The Dodge Tomahawk roared and rushed out of the street.

Although this motorcycle was stolen, what surprised Yang Xie was that Suzuki Ichiro did not call the police. In this way, Yang Xie could enjoy the car with peace of mind. Not to mention, this value

The beast worth hundreds of thousands of meters of gold is a joy to ride. If it can get on the highway, once it speeds up, the speed can even reach 600 kilometers per hour! It is very suitable for Yang Xie to use.

Yang Xie could more or less guess what Suzuki Ichiro was thinking. He didn't call the police because he wanted to take revenge on himself, right? He didn't even think about it. Last time the bosozoku couldn't do anything to him, what else could he do?

?

Thinking of Okamoto's gorgeous performance last time, Yang Xie almost couldn't help but laugh.

This guy is really good. If he were to compete for a clown in an acrobatic troupe, he would definitely outsmart most of his opponents.

"Sao Nian, haven't you found a clue yet? I'm so idle that I'm almost growing straw." Xueyunzi muttered, feeling bored in every possible way. As a sword, besides fighting, Xueyunzi didn't think there was anything else to do.

Able to arouse your own interest.

"It's almost time. How about you help me look for it?" Yang Xie responded with a smile.

"No, it's too boring. It would be more interesting for me to talk about life and ideals with you." Xueyunzi said slowly, but he didn't even bother to take up the task he was most passionate about. He wanted to do the previous one.

He was a little bit upset about being injured by Xue Bing a while ago.

Yang Xie chuckled, but he was not in a hurry. This Xue Yunzi was like a child, and he would probably be unable to bear it in a few days.

Yang Xie is going to chat with Ichiro Suzuki today. Instead of passively waiting for revenge, it is better to take the initiative to deal with it first. Of course, Yang Xie is a man who advocates peace. What he likes and is best at is convincing people with virtue.

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In an extremely luxurious private hospital in Dongjing, Suzuki Ichiro was lying on the bed bored. He had recovered a little from his injuries in the past few days, but he was still far from being discharged. What made him furious the most was that that idiot Okamoto was actually talking to Han Ren.

The fight was on, but that Chinese pretty boy actually ran away!

"Hey, Chunshan, help me find a girl. This little nurse is too flat now. It's no fun to play with. She wants me to introduce my dad to her. Damn, I don't like him even if he's like that."

Don’t talk about my dad! I’m holding back my anger very much. Isn’t there some talent show recently? Call one over. As long as she behaves well, I will let her get the first place!”

After hanging up the phone, Suzuki Ichiro suddenly became excited. He was injured on his ribs, and the injury was not too serious. Although he couldn't move, it was no problem at all to let those chicks blow on him.

I don’t know if it’s beautiful or not!

Newcomers are good, new talents are young. Those idiots always like to play celebrities. They don't even think about what it costs to be a star in this society? At least in dad's company, do you want to be in a position? Yes, just lie there all the way.

It's ok in the past.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door. Suzuki Ichiro was shocked. Haruyama is not bad. His work efficiency is getting better and better. He knew that he was in a hurry to vent his anger, so he came so quickly?

Should I have a cold and arrogant diamond king or a hotheaded dandy?

The door was pushed open, and Ichiro Suzuki waited expectantly to admire the beauty's true face. Unexpectedly, the person who walked in was a young man, and he was a guy who impressed him deeply...

Damn that Chinese!

"Are everyone dead? Didn't you see anyone coming in?" Ichiro Suzuki yelled. He remembered that there were two bodyguards at the door, a retired special forces soldier specially invited by his father, one who could pick out four or five strong men without any pressure.

, with such vigilance, what about the special forces? Ichiro Suzuki made up his mind, once this happens, he will let his father fire them!

"Are you talking about them?"

Yang Xie blinked and opened the door. Suddenly, two tall and burly bodies fell straight to the ground.

Suzuki Ichiro immediately shut up and looked at Yang Xie with a little fear in his eyes. This guy sent himself to the hospital. Could it be that he wanted to beat himself again?

Isn't it too courageous?

"What do you want to do?" When Ichiro Suzuki saw Yang Xie kicking the two bodyguards into the ward and then closing the door behind him, his expression suddenly changed. He hugged the quilt in front of him as the last straw.

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Yang Xie sat next to the hospital bed, took an apple without saying anything, showed his white teeth and said with a ferocious smile: "Suzuki, right? I don't like trouble very much, so every time I have trouble, I will take care of it first.

Get rid of."

Suzuki Ichiro was so frightened that he gritted his teeth and trembled: "Kill, killing is illegal..."

"Oh? Really? But why did I hear that as long as no evidence is found, nothing will happen?" Yang Xie rummaged through the fruit basket and asked, "Where's the fruit knife?"

"No, no..." Suzuki Ichiro breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't buy a fruit knife, otherwise he wouldn't be cutting the fruit, but himself...

"No, it doesn't matter." Yang Xie smiled slightly, then put a little force on his hand, and drops of apple juice dripped directly on the quilt. The apple juice dripped faster and faster. When Yang Xie's hand was released, only

A ball of dregs was thrown to the ground by Yang Xie.

Yang Xie smiled particularly evilly: "When you want to do something, think about how much harder your head is than an apple. Withdraw those people you spy on me, otherwise it won't be an apple that breaks next time."

"Yes, yes..." Suzuki Ichiro nodded in fright, but in the next moment, he seemed to have remembered something and said in a daze: "I didn't let anyone monitor you..."

Not Ichiro Suzuki?

Yang Xie frowned slightly. Suzuki Ichiro, a idiot, really didn't have the guts to lie to himself. Who could it be?

"It's fine if it doesn't happen. Then the matter between the two of us is settled, right?"

"It's solved, it's solved!" Ichiro Suzuki didn't have the guts to make trouble for Yang Xie again. Not to mention other things, he just knocked down two special forces soldiers silently. He really didn't dare to offend such a person to death.

, if you can't kill him once, and the other party comes to knock on you again, then even though your head is harder than an apple, it can't withstand the ravage~ ravage...

"What about the Dodge Tomahawk?" Yang Xie raised his eyebrows.

"Give it to you."

"Very good, quite sensible." Yang Xie said with a smile. Although he was not prepared to return the gift, hearing the words of gift from Suzuki Ichiro still made Yang Xie feel happy. After all, he is a man with restraint and bottom line.

Well, it’s wrong to steal something, but if the other party is offering it as a gift, then it would be disrespectful to refuse!

Yang Xie got up and walked out of the ward very satisfied. When he passed by the two burly men, he lightly kicked them twice. The two men suddenly woke up with confused looks on their faces. When they saw Yang Xie, they immediately

Changing color, before they could speak, Yang Xie had already left lightly...

The two big men looked at each other and couldn't help but look back at Ichiro Suzuki, who suddenly roared: "Get out of here."

The two big men hurriedly ran out of the ward and closed the door. After another ten minutes, the door was knocked again, and a girl was seen pushing out the ward. She was wearing a sexy nurse uniform, and the skirt only reached her thighs.

A large expanse of white skin was exposed at the base. As soon as he entered the door, he leaned against the door, slightly bent one foot, and said with a smile: "Gomelase, it's time for an injection..."

Suzuki Ichiro waved to her, and the girl hurriedly walked in with a smile on her face: "Patient-kun, how can I help you?"

Suzuki Ichiro pointed at the sheets expressionlessly and said, "Take them out and wash them!"

The girl lowered her head and looked at the sheets stained with yellow spots. The smile on her face suddenly froze...
Chapter completed!