My lover is this organization

Before he finished speaking, the sound of a soda bottle breaking exploded over the square.

A huge cross was beating on Chianti's forehead, and in his hand he was holding a soda bottle that was smashed to the point that only the upper half was left.

The playboy rolled his eyes and fell to the ground.

Cohen, who was photographing the sniper location not far away, saw this and his eyes moved slightly. He decisively took a photo and sent it to Qin Wuque.

……

At the same time, Qin Wuque had just woken up in the sky villa.

He was lying on a huge round bed, with Captain Bei Jieqin and Curacao lying beside him. Thin sheets covered their bodies and they were sleeping quietly.

Don’t ask why four people slept in one bed. The reason is that they played Landlord too late last night.

The famous hair growth expert Jie Ge once said - if you are tired from playing, just go to sleep, it's okay.

Then they were really tired from playing and fell asleep.

Qin Wuque had planned to get up quietly and wash up first, but when he picked up his cell phone as usual and took a look at it, he almost vomited blood.

"Shit, Chianti and the others are fighting with others!"

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That’s right, nothing happened that night. (Sincere face)

Chapter 377: Full of Martial Virtue

Although I had already guessed that traveling with such a group of guys with strong martial virtues, the journey would definitely not be as peaceful as traveling with ordinary people.

But the problem is that they only arrived in Singapore yesterday evening, but ended up fighting with the locals on their own turf early this morning.

Is this... a bit too much?

Even if we want to fight, we should wait until he arrives!

So, after receiving the news from Cohen, Qin Wuque decisively and excitedly... no, he anxiously woke up Sister Bei, Captain Qin and Curacao who were still asleep.

The four of them hurriedly picked up the clothes that were thrown on the floor because they were tired from playing "Dou Dizhu" until too late last night and went to sleep directly. After washing up casually without even having breakfast, they went out and headed straight for the Merlion Park.

When Qin Wuque and others arrived, the huge Merlion Park had already fallen into a small-scale chaos.

A large number of people formed a thin circular human wall beside the water square, like an encirclement, pointing and talking about the people inside the wall.

Qin Wuque took the lead and cleared the way ahead, breaking through the wall of people and the encirclement with unstoppable force. He raised his head and saw -

Well...it's nothing actually.

Next to the steps of the vast water square, a man who was singing "Flower of Hope" was seen lying face down on the ground with blood gushing from his forehead. He seemed to have lost consciousness.

Chianti was standing next to the man, holding a half-broken soda bottle in his hand, his teeth clenched and making a clicking sound, looking as if he was furious.

Opposite Chianti, there were a few men who looked strong but scoundrelly. Their hair was messy and they wanted to dye it into rainbow colors. They even went for the Shibuya style with dark skin and light lipstick, and wore big gold chains around their necks, as if they were afraid that others would not see that they were not good people.

Theoretically, the other side has the advantage in numbers.

But in terms of momentum, Chianti can defeat all the opponents by himself, without even the help of Vodka and Cohen.

The most important thing is that an intact soda bottle can at most knock someone unconscious. If you want to kill someone, you have to use a lot of strength.

But if it's a broken bottle, you just need to poke it with a little force at the vital part of the human torso, and it's basically impossible to save it.

There is only one reason why these thugs have not turned around and fled yet. If they escape in front of so many people this time, they will have no place to stay in Singapore in the future.

Singapore is not big, it can even be said to be very small, so news spreads very quickly.

Besides, their original plan was just to spend a few days with this rich second-generation from Japan named Reijiro Nakatomi, enjoying the good life and making some pocket money.

It's just that it is said that the latter is the only son of some Japanese shipping king, Nakatomi Jusan. But what does that have to do with them? It's as if they really have some kind of brotherhood.

It's all just a show~

Qin Wuque walked over and patted the shoulder of Vodka, who was still watching from afar in OMO, and raised his chin.

"What's the situation now?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Vodka's expression was wonderful behind his sunglasses. "There was a reckless rich second-generation who tried to tease Chianti, but ended up getting ripped off by Chianti."

"Did the other party call for help?"

"Not yet. It hasn't called out yet. I guess it won't call out again."

"have to."

After hearing what Vodka said, Qin Wuque roughly understood what the other party was up to.

He patted Vodka's shoulder again and strode past him.

At this time, Chianti, who was confronting several thugs, also noticed Qin Wuque's arrival and turned his head and spoke loudly.

"Hey, Snowflake! Help get these cerebral pals away. I'm afraid I'll kill them all!"

"……What!?"

A few hooligans felt humiliated when they heard this and started to shout as well.

"What are you yelling about, woman! You beat up our friend and you think you're right? Pay the money! Apologize!"

"That's right! This woman is your friend, right? Pay me back now!"

The thugs were shouting loudly, but the only response they got was a sleepy yawn from Qin Wuque.

"Why don't you just send Vodka to send them away? Vodka can beat fifty of them by himself. Really... you have to wake us up for such a small matter."

As Qin Wuque spoke, he walked to Chianti's side, squatted down, reached out and grabbed the unconscious man by the hair, and pulled him up. When he took a closer look, he couldn't help but let out a soft "hmm".

"Hiss... This kid seems to be the son of Japan's shipping king, Nakatomi Jusan?"

"Very valuable?"

Chianti was startled, she heard the subtlety in Qin Wuque's tone.

But that doesn’t mean the gangsters also heard it.

They don’t know what Zhongfu Group is, but they know what Shipping King means.

Generally speaking, those who can be given the title of "king" are not simple people.

So they clamored even louder.

"That's right! Did you hear me? Apologize to us and pay us compensation! Otherwise, the Shipping King will make you suffer!"

"That's it!"

Qin Wuque pursed his lips, silently threw the head in his hand back to the ground, stood up, patted his clothes and said.

"This kid's head is worthless, but his father's head is valuable. The father and son together as a set meal are also valuable."

"Oh~" Chianti understood.

"But that's something for the future, if there's a chance." Qin Wuque glanced at the hooligans who were still shouting, "The first thing to do now is..."

"Yes?"

The gangsters realized that something seemed wrong and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

Five seconds later, five "floating corpses" floated neatly on the surface of the water in the central water square.

Qin Wuque washed his hands with the water under the stairs, stood up and washed his hands, while looking around at the crowd of onlookers, he said something.

"Still not leaving?"

The seemingly dense crowd immediately dispersed in response.

Captain Qin, Sister Bei, and Curacao, who were hiding in the crowd and observing secretly, were finally able to come over.

Captain Jean and Curacao are better off, but it's mainly Sister Bayonet. After all, she is a star, and there is still a possibility of being recognized even if she wears big sunglasses, so it is wise to hide in the crowd and act as a background board.

"Oh! Big sister, you guys are here too!"

Chianti wanted to complain a little more, but when he turned around, he saw a silver-haired beauty slowly walking towards him, so he stopped complaining.

And when her eyes fell on Curacao, who was following Gin and Vermouth with a slightly "abnormal" walking posture, the look of this irritable old sister suddenly changed. She laughed ambiguously and poked Qin Wuque in the waist with her elbow, with the three words "you know" written all over her face.

Although Vodka and Cohen were not so exaggerated, their facial expressions also changed slightly.

This made the thin-skinned Curacao's pretty face turn red, and she could only cover her face with her hands.

Qin Wuque rolled his eyes helplessly at this.

He knew these bastards would react like this.

“Is Merlion Park fun, Chianti?”

Vermouth saw Chianti's reaction but didn't say anything. She just changed the subject.

"It's not bad, it's fun." Chianti glanced at the five floating corpses pretending to be dead in the water, "It's just that I'm unlucky to meet these guys."

"How about we go somewhere else?" Vermouth smiled mysteriously.

"……where?"

"You'll know when you come~"

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Chapter 378 Professional players are prohibited from entering!

The Singapore Indoor Stadium, completed in 1989, was designed by Japanese designer Kenzo Tange.

It is located in Kallang, Singapore, and adopts a pointed four-way design, which is similar to ancient and even modern Chinese architecture.

Having said so much, it is still a gymnasium after all, at most a relatively famous indoor gymnasium.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't have attracted too much popularity, but today, the popularity of the Singapore Indoor Stadium hit a record high since its completion early in the morning.

……

Half an hour later, Qin Wuque and his companions, who had taken a walk and found a breakfast stall on the way to solve their breakfast problem, finally arrived at the Singapore Indoor Stadium.

In front of the stadium gate, a huge white banner was hung high with titles written in English and Chinese.

Chianti took a closer look and exclaimed: "'Zhonghan Cup' Karate Championship? Isn't this what Vodka mentioned in the car yesterday..."

"Yes~"

Qin Wuque stood at the side of the steps leading to the main entrance of the gymnasium, rubbing his hands excitedly.

Above his head was a huge poster hanging from top to bottom, and there was a poster hanging in a pile on each side of the gymnasium gate.

Just like what they saw on the screen in the elevator yesterday, the poster showed an old man wearing a championship belt, posing in a karate stance towards the camera. The azure blue fist on the championship belt around his waist shone brightly under the flash light.

"Actually, I just mentioned it casually yesterday. I thought you wouldn't be interested in this..." Vodka scratched his head innocently, "So are we going to go in and watch the karate competition?"

To be honest, he was really afraid that Qin Wuque would just nod and say "yes". Although Big Sister, Vermouth and Curacao would definitely not have any objections, the rest of these old bachelors would feel very aggrieved.

You said that letting a bunch of professional killers watch a serious martial arts competition, and that they all have to abide by the rules and compete honestly, isn't that deliberately raising people's blood pressure!

Why don't you pick your nose and dig your eyes out! Why don't you use the double wind piercing ears and licking crotch kicks? Why do you think about your wall-breaking fist and kicking skills every day? No matter how despicable the means are, as long as you can win! Victory is the kingly way!

This is probably the case...

"No, not watching, but participating." Qin Wuque said suddenly.

Vodka Cohen and others were completely unaware of this and were stunned when they heard it.

Then I saw this bastard making faces and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly.

"To be precise, you watched me participate."

"this--"

Mizuno Rena hesitated for a moment and raised the question in her mind.