Facing the threat of "calling the police" and "calling a police officer" when facing the plane's head.

Song Zhichao's folding fan flashed lightly, and his smile appeared.

With a snap!

Jin Jiu slapped him and was slapped in the face of the plane.

Aircraft head: "…"

I felt that this slap made me dizzy, even my chin was knocked off, and bleeding from the corner of my mouth.

"Ahem, you actually dare to hit me... I want to call the police, I want to call the police!"

Slap!

Jin Jiu slapped him twice again.

The front of the plane immediately swollen into bread, and the teeth were irritated.

Aircraft head: "…"

They were almost crying, and they felt that these guys were not playing according to common sense.

Jin Jiu moved his wrist and said to himself: "I have a thick skin, and my hand hurts!"

Niu Xiong laughed: "You take a break, I'll do it!"

Roll up your sleeves and slap.

Although the nose of the plane could not understand Cantonese, he could see clearly that the black man's slap was no smaller than that bald man. If he slapped him again and again, he would be reimbursed.

"No!" The plane's nose was gone without the toughness he had just now and fell to the ground.

Niu Xiong: "..."

Very dissatisfied - I was not satisfied with the attitude of the plane head. Before I could beat him, this guy admitted to his mercy.

The Japanese around were surprised to see the scene in front of them.

Someone actually dared to attack Okamoto Finance Company?

Don't they know the background of this bad guy?

But with the momentum of the plane, he took advantage of the situation and washed away everyone's views again - it turns out that the evil people are so cowardly?!

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were full of contempt. Looking at the nose of the plane kneeling on the ground, they felt that it was just that. The originally hateful guy begged for mercy like a dog when he met a strong man.

The head of the plane couldn't control so much. He felt that his cheekbones were almost broken, his cheeks were sore, and blood was flowing out from time to time.

"Please, don't hit me again!" The head of the plane clasped his hands at Song Zhichao and the others, rubbing his hands and begging for mercy. "I can't bear it anymore, it hurts-!"

Song Zhichao asked Jin Jiuniu Xiong to flash to the side, and he walked to the front of the plane.

The head of the plane was kneeling on the ground, carrying a swollen face as a pig, and looking at Song Zhichao pitifully.

Song Zhichao bent down and looked down at the nose of the plane from a high place.

The head of the plane tried hard to squeeze tears out of his eyes - and suddenly, tears and snot flowed together.

Song Zhichao twitched his mouth, reached into his arms, took out his handkerchief and wiped it on the front of the plane.

The head of the plane was startled, shivered, and almost squatted on the ground.

Song Zhichao smiled and continued to gently wipe the blood from the corner of the head of the plane with a handkerchief. "Look at you, why are you bleeding? I am a person with a very positive outlook and I am most jealous of people."

Aircraft head: "…"

Want to cry.

"I remember you Japanese are not very tough, you can cut your stomach and other things at any time... Don't cry, look, how ugly the tears are!" Song Zhichao put his handkerchief on the front of the plane, "Wipe the snot, the boss's man is like crying."

Aircraft head: "…"

Not only does he want to cry, but he also wants to die.

Because the people around him and the men led by him were looking at him with a look of contempt, contempt and disdain.

The airplane wiped his nose and tears, but in the end he didn't die - it was better to live than to die. He understood this truth deeply.

Song Zhichao stood up, looked at the head of the plane with a smile and said, "You are from Okamoto Finance Company, are you? Since you are a financial company, you must be honest in doing business and not fight and kill. We Chinese people pay attention to 'harmony makes money'..."

The plane blinked its eyes and didn't understand what Song Zhichao was talking about these big principles.

"So, their brother and sister owe you money, and you can collect the money. Why do you need to steal the other sister?"

"It is wrong to steal people, it is the robbers' work! Even if you are Japan here, you should talk about the king's law. In order to prevent you from making mistakes, I have to let my subordinates stand up and teach you a little lesson. Now, have you regretted it?" Song Zhichao said with a smile at the nose of the plane.

Aircraft head: "…"

He wanted to cry again - this man was too shameless, and he beat him and reasoned with him.

"It seems that you really regret it, but it is useless for you to regret it. The important thing is that your company leader can repent, and there will be no such thing as robbing a private girl again in the future. Well, it just so happens that your company's leader and the leader - by the way, what do you call you? Are you a president, president, or a director... It's quite familiar, I want to give him some gifts!"

As Song Zhichao spoke, he reached out to take a file bag from Jin Jiu's hand, then stuffed it into the arms of the plane's head, and said, "This is a gift I brought to him from Hong Kong. You must hand it over to me - by the way, I would like to greet your dear Mr. Okamoto!"

After saying that, Song Zhichao stood up, raised his lips slightly, and opened the folding fan in his hand with a snap - his posture was handsome and handsome.

Aircraft head: "…"

The document was stuffed in his arms, looking confused.

It turned out that the other party knew Ichiro Okamoto, the boss of Okamoto Corporation.

Okamoto Corporation is the most famous joint-stock company in Osaka. In addition to the infamous Okamoto Finance Company, it also operates real estate, hotel industry, investment in electronic products, transportation and other industries. It can be said that it is also a big-name company in Osaka.

As the company's top leader, Ichiro Okamoto is also a big shot. Although he cannot be as powerful as the top ten chaebols in Japan, he still has to be as windy as the windy as rainy as the Osaka area.

At this moment, looking at Song Zhichao, the head of the plane understood that the other party was deliberately provoking-

Well, damn Chinese guy!

I will inform us Mr. Okamoto immediately, and it will make you die ugly at that time!

The head of the plane was gritting his teeth secretly.

...

Seeing the planet waiting for the others to leave in a mess, Yamamoto Hiroko helped his brother Kazuo Yamamoto.

People around them began to talk about it—

"Silly, you shouldn't let those bad guys go!"

"Yes, they are Okamoto's people, and they will definitely take revenge at that time!"

"It should be called the police, although the police are not very useful."

Yamamoto Kazuo and Yamamoto Koko were bitter in their hearts as they listened to these words.

They also knew that Okamoto's company had great power, but now they have offended those people and can no longer look back.

Sanben Photon said "Thank you" to Song Zhichao.

Yamamoto thanked him, but his face was full of worry - he seemed to see the bad guys coming back soon, and it would be a trivial matter to catch his sister to the dance hall, and he was afraid that they would never meet again in their lifetime.

Just as Yamamoto's brother and sister were worried, Song Zhichao suddenly laughed and said, "I suddenly felt hungry after visiting for so long. I wonder if Miss Photon can introduce what delicious food is in Osaka?"

Photon Yamamoto: "…"

Yamamoto said first: "My sister knows many food shops. If you don't mind, you can ask my sister to take you there!"

Yamamoto: "..." He glanced at his brother and said, "I won't go, I want to be with you."

She knew that her brother wanted her to stay by the distinguished guest to avoid disaster.

Yamamoto reached out to touch his sister's hair: "Silly girl, the distinguished guest has helped us, you must serve us well."

"But you-"

"It's okay for me, look, my legs, feet and hands can move - if those evil people come again, I will definitely punch them a few hard!" Yamamoto Kazuo made a boxer's punching posture.

Looking at his brother's bruised face, Photon cried.

Yamamoto said ashamedly: "It's all my fault. I shouldn't bet badly. I shouldn't go to that damn gang room - Photon, I'm sorry for you!"

"Brother, don't say that!" Photon burst into tears.

Song Zhichao couldn't stand it anymore and waved his hand and said, "It's just food, it's not just separation from life and death - let's go together!"

Yamamoto: "..."
Chapter completed!