I am a descendant of the White King, but I was born in the Douluo Continent

Yuan Zhisheng put away the document in disgrace, handed it to Sakura beside him, suppressed the anger in his heart and said to the four people in the car: "Then, in the next few days, please take care of me."

Caesar nodded with an "easy to talk" look on his face, and then motioned to Yuan Zhisheng to drive quickly.

Yuan Zhisheng was about to explode. He should have sent Crow and Yasha out. Even if they could cast the four-person tour group into cement piles and drive them into the salt flats, it seemed that it was not impossible. What to do!

Yuan Zhisheng opened the driver's door, and Sakura returned to the passenger seat. But just when Yuan Zhisheng was about to light the ignition, a large group of "uninvited guests" appeared around the salt flats.

"Attention people on the black Hummer, we are the Kanagawa Prefecture police. You are suspected of violent crimes. Stop the car immediately and get checked! Put down your weapons immediately!"

The amplified sound swept across the salt flats like a violent wind. On the highway not far away, large swaths of police lights turned on, and the roar of sirens was deafening.

At some point, the quiet highway was filled with police cars. The heavily armed policemen used the car doors as shields and aimed their guns. Along the highway, they moved more closely, covering them from all sides.

Lu Lin had some impressions of this scene. When Nu was recalling it, Lu Mingfei was already shouting: "What's going on? We just landed. Why did we alert the police before we passed the customs?"

Yuan Zhisheng in front replied calmly: "This is not Narita Airport, there is no such thing as customs. Just look around and you will know."

Lu Mingfei then looked around, almost jumping up from the car seat: "What the hell is this place? A cemetery?"

Lu Mingfei's description of "cemetery" was correct. This deserted airport had no control tower or channel lights. The runways were made of compacted cinders. The surrounding darkness was filled with the faint remains of planes.

This is indeed a cemetery, a cemetery for airplanes.

"So we came here illegally?" Chu Zihang, who was silent, also opened his golden eyes.

Yuan Zhisheng in front nodded: "The academy hopes that this mission will be kept confidential. You can't leave records at the customs. It's okay to be a stowaway for a while. The Japanese branch will ensure your safety."

"The leader of the Japanese underworld is indeed capable of protecting our safety, but it seems that you have caused some trouble before." Lu Lin interjected with his eyes closed.

"Underworld?!" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened when he heard the word "underworld", with a slightly exaggerated serious expression on his face.

Lu Lin shook his head: "You didn't do any homework before coming to Japan? The Japanese branch is completely the leader of the Japanese underworld. You can ask Norma about the specific matters. Now I want to know what trouble they got into. , actually let this group of police officers bring Remington 700 sniper rifles, the strongest firepower among Japan’s conventional equipment, to make arrests.”

Maybe it’s because Mr. Lu used his memory to construct a dream, and his memory of some details is vague. He remembers that the Pig’s Knuckle Team experienced a police and robber battle royale when they came to Japan, but the specific details He really couldn't remember the reason.

"People in the car, listen! You have ten seconds to get out of the car, otherwise we will shoot!" The Chinese voice became more and more severe.

But no one in the car would walk out like a fool... Lu Mingfei wanted to go out and raise his hands to surrender, but after being punched by Caesar, he became honest.

Yuan Zhisheng did not drive immediately, but asked Sakura in the passenger seat: "I also want to know what we did. Did Sakura, Yasha and Crow drive out in my car?"

Sakura quickly gave the answer: "Last night they set off at two o'clock in the morning and returned at four o'clock. They visited a strip nightclub owned by Russians in Yokohama. Those Russians would bring in a batch of dozens of women every month. In name, they were asked to work as female laborers from the east, but in reality they were forced to work as slave girls, paying the smuggling fee with their flesh and blood, and those who disobeyed were tortured or directly killed."

"Other local nightclubs complained to the family, but the Russians refused the family's investigation. The family decided to teach them a lesson. The person who received the task was Yasha's friend, and the two of them were just there to help."

Sighing expressionlessly, Sakura continued: "You know Yasha's way of doing things. It's easy to cross the line. He burned down the store on a whim."

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded after hearing Yingying's explanation of the story in an understated manner. He thought to himself that he was indeed a gangster, and the method of doing things couldn't be done by anyone other than a gangster!

But then Yuan Zhisheng said expressionlessly: "Is it that simple?"

Lu Mingfei's scalp felt a little numb. He never expected that the plot that he thought was rich enough to make a gangster movie would actually be "just that simple" in the eyes of the real gangster? !

"The matter was quite big. It was an ancient building with a history of 120 years and was protected by law, so the Metropolitan Police Department had already started to search for the arsonist. Compared to destroying the nightclub, it was a small matter." Sakura said.

Yuan Zhisheng's expressionless face suddenly showed anger, and he blurted out "Baga!": "If the burning of ancient relics is reported to the media by the cultural relics protection association, it will have a major impact on the family's reputation. They Have you never considered this issue?"

Sakura explained expressionlessly: "They probably won't think so much. You can't expect two semi-literate people who have never gone to high school to recognize ancient objects. They probably just wiped out each other's territory and still have the energy to drink and drink." The old habit is to pour gasoline on it and throw a lighter on it.”

Lu Mingfei couldn't complain anymore. This kind of habit can only be cultivated by the underworld!

Yuan Zhisheng gritted his teeth and sighed, then asked: "If it's burned, it's just burned. There must be some other reasons inside, right?"

Sakura said hesitantly: "The reason why those Russians dare to go against the family is because the local police chief is supporting them, so Yasha and Crow..."

"What the hell, they killed the police chief?!" Yuan Zhisheng was shocked and angry.

"It's not that serious. They are just perverts, not murderers." Sakura smiled awkwardly.

"What was that? Cut off his fingers? Castrated him? Or poured him into a cement pile?" Yuan Zhisheng looked obviously relieved.

"No." Sakura replied: "The police chief had a mistress who was helping him with various illegal businesses. Yasha and Crow rushed into the mistress's apartment and dragged her out of bed, wrapping her whole body in plastic wrap. Okay, her body was filled with sashimi and sushi and made into a female body. It was placed in the office of the police chief. It was the police chief who was calling now. They should have locked the car. license plate."

In the back seat, Lu Lin twitched the corner of his mouth and couldn't help but interjected: "I originally thought that only the gang of Yanliu people in the Japanese branch were perverts, but now I discovered that the perverts in your execution department are also perverts. Quite a few..."

Can someone who can do such a thing not be a pervert?

Even Yuan Zhisheng punched the steering wheel and complained: "You are right...they are indeed perverts."