The reason why Wang Jun was confident and dared to provoke Lin Dong was because of these two Japanese support. He didn't know what the white-haired man was called, but the white-haired man called himself Shura. He said he was Shura, and when he killed someone, he was really like a Shura demon. He killed melons and cut vegetables, and few of them could last for a second under him. In a room, his speed was fast, and Wang Jun had a gun and could not pull the trigger.

Another young Japanese man named Kitano Castle, who is black, thin, and strong, but has an ordinary appearance. He is older than Shura, but he is respectful to Shura and calls him Master.

Although Makoto Kitano is not as terrifying as Shura, he took action and no one was his opponent in so many gang fights.

Wang Jun was also a little bitter. In the past, his ten brothers only dared to make small fuss, but they were free. But now, the Sichuan Gang is his Sichuan Gang, and it has long been the two Japanese Sichuan Gangs.

Wang Jun is cruel, but he doesn't like being controlled. But at this moment, he has no room for resistance.

The little girl leaned against the coffee table, curled up and shivered.

Shura drank a glass of red wine gracefully, held a cigar in her left hand, and suddenly smiled at Wang Jun and said in a not-so-fluent Chinese: "Wang, don't be polite, let your brother come on." After a pause, smiling like a noble gentleman, said: "I like to watch your performance."

Shura is very clean and never gets close to women, but he is keen on this perverted viewing.

Makoto Kitano leaned over and whispered in Shura's ear. Shura smiled and nodded, and said to Wang Jun again: "Ketano said that virgin blood will bring him good luck, so let Kitano give it to her."

Wang Jun had no reason to object, so he smiled reluctantly and said, "Okay!"

Makoto Kitano smiled and stepped forward to carry the little girl like a lamb to the sofa. The girl was wearing a school uniform and was developing in all aspects. She tied two pigtails with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. It is conceivable that she will definitely be a beauty when she grows up in the future.

The little girl was extremely frightened and struggled, but she struggled. The more he struggled, the happier Makoto Kitano became. She went up and kissed her delicate little face.

Shura smiled brightly.

Wang Jun sighed in his heart. Although he is not a good person, he will not attack the children.

But these two Japanese people deliberately harmed the children.

The little girl's face was filled with tears, and she struggled and shouted, "No, help, help!" The more she shouted, the more helpless she became. Finally, she looked at Wang Jun's subordinates on the side, and Zhao Yuanshan shouted, "Uncle, save me, please, uncle."

The little girl had some eyesight and could tell that among these people, Zhao Yuanshan seemed to be the most honest.

Zhao Yuanshan is forty years old and has a cute daughter at home. He looked at the little girl and his eyes were filled with unbearable feelings several times.

The little girl continued to ask for help from him and said, "Uncle, please, uncle..."

Makoto Kitano laughed and said, "Good daughter, your uncle won't save you, he will play with you later."

Zhao Yuanshan finally couldn't help it, slapped the table and stood up, saying, "Enough!" Griefly glared at Kitano Makoto.

The music was turned on in the private room, mainly because I was afraid of attracting the attention of guests outside and unnecessary trouble.

Amid the noisy music, Zhao Yuanshan's voice was particularly harsh. Makoto Kitano was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zhao Yuanshan coldly.

Shura kept smiling on her face and said, "Zhao, can't wait?"

Zhao Yuanshan said angrily: "She is still a child, isn't it too much for you to do this?"

"Over it? I heard it right!" Shura smiled slightly, and then said to Wang Jun: "He said I was too much, did you hear it?" The chill in his smile made Wang Jun shudder. Wang Jun immediately rushed forward, slapped Zhao Yuanshan in the face, and said, "Get out of here!"

Zhao Yuanshan looked at Wang Jun in a frustration, knowing that Wang Jun was involuntarily, he took a deep breath, looked at the little girl in sorrow, and prepared to leave. He believed that he was not a good person, and had even raped and killed a woman. However, he could not do this to a child.

When Zhao Yuanshan was about to leave, Shura slowly said, "Stop!" Zhao Yuanshan's body trembled, Shura continued, "Sit down and watch."

Zhao Yuanshan's face twitched, and the gods and men in his heart fought for a moment. He gritted his teeth and wanted to pull the door and leave. Shura's eyes became cold, and he twisted up a pistachio on the glass coffee table and popped up his fingers.

With a click, the pistachio was shot at the bend of Zhao Yuanshan's legs like a bullet. Zhao Yuanshan screamed, unable to bear it, and knelt down. Shura said coldly: "Don't you understand what I mean?"

Zhao Yuanshan endured the pain and felt that the pistachio had been embedded in the crooked flesh of his legs. He felt fear and fear from the bottom of his heart. This Shura was so scary that he could kill himself in every move.

After all, he was not a good person. Between fate and conscience, he quickly chose fate faithfully. He moved his footsteps and sat back on the sofa.

After Makoto Kitano ejaculated, he got up and went to the bathroom inside to clean it.

At this time, Shura slowly said, "Zhao, you can't wait just now, now you can get on her."

Zhao Yuanshan yelled, his whole body trembled, shook his head repeatedly, and said, "No, no, I don't have it, I don't have it!"

A pistachio in Shura's hand seemed to be shining with a cold light. He smiled and said, "Zhao, I don't want to repeat it again, don't test my patience."

Zhao Yuanshan let out a scream, and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead. Shura's cold smile made him feel a strong sense of fear. The murderous demons are often more afraid of death than ordinary people.

Zhao Yuanshan slowly walked towards the little girl. The little girl looked at Zhao Yuanshan in disbelief. She shouted in a trembling voice: "Uncle...Uncle, you..."

Makoto Kitano took action from the bathroom and saw this scene, laughed and said, "Good daughter, didn't I just say that your uncle still wants to play with you."

At this time, Zhao Yuanshan wanted to resist, but Shura's cold smile made him immediately give up this idea. Under Shura's powerful deterrence, Zhao Yuanshan humiliatedly took off his pants.

But even so, the following still didn't respond.

Shura said to Wang Jun: "Wang, go outside to get some medicine. It seems that Zhao needs help."

"Yes!" Wang Jun replied respectfully, and then left the private room.

After he left, in the box, Fan Yichen's release was still playing in the singing box. Such youthful and heart-wrenching songs should have been the little girl singing, playing and having fun with a group of classmates. But reality cruelly made her suffer such inhuman treatment.

Wang Jun quickly took the pills in. This was the aphrodisiac pill. Shura said with a smile: "Zhao, take it, it will be helpful to you!" Zhao Yuanshan had no choice but to take the pills and took a sip of Nongfu Spring.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Yuanshan's eyes were blood red.

Tragedy!

This scene made Wang Jun and his two companions feel cold in their hearts. They are afraid of Shura, and at the same time feel humiliated, extremely humiliated.

Shura and Makoto Kitano laughed loudly. Shura hugged Wang Jun's shoulder. His white hair looked strange and terrifying, just like a hell Shura. Shura smiled and said, "Wang, have you seen it? This is your Chinese, born with soft bones. Didn't Zhao blame me with justice just now? Look at him, how happy he is now. Wang, are you Chinese, born with a bad bone?"

Wang Jun clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Shura smiled and said, "Wang, your muscles look very tight. Do you want to kill me?"

Wang Jun was shocked, quickly let go of his fist, shook his head repeatedly, and said, "No, no!"

Shura smiled again and said, "You haven't answered me yet. You Chinese are born with cartilage and despicable bones?"

Wang Jun said bitterly: "Yes!"

Shura laughed and said, "Chinese, Chinese, haha..." The voice was extremely disdainful.

Then, Wang Jun asked Shura for instructions: "What should I do with this little girl?"

Shura smiled faintly and turned to Makoto Kitano and said, "It's a pity to kill such a fun person. Give her some medicine No. 7 that you brought. Cultivate her into a slave, and teach her some killing skills by the way. In the future, she will let her kill Chinese pigs specifically, haha..." He seemed to think that his genius was too great, so he laughed again.

"Yes, Master!" A cruel smile appeared on Makoto Kitano's face.

At four o'clock in the morning, the entire Dongjiang City fell into silence.

But the imperial city is full of murderous intent.

Lin Dong and his group had more than 20 people, all holding guns. His intelligence website has confirmed that all the members of the Sichuan Gang were inside. He would take them all in half an hour and then quickly evacuate them.

When I came, I was wearing black suits and wore stockings on my head.

In the imperial city, the newly recruited brothers from the Sichuan Gang were watching outside. The two brothers were leisurely smoking cigarettes and drinking beer across the street of the imperial city, and they observed the situation of the imperial city from time to time. They had just joined the Sichuan Gang, so they naturally had to work harder.

This secret whistle cannot be discovered by an insider. Unfortunately, Lin Dong's information is very accurate and he has already learned about it.

Among Lin Dong's four kings, the only woman, the young and beautiful Yiguo took off the hairpin from her head. She was wearing a small black suit, with her hair tied, and her figure was graceful and very tempting with uniforms. Her face was delicate and cute, very much like a little sister next door, and her whole body was harmless.

Yiguo pulled off the hairpin and let all his hair fall down. With just one move, he was already full of charm. Yiguo twisted his waist lightly and walked towards his two younger brothers.

The dark hall suddenly lit up into the daytime. Yuan Cheng suddenly had nowhere to hide and did not dare to appear. Based on his feelings, he knew that two people were approaching him with guns. A cold murderous intent flashed in his heart, holding his breath, waiting, like a ferocious wolf hunting sheep.

Yuan Cheng also knew that there were at least ten people on the other side, eight of whom were guarding him, and two of them came to grab him out. Instantly, he was quick and could only kill one person. After killing one person, he had to face the intensive shooting of nine people. Whether he could dodge by relying on his body skills is probably very lingering.
Chapter completed!