima, it was reasonable. So, there were only two of them in the car. However, the car arrived.

When I was near Nanbu, I just made a short stay.

"Liang Sang, good luck, we will contact you later. However, no matter what, I hope you believe in my sincerity." Yuri Oshima said teasingly, blinking at him mischievously, and then got out of the car

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"Haha, I will always believe in you, just as I believe in myself." Liang Chen also looked at him deeply meaningfully, and then turned around and left with a casual leap of the steering wheel of the car.

"I hope my life's goal can be achieved in him." Yuri Oshima stood there and looked for a long time before tightening his clothes and turning on the floor.

This is his most beloved mistress. He usually comes to him every two days when he is fine. This time he hasn't seen his mistress for a long time, so he misses him a little.

Liang Chen drove the car, slowly shook the window, followed the guidance of the car navigation and drove all the way to Takeo Hatoyama's home.

He has to act well. As Takeo Hatoyama, he has been working abroad for so long, so of course he has to go home now.

Xijing is one of the most densely populated cities in the world, with a total population of 23 districts under its jurisdiction, with a total population of nearly 14 million. People come and go along the way, with cars and rivers, densely packed, as if people are everywhere they go.

The increasingly narrow urban space gives people a feeling of being cramped and busy, as if once you enter this city, you will feel like you can't breathe. An invisible pressure forces you to be busy, forcing yourself to be busy.

It is much better to get up, even if you are busy, than wandering around in this city without doing anything.

Of course, the exception is for travelers.

While observing the city and experiencing this exotic style, I picked up a special mobile phone, stuffed it in a new card that had not been opened and stuffed it in, and then dialed several numbers.

"What's going on Matsui now?" he asked directly on the phone.

"Because of drug control, he is now under our absolute control." A calm voice came from the other side of the phone. The underground liaison officer sent by Xiaoba to monitor and deliver medicine to Matsui was already in one

Before the month, due to the incidents of the Fuso Devils, Xiaobai's underground intelligence forces had already begun to gradually penetrate into Xijing through Matsui. Especially with Matsui's "help", a useful network has been formed.

"Okay, I'll control this piece for me. If necessary, I hope to use it." Liang Chen nodded and said.

"Yes, Brother Chen." The liaison officer on the other side of the phone responded calmly.

After hanging up the phone, Liang Chen narrowed his eyes and gently tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something.

Just as he was holding the steering wheel in his hand, a car on the right rushed over like a wild horse that had been removed from the border. Before Liang Chen could react, he had already made a "bang" sound.

He hit his tail hard.

The whole car suddenly lost its balance, and the wheels made a harsh friction sound on the ground. The whole car squeaked and turned around on the ground. Suddenly, it overturned out. The car was on the ground.

I rolled twice, then slid out for a long time before I stopped.

The car even had a bounce of the car, and Liang Chen was lying in the car with blood and dizzy. The man who crashed the car was so scared that his hands and feet were numb. He climbed out of the car, and his mouth was drunk and filled with wine.

It seems that I have drunk too much wine.

Then, countless people gathered around, whispered and discussed. Then, the traffic police rushed over to maintain order. Not long after, an ambulance rushed over and drove Liang Chen out.

After getting off the car, he carried it into the ambulance, the police car drove the way, and the ambulance roared away again.

"Mr. Liang, Mr. Liang..." In the ambulance, a man plucked Liang Chen's eyelids and called softly.

Liang Chen slowly opened his eyes and sat up. There were two people in front of him, one man and one woman, both looking at him nervously. When he saw him awake, he sighed with relief.

"Sorry, Mr. Liang, you've been wronged." The man who looked like a doctor in his early forties bowed and apologized to Liang Chen. He was very polite. The nurse in her thirties was dressed as a mediocre person.

The woman looked at Liang Chen curiously, and at the same time, she kept moving her hands, drawing a tube of transparent medicine into the needle tube, flicking the needle tube, and popping the bubbles inside out.

"It's okay, this car has good performance, and the protection measures for early prevention are also very good. I was not injured, but the plasma paste is really disgusting on my head." Liang Chen touched his face.

The blood, looking at the handful of blood, shook his head and said, but he smiled bitterly in his heart, "I have to pretend to die again." This time, this is the third time he has pretended to die.

After acting too much, I felt a little bit too late. But there was no way. This was arranged by Yuri Oshima for him, and it was the best way at present.

At that time, Yuri Oshima planned to let Liang Chen pretend to be Takeo Hatoyama and return to Fusang first, and then create an artificial car accident to urge him to die. In this way, Liang Chen would avoid appearing as Takeo Hatoyama as him.

And there is a possibility that people can see through various details.

In this way, no matter how helpless he has, he will continue to pretend to die.
Chapter completed!