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Then there are the bullets. The quantity given by the other party is really generous. The Glock 17 itself is famous for its large ammunition capacity. One magazine can hold seventeen bullets.

Now the opponent has given me a total of three magazines. Judging from the yellow and orange bullets in it, there are already fifty-one, and the two rows of bullets are one hundred bullets each. I have given myself more than two hundred bullets at one time. This slight saving is enough to fight a small battle.

Zhang Pin put away the bullet silently, and then raised his vigilance.

With such a powerful force as the Imamura Group, they actually mobilized all the power they could use to protect their leader. Now because of lack of power, the young lady who protects her can only acquiesce in inviting foreign aid.

When they met this time, they prepared so many bullets for themselves at once. Zhang Pin did not believe that the other party was prepared. It was obvious that they felt that they would definitely exchange fire with the killer.

But there was one more thing he didn't understand. Since the other party called Imamura his eldest brother, why did he say that Imamura Kiyoko was the only heir to the Imamura Group? Could it be that he had guessed wrong at first, and this guy's surname was not Imamura.

Because he couldn't figure out the situation, he disassembled the pistol and checked it to make sure there was no problem. He also looked at the gun ownership certificate. The name and photo on it all matched, and the stamp didn't look fake.

He stuffed all the bullets and gun certificates into his pocket, nodded to indicate that he understood, and then asked another question.

"how long?"

After delivering the gun, the unidentified guy saw that it took Zhang Pin less than a minute to disassemble and assemble the pistol, and his original serious expression immediately relaxed a lot.

As the saying goes, experts will know if there is anything as soon as they make a move. They have seen Zhang Pin's information before, but because the content above is too exaggerated, they have some doubts about whether it is true or false. After all, in a place like Hong Kong Island, there are not just one or two falsifiers.

But now that he saw Zhang Pinlu's hand, he believed that the other party was at least a master with a gun.

Because from the looks of Zhang Pin, he didn't simply disassemble the pistol. He also confirmed the quality of each component of the pistol.

"Three days, three days later will be the moment when the results of the parliamentary election are announced. As long as the eldest brother is confirmed to be elected, everything will be over."

The man's expression was very confident when he spoke. Zhang Pin didn't pay attention to the other person's expression. After knowing that he only needed to stay for three days, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Officer Zhang, don't worry. After three days, no matter what the outcome is, as long as you protect the safety of the lady, we will prepare one million US dollars as your reward for these three days."

Tsk tsk tsk!

Zhang Pin didn't speak, but he couldn't help but be surprised by the other party's generosity. He even began to consider whether he should resign from the police force and open a security company.

One million US dollars, even if his current position is chief inspector, the monthly bonus plus subsidy is about 50,000 Hong Kong dollars, which is almost 600,000 Hong Kong dollars in income a year.

If you want to save one million U.S. dollars from your salary, it will take more than ten years based on the exchange rate between Hong Kong dollars and U.S. dollars.

But as a bodyguard, you can earn one million US dollars in three days. Even if your income is less in the future, you can still live a comfortable life.

Of course, Zhang Pin was just joking. If he really cared about money, how could he stay in the police station forever.

This unidentified man seemed to have come specifically to deliver guns and documents. After leaving his things behind, he said goodbye and left.

However, the other party just left the room and did not leave this manor-like building.

The other party walked around several corridors and entered the inner courtyard of the manor.

"Brother."

Pushing open a door, the man kneeling on the tatami inside, drinking sake by himself, was naturally Imamura Kiyoko's father, who is currently running for the Tokyo Diet. Member, Imamura, leader of the Imamura Group.

Hearing the man's greeting, Imamura drank the sake in his glass and asked, "Have the gun and ID been delivered?"

"Yes, the opponent should have good shooting skills and be familiar with firearms."

The man knelt down opposite and stretched out his hand to help Imamura pour the wine.

"He is also an assassination target. With him here, if the killer takes action, he will definitely give priority to killing him, the person responsible for the perimeter."

If Zhang Pin were here and heard what the other party said, he would definitely shout that the other party did not follow martial ethics.

This time, he was nominally invited to come over as a bodyguard, but it was obvious that Imamura was able to agree to his daughter's request because he actually wanted Zhang Pin to attract the killer's attention.

"Should we take action first, find O and get rid of him first?"

The man pouring the wine made a gesture of cutting his throat. It seemed that they already knew who had received the assassination order. As a Japanese media group, it seemed impossible to avoid them in this kind of thing.

"So what if we find the killer? We don't know who is behind the scenes. There is no point except to alert the snake. As long as the reward is still hanging on it, there will always be desperate people who take the order."

Imamura, who has experienced great storms, is not too worried about the bounty on his head.

"As long as the results come out in three days, all conspiracies and tricks will not succeed."

Imamura's discussion. The man on the side was very obsessed with his identity. The man beside him did not speak, he lowered his head and remained silent.

In a Japanese restaurant in Tokyo, Zhang Pin reached out to pick up a piece of sushi and put the food into his mouth with a strange expression on his face.

"Brother Zhang Pin, how does it taste?"

Opposite me, Imamura Kiyoko showed an expectant expression.

"It's not bad. The amount is too small. It took such a long time to produce such a small piece. I won't be able to eat enough until tomorrow because the food eaten earlier has been digested long ago."

Zhang Pin shook his head, regardless of the fact that the chef with gray hair was looking at him with wide eyes. Well, the one who made the sushi must be the chef.

"How is it possible? Grandpa Kojiro is honored as the God of Sushi. The sushi he makes is the best in Tokyo and even in the whole of Japan."

Imamura Kiyoko was not satisfied with Zhang Pin’s evaluation.

Zhang Pin just shook his head and did not argue with the other party. He really didn't like eating something that looked very delicate, but was actually just a small piece of kimbap.

As we all know about the marine environment in Japan, there are two opinions on whether the sashimi wrapped in sushi is safe or not. This old man is probably seventy years old. His hands and feet are shaking when he makes sushi, and then he carefully selects the ingredients. Cutting and cutting, it takes almost half an hour for a small piece of sushi to come out.

Zhang Pin felt that what he said had given the other party a lot of face. If someone as impatient as Li Xiuxian or Chen Jiaju came over, he would probably be unable to help himself to get the food.

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