Chapter 149: Not a pity to die!

　　 Jiangcheng Gangri Hotel, 1801 Presidential Suite.
　　 Two seemingly wretched islanders are sitting on the sofa and smoking cigars, holding a naked woman in their arms.
　　 The woman slowly unbuttoned the pants of the two of them, humming something.
　　 The scene was quite chaotic.
　　 Not only that, in front of them, there was a young man wearing glasses kneeling. Behind the young man stood five men with a small head with a samurai sword hanging around his waist, his body straight and his eyes cold.
　　 is like a warrior.
　　 The atmosphere is extremely solemn.
　　 The two wretched men picked up the red wine glasses on the table and made a toast.
　　 One of them said in a hearty voice: "Akita-kun, I didn't expect to have such a harvest on the first day of this visit to China. I feel that the emperor of our Great Japanese Empire is blessing us."
　　 Akita-kun also smiled, touched the sensitive part of the woman under his body, and said, "Uehara-kun, you are wrong about this. The emperor can only protect ordinary people, and we need to thank Master Kitano for beings like us!"
　　 When Uehara-kun heard the name behind, his eyes shrank slightly: "Yes, yes, Akita-kun is right, we are all serving Kitano-sama, so naturally we have to thank Kitano-sama."
　　 At this moment, the man with glasses who had been kneeling raised his head: "Two adults, I should have done some credit for this matter."
　　 If Shen Haihua were here, he would definitely find that this person was Lu Zewen who was missing from the Tianzheng Group!
　　The two island nations noticed the Chinese man kneeling in front of them and smiled: "That's nature, you are the most loyal slave of our Great Japanese Empire!"
　　 Lu Zewen was startled. He didn't want this sentence. Seeing that neither of them mentioned the meaning, he could only remind him: "Two adults, then should you honor what you promised me..."
"Tianzheng Group will definitely find out that this matter is related to me. Maybe it will call the police. I can no longer stay in China, sir, when will you send me to your place? I have always believed in the culture of your country! I am willing to continue to develop in your country. I am an MBA from Harvard University. As far as my ability is concerned, I will definitely be able to contribute to the great Japanese empire!"
　　 Lu Zewen at the moment is flattering like a dog.
　　 In his opinion, his good life lies in the hands of these two men.
　　 Uehara-kun glanced at Lu Zewen, somewhat surprised: "You said you are going to our place?"
"exactly."
　　 "When did I promise you this?" Uehara-kun frowned.
Lu Zewen was startled, and his face turned pale immediately: "Master Uehara, what are you kidding about? We didn't say yes at the beginning. As long as I help you steal the prescription from the Tianzheng Group, you will take me away and add three more. Ten million dollars."
　　 "Thirty million dollars?" Akita-kun directly pushed away the woman in front of him, put on his pants, and kicked Lu Zewen on Lu Zewen's chest.
　　 The powerful force directly kicked Lu Zewen to the ground.
　　 "You slave of the big RB empire, what right do you have to ask us for money! It should be your honor to serve our country!"
　　 "Also, you group of humble Chinese people, when our country invaded you, if it weren't for your luck, all Chinese people might now become our slaves!"
　　 Lu Zewen's face changed drastically. He stared at the two men, wishing to open his mouth to bite off their flesh, but when he saw the five men behind, he dared not move.
　　 It seems that these two people will definitely not take him out of China, and Tianzheng Group will not be able to go. China has no place for him.
　　 He was ruined in this whole life!
　　 Damn it!
　　He shouldn't believe in this archipelago at all!
　　 He clenched his fists, stood up, expressionlessly said: "Since there is nothing for me here, then I will leave first."
　　 Uehara-kun's eyes condensed, and he made a gesture. Several Wuhuangshe fighters behind him directly buckled Lu Zewen's shoulders and pressed him to the table!
　　 "The humble Chinese, did I let you go?"
　　 "Take care of this guy!"
　　 Lu Zewen's face changed drastically, he wanted to struggle, but found it impossible! He was completely panicked when he saw that the person behind him had already drawn out a samurai sword!
　　 "Master Uehara, I don't want anything! Why are you killing me! Please let me go!" Lu Zewen begged.
　　 Uehara-kun smiled coldly: "You humble and humble Chinese, you deserve to die! Kill!"
　　 Just when the soldiers of the Wuhuangshe were preparing to do their hands, a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind them: "Who gives you courage, dare to insult my China!"
　　 The voice was cold to the bone.
　　 Everyone in the suite was stunned, but there were only a few of them in the room. How could there be noise behind?
　　 They look behind them violently!
　　 I saw a young man leaning against the window, smoking a cigarette, and looking at them faintly.
　　 I don't know why, a chill hit everyone's back.
　　 Their eyes are like hell!
　　The point is, they don’t even know when this guy appeared!
　　 This is the 18th floor!
　　 is like a ghost!
　　 Lu Zewen of course knows who this voice is, UU reading www.uukanshu. com, he seemed to have caught the last straw, and said excitedly: "Mr. Ye, save me! Save me!"
　　Mr. Ye?
　　 Uehara-kun and Akita-kun were stunned. They turned out to be Huaxia. They quickly ordered a soldier from the Wuhuangshe to say: "Kill that Huaxia kid! Bring it over!"
"Yes!"
　　 A warrior of the Wuhuangshe drew out the samurai sword from his waist, the air rushed out, stepped out in one step, and slashed directly at Ye Chen!
　　 This power seems to be tearing the air, whistling!
so horrible!
　　 Ye Chen didn't mean to dodge at all, looking at the katana that was falling rapidly, he flicked his finger, and the cigarette with sparks shot out like a bullet!
　　 If you look closely, you will surely find that the surface of the cigarette is wrapped in a trace of air flow!
　　 "哧!" The cigarette went straight through the eyebrows of the Wuhuangshe warrior! Then hit the wall, sinking a few centimeters deep!
　　 "Pattern!"
　　 The samurai sword fell to the ground, and the warrior of the Martial Arts Society also collapsed to the ground.
　　 There is not a trace of life.
　　 "Guru."
　　 Uehara-kun and Akita-kun swallowed fiercely, and then stared at the cigarette stuck in the wall!
　　 Nima!
　　 Is this the cigarette butt!
　　 Cigarette butts are made of cellulose! The endurance is similar to cotton!
　　 But how come it gets into the hands of this Huaxia kid, it's like a bullet!
　　 How did he do it!
　　 Is this Chinese kid a devil?
　　 Ye Chen didn't give them time to react, and walked towards Akita-kun and Uehara-kun step by step!
　　 "Those who insult my Chinese, die not to regret!"
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