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Chapter 0386-0387 I can do it too?!(2/2)

The trumpet was excited, "Can you try it out, Yaoyang, you can count it? Please help us collect the news, see where they are, arrange drivers, etc., and be a logistics manager, and you will be divided into 10%?"

Lei Yaoyang focused his head heavily, and a greedy light also emerged in his eyes.

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One hour later.

Although many houses have been blown up here, the former president of the Triad Association, the villa of Jiro Iwaida, is almost done on the surface.

All the photos of the mourning hall were arranged.

In the solemn villa, Hiroichi Murai first heard from his subordinates that he had reported the number and raised more than 3 billion yen before he clenched his fist and smashed it on the table, "Damn, why did that Situ Haonan escape again?"

"Is the Metropolitan Police Department all busy with food?"

"American media reporters are fanning the flames. It is not convenient for us to do anything for the time being. I thought that as long as I stepped into prison, he would live more uncomfortable than death, but he actually ran away. This is ridiculous!"

In the battle last night, Situ Haonan's reputation after the war was as bad as the triad that had become the background was.

Feilong rider lost his face and was defeated.

The triad is almost transformed into the strongest pillar of shame for the community organizations in the island country.

In this breath, since Situ Haonan was sent to the police station by his younger brother, they were so excited that they couldn't eat or sleep, and they couldn't even sit steadily. They just thought about how to deal with the pervert after Situ Haonan was taken to prison.

Even if the great devil is in a prison place, the triad will have some means torture him to death.

Life is worse than death!

But I knew that people had eaten, drink, sleep and ran away before dark, which was too exaggerated.

Not to mention that, when I think of the more than 3 billion yen that they finally collected here, I have to send it out one by one to others... Murashi Hiroichi even wanted to vomit blood even more.

The current one billion yen is worth more than 50 million Hong Kong dollars, and more than 3 billion yen, which is almost equivalent to raising 180 million Hong Kong dollars.

The compensation for Yamaguchi, Kobe, and my younger brothers’ pensions are more important than sending them to Otahara and several other bigwigs.

Do you think that the boss has come forward and helps you all kinds of things, giving you time to raise money, and if you don’t kill you, it’s all free? The bosses are the most expensive.

The main reason why the Triad can raise so much money in one day is that it is due to the current Hong Kong society, where the whole society is getting rich. If you are willing to sell Tokyo real estate, some people are rushing to buy it.

Hiroichi Murai was still vomiting blood with pain, and Tokawa Qiangping was already in tears. Because the Tokawa family accumulated over several generations, from today on, he was not only impoverished, but also in debt.

When the room was silent, gunshots suddenly sounded under the originally quiet night!

Hiroichi Murai was energetic and his evil spirit was filled with evil spirits, "Damn, are there anyone here to cause trouble? Kill them!"

I suffered a few losses. Now, inside and outside the villa, at least half of the people in the Duchuan Group have guns, and dozens of them are wearing bulletproof vests.

They are waiting to raise money and give it to the bosses one by one. When the police find out, they will treat it as if they can't see it.

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After a moment.

Murashihiro Hiroichi and others, who were waiting for battle, had just walked out of the hall wearing bulletproof vests and helmets when they saw a group of retreating younger brothers running in front of them.

A little brother ran and shouted, "Muraxi, retreat quickly, there is a sharpshooter on the other side!"

Five or six gunmen wearing helmets and bulletproof vests rushed out head-on and were swept to death by a charge. They were all shot in their necks or faces. That was a submachine gun!
Chapter completed!
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