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After being pushed out by the game, I realized that it was already past eight o'clock. There were more than ten missed calls on my phone, all from Ermao. It was probably because things had progressed last time.
"Hey, why are you making so many calls? What happened?" Er Mao on the other side of the phone sounded a little cold. For the first time, he felt that Lu Feng, the boss, had a domineering attitude that a boss should have.
"We have found out what happened last time. They are the group of people we were talking about. They are in this city now. When the boys we sent to follow them alerted several of them, we caught them. What should the boss do now? What to do?" Er Mao has already made more than ten calls. If Lu Feng didn't like people looking for him in the apartment, he would probably be in front of Lu Feng's house by now.
"Did they recruit anything?" Lu Feng was very concerned about whether they took any action.
"There is no move, we are ready." Er Mao didn't say anything else. His meaning was very clear and he was ready to start torture.
"Let's talk about it after I get there. Let Ma Gan pick me up at the door." I remember that last time I went to Queqiao Entertainment City, I was almost dragged away by a woman with heavy makeup. Although Lu Feng did not allow Queqiao Entertainment City to participate in pornography, gambling and drugs, the singing companion Women basically work in special industries. There is a rule in Queqiao that you are not allowed to have sex with customers in the store. After get off work in Queqiao, customers can take away the women they like. After all, these women will not make much money just by singing along. Moreover, the people who come here to sing in the entertainment city are either officials or businessmen. How can they come here without a woman to sing with them? So Er Mao came up with this idea. Lu Feng met a newcomer that day, and was fired by Er Mao later. E Mao was much miserable. He became Lu Feng's sparring partner, and the ending can be imagined.
"Brother, you're here. Let's go in through the back door, so as not to make anyone suspicious." Ma Gan took Lu Feng through the back door and entered the Magpie Bridge basement, where the things were hidden.
"There are so many people here. I want to open my eyes today and see the tricks you, Ermao, use to extract confessions." Lu Feng entered the basement and saw Dali, Ermao, and the brothers who smashed the Magpie Bridge together last time. It seems that this group of people are there now. The people have become the backbone members, and there are four men sitting in the middle, who are tied up into rice dumplings.
"That's the four of them? When were they arrested?" Lu Feng asked Er Mao
"They were arrested yesterday. In the meantime, I asked them to call their organization, just these four." Listening to Er Mao's words, I felt that Er Mao was quite careful in handling things.
¡°Er Mao, let them tell them the purpose of coming here.¡± Er Mao motioned to the translator and conveyed the original words.
"Baga, pfft" Before the Japanese could continue to speak, he punched the Japanese man, making the Japanese man roll his eyes. Lu Feng knew that they had nothing to say. How could he let him after the first sentence was to curse? Keep talking.
"Tell them to speak politely, and if they spit shit out of their mouths, I'll break their legs." The translator wanted to laugh. He looked at those little devils from the Japanese country and felt very happy. If his parents hadn't forced him to learn the Japanese language, who would? Learn from these beasts.
"They said they won't confess, so let them deal with it as they wish." The translator said the Japanese people's words verbatim, and this time he behaved well and did not curse.
"Fart, since you are not afraid of death, then keep scolding!" He said and kicked the Japanese man who just spoke in the stomach. The kick made the little man vomit blood. The younger brother next to him was also frightened. First, I heard the boss swear and get angry for the first time.
"You guys go out first, and the translator will go out too." After Lu Feng said this, he took off his coat and looked ready to take action.
Er Mao left with everyone. When he walked to the door, he saw Lu Feng signaling, and then stayed with Dali.
"Don't you just want to enter the game? What is the specific purpose? Why are you here?" Lu Feng spoke Japanese very fluently. Ermao and Dali were dumbfounded. They had never heard of Lu Feng's Japanese, and he was too fluent. Already?
"Haha, I learned it before. Go get a knife." In fact, Lu Feng learned this Japanese when he was ill. At that time, he had a lot of time to learn. Learning the original Japanese pronunciation is very simple. Lu Feng read related anti-Japanese novels and described It's a miserable thing, and only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle. Lu Feng wants to learn their pronunciation so that he can understand them if he encounters Japanese people and gets scolded when he recovers from his illness.
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have needed to hire a translator. It would have been a waste of money." Dali looked like a miser.
"Haha, I didn't want to say it just now, but the next words are very important. I can't guarantee that the translator will get the words out." After all, everyone doesn't want to speak animal language from their own mouths. As a result, Er Mao took the knife and looked at it with a slight smile. Those Japanese people saw fear in their eyes. This was the effect Lu Feng wanted.
"You haven't said it yet, right?" Lu Feng said and asked GangThe kicked Japanese man stabbed his hand, then slowly opened it, then pinched a finger and slowly applied force. The sound of broken bones and the scream of the Japanese man resounded through the basement, and the cut was where the crown prince was bleeding. , and you can see the broken bones.
"Who's next? Is it you, you, or you?" Lu Feng took a knife and slashed each person's face, looking at the fearful expressions on their faces.
¡°Boss is so cruel,¡± Dali whispered to Ermao.
"The current boss is very scary, but he gives people a very safe feeling. It is more practical to follow him." Er Mao couldn't think of anything that happened in the past few days that could make Lu Feng change so much.
"It's you if you don't tell me!" Lu Feng pointed at a Japanese man who was so frightened that his face turned pale. The man saw Lu Feng's knife pointing at him and took a big breath.
"I said, I said, I said," the Japanese man shouted in Japanese, because he felt the knife slowly touching his skin. The feeling was worse than killing him with one knife.
Some people can¡¯t stand the psychological torture of ¡°All ears, don¡¯t waste everyone¡¯s time.¡± It seems that the samurai spirit of the Japanese people is slowly fading.
"The purpose of our coming here is to seize the qualifications for the Chinese game as much as possible, because this time the Japanese country has given us a limited number, and we" The Japanese man said and then couldn't continue. It was obvious that he was fighting in his heart.
"Is it about your research on weapons that caused tsunamis and earthquakes?" Lu Feng's words made the Japanese people's eyes wide open. Probably what they were thinking about now was how Lu Feng knew.
"Er Mao blocked the mouths of the other people, leaving this one to continue talking." Lu Feng was afraid that someone would stop him later, so he asked E Mao and the others to stop the Japanese people's mouths. E Mao watched and admired secretly.
"You can continue talking." Lu Feng looked at his watch and asked the Japanese man again, clearly telling him that time was limited.
"Our experiment led to an economic downturn, and the losses caused by the earthquake and tsunami were even more serious. We need money and market resources. We heard from the above that there is a market prospect in this, so we are trying every means to master enough gaming tools." The Japanese man felt much more relaxed after finishing speaking.
"Moving on, what are the prospects? How many waves of people have you come to?" Lu Feng asked three questions in a row.
"We don't know what the future is. The higher-ups just asked us to acquire enough tools and wait for notification. A total of twenty people came, all in this city." These words made Lu Feng feel very surprised. Only twenty people came?
"Why did you choose to come here? Why did only twenty people come?" He spoke out the questions in his mind.
"A large force has arrived with new orders. As for choosing this city, it is because it is relatively close to you and it attracts less attention." After the Japanese people finished speaking, they looked at Lufeng, obviously hoping to leave alive.
"Er Mao keeps this piece of trash, and kills all the others. You take this piece of trash to their organization's place and control everyone." Lu Feng issued a series of orders.
"Dali, you and I are going to do something interesting. Let's see that bald man, his cousin, and the mysterious organization that sells them gaming tools." After Lu Feng was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and laughed loudly.
"Haha, you let these Japanese people continue to contact Japan and continue to allocate funds. After they send people over, they will be arrested. Of course, the money will be accepted." This idea is a bit unethical, and Ermao and the others have to admire it. He is indeed the boss.
An hour later, Lu Feng led Dali and the two of them to the bald community. Dali led Lu Feng directly into a building. After reaching the fourth floor, they stopped, Dali pointed at 4o2, and then kicked him. past.
"Bang" the door was kicked open from the outside. As soon as the two figures rushed into the room, they saw the big bald head rushing out of the bedroom. After seeing it clearly, they ran back to the bedroom. They were so fat and bald. Both Lu Feng and Lu Feng were stunned. They wanted to laugh, but time was limited. The two of them rushed into the bedroom. As soon as they reached the bedroom, there was a gunshot. Unfortunately, the bald man's marksmanship was too bad and he hit the door. He wanted to shoot again, but it was a pity that he had no chance. Lu Feng had already kicked him. He was kicked out, and the rest was to force a confession, but the bald head was much faster than any Japanese. As soon as the gun was pointed at the big bald head, he told his cousin and the eighteenth generation of his ancestors.
"Give him a good time, such a person's life is wasted, but take off his game tools and remember to let him touch the binding." Lu Feng knew that if the game tools are bound, if he does not bind them, they will still belong to the previous user. And this game tool will become useless unless the user automatically unbinds it. How can one more game tool be a strength? Besides, this thing is very valuable now and it is difficult for ordinary people to get it.
"Don't worry, it will be no problem to deal with him." He shook hands vigorously, full of confidence.
"He also had a friend to do it with him, so I"Go and meet his cousin." Thinking of his bald friend, Lu Feng told him, and then he went to his cousin's house.
Through the confession made by the big bald man just now.
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