Chapter 1417 Old routine

At this time, even if Yoshida Rimi is the daughter of the Japanese Prime Minister, it would be of no help.

Under the gun, Wang Hui and Wen Qiang could only raise their hands and let the Japanese police take them away.

But Mr. Lin still did not come back.

When he was taken to the police car, the Japanese man sitting next to Wang Hui for no reason kept shouting and struggling.

Anyway, Wang Hui couldn't understand a word, so he only saw that Yoshida Rai was not negotiating with the police.

However, it's useless.

Ji Wei looked at the scene in shock at the corner not far ahead.

"What's the matter with this?"

Ji Wei gritted his teeth and dialed Liu Dan's phone number and informed the other party of the matter as soon as possible.

...

A simple imprisonment room is similar to that in movies and TV dramas.

The place is not too big, and there are no beds or chairs, so I can only sit on the ground temporarily.

Wang Hui and Wen Qiang were detained separately and could not meet.

This made a haze in his heart.

It's obvious that they're being plotted against.

Wen Ning and Liu Dan probably don’t know yet.

Wang Hui told himself that at this time, he must face it calmly.

Footsteps sounded, and new guests came to the imprisonment room. Police officers went back and forth, sending seven or eight people in, each with tattoos and a bad expression.

One of the leaders had his clothes torn to pieces, revealing the tattoo patterns on his body.

The above is outlined as if it were some kind of evil ghost in Japanese mythology, with a scattered teeth and a ferocious face.

Just like this, ordinary people will definitely stay away from him when they walk on the street.

At first glance, the local gang members probably didn't run away.

In Japan, gangs are a very strange existence.

During the war years and after the war, Japanese gangs once played a certain role in maintaining social order. Later, because Japanese laws guaranteed the freedom of so-called "association", many gangs have been on the surface.

This is what is called "legal". Of course, gangs - also known as violent societies - will still be hit once they violate Japanese laws.

In short, it is legal to set up gangs in Japan by a group of people.

However, if you collect protection fees and intimidate and extort after the gang is established, this is not possible.

But, just as no country can completely erase the gray existence, neither can Japan.

The group of gang members who came in today looked like they were arrested by the police after a fight. They were all in their forties, and there was only one young man in them.

The aging society not only brings about ordinary people who continue to work in their seventies or eighties, but also makes it increasingly difficult for members of the club to join new gangs.

The leading tattooed man looked like he was 45 or 6. After entering the imprisonment room, he was so fierce that he could spit out a string of tremolo Japanese at Wang Hui, a typical "super Taoist" style.

Wang Hui couldn't understand, and seemed to ask Wang Hui to give him the comfortable corner of the wall.

It’s better to have less than more things. Wang Hui got up and patted his pants and walked towards another corner.

But... they were blocked by the two of them again.

Wang Hui spread his hands, frowned, and asked them in body language what they mean?

At this time, there were no Japanese police officers outside the imprisonment room.

I don't know if they go to eat or go to the bathroom.

A gang member leaning against the railing turned around and nodded.

"Bang!"

The little leader punched Wang Hui in the stomach.

Wang Hui groaned and took a few steps back while covering his stomach.

Confused!

At this moment, Wang Hui was stunned.

OK, why did you do it?

There are eight people on the other side, and Wang Hui is alone.

In addition, Wang Hui did not fight back effectively and was immediately subdued by the opponent.

The two of them clamped Wang Hui's arms tightly, and the other's leader grinned, showed his yellow teeth, and approached Wang Hui.

He said two extremely weird pronunciations.

But Wang Hui understood, the other party was calling his name.

Wang Hui suddenly woke up.

These people come in specifically to deal with themselves.

"Bang bang bang!"

The opponent's subordinates showed no mercy and hit Wang Hui in the abdomen with continuous heavy punches.

If Wang Hui's ability to resist strikes had not been improved, just a few moves would have been enough to completely lose control of his body.

The man said a few more words of Japanese, and the other gangs nodded.

Then a scene that shocked Wang Hui appeared.

The four gang members stood face to face and started fighting each other.

You punch me, I will give you a kick.

Bruises and scars quickly appeared on their faces.

What does this mean?

Soon, he figured it out.

Because the little leader asked his subordinates to press Wang Hui to the ground, and in a kneeling position, he pressed his shoulders and controlled his legs at the same time.

No, they are going to kill themselves.

Wang Hui was shocked.

The other party's style obviously wanted to break his legs.

If you don't resist, you may not be able to resist again.

"Call Dou Mababa!"

Wang Hui was quick to learn and shouted a sentence of Japanese.

Thanks to Stephen Chow, thanks to the American Journey, and thanks to watching it twenty or thirty times in a row when I was young.

The movements stagnated for a moment.

It was at this moment that Wang Hui grabbed it.

He used his head so hard that he hit his left side, pressing against the thigh on his shoulder.

This attack was almost Wang Hui's full strength.

The man on the gang on the left was suddenly knocked out of balance, and his legs... left Wang Hui's shoulders.

Wang Hui restored his freedom with his left hand.

He punched the man on the right side of the face.

The situation reverses instantly.

This group of Japanese gang members obviously did not expect that this Chinese man could still resist under such harsh conditions.

He didn't expect that Wang Hui could burst out powerful power by fighting to the death.

The situation that I worked hard to control was instantly out of control.

Wang Hui kicked his legs desperately, kicking away the two gang members who controlled their feet, jumped up, and punched the gang leader.

"ah!"

Amid the screams, the gang leader covered his head and fell down.

Wang Hui knew that he couldn't hesitate now.

He grabbed the little leader with his left hand and clenched his fist with his right hand, and was desperate to smash the opponent's face.

Behind him, he was punched several times in an instant. Wang Hui endured the pain, roared wildly, and bit the other person's nose directly.

The roar of the gang's small leader was earth-shaking.
To be continued...