Chapter 149 Attack!
"Don't mess around!" Cang Dongtian was about to scold him, but Pan Hongsheng waved his hand with great interest: "Okay! The worries of your allies may not be superfluous. Xiaowen, if you can't pass the test of several people, don't go out and be embarrassed!"
Zhang Bowen sneered a few times. Before the other party recovered, he only saw a flash of his body!
There was a big hole in the wall, and a large group of people in the room were stunned.
"This boy really got the brute force of the blood demon!" Pan Hongsheng quickly raised his face and said, "Xiaowen! It's too heavy! Mr. Watanabe is our ally! How can it be like this!"
"It's okay. That boy doesn't know the depth of the world. He deserves it!" Sakata was very knowledgeable about current affairs and immediately changed his face: "Mr. Pan's men are so powerful, not to mention himself! No wonder Zhizheng could be imprisoned for so long before! But I asked one more question: This time you still plan to..."
He didn't say the second half of the sentence, but everyone could understand what he wanted to say.
Obviously, this guy is afraid that Pan Hongsheng will lock up this time bomb like last time, which is equivalent to hanging a sharp sword on their heads at any time.
"I think it's very difficult." Pan Hongsheng smiled and looked at Zhang Bowen, who swaggered away: "Because I sent... is Zhang Bowen..."
After Zhang Bowen left, Li Aijing came.
As soon as she entered the office, she burst into tears and rolled up her sleeves: "Brother Sheng, when did our blog become so rude? He has never beaten me for a trivial matter before... Yesterday, I watched TV and robbed him for the show, but he..."
"This bastard!" Pan Hongsheng didn't fight: It seems that the influence of the blood demon really penetrated into his body and mind, and even Li Aijing dared to fight...
"Young man, with all due respect, I'm really worried that you shoot him alone." Cang Dongtian said bluntly: "Although he now has the strong power of the blood demon, he is also eroded by the other party. If it is a sharp knife and a gun, he naturally has no scruples. What if the other party plays tricks? I'm willing to help in the dark!"
Pan Hongsheng nodded repeatedly: "Very good! With your help, this child has the backbone. As you said, don't be in a hurry to show up. At the critical moment, this guy has red eyes and has to judge the situation."
"What? Did he go to Japan alone? It's so dangerous!" Li Aijing pulled down as soon as she heard this: "Will you send the two of them?"
"Don't worry, what you should worry about now is the safety of the other party." Pan Hongsheng smiled meaningfully: "I sent this one mainly to prevent him from losing control and killing innocent people..."
Cang Dongtian and Li Aijing, their hearts pounded when they heard this sentence, but what they thought was two heavens.
At the Tokyo Airport Ticket Office, an airport worker is arguing with a passenger.
Sir, please show me your passport and ticket.
The staff is a typical Japanese man, with thin eyebrows and small eyes, but a little handsome.
"I forgot to bring it." The man walked forward disapprovingly, but was stopped by the Japanese: "I'm sorry, without these two things, you will be regarded as illegal entry."
The man with fluffy hair and a thin man's ten fingers are squirming slightly, as if restraining something...
But the last sentence of the other party instantly broke down this restraint: "It seems that you should be Chinese. Now you have many people who want to obtain our national identity, but everything should be in line with the rules..."
The thin and tall young man smiled evilly and slowly stretched out his fist...
"Please calm down. I'm a three-stage judo." The ticket inspector also sneered: "The martial arts in our country are much more practical than the flashy skills in your country!"
Four and a third of the seconds after he said this, he immediately disappeared from people's sight.
Many people present were stunned. They saw a tall and thin young man raise an arm, but the ticket inspector who showed off his power in front of him had only one shoe left.
"Are there stowaways?" Several uniformed policemen came up, but the Tokyo police were very efficient and engaged in surrounding young people for less than 15 minutes.
At this time, the tall and thin young man was intercepting the taxi with his travel bag.
But when the taxi driver saw his fierce appearance, they all stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.
The tall and thin one was impatient. Suddenly, his body flashed and he directly raised the back of a taxi with one hand!
The car was spinning the rear wheel in vain, but it could not move forward.
"Cre down! If I were in China, I would definitely sue you to refuse to carry it!" The tall and thin man shook the car and lifted it, which scared the driver out of the door!
The thin and tall young man finally showed his face. It was Zhang Bowen, the madman sent by Pan Hongsheng to carry out the task.
As soon as he came to this land, he seemed to compete with everyone. After scaring the taxi driver away, he didn't care about the surrounding police cars, and the vehicles rampaged on the streets of Tokyo!
These Japanese are very good at a skill, that is, they can also calmly leave room to bow on narrow and crowded streets.
The two old men were bowing when they met, and suddenly screamed and ran away.
Zhang Bowen's car hit the wall heavily and finally stopped his crazy journey.
"Mom, Japanese cars are unreliable! The cars used in this country are made of this material!" Zhang Bowen looked at the stricken front cover, scolded and took out the bag and went away.
The police car had been thrown away for a long time, and the helicopter did not lock the agile Zhang Bowen. They all gathered in front of the crashed taxi and seemed to be very annoyed.
When Zhang Bowen saw people all over the street, he felt a little puzzled: What day is this?
Look at the many snacks on the surrounding streets, and look at the banner: Food Festival?
He remembered the Japanese girl he and Pan Hongsheng met last time, but he couldn't remember her name. He sat at a barbecue stall with a round stomach and drank some sake.
After being full of wine and food, Zhang Bowen took out rmb.
Unexpectedly, the store actually accepted this currency and even nodded: "Well, it's not troublesome to exchange."
Because the rmb face value that Zhang Bowen found is dozens of times higher than the price of what he eats.
"Shopkeeper, how can I get to Osaka?" Zhang Bowen vaguely remembered that the girls he knew should be living in Osaka.
"Osaka?" The shopkeeper was stunned: "It's best to take a plane..."
"Forget it!" At this time, the half-drunk Zhang Bowen's mind was chaotic, and the blood demon's arrogance came up again. He smiled and picked up something to eat on the food street.
Everyone thought that this was a crazy or mentally abnormal person, and they didn't dare to argue with him.
In fact, the real Japanese people are very afraid of things.
A few years ago, a Chinese once saw something that happened on the tram. A drunkard of about forty or fifty places was rude and beat and scolded young people on the tram, but none of those strong young people dared to compete with it.
Obviously, Japan has a heavy concept of generation, but on the other hand, the degree of femininization of modern Japanese young people is not much better than that of young people in China.
Zhang Bowen was very comfortable to eat and drink. He didn't know that he had been surrounded.
"Mr. Aomori, the target is at the food festival," a masked man whispered to the phone with a pair of men in the same outfit, "We can take his life at any time!" Now he is like a drunken cat!"
"What are you talking about?" Suddenly, an arm suddenly put on his shoulder, and a strong smell of alcohol sprayed over: "You are so tall, who is a drunken cat?"
The masked man was stunned: Zhang Bowen didn't know when he came to them, and one hand had tightly grasped the leader's shoulder!
"It's bad!"
A crisp sound!
The masked man's shoulder was instantly crushed by great power! I fainted immediately.