Fist Godzilla

Chapter 75
White suits are rampant everywhere in Ganryu Island.

In the corridor, on the terrace, in the woods, and even in the infirmary.

"Boom-"

A white suit with twisted arms smashed through the door of the infirmary, stirring up a cloud of dust.

"Really, there are still old people recovering from their wounds here! Bastards!" The burly old man whose naked upper body was covered with bandages and medical cloths came out.

And when the old man walked out of the broken door, he saw a large number of unfriendly white suits surrounding the door with weapons in hand.

"Oh?" Wu Benjiu'an raised his brows, and said with great interest, "It seems that recuperating won't be boring."

"Rub-"

Doctor Yingchu rushed out from behind the old man, stretched out two bone blades ground from his own thigh bones from the palm of his hand, and stabbed several white suits down.

Then he turned around and spoke to Takemoto Jiuan in a helpless tone.

"Takemoto-san, although I am very grateful for your trust in my medical skills, but if strenuous exercise causes the injury to worsen, even a doctor like me will be unhappy!"

By the way, no matter whether it was bone cutting into a blade, or the blade ejection device in the arm, all these operations were performed by this guy himself, and no one else participated in the whole process.

What a horrible doctor.

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In the exclusive special seats on the top floor.

The door opened again, and among the few people who came in this time, there was the president of the boxing wish club, Pianyuan Miitang, whom everyone was thinking about.

But when everyone looked at the skinny old man with questioning eyes to see what he had summoned everyone to do.

The source of the film was destroyed, but it was the first to ask questions.

"Everyone, what are you doing in my old man's room together?"

The atmosphere that was relaxed just now because of seeing the righteous master suddenly became strange.

The skinny old man also reacted the moment he got the feedback from everyone, and waved his hand to signal the security force behind him.

Behind him, Wang Sen, who is more than two meters tall, pressed the headset right, but the busy tone from the exclusive channel of the security force under the film source made him change his face immediately.

"Oh!"

As if to answer everyone's doubts, countless strong men in white suits rushed in from the gate.

And Katsumasa Hayami, whom Bai Tangjing was thinking of, was also approaching him with a confident smile, surrounded by the crowd's guards.

With half of his face burned and melted, the big boss of Tokyo Electric Power Co., Ltd. described his intentions and the undercover agents in a very BOSS style.

As for the source of the film, Mietang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and it was a waste of time with him.

It looks like a bit of a delay.

After the crowd, Bai Tangjing summed it up.

The president of Tokyo Electric Power Co., Ltd. has been living under the shadow of the disappearance of film sources since he was young.

It wasn't even the first time he'd started an act of rebellion.

However, on the one hand, the film source Mietang nostalgic for the past, on the other hand, he was also happy to have someone to accompany him to play this exciting game where he made a wrong step and could never recover, so Hayami Katsumasa was left behind.

But when Katsushi Hayami spoke out in front of everyone about his plan to "blow up the Arena of Desperation, and then dump the blame on the Sirians under his command".

Bai Tangjing was a little puzzled.

Is this person a hero, or a fool?
The heads of four of the five Blue Star gangsters are in the arena below.

If something really happened to them on this wishing island, you, a little Japanese Tokyo Electric Power, said with red lips and white teeth, "It was done by a group of terrorists named Sirius", and you would like to Take yourself out of this thing?

Even if you tie up the entire fist wish society, can you twist a hair on their legs?

This is already the level where three wars will break out if you are not careful, right? !

Even if this hurdle can really be overcome, but.
Is it true that the elderly and high-class people in Japan really don't know anything about electronic products? ! !
"Your Excellency Hayami," Bai Tangjing behind the crowd held up his phone a little awkwardly with the face of a pure and good college student.

But in those eyes, there is a brilliance that is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

"Your remarks have been recorded now! In this way, the method of framing the blame will be useless?"

Hayami Katsumasa's originally smug smile froze suddenly.

His only remaining eyes stared at the mobile phone in Bai Tangjing's hand, and suddenly widened as if he had just realized it.

But after all, it was Japan's top elite who had seen the big storms. After realizing how much he had given up, he still forced himself to calm down and did not let himself show weakness at all.

"Hmph, that kind of thing, just put you all here."

"clatter-"

Bai Tangjing was holding a mobile phone with a huge touch screen.With the touch of a slender finger, a progress bar marked "Sending" popped up.

Then in less than two seconds, the progress bar slides from 1% to 100%.

"Sent?"

This time, even Mie Tang, the film source who stood at the forefront of Baitang mirror, turned his head together.

Opening his mouth wide, he looked eagerly at the audio that was enough to determine the life and death of the president of Nippon Tokyo Electric Power Group, and even enough to cause world-class turmoil, and it was transmitted within two seconds.

"." Pianyuan Miitang quietly stuffed the old-fashioned tape recorder in his sleeve tighter, so as not to expose it.

As for Hayami Katsumasa, this old man who was exuding a dark boss aura a minute ago, even frightened several important business tycoons in Japan to kneel on the spot.

At this time, his face was flushed from suffocation, and even the rotten flesh on his melted cheeks was trembling!

"Kill the past! Destroy that thing! Destroy that thing!"

He was so out of breath that he was so speechless that he couldn't say the word "mobile phone", he seemed to be no different from an ordinary person.

The white suits rushed over like mad dogs, and at the same time, the ceiling glass burst.

Dozens of Wu clan members with black background and white pupils descended from the helicopter at a high speed, gathered the only guards around Pianyuan Mietang, and mingled with the white suits.

"Boy, aren't you going to help?" Wu Huiliyang came to Bai Tangjing's side at some point.

He was looking at this young man who was leisurely admiring the battle between the two sides.

Bai Tangjing spoke in a natural tone like a student watching the excitement.

"I'm here, and I'm a member of the Boxing Wish Club, not a fighter under its banner." As he said that, he turned his head and smiled at the film source Mietang on the other side.

"I don't think the president of the film source wants to, but in this case, he still needs my help as a member?"

"Woo - that's true," said the skinny old man in the room full of blood and flesh, but he was as comfortable as an emperor in his own palace. "That would make the old man seem incompetent. And the most important thing for a leader is not to appear incompetent in front of the leader."

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