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Chapter 1011: Blood Debt and Blood Repayment

"Cover me!" Peng Huai had only one thought in his mind at the moment, the enemy was coming.

There is still a long time before the canonization ceremony. The official canonization ceremony will be held in a secret room at the back of the church. At that time, the people who are worshiping and the bodyguards and other irrelevant personnel cannot be present. Only the host Laude

Three witnesses from Lu He and three generations of the Peng family.

But now this situation suddenly happened, Peng Huai's highly tense nerves suddenly collapsed...

His eyes were darting around, looking for any possible assassins.

There were so many good opportunities along the way, but the other party didn't take action. But waiting until this moment was really beyond his expectation, because at this time, his people were all there, and the people of the Holy Alliance were also there.

The other party is too arrogant!

"Calm down! Calm down!"

A man who looked like a priest shouted from the stage.

Today is not Sunday worship, so there are not many people, but there are still dozens of people. But if these dozens of people are crowded into a group, the scene will be uncontrollable.

In such a scene, Peng Huai had already imagined that the killer might be hiding among these worshipers, but he thought that this was already the territory of the Holy Alliance, so the risk should be very low.

However, when the piece of wood that suddenly caught fire fell down, he realized that any risk existed at any time.

Several bodyguards, including those from the Taihe Group, the Nanqing Gang, and his own confidants, at his call, gathered around and surrounded him.

"Where to go?" someone immediately shouted and asked.

"Behind the stage..." The people in the church were all crowding out. Only in the opposite direction would there not be so many people, and Laudru would not sit back and watch him being killed.

"Boom!" Another piece of wood fell from the sky and landed next to Peng Huai. One of the bodyguards surrounding him was hit instantly, leaving a gap.

The rest also hid subconsciously, and Peng Huai briefly lost his protection.

"Bang!" A gunshot suddenly sounded outside the church.

Then came the second and third sounds...

"Killing people!" The people who had just rushed out ran back again and bumped into the people who were trying to escape. Before Peng Huai had time to think about it, the bodyguard beside him was rushed.

Dispersed.

He was also pushed to the ground.

"Old man, are you okay?" A kind smiling face appeared next to him.

He is not his personal bodyguard, but judging from his clothes, he seems to be from the Taihe Group.

"It's okay..." Peng Huai checked his body and stood up. Other bodyguards gathered around him again, especially those who had been with him for more than ten years.

But he took a few steps, and suddenly, his legs went weak... and he knelt on one knee on the floor.

His bodyguard looked surprised and hurriedly helped him up.

Peng Huai walked a step or two more, and his vision went dark. He knelt down on both knees at the same time, and then his heartbeat suddenly accelerated... Then blood slowly oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he lay down on the floor with his head tilted.

"That bodyguard..." Peng Huai stretched out his hand and pointed blankly at the members of the Taihe Group, speechless.

On the high platform, Laudru's eyes turned cold and he said something (in English) behind him: "Angelou, the target person, is about 1.78 meters tall, a black-haired man, with quick hands, and a tattoo on his right wrist...be careful.

Yes, that person may have a deadly poisonous needle hidden in his body."

Behind him, a black figure flashed and then quickly walked downstairs.

Laudrue let out a breath, and then rushed to Peng Huai's side. The bodyguard next to Peng Huai showed suspicious and hostile eyes.

Peng Huai hurriedly waved his hand, and Laudreu reached out and picked up Peng Huai's right arm, tearing it to pieces of his white shirt sleeve.

Shockingly, he discovered that Peng Huai's right arm extended all the way to his neck. It was already red, swollen and blue, his mouth could no longer speak, and his nose and eye sockets were slowly bleeding out...

"It's a fatal v-poisonous needle... I'm sorry... I can't help you." Laudru shook his head gently, expressing his helplessness to Peng Huai and those close to him.

"However, I will definitely find the murderer and avenge you." Laudru said with cold eyes again.

Peng Huai's fingers gestured in vain on the ground, as if he wanted to write something.

After a while, his breathing became rapid, and he twitched a few times. His head immediately drooped down, and he died.

His bodyguard's face turned extremely dark. Then he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed wildly.

"Mr. Okachari...the old man was killed..."

"What..." On the phone, Oka Cheng Keino lost his voice for an instant...

Laudru frowned and snatched the phone away.

Before he could speak, he heard a harsh brake sound coming from the phone.

Then there was a series of sounds of cars hitting each other.

Laudreau grabbed the phone, his fingers turned white, and the other party was openly trampling on his dignity.

In less than a minute, his phone rang: "Sir Knight Laudreau, Mr. Keino Okasari has just encountered a car accident. It is initially determined that he and the accompanying driver have no vital signs..."

"Where is Okama Kawasaki?" Laudru frowned and asked. He suddenly realized that what Peng Huai had just written before his death was his grandson's English name. He probably wanted him to protect Peng Peng, who was Okama Kawasaki.

"I didn't see it...not in the car." came the reply on the phone.

"Ah..." Laudru's face was extremely ugly, his fists clenched slightly, and he said coldly, "It's too much to bully others. We must mobilize all of us immediately to find Okashi Kawasaki."

"Who are you?" Peng Peng stared at the man standing in front of him, who should be over 1.8 meters tall, wearing a mask, fair skin, and probably good looking, and his heart was pounding.

These days, I have been like a rat living in a dark sewer, hiding here and there, and my whereabouts are so secretive that even my father, Peng Chongguo, doesn't know much about it.

Until today, because it was the day when the canonization was officially conferred, he dared to take a taxi from the apartment where he had been hiding for many days and rush to the designated church in Banqiao District.

The three generations of the Peng family went to the conferred position in three places. It was a shame to say it, but there was no way. People from the Holy Alliance reminded them that the Nuwa Group had probably sent professional killers to deal with their Peng family.

Home.

Although he didn't believe it at first, as the forces closely related to the Peng family, such as Ryushima Tsuo, Ueshima Iwai, and the Yoshikawa family, fell into misfortune one after another, he completely believed it.

Moreover, he really didn't expect that the Nuwa Group could be so powerful that the Yoshikawa family, which even he thought was insurmountable, could be transformed into such a virtuous surname.

Fortunately, there is still a last glimmer of hope. As long as we survive today and accept the conferment of the Holy Alliance, the dark cloud hanging over the Peng family will completely disappear.

Although the Nuwa Group is powerful, and the Qiao family is certainly terrifying, compared to the strength of the Holy Alliance abroad, it is still not as simple as that.

No one knew where he lived, and he took a taxi when he went out. Moreover, he was dressed in disguise. He believed that even if his biological father walked up to him, he might not be able to recognize him immediately.

However, even so, about twenty minutes ago, the car he was carrying was forced to stop by an unlicensed van halfway on the road.

Then several big men with masked faces forcibly pulled him out of the car and dragged him into the van. Then he was blindfolded and dragged for a while, then they threw him to the side of the road, and then he was picked up by another car.

This went back and forth about four times.

Finally he came here, which seemed to be a basement.

I don’t know if it’s because of the rain, but the interior looks dark and dim, as if it’s moldy. This kind of environment is definitely rare for a bustling metropolis like Tokyo.

There was no one else in the basement, only him and the young man in front of him.

Inexplicably, he felt a chilling murderous aura from the young man in front of him.

"Are you sent here by Zhang Yang?" He mustered up the courage and spoke again.

Zhang Yang took off his mask and glanced at him lightly: "I am Zhang Yang."

"Plop!" Peng Peng sat down on the floor, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

He has seen Zhang Yang's face countless times, because his photo has been printed out by himself, posted on the bedside, and stabbed countless times with a flying knife day and night to remind himself that this guy he has never met before is

His most dangerous enemy in the world.

He thought that Zhang Yang would use various means to retaliate against him, including hiring gangsters, mercenaries, and professional killers. He had thought about it all.

I just didn't expect him to come to the Chrysanthemum Kingdom in person.

He subconsciously touched his pocket, but found nothing.

"Are you looking for this?" Zhang Yang shook the phone in his hand.

Peng Peng stared at the mobile phone in Zhang Yang's hand. It was obviously his own. He swallowed dryly and mustered up his courage: "I hide so well that even my dad doesn't know. I want to know how you found me."

of?"

"You forgot, twenty-five minutes ago, when you were in the car, you received a call from your father..." Zhang Yang explained to him with rare patience, "Just locate it and you'll know."

"My dad called me..." Peng Peng's face turned pale. Could it be that his father's phone number was tracked by them?

"What do you want?" He curled up his cold hands.

"Guess." Zhang Yang played with the mobile phone in his hand. As soon as Peng Zhengguo died, Zhou Xing used his mobile phone to call Peng Peng, locate it, and found Peng Peng.

"My father and grandfather will not let you go. Do you know the Holy Alliance?" When he mentioned the four words "Holy Alliance", Peng Peng seemed to have been pumped and suddenly became energetic. "Their strength is far inferior to that of your daughter."

The Wa Group can compete, and our Peng family is a member of the Holy Alliance."

Zhang Yang smiled. Although this guy had already started talking nonsense, he did not expose him: "So what, they are all dead."

"What?" Peng Peng obviously didn't know that his father and grandfather were finished.

"It's nothing." Zhang Yang said calmly, "Matsudagawa Dalang died too cheaply... Therefore, you, the instigator, should bear the blame."


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