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"Hehe, I'm surprised to see my old friend here, Kazuma Asada." Shinjo Yu also looked at the old guy in front of him who also had gray hair.

Decades ago, they had been fighting over territory in Tokyo.

In the end, of course, Shinjo Yuya sacrificed his own legs in exchange for the deaths or injuries of several high-ranking leaders of the Tokyo Yakuza.

The Asada Kazuma in front of him was the guy who ran away after being injured.

Of course, Kazuma Asada didn't know that Shinjo Osamu had really died once, and no one would have thought that resurrection would actually happen in reality.

In Asada Kazuma's view, Shinjo Osamu is just a cunning old man who faked his death.

This also fits the impression that Shinjo Yuya has in his mind.

But now it's different from the past.

"Are you sure you want to touch me? I'm not a Japanese gangster now, but a tourist from a foreign country. I suggest you let me go as soon as possible."

Shinjo Xiong also narrowed his eyes, and his somewhat old face now looked like a faintly angry lion: "I heard before that you fled abroad, now it seems to be true."

"You participated in other countries, so why do you want to come back?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Asada Kazuma smiled.

Identity is now his biggest trump card. He is no longer the identity of this country. Instead, he should be regarded as the spokesperson of a powerful country!

"It has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with him." Xin Jiangxiong also stepped aside.

In the distance, Yamamoto Daisora ​​was bringing a young man here.

"it's him?"

When Ren Wei arrived, he was surprised to see the white-haired old man in front of him.

Are you planning to learn from Bin Laden? You are so old, and you still want to stir up trouble.

Aren’t you afraid of bad luck in your old age?

"Kazuma Asada, the guy who fought me in the Tokyo Yakuza 26 years ago, has now fled overseas, and our people took him down as soon as he showed up."

When it comes to Shinjo Xiong, he looked at Ren Wei with a complicated expression.

He never imagined that Ren Wei had created an organization that unified the Tokyo underworld in just less than a few years when he was away.

Compared with the time I spent at that time, it was like fast-forwarding countless times.

In addition...

According to Yamamoto Daisora's description, this thing was created unintentionally by the other party. At first, it was just a group of people, and then it slowly gained momentum...

Is this what it means when people compare themselves to others and get pissed off?

"Oh? Shinjo Yuya. Is this the person you chose as the next manager? He looks very young, but I don't know how he can handle stress."

Kazuma Asada chuckled and kept looking Ren Wei up and down, as if he wanted to imprint his appearance in his mind.

Since he can have a relationship with Shinjo Hei, if something happens to this guy, I'm afraid...

"Did he tell me why he organized the hostage-taking?" Ren Wei was in no mood to mess around with this guy.

What person in charge of power? It's so funny! How could he not know what kind of power he has under his control?

There is not even one! The main point is to be as quiet as the wind and come and go freely!

Rather than knowing Ren Wei, I want to know what this guy wants to do by organizing people to kidnap.

It’s a pity that the meeting was killed too quickly and no intelligence was obtained.

He must pursue this concert that caused him such a social disaster to the extreme!

"No, this guy's current identity makes it difficult for us to use some means."

Ren Wei was stunned, and Shinjo Xiong expressed his thoughts using gestures that Ren Wei could understand.

Shinjo Yu also pointed to the American-made car next to him, trying to hint to Ren Wei that the other party had become an American citizen.

The other party is now a U.S. citizen, and coming to Japan is actually a tourist.

If any personal injury occurs, the other party may even go directly to the embassy to sue.

And based on the weakness of the Japanese government, coupled with the identity of the country behind it, I'm afraid they will all be pulled in as quickly as possible.

Ren Wei nodded to show that he understood.

It turned out that Shinjo Yu also wanted to say: This old man is just like this old car, he has a very stubborn temper, and he won't move unless someone kicks him a few times.

Great, that fits the impression of those vintage cars very well!

But...you should have said it earlier.

Ren Wei looked at Shinjo Xiong and couldn't help but shook his head. Ren Wei had the best way to deal with such stubborn people.

"Hahaha, Shinjo Yuya, you're still the same as always, knowing more than anyone else. It's a pity that you hit a wall this time."

Kazuma Asada laughed. He naturally understood what Shinjo Yuya had just hinted at.

It is because the identity behind him is one that Shinjo Yuya dare not touch at will, so Asada Kazuma is so rampant.

When Ren Wei heard this, he thought it was a big deal.

You old man, your car is already so old. If I kick you twice, do you think you can still survive?

Wait, this really seems to be some kind of iron plate!

Age is a sure thing, right?

But it's a pity that if it were someone else, they would really be afraid to do anything, but in my case...

A hint of green spread across Ren Wei's face: "It might be a little cool next."

Asada Kazuma was stunned and didn't understand what Ren Wei said, but the next moment Ren Wei's palm had covered his head.

The next moment, it was as if countless bottles of cooling oil were poured on the head and a cool breeze blew over, this cool feeling filled the forehead!

Asada Kazuma opened his eyes wide, and he felt the cool breeze swirling above his head. At the same time, it seemed as if the leaves were fluttering in wisps.

It’s a pity that those are not leaves, but layer upon layer of memories!

After searching for a while, Ren Wei finally saw what he wanted to see.

"Ouchi Yosuke..." Ren Wei never thought that a guy who was sentenced to death could actually stir up such a thing again.

The main thing is that this guy chose to form an offline event for the game just for revenge.

It was a very simple reason, and one that Ren Wei could never have imagined.

What Ren Wei thought was that they actually chose Yuki Game's offline event, and he thought they had planned something specially.

But now it seems like this is just wishful thinking on the part of this guy.

Ren Wei loosened his grip.

Asada Kazuma had consumed too much mental energy and his body suddenly twitched and he fainted on the spot.

"What do you think, Ren Wei? What is he doing here?" Shinjo Xiong also came over immediately.

Regardless of which venue it is, Xiao Qian is there. If something happens, Shinjo Yuya may even dare to organize people to directly attack the US Embassy.

Don't underestimate Shinjo Yuya's current thoughts and indifference.

After experiencing a death, Shinjo Hei now no longer cares about life and death.

I've already died once, why should I still be afraid of you?!

What he wanted to see was his granddaughter growing up safely and healthily.

Ren Wei simply told them what he knew.

After hearing this, Yamamoto Daisora ​​and Shinjo Yu looked at each other in bewilderment. What should they do? The person they wanted to retaliate against had already been sentenced to death. Could they execute him before the police?

Wouldn't that be a waste of time?

The other party is about to die anyway.

But if I don’t let go of the anger in my heart, I’ll feel very suffocated!

The place fell silent for a moment.

"What should we do then? Should we send Asada Kazuma back directly?"

Yamamoto Daisora's proposal is undoubtedly the best solution at this stage.

And Shinjo Yu has not responded yet. He is still thinking that if he lets this guy go back directly, it would be too easy for him.

At this time, Shinjo Xiong also thought of something and looked at Ren Wei: "By the way, can you delete some of his memories?"

"Of course I can, but what are you going to do?" Ren Wei was curious.

Shinjo Xiong also snorted coldly, what can he do? Ask him, there is only one person who has been in the Yakuza for many years!

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"Report, someone suddenly came to seek help from our embassy."

Fio Valentine, who was handling official business at the American Embassy, ​​was somewhat surprised to hear this.

He is now a diplomat of the U.S. Embassy in Neon, which means that all matters related to Americans in Neon need to be reported to him.

Fao Valentine has long, golden curly hair. Although it is long, it does not look soft. Instead, it is filled with a different kind of temperament that makes people want to believe it involuntarily.

This is the power that comes from self-confidence, and also from what Fao himself firmly believes in.

Being an American citizen can be considered a kind of superior ending in Japan.

Many times, as long as you reveal your identity, most Tokyo citizens will curse you in their hearts, but will still avoid you.

After all, this is the country's deterrent power.

And Fao himself is loyal to the country behind him.

For him, nothing is more important than making the glimmer of hope of the country behind him stronger.

But now in this small country, a citizen of his own country actually asked him for help.

Then Fao naturally couldn't just turn a blind eye!

"What exactly happened? Tell me quickly." Fao was very anxious. He could not allow his citizens to be bullied, nor would he allow the image of the country to be insulted.

"Yes......"

The reporters told what happened to them.

Kazuma Asada, who rented a house, asked the embassy for help, saying he suspected someone broke into his house and broke his legs.

When Fao heard this, he immediately went to visit Kazuma Asada!

Then he saw Kazuma Asada, with his legs in plaster, waiting for him in the center of the embassy.

Although the person in front of him entered through immigration, Fao still treated him as one of the same people: "Do you take what you said seriously?"

"Yes, Mr. Fao, you must believe me. Someone must have deliberately thrown me down the stairs and broke both of my legs."

Kazuma Asada is so old now, and it is unknown how long it will take for the bones in his legs to recover.

After hearing this, he immediately nodded and called the front desk to contact the Tokyo Police Department!

After a round of twists and turns, it finally came into the hands of the person in charge now!

It was a very capable male voice: "Hello, hello, I'm Akito Narumiya."

"A citizen of our country was robbed in your home. I ask you to file a case and investigate immediately."

When Fao heard this, he immediately told everyone what happened to Kazuma Asada.

Akito Mingpiao on the other end of the phone was silent.

He picked up his second phone and sent a message to Ren Wei.

[Akito Mingpiao: The American Embassy suddenly sent me a message. Did you do something stupid again? ]

[Ren Wei: No, am I the kind of person who likes to mess around? ]

But after seeing that Ren Weisuo had returned the message, Mingpiao Akito breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay if it's not what you did.

But soon another new message came.

[Ren Wei: This time, I did it together with Mr. Yamamoto and Mr. Shinjo. I didn’t do it alone.]