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Chapter 45: Imamura

While Lei Yaoyang and Incheon were drinking and chatting happily, the night report king Imamura who was far away in Nagoya felt a little heavy.

In the minds of ordinary people, business tycoons like the Night Reporter King Imamura are often amiable, full of love, approachable, and very close to the people. However, the Night Reporter King Imamura is not the same as the above image. Basically, it can be said that

No connection at all.

If ordinary people who don't know the identity of the Night Reporter King Imamura see the Night Reporter King Imamura, I'm afraid many people will subconsciously regard him as a gang leader, because the Night Reporter King Imamura looks burly, with a sinister face, and is violent.

Sex, he would be beaten or killed at every turn.

As a newspaper king, Imamura is very rich. He owns real estate in prime locations in many cities around the world. Especially in the era when this island country is clamoring to buy the world. As a newspaper king, Imamura’s idea is to buy Hollywood. In his

In the private estate, there are many buildings imitating Hollywood.

His private garden estate covers an area of ​​thousands of acres. The design style of the entire estate can only be described in two words: rich. If conditions hadn't prevented it, he would have loved to build a Hollywood movie studio.

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King Imamura lives here every day. Apart from work, the only other thing he does is sit in meditation and drink tea.

Yes, drinking tea on top of the replica presidential statue



In the private manor, on the portraits of young, middle-aged and old people, Imamura, the king of night reports, kneels in front of the tea table, eyes slightly narrowed, the tea table in front of him is filled with the fragrance of tea, and there is an indescribable feeling, the word arrogance.

The writing is very obvious.

"The other side blew up 15 of our whaling ships?"

"Just blow up the fishing boat?"

The Night Reporter King Imamura raised his half-closed eyelids and glanced at his subordinates kneeling in front of him. There was no big emotion in his voice.

"In addition to blowing up the ship, they also killed many of our brothers. According to the news from JD.com, we lost about a hundred people this time."

The subordinates who were kneeling below faced the inquiry from the Night Reporter King Imamura and immediately asked the Night Reporter King Imamura.

"How many people did the other party lose?"

After hearing this, King Imamura asked the people below again. His voice was still the same as before, without any emotional ups and downs.

"other side……"

"Escape intact."

The kneeling subordinate couldn't help but lower his head after he answered truthfully.

"Escape intact?"

"Does that mean that the other party blew up 15 of our fishing boats, killed our people, and then walked away with a pat on the back?"

The night report king Imamura, who always had a calm voice, finally showed some emotional fluctuations in his voice after hearing this report from his subordinates.

As the main product of the Meteor Society, Imamura has invested the most in this fishing port. Basically, one-third of the members of the Meteor Society are permanently stationed there. Every official member has a gun in his hand, and every unofficial member has a gun.

They are all equipped with stun guns, and as for those fringe members, they are also equipped with spring sticks, pepper spray and machetes.

A team of hundreds of people was directly killed by more than a dozen people. One side lost hundreds of people, but the other side did nothing. Imamura just felt that he had raised a bunch of trash. If there were more than a hundred dogs, one of them would probably be able to do it.

If you bite each other on the butt, you will end up with a bunch of losers who are worse than dogs.

"Yes, President!"

"According to the news from that side, the group of people who attacked the fish port tonight are very powerful, both in terms of group tactics and individual combat effectiveness, and their marksmanship is even more terrifying. As long as the opponent opens fire, our people will

There must be casualties, and one of them was even keen on using large-caliber trolls to shoot headshots. Many people at the time were frightened to death by these people."

The subordinates kneeling below reported to the night reporting king Imamura Kai in a slightly faster voice.

The night report king Imamura sitting above heard the report from his subordinates. His face was still expressionless, but his heart was slightly rippled by the other person's words.

It was obvious that the group of people who attacked the whaling base in Choshi City were anything but ordinary people.

Only a dozen people were able to fight their way in and out of the heavily guarded Choshi City whaling base without any damage. With such strength, even well-trained soldiers and even special forces would find it difficult to achieve this level.

Where do these people come from?

Why did they come?

What is their purpose for doing this?

Many questions emerged in the mind of the Night Reporter King Imamura.

Imamura, the Night Reporter King who has lived in the shadow of intrigues and swords all year round, felt vaguely that he was being stared at by a pair of invisible eyes. The sixth sense that occasionally made him feel frightened gradually made his heart gradually become filled with an invisible layer of eyes.

Shrouded in darkness.

He picked up the kettle in his hand and smashed it hard at his subordinate. Looking at the newly boiled hot water, his subordinate didn't even dare to hide, because if he hid, he would probably feed the sharks tonight.

Seeing the embarrassment of his subordinates, King Imamura lost a lot of his anger and was silent for a while. After a long time, he spoke again:

"I know about this matter. Send me an order to immediately dispatch personnel to the fish port. At the same time, immediately compile the list of those who died tonight, and then send people to provide heavy pensions to their families. I will pay for this pension, and I

I will personally supervise the implementation of the pension, and I will also contact the police department. Who knows who the gang is if the rumor spreads in the world, I will offer a reward of 1 million US dollars!"

"yes!"

The subordinate who was kneeling below heard the instructions from King Imamura, who announced the night, and immediately responded in a deep voice.

"at last……"

"Let the person in charge of the fish port commit suicide and apologize. I will assign a new person in charge to go there tomorrow to coordinate the overall situation."

The last order given by the Night Reporter King Imamura made the subordinates kneeling below tremble slightly in their hearts.

In an instant, he felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot.

"yes……"

"Back off."

"yes!"



The subordinates who were always kneeling below did not dare to raise their heads and look directly at King Imamura, even before leaving at the end.

If he raised his head and looked at the Night Reporter King Imamura at this time, he would definitely see the cold and fierce light flashing in the Eyes of the Reporter Night Reporter King Imamura.

A wolf is a wolf after all.

No matter how much you pretend to look like a sheep, you will never be a sheep after all.

When Imamura put on a suit and tie, he was a successful person, but when he took off the suit, he was a gangster. He took Kiyoko's mother by force, which is why the relationship between their father and daughter has always been bad.

Now that the sword has not been unsheathed for a long time, people think he is too old to fight anymore. Cats and dogs are bullied. Imamura vows to make these dogs look good!


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