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Chapter 559: Kidnapping, we are professionals.

"Brother Hao, they came out. This is that Taro. They can borrow hundreds of millions from the Tong family, so they must be very rich."

Aqiang said and hurriedly handed the infrared telescope to Zhang Zihao.

"One, two, three, four, this little Japan has four bodyguards?" Zhang Zihao frowned a little worriedly.

"What are you afraid of? We have eight people and sixteen guns." Aqiang said bravely.

Aqiang and Zhang Zihao met in prison. They just came out of prison and are now extremely poor.

Zhang Zihao was still analyzing the success rate, but Aqiang had already drawn his pistol.

"Let's do this, I will deal with three of the four bodyguards, and you will be responsible for the remaining one bodyguard and the meat ticket."

Aqiang is a very down-to-earth person. After he finished speaking, he had already pulled out a pistol and put it behind his back, and walked towards the black Mercedes-Benz with a smile.

"Hi! Sora!" Ah Qiang actually speaks Japanese.

Miyagi Taro looked at a arrogant Chinese man walking towards him with a strange look on his face.

"Bang-bang-bang..."

A Qiang immediately fired as soon as he got close. His marksmanship was mediocre, so after firing one shot, he was worried that he had missed, so he hurriedly added a few more shots.

"superior--!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Zhang Zihao and his gang swarmed forward and killed all four of Miyagi Taro's men at once. Miyagi Taro was even shot in the abdomen.

Zhang Zihao was shocked.

"You idiot, if you kill him, how can we collect ransom?" Zhang Zihao hurriedly squeezed into the car and pressed hard on Miyagi Taro's wound.

"Baga, who are you?" Miyagi Taro nervously looked at Aqiang who had shot him.

"Sang Gou, hurry up and drive." Zhang Zihao glared at Aqiang and asked another subordinate to drive away quickly.

"It's not entirely my fault. He just drew his gun. I tried to shoot him, but it missed the target."

Aqiang said sincerely apologizing to Miyagi Taro: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, you must be in pain!"

Miyagi Taro: "..."

Zhang Zihao's team is still very professional and efficient in their work.

When Miyagi Hiroshi heard the gunfire and rushed to the door with his men, Miyagi Taro had already been kidnapped.

"this?"

Miyagi Hong suddenly became confused. He couldn't understand what was going on.

Did Li Er do it? Strike first to gain advantage?

But isn’t this guy a policeman? Why is his method even more underworld than the underworld?

Not to mention Miyagi Hiroshi, Li Er couldn't figure out what happened. He was about to change his ID to get Miyagi Hiroshi and his son, but someone got in first.

For a person like Li Er, he immediately suspected that Tong Keren had other suitors, otherwise no one would do this. Rosen should be locked up in the detention room of the Central District Police Station at this time. Who else is there?

Woolen cloth?

Aqiang, who had confused the two old men, was rescuing people very professionally at this time.

"Lift him to the table, shovel it, and clear away the leftover lunch boxes on the table."

Aqiang said, pulling off a rag used to clean the table and stuffing it into Miyagi Taro's mouth.

"Bite it, don't blame me if you bite off your own tongue later." Aqiang directed several of his accomplices to hold down Miyagi Taro's hands and feet.

"Are you okay? Or send me to a black clinic!"

Zhang Zihao is very worried that Aqiang's three-legged cat medical skills will kill Miyagi Taro, and then his work will be in vain.

"Don't worry, don't worry, brother Qiang, I have been through all the swords and swords for so many years." Aqiang is very confident in his medical skills.

"Incense burner, pour all the ashes from the incense burner into a big bowl, as well as the soy sauce, put some soy sauce in it, and stir it."

Aqiang quickly prepared his own secret medicine.

"Uh-huh-!"

Miyagi Taro struggled in horror.

"Aqiang, is this really possible?" Zhang Zihao asked again.

"Brother Hao, if you ask me this question again, it will hurt the trust between our brothers."

Aqiang was very unhappy and tore off the cloth covering Miyagi Taro's wound, and pressed the secret recipe of incense burner ashes and soy sauce into the wound where Miyagi Taro was shot.

"Woo——!" Miyagi Taro's eyes widened, he struggled a few times and fainted from the pain.

Zhang Zihao quickly reached out to explore Miyagi Taro's nose.

"Don't worry! You can't die. I've been injured since I was a child, and my grandma always treated me like this."

Aqiang skillfully bandaged Miyagi Taro's wound with a strip of cloth, and then wrapped it several times with transparent tape.

"Brother Qiang... Qiang!" A voice reminded A Qiang in a low voice: "This Japanese boy suffered a gunshot wound. It seems that you wrapped it up before taking out the warhead."

Aqiang was completely stunned.

"Fuck you, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Aqiang slapped the little guy on the head.

"Forget it, forget it, as long as the person is not dead, don't worry about it." Zhang Zihao was worried that re-bandaging would kill Taro Miyamoto.

"Call his father and ask him to prepare a ransom of 500 million, or else prepare a coffin for his son." Zhang Zihao said domineeringly.

"Five hundred million!" Aqiang took a deep breath: "Brother Hao, isn't 500 million too exaggerated? Let's extort a few million first!"

Zhang Zihao glanced at Aqiang with disdain. Although Aqiang was brave and capable, his vision was too low. What could he do with millions of dollars?

"It's only 500 million. Don't ask too many questions. How much will you pay when the time comes? I won't give you a dollar less."

"That's right!" Aqiang nodded quickly: "Brother Hao, your reputation in the industry can be trusted by all the brothers."

Zhang Zihao's men dialed Gong Muhong's phone number.

"Moses Moses!"

"Touch your mother! Your son is in our hands. If you want a son to die with you, don't call the police. Also prepare a ransom of 500 million. We will call you in an hour."

After Zhang Zihao's men finished speaking, they immediately hung up the phone without giving Gong Muhong a chance to ask questions.

"Kidnapping?"

Miyagi Hiroshi's expression was very strange. Even if he thought about it, he could not imagine that someone would dare to kidnap the father and son and extort money from them.

In fact, this cannot be completely blamed on Zhang Zihao. Miyagi Hiroshi and his son are indeed top-notch gangsters. Their identities are disguised too real. Zhang Zihao has investigated them very carefully, and the result is still that they are wealthy Japanese businessmen.

If Zhang Zihao doesn't tie him up, who will they tie up?

‘Five hundred million?’ Gong Muhong shook his head and sneered.

Not to mention that the other party wants to extort 500 million, even if it is 50 million, Gong Muhong will not take it out. He has more than one son, not to mention that the son can be regenerated after he is gone. Gong Muhong is confident in his ability to have children.

"Sanmu-kun, Taro may have been kidnapped. Go collect some information." Miyagi Hiroshi said calmly to a subordinate behind him.

"Hi--!"

Miyagi Hiroshi is a family of professional scammers, and their various departments have a very detailed division of labor, including a department that specializes in collecting intelligence.

Zhang Zihao may have to face a tough fight this time.

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