Personal Bodyguard in Japan

Yuwen Cheng was wondering if he could have another affair. Suddenly, a young man with yellow hair and ruffian Qi came over, went to a glass of wine, drank it all at once, and said, "Yo, what a good wine!"

"Knowledgeable." Yu Wencheng is still quite proud. Today he is on the wine.

"Boy, our boss has something to do with you. Come out with me." the ruffian youth didn't intend to communicate, so he stretched out his hand to grab Yu Wencheng's collar.

Yu Wencheng dodged aside slightly, and the young man's hand fell empty: "what bad luck... How can I meet someone like you... Go find someone else. I don't like men."

The ruffian youth was stunned. He didn't see how yuwencheng hid. At that time, he was a little anxious. He slapped Yu Wencheng's forehead and said, "baga!"

"They say I don't like men anymore. Why do you rob them?"

Yu Wencheng's hand was faster than his voice. He grabbed the ruffian youth's finger and turned it upside down.

The ruffian youth's face changed at that time: "Hey, hey? Let go, let go!"

Yu Wencheng left-handed and right-handed, just didn't let go, and took the ruffian youth to snake dance on the card seat like Yangko.

The ruffian youth's face was green, and the painful sweat rolled down: "baga! You especially let go! Let go!"

"How can this attitude work? When you want others to meet your requirements, you should be very sincere. What? I need to teach you this too?" Yuwen Cheng slapped the ruffian youth on the forehead. The ruffian youth snorted and bumped his head firmly on the card glass coffee table. For a time, he felt that the sky was full of stars and crows.

The boy's strength is really extraordinary. Being slapped by him is not much different from being hit by a stone. The tears of the ruffian youth came down at that time, mainly in severe pain.

"Do you still rob men?" Yu Wencheng grabbed the ruffian youth with one hand and drank with one hand.

"Don't rob, don't rob!" the ruffian youth shed tears and snot together. Now his head hurts and his hands ache. He feels that he can't live anymore: "please! I beg you! Can you let go?"

Yu Wencheng shook his head: "no, not sincere."

Ruffian youth: "

"I... I beg you! Dad!" the ruffian youth knelt down without saying 'PA'.

"Tut tut. Good son... Remember to have a long memory in the future." Yu Wencheng suddenly had such a big son. He felt OK. He touched his head and finally let him go.

The ruffian youth rolled on the ground with his hands in pain. As a result, Yu Wencheng stepped on him and asked curiously, "I see, son, you're dancing... Break dance!"

Ruffian youth: "

Thunderbolt NIMA's dance! I'm rolling in pain, okay?

Regardless of his pain, Yu Wencheng kicked him in the stomach: "son! What's the age? Break dancing on the ground... Come on, get up, hi!"

Ruffian youth: "

Yu Wencheng smiled and touched his head. Without saying a word, the ruffian youth got up and raised his hands and began to hi. Don't say it. It's really like that.

Yu Wencheng touched his chin and said, "son, who did you just say wants to see me?"

The ruffian youth said with a bitter face while hi: "yes, it's our boss who wants to see you..."

"Where are the people?"

"Outside the bar, outside..."

Yuwen Cheng slapped him on the forehead: "how did I give birth to such a fool as you! What are you doing here? Go and show me."

The ruffian youth held his head: "

Didn't you let me dance? Can you be a little honest? Ah?

The ruffian youth took him out of the bar while crying.

Fujii saw Yu Wencheng's back leaving in the display screen, and raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth. He felt that he was forced to win a horse? You can't cry for a while!

The bar manager was a little trembling and said to the waiter next to him, "you go out and follow. If you have anything, report it immediately."

"Manager... What can happen?" the waiter estimated that he was new and completely confused.

"I'm worried that this mad dog on Oshima will kill people!"

"Hello!"

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Yu Wencheng followed the ruffian youth into a secluded and dark alley.

About four or five young people smoke under street lights, wear loose sportswear, dyed hair of various colors, earrings and tattoos. Such ruffians are very common in Fukuoka.

Yu Wencheng's eyes were slightly restrained and focused on a flat headed man of about one meter eight. There was an obvious scar on his face. From his forehead to the bridge of his nose, his fist was very large, his shoulders were very wide, and his whole person was extremely violent.

He drooped his eyelids and looked at Yu Wencheng and the sad looking ruffian youth behind him: "you are not timid. Even the people of my big island dare you move?"

As soon as the ruffian youth saw that he was safe, he immediately got up: "brother Oshima, you must help me out! He beat me just now..."

'PA'!

"I didn't speak, what did my son say." before he finished, Yuwen slapped him on the head. The ruffian youth didn't want to speak. He squatted to the corner with his head in his arms, and his tears flowed.

"Big Island... What a familiar name..." Yu Wencheng pinched his chin and thought.

"I didn't expect a Chinese to have heard the name of my big island." big island was obviously proud: "it seems that these years..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Wencheng's eyes suddenly lit up: "I remember! You are Oshima Mao! Yes, yes! You are the father of lucky son in the TV play blood doubt! How? I have a good memory!"

Oshima: "

Because my name is Oshima, so I become Oshima Mao?

"Sign your name."

Sign your Mara

"A smooth voice can't save you." a trace of ferocity appeared on Oshima's face. "Now kneel down and kowtow to me, and I can let you go back alive."

"Oh, I remember. Oshima Mao died in 2014 at the age of 82..." Yu Wencheng's eyes lit up again: "are you his son?"

Oshima: "

This force can't fit anymore. The green tendons on the forehead of Oshima are jumping, and the teeth Click: "do it! Hit me hard!"

Hearing the howling of the evil wind, the yellow hair wheel standing behind Yu Wencheng threw a wooden stick with thick and thin arms at Yu Wencheng's back.

Yuwen achievement seemed to have eyes on his back, one side of his body, quickly avoided the sneak attack, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the other end of the stick.

Huang Mao tugged hard for a few times, and the stick seemed to grow in Yu Wencheng's hand. It didn't move, and there was a bad feeling in his heart!

"Hey, hold it tight."

Yu Wencheng shrugged his shoulders. Huang Mao suddenly felt a strong force coming from his arm, followed by a sharp pain in the tiger's mouth. With Huang Mao's scream, the stick took off and came to Yu Wencheng's hand in the twinkling of an eye.

Yu Wencheng grabbed the stick and pouted his hands. He just heard a click. The stick with a thick arm was directly folded into two sections.

Several gangsters were stunned.

Yu Wencheng looked at two sticks in his hand and sighed: "I didn't expect that there are so many parallel goods in Japan... You can't learn better."

Oshima's face was blue: "what are you doing standing there? Hit him! Hit him hard!"

Several ruffians roared and rushed over.

Yu Wencheng turned around and punched with great speed. Like a dragon and snake coming out of the hole, he hit the shoulder of Huang Mao who rushed to the front. Immediately, there was a sound of fragmentation. Huang Mao flew out directly and fell to the ground screaming repeatedly. It is estimated that the bones of his shoulder have been broken.

At the same time, several other people had rushed to the front and greeted Yu Wencheng with several fists and gusts of evil wind.

Yu Wencheng moved quickly with a small stride, but his body avoided all attacks between subtle swings. Without more than ten years of practical experience, he would never have predicted the opponent's attack angle so accurately.

And these fists are too slow for him.

"I wronged you." Yu Wencheng sighed: "not only your things are parallel goods, but also people."

Yu Wencheng drew his bow in parallel and blew out three heavy fists in a row. The three gangsters were directly shaken out.

"Baga!"

At the moment when Yu Wencheng flew three people, a figure suddenly bumped into two ruffians and bullied them. At the same time, a fist shadow mixed with the sound of breaking wind hit Yu Wencheng's jaw from bottom to top.

Oshima finally shot!