Chapter 1298: The same plan

Chapter 1298: The Same Plan
Fang Chuan nodded: "Yes, just kill him."
"In addition to the five senior Shinobu subordinates who have disappeared beside Fujiichi Miyamoto, there is also a master who is inseparable from him and is not weaker than mine."
Kazuo Yagyu hurriedly said: "The probability of my success is not high, and even if it succeeds, the consequences are unimaginable."
Fang Chuan nodded, he also understood that when Miyamoto Fuji died, it was different from Liu Sheng too dead.
Liu Sheng is too dead, there is still a replacement for Liu Sheng.
In addition, Yagyu's background is relatively weak, unable to make a big storm.
But Miyamoto Fuji is different. He is dead, and the Amaterasu organization may run away.
The corner of his mouth twitched and looked at Kazuo Yanagi: "Then what if I let you kidnap Yuki Miyamoto?"
"This is 100% sure." Kazuo Yanagi breathed a sigh of relief: "Although he is being banned among the Miyamoto family, I have many ways to get him to sneak out."
"Then you go and do this. After the kidnapping, call me." Fang Chuan's mouth twitched.
This idea came to him temporarily.
Although, tonight, he may not directly compete with Fujiichi Miyamoto, but he still intends to let Kazuo Yagyu take action just in case.
Kazuo Yanagi also wanted to do something for Fang Chuan because of the contract, but it was really difficult to assassinate Miyamoto Fujiichi.
Now it’s changed to kidnapping Miyamoto Yuki, he naturally has no problem, and quickly nodded: "Okay, I'll execute it right away."
After that, he quickly cast his invisibility technique and left Fang Chuan's blind eye.
Fang Chuan was about to leave. At this time, the door to the toilet was opened, and after that, two men and men walked in one after another.
They checked the inside and outside of the toilet and looked alert.
"No one here, can talk." This is a Japanese.
"Yeah." The other is the American Emperor. He looked around, and then said: "Mr. Miyamoto, do you want to get the ten-point jade seal directly?"
"Right." The Japanese nodded, "I represent him, and you represent your boss. Let's discuss this matter."
He added: "Mr. Miyamoto made an appointment with Johansson, and Johansson doesn’t seem to be going to help him. And your boss, Mr. Torres, has a relationship with Mr. Miyamoto, so I think Mr. Torres will help. ,is it?"
"If Torres is unwilling to cooperate with you, he won't let me come to you." The Mei Teijin smiled, "Then, we are settled. Wait a while, Johansson comes, and we will follow the plan. , Deal with him and let him give Torres a chance."
"If it doesn't work, you can kill him." The Japanese native said coldly.
"That can't work." Mei Teijin waved his hand quickly: "Johnson can't die, otherwise, Torres will be in big trouble."
He smiled, and patted the Japanese man on the shoulder: "We must be able to cooperate happily and get the Shifang Yuxi."
He smirked: "At that time, Johnson will be our scapegoat."
The Japanese also smiled: "That's good!"
"Then I'm out, are you going to implement another plan?" Mei Teijin shook his head, "Actually, you don't have to implement that plan again. I promise, your competitors may not react, ten days later. , It was discovered that the Shifang Yuxi was not in the auction."
"Mr. Miyamoto usually does everything without dripping water. The two plans are always going on at the same time." The Japanese man smiled faintly.
"That's fine." Mei Teijin smiled, "Then let's go out."
The two said, turned and left the toilet.
Fang Chuan stood in front of them completely, only because of the blindfold, so the two people did not see him.
The corner of his mouth clicked: "It seems that I had a flash of inspiration and made the right decision. As expected, Fujiichi Miyamoto had the same idea as me, but he didn't know it. I found Johansson."
After that, his spiritual consciousness was locked on the Japanese man, and he couldn't help but raised his brow: "Miyamoto Fujiichi is exactly the same as my plan. However, he seems to have found the wrong person."
It turned out that in his spiritual consciousness, he found that the Japanese man sneaked up to the door of Zhu Yun's room.
He used a tool to open the door, and it took only five seconds before and after, without making any sound.
His purpose, probably the same as Fang Chuan's before, was to kidnap Zhu Yun and threaten Fang Chuan.
Although Miyamoto Yuki knew that Zhu Yun was very strong, he had not had time to tell his father about it.
Therefore, Fujiichi Miyamoto mistakenly estimated Zhu Yun's strength, thinking that by sending a slightly more capable person, Zhu Yun could be abducted.
He was obviously wrong.
Moreover, what he didn't expect was that Fang Chuan knew all his plans by mistake.
If it hadn't been for Kazuo Yagyu to come to Fang Chuan, Fang Chuan would not have thought of letting Kazuo Yagyu to kidnap Miyamoto Yuki.
At the same time, he would not discover Miyamoto Fujiichi's plan.
Because, even if he has a strong sense of spirit, he will not go to scan one room 24 hours a day.
This is too boring, too abnormal.
This is called coincidentally!
He smiled and waved his hand to remove the blindfold, and then strolled in the courtyard to Zhu Yun's room.
At this time, a fight had already taken place in Zhu Yun's room!
Although the Japanese man's movements were very light, how could Zhu Yun as an S-class killer not be alarmed?
boom--
There was a loud noise before Fang Chuan walked to the door, and the Japanese man was kicked out by Zhu Yun, fell to the ground, and vomited blood.
"Damn!" Waguo's face was pale, and he couldn't help but cursed. He was a master, but he didn't expect that in front of this woman, he couldn't do anything.
He cursed and flicked lightly, and then he was about to run away.
Snapped!
Before he took a step, he suddenly slapped him in the face, slapped him twice in the air, and landed heavily.
Two of his teeth were knocked out.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly and looked at him: "You provoke my woman, so you just leave?"
"Who are you?" The Japanese man actually already knew Fang Chuan's identity, and he cursed: "Isn't it just stealing things, brother, can you let me go?"
"Boss!" Zhu Yun wore a set of bathrobes, full of alluring charm, as if the bathrobe was about to fall off at any time.
Her wet hair gives a special charm.
She pointed to this person: "I was taking a shower just now and I heard someone prying the door, and I met him as soon as I came out."
"I'm just stealing things, I don't want sex..." The Japanese hurriedly waved his hand, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed: "I was wrong! Sorry! Can you let me go?"
The corner of Fang Chuan's mouth twitched and he looked at Zhu Yun: "A Yun, what do you think?"
"How can such a powerful thief be at least as good as the boss you said, refining the energy from the fifth to the sixth floor." Zhu Yun smiled playfully.
The widow's face changed suddenly.
Fang Chuan smiled faintly: "Actually, I heard what you said to the blue-eyed foreigner just now. Miyamoto Fuji's staff is also a rubbish."
"You--" The Japanese shivered, desperate.