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A dark-skinned brother and sister sat on the ground.

Unlike other people, a woman can be seen to be a beauty just by looking at her face.

She has a plump figure and dark skin, but her complexion is not rough at all. Instead, she looks like a piece of black jade with a smooth luster.

The younger brother next to him also looks quite delicate.

"When you brought us here, you promised to only let me out and not let my brother do that kind of thing!"

The translator relayed what my sister said.

Uchino Saburo leaned back in his chair and said leisurely, "Your food, clothing, shelter and transportation are all provided by me. They are my belongings.

Do you think that with your cheap body you can eat meat three times a day and live in a 25 square meter room?"

"A room like this can't be called big at all."

“People are so greedy, think about it, what kind of life did you lead in Gambia, and what kind of life do you lead here?

A clean house of 25 square meters, without wind or rain leaks, and with a bed.

How could your skin be so smooth if you had meat for three meals a day and didn't have such a rich life?"

Saburo Uchino exhaled a puff of smoke again, with an expression that said, "You are really ungrateful."

"I create no less than 30 million yen for you every month, and you don't give me even a single yen!"

Taliyah's face was filled with anger.

When she was brought here, she had already been prepared to devote herself to the cause.

But her dedication was to give her brother a better life, an education, and the ability to climb up from the bottom of the quagmire.

Not to mention climbing to a higher place, at least one should reach the living standard of a normal person. However, even such a tiny wish was ruthlessly crushed by the other party.

This is where Taliyah breaks down.

She felt that all her sacrifices were in vain, "You must let him go, or I won't work for you anymore."

“You still can’t recognize your own situation. You and your brother have no identity at all.

I am willing to say these words to you because I am kind-hearted, but that does not mean you can be so unbridled. "

Uchino Saburo lost interest in continuing the conversation with Talia and waved his hand, saying, "You should let this woman understand the current situation."

"Yes, President."

Six burly men immediately rushed in from outside the door.

Their eyes were like wolves staring at a rabbit, full of greed, scanning Talia's body, her black jade body and silver-white hair in sharp contrast.

Facial features make it clear that beauty can sometimes transcend skin color.

"Don't come over here!"

Uchino Saburo glanced at the translator and said speechlessly: "You don't need to translate this kind of words. I can already imagine what she will say next."

"Okay, President."

The translator stopped translating.

At this time, Saburo Uchino discovered the uninvited guest at the door, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face. Was it a guest who broke in here?

I clearly arranged someone to guard the stairs, but you dared to be lazy!

Uchino Saburo cursed in his heart and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm so sorry, we are teaching a disobedient foreign lady a lesson here, please go downstairs and play."

When it comes to guests, Saburo Uchino is very friendly.

Guests who know him all know that Saburo Uchino is a very easy-to-talk to person.

Although he is the president of Daoxiang Club, he still adheres to the principle that customers are God.

As long as the other party gives him money, he never hesitates to put a smile on his face.

All cruelty is reserved for those who disobey.

Talia held her brother, who only reached her chest, and with bright eyes she looked through the six burly men and gazed at the tall figure at the door with a pleading look.

"I'm not a guest. I just want to come here to watch the fireworks."

Qingze answered with a smile on his face.

Upon hearing that he was not a guest, a burly man immediately showed an unfriendly expression.

When the president looks kind, the people below him have to act like fierce and ferocious monsters.

"Asshole, who do you think you are talking to? The person in front of you is the famous President Daoxiang!"

As he spoke, the man had already grabbed Qingze's shoulders and yelled, "Do you want to be beaten black and blue by a fist as big as a sandbag?"

"Remember this in your next life: don't talk to people's faces if you have bad breath."

Qingze grabbed his wrist and activated the ability to mark the explosion.

A black chrysanthemum pattern quickly appeared on the man's arm.

"what is this?"

A look of surprise appeared on the man's face. Has tattoo technology become so convenient now?

His face was full of curiosity and he hadn't realized the seriousness of the matter yet.

The idea of ​​explosion flashed through Qingze's mind.

The next second, heat surged from inside the arm, in front of the man's shocked gaze.

His right arm exploded.

"Ah!" The man took two steps back and cried out in pain.

The cracks caused by the explosion quickly spread from the arm to the whole body, and then in front of the shocked eyes of others, the whole person exploded.

The brilliant fireworks rolled, and the cigar in Saburo Uchino's hand fell directly onto the table.

He himself didn't care at all, he just stared with wide eyes and an expression as if he had seen an evil spirit.

He shouldn't have taken drugs today.

Why did a person explode in front of him?

There was no blood on the ground, no broken limbs, a living person just disappeared like that.

"Who the hell are you?"

Saburo Uchino suppressed the fear in his heart and roared loudly.

"Dior."

Qingze replied and strode into the house.

When they saw him come in, all the members of the Daoxiang Society stepped back in fear as if they had seen a ferocious beast.

"You, don't come over here!"

A burly man leaned against the wall and screamed like a girl.

After all, Uchino Saburo was the chairman, and he quickly recovered from his shock and remembered the recent rumors.

That's the thing about the Extreme Hunter.

As well as the unusual actions of the six major conglomerates, people from all walks of life gathered in Tokyo.

"Dio, so it's your fault, don't move!"

Uchino Saburo quickly took out a pistol for self-defense from the drawer and said excitedly, "It's true that if you don't take the road to heaven, you will come to hell.

Even if it's a corpse, your body is worth a lot of money.

I'm really rich."

"Really? Then I want to congratulate you."

Qingze continued to move forward.

Uchino Saburo's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he shouted, "I told you not to move, you bastard!"

Finger on the trigger.

Bang.

The translator beside him fell down.

"Nani?!"

Saburo Uchino turned his head in shock. He was clearly shooting in front of him, but for some reason the bullet hit the translator standing on the right.

Moreover, the bullet hit the translator's heart accurately, and blood gushed out from inside.

Strange, it’s really strange!

Saburo Uchino's pupils trembled, and panic grew like weeds in his heart.

Qingze walked up to him, held up his face with one hand, and said softly: "Let me see your fireworks."

Chapter 216 Dio Wants to Go to Heaven

A seductive tone came to my ear, very soft.

Saburo Uchino's heart almost stopped with fright. He thought of his subordinates who had just exploded, and his heart was filled with despair.

In the past, he had thought of many ways to die, including being assassinated by his enemies, being assassinated by his son to usurp the throne, being defeated in the competition within the group, etc.

But he had never thought of dying in this way, let alone that death would come so quickly.

He is only forty-three years old!

Still young and promising!

In the morning, I am still as energetic as when I was a teenager.

"Stop! As long as you can spare my life, I will obey you in everything. Please, have mercy, Master Dio!"

Saburo Uchino's face was full of pleading, no longer as rebellious as before, like a puppy longing for the owner's caress.

Qingze smiled and said, "No."

Black chrysanthemum patterns cover Uchino Saburo's cheeks.

"asshole!"

He raised his gun to shoot again.

Boom! He watched his right arm suddenly explode. Bright flames reflected in his pupils. Black smoke rose up. Cracks instantly covered his body, blowing him apart.

A pistol fell on the table.

No matter how many times he watched it, Qingze felt that such explosions had a kind of beauty, as if he was back to his childhood when he was setting off firecrackers.

"It's beautiful, don't you think?"

Qingze turned his head and glanced casually, and the five burly men were almost scared to death on the spot.

One of them fell to his knees and cried, "Please spare me! Master Dio! That bastard Uchino Saburo forced us to do all this!"

"We are willing to swear our eternal loyalty to you!"

The five of them no longer had the arrogant attitude they had just now, and all of them became sheep trembling in front of a tiger.

"No."

Qingze shook his head, strode forward, and patted them on the head one by one, and black chrysanthemum patterns appeared on their cheeks.

The five people kept begging for mercy and did not dare to resist.

The president died with a gun, and they had no chance of fighting with bare hands.

"farewell."

The idea of ​​explosion flashed through Qingze's mind.

boom.

The five explosions merged into one, making the sound of the explosion particularly loud. The fireworks and smoke gathered into a ball, and the gorgeous fireworks were reflected in Talia's pupils.

A trace of fear rose in her heart.