"Who are those people? What is their purpose?" Yamaguchi Hirano asked.
"There are foreign and Asian faces among them, and the Asians speak Chinese. People with such skills that even our ninjas can't beat us may be mercenaries hired by the Chinese. Their purpose is to attack our previous attacks on the Chinese.
Action to retaliate, because their leader asked me to give you a message, warning not to invade the Chinese again. The leader is a Chinese, and the group of people listen to him." Yamaguchi Sachiko replied, she did not dare to directly say Jiang Hailong's original words
convey.
Unexpectedly, when Yamaguchi Hirano saw her eyes twinkling, he knew that she must be hiding something, and immediately asked, "What else do you want to tell me?"
"He said that anyone who dares to assassinate, kidnap, or rob Chinese will be killed without mercy! If we take similar actions in the future, we will suffer greater retaliation." Sachiko had no choice but to answer truthfully.
"Baga!" Yamaguchi Hirano shouted, crushing the tea cup in his hand into pieces.
Sachiko was startled and felt a pinching pain in her neck.
Yamaguchi Hirano thought, there have never been mercenaries in the local area, where did such a strong team suddenly appear? He asked Sachiko to describe the image of the Chinese leader. After listening to the description, he vaguely felt that this person was related to the hostage taking that happened before.
, killing and injuring dozens of gang members and other incidents. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly roared: "You useless people, quickly search for the whereabouts of the enemy and the robbed goods. If you fail to complete the task, you will have to open your belly to apologize."
Get out of here!"
As if Yamaguchi Sachiko and his men were granted amnesty, they got up from the ground, bowed and retreated.
After driving away Sachiko's men, Yamaguchi Hirano thought about how to deal with the accusations from his superiors and Japanese merchants. The thought of what he was about to face made him anxious.
After being warned by Jiang Hailong, Yamaguchi Sachiko did not dare to take drastic action, but she still had to give an explanation to her superiors, so she arranged a farce.
A group of Japanese disguised as tourists went to Chinatown and suddenly smashed the doors and windows of several Chinese shops. They stopped hurting people and robbed them and fled quickly.
Fortunately, they ran fast. Jiang Hailong knew that the Japanese had suffered several losses in a row and would not give up. He had been living in the city recently. After receiving the alarm, he immediately arranged for Johnson's team to rush to Chinatown in a few minutes. Ten rough guys chased the gangsters in their cars and lost their shit.
I was able to escape by taking a small road.
Johnson and his team members returned cursing and did not notice a Nissan car following about 500 meters behind them, with Yamaguchi Sachiko and several kunoichi sitting in it.
On a secluded road, after receiving the order from Jiang Hailong via walkie-talkie, Johnson's driver quickly turned around and stopped the car sideways.
Yamaguchi Sachiko reversed the car and turned the steering wheel hard, preparing to escape, but Jiang Hailong's pickup truck came from behind and blocked the way out.
A dozen big men jumped out from the front and rear cars and surrounded the Nissan car with pistols.
Yamaguchi Sachiko got out of the car with several kunoichi. This time they were wearing casual clothes, not wearing ninja costumes to perform tricks in broad daylight.
"Miss Sachiko, I'm very unhappy that we met again so soon. Using this kind of tactic to track down simply made me underestimate your intelligence. Have you forgotten my warning to you?" Jiang Hailong sneered and struck Sachiko with a palm.
Throat. This palm is so fast and powerful that it can definitely cut into pieces a person's throat bone.
Sachiko refused to dodge, closed her eyes silently, and started to kill with her neck. She knew that it was futile to resist with a knife. She and her companions might be shot into pieces by bullets immediately. At such a close distance, no matter how fast the knife was, it could not be faster than the bullets.
The edge of Jiang Hailong's palm scratched her throat, neither light nor heavy. Xingzi's whole body was shaken and her heartbeat accelerated. Jiang Hailong stopped his hand and said, "It's a good thing you didn't hurt anyone or take anything away this time, otherwise you would have died here."
But I have to teach you a lesson so you can remember it better, so go back and wait for my revenge!"
Sachiko lowered her head and led her men to drive away from the road left by the pickup truck. The blush on her face did not fade, and she was confused. Jiang Hailong's palm touched her neck, causing her body to react violently. This was the first time she had been with a man in her adult life.
Skin-to-skin contact, she felt a stimulation she had never experienced before. She didn't know whether that palm was a threat or had other meanings. She only knew that she didn't want to refuse at that moment.
Even if she died under that palm, she would not complain. She would rather die under that gentle palm than her brother, Yamaguchi Hirano, who ignored her with a bloody bandage on her hand and threatened to have her caesarean section to apologize for failing to complete the task.
Next... "Ah!" The people in the car screamed. Sachiko looked up and saw a black shadow coming towards her. She turned the steering wheel hard and the car passed by a cement telephone pole.
Everyone was a little puzzled by letting the kunoichi go just like that. After seeing the kunoichi's car disappear, Johnson's men looked back reluctantly and said with a playful smile: "Why don't you arrest them and let us interrogate them properly?"
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Jiang Hailong knew what these wretched guys meant by "good interrogation", so he explained without exposing it: "A group of grown men arrested a few women, I'm afraid it will be shamed if word spreads."
Johnson questioned: "The instructor would rather let go than hand over the prisoners to us. Isn't it because he has fallen in love with the Japanese girl? I can't understand the Japanese you spoke to her. Why does it sound like flirting? I
I don’t understand how the slap you slapped her turned into a caress, you were never merciful when you were training us!"
The crowd burst into laughter, and it seemed that many people felt the same way. Wang Dali, who was the driver of the pickup truck, quietly gave Johnson a thumbs up, which made the latter look very proud, with a smile on his face.
Jiang Hailong glared and shouted: "Johnson, you dare to doubt what the instructor said, I will make you stand on your hands and walk two hundred meters, and you will execute the order immediately!" He wanted to scare the monkeys.
The smile on Johnson's face immediately froze and turned into a mournful expression, pleading: "No, let me walk upside down on the road in broad daylight. Passers-by will treat me as a mental patient! I protest, you are infringing on freedom of speech, this is
It’s not allowed in the United States.”
Jiang Hailong sneered and said: "The protest is valid. If you find it embarrassing, you can quit. Then practice alone with me for five minutes and let me test how much you have improved after training for so long. Do your duty as an instructor." He took off his coat and threw it to the
In the car, he approached Johnson step by step.
Johnson's face turned deathly gray and he quickly raised his hands to apologize and said: "Don't come over here. The last time we fought with you in the training hall, my shoulder joint was removed. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for one minute one on one. Five
Minutes, my god, that would be fatal! I would rather lose face than lose my life! However, two hundred meters is a bit far. Do you think one hundred meters will do?"
"Four hundred meters!" Jiang Hailong was ruthless.
Amid the laughter of gloating, Johnson did not dare to bargain anymore, raised his buttocks and made a standard handstand with both hands.
So Johnson, who was 1.9 meters tall, stood on his head and staggered slowly on the road like a monkey. Several cars followed behind him and kept honking their horns. People in the cars clapped their hands and shouted, "Come on, come on." Passing cars stopped from time to time.
, the driver rolled down the window and stuck his head out to see what was going on. Johnson was so ashamed that he wished that there would be a crack in the ground and he would dive in.