Sister, you miss me

The locomotive roared and the lights were so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

"Sir, be careful."

It is the two women together, tacitly don't want it.

Yang Feng's complexion changed slightly, and the two women were behind him.

The two drivers slammed the accelerator, lifted the front wheel, and the locomotive rushed towards Yang Feng.

At the same time, the drivers behind are also ready.

Looking at the two locomotives running like a fierce horse, Yang Feng narrowed his eyes.

With his arms stretched out, he grasped the front wheels of the two cars at the same time, and in this way, the car and the people were supported.

Let the two bombard the throttle in the air.

The people in the car yelled and brought the throttle to the end, but they were all dead.

Moriguchi and the others were shocked, two heavy motorcycles, plus two people, how much weight this young man has to have.

It's really hard to beat the mountains!

Yang Feng didn't feel Senkou's thoughts, shaking his wrist, and threw the man with the car out and hit the two cars behind.

This time, the lethality was quite strong, and only one person stood in front of Moriguchi.

Yang Feng walked step by step, the servant trembling, but holding a nunchaku: "Don't, don't come over."

"Huhuhaha, use nunchaku!"

"Ah? Heroes spare your life! The little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai."

The servant actually kneeled.

Seeing Yang Feng smiling like a devil, Moriguchi couldn't hold on anymore, stepped into the car that started up, lifted the front of the car and fled.

"Use the nunchaku."

I saw the nunchaku swiping a few times in Yang Feng's hands, and then spinning out.

In the next moment, Moriguchi fluttered from the front like a horse stumbled.

It flew out seven or eight meters, rolled seven or eight times, and was more than 20 meters away from where the motorcycle fell to the ground.

The bloodied guy could actually get up, but he glanced at Yang Feng, and then fell to the ground.

"Why, run if you can't beat it?"

Yang Feng walked to the front and asked whether it was salty or not.

"Since you can't run, you have to kill you, just listen to it."

Yang Feng didn't say anything, but Nomoto Jiro suddenly rushed out, jammed Moriguchi's neck with his hands, pressed it against his body, and greeted Moriguchi's bloody and bloody face like rain with his fists.

After a few moments, Senkou was out of air and less air.

And the only one, Ma Tsai, who was not hurt at all, was already scared silly at the moment.

For a long time, Nomoto Jiro was tired and cried.

Yang Feng squatted down: "Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Nomoto Jiro suddenly kowtowed at Yang Feng.

Yang Feng hurriedly supported: "Uncle, don't, thank you for this matter today, we are the one who caused you, and I have to forgive you."

Junko Liusheng also came to the front: "Yes, uncle, you are a good person, I will be responsible for the loss here today."

Nomoto Jiro shook his head, raised a pair of tearful eyes and looked at Junko Yanagi, his eyes full of affection.

With such an expression, Junko Liu Sheng also frowned.

"Hey, regarding the loss, I think the Speeding Party will be responsible."

Yang Feng interrupted, then looked at Jiro Nomoto, "Uncle, are you on your mind?"

Nomoto Jiro glanced at Yang Feng, covered his face with his hands, and cried again, and then said, "Meiya, Dad has taken revenge for you. Rest in peace!"

It turned out to be a sad story.

Nomoto Miya, the only daughter of Nomoto Jiro, the father and daughter depend on each other.

The daughter Nomoto Jiro said was as young and beautiful as Junko Yanagi.

However, confidant beauty is a disaster.

Because I helped myself to do a small business and made public appearances, I was missed by the Speeding Party.

In the end, a gang of members headed by Moriguchi was defiled.

Nomoto Miya couldn't think about it, and jumped into the sea.

Nomoto Jiro has always wanted revenge, but he has no chance. He knows that if he is impulsive, he will not only be unable to revenge, but he will also catch up with himself.

Nothing to himself, but his daughter can't die in vain, he wants to let these scumbags taste the pain.

Today, I finally got what I wanted.

"It turns out that all the sins are inexcusable.

Yang Feng looked at Jiro Nomoto, "Otherwise, let's pay a tooth for a tooth and blood for blood, and throw them into the sea one by one."

Nomoto Jiro looked up at Yang Feng with a look of confidence.

Why, a young man who has never known his life wants to help him like this, is there still justice between the world and the earth, and there is a knight who is not equal to each other?

After all, Nomoto Jiro shook his head. Although his daughter was gone, he was full of anger, but after all, he was an honest person, killing and destroying the dead, for him, it was still a very distant matter.

Yang Feng was not joking. He could not guard Nomoto Jiro for the rest of his life. The Speed ​​Clan members suffered a big loss today, and they are bound to find the place back in the future.

If they find themselves, they have nothing to fear, but social scum, who are bullies and fears of hardship, will only look for soft persimmons.

Therefore, stay alive and have endless troubles.

"Then who, come here."

Yang Feng rushed to the guy who showed the nunchaku. That kid was unscathed among all of them, and he didn't know if he was lucky or unfortunate.

After sifting the chaff with his legs, it took a long time before the kid bit the bullet and came to Yang Feng.

"Sir, my name is Ono Masata. Just call me Ono."

"Ono, I have something to ask you, you'd better answer honestly."

"Don't dare to hide."

"Are you all from the Speed ​​Car Party here?"

"Yes!"

"I decided to throw you all into the sea."

"Huh?" Ono knelt down again and waved his hands again and again: "No, no!"

"Give a reason."

Ono began to cry that he was an orphan and grew up in an orphanage. He had not graduated from Waseda University and had just joined the Speeding Party for only a week.

The meaning is obvious, he is also a hard-working man, and I hope Yang Feng will give him a chance to reform.

Yang Feng looked at Xiao Ye's pupils, his gaze was as real, and Xiao Ye shouldn't lie.

However, this is not enough.

"Ono, aren't you an orphan? From now on, Nomoto Jiro will be your father, and you will give him his retirement."

"Sir, I agree." Does Ono dare not agree?

But Jiro Nomoto was not satisfied: "Sir, the twisted melon is not sweet!"

Yang Feng shook his head: "Uncle, don't care too much. The relationship between father and son can be cultivated slowly! Ono, I hope you will perform well."

"Sir, please rest assured, I must behave well."

Yang Feng nodded: "In this way, do one thing first."

After hearing Yang Feng's request, Ono gritted his teeth, picked up the iron nunchaku, and smashed the ankles of the members of the Speeding Party one by one.

Suddenly, screams screamed.

Yang Feng followed up with a call and called Coffin Long.

After hanging up, he smiled at the two women, "Let's continue eating."

After all, like a juggling, he took out a bottle of Erguotou in his pocket.

The three of them sat down again, and Nomoto Jiro graciously entertained him. If it weren't for Yang Feng, he wouldn't know when his feud would be repaid.

However, Nomoto Jiro didn't understand how to deal with these disabled people.

Also not understood are Ono Masata and two girls.

However, Yang Feng did not say, they were not easy to ask.

At this moment, Yang Feng touched them with white wine.

Junko Yanagi said: "I didn't expect that so many things happened to my husband during this inspection. I thought I would be able to have a healthy meal tonight, but I didn't expect something to happen."

Junko Yanagi gave a wry smile: "Sir, Junko respects you."

Yang Feng raised the wine bottle: "Beautiful, let's go together."

"Ok."

Yang Feng poured half a bottle in one breath and said, "Junzi, although we are close together, since this project is a bidding by companies all over the world, and we have also stated the three-public policy, then it must be done. "

Junko Yanagyu smiled softly: "Don't worry, I won't let my husband be embarrassed. This time my husband helped me merge the Fujiwara family business. The strength of Yanagyu Construction Engineering is not a step up, even if it is objectively speaking, our cooperation is possible. Sex is still great."

Yang Feng smiled: "Tomorrow, I will leave."

"So fast?"

"Why, I can't bear it!" Yang Feng touched Junko Liu's little hand, "The itinerary has already been arranged. The next stop is the German Construction and Engineering Company in Germany."

"Sir, do you want to inspect their home?" Junko Liu's face changed slightly.

"what happened?"

"That's also a family business, but this family is very old and the largest German mafia."

"So what? We do legitimate business. Since they bid and they are indeed qualified, I will go over and take a look."

"Junko understands that her husband is a bold artist, but Junko still hopes that her husband will not be hurt in any way."

"rest assured."

At this time, the phone rang, an unfamiliar number, the international long-distance number is coming to Germany.

Yang Feng connected and asked, "Who?"

"Mr. Yang Feng? I am from Deutsche Construction Engineering. I will be responsible for receiving you during your inspection."

On the other end of the phone, the voice was very soft and sweet, I am afraid it was not a native.

"Hello, how do you call it."

"Agave."

"what?"

"You haven't heard, my name is tequila. I don't know if Mr. Yang Feng has tasted it."

Yang Feng smiled, this sentence was full of strong hints, so he said: "I haven't tasted it yet."

"I will let the husband taste it."

Hanging up, Yang Feng was still reminiscing about Tequila's words, and then his thoughts were interrupted by several car horns.

Several people turned their heads and saw two Toyota cars, two passenger and cargo vehicles, and a large flatbed truck.

A dozen big men came down from the car.

The coffin was on crutches and was brought over by Ono.

"Sir, miss."

Yang Feng waved his hand without looking at him, "Let's do something."

"understand."

"Wait, let Ono be with you."

In a blink of an eye, all the members of the Speeding Party carried passengers and cargo, the locomotive was put on a white car, and Ono was invited into the car.

This group of people whizzed in, whizzed away.

The blood on the ground was washed away, as if nothing had happened.

Nomoto Jiro knew that Yang Feng was not an ordinary person, but now it looks even more unusual.

He murmured: "Sir, am I dreaming?"

"Uncle, let him pass the past, and let Ono honor you in the future."

Nomoto Jirou wiped a tear, and suddenly asked, "Sir, where are you going to drag the Speed ​​Clan members?"

"Pull down the beach and throw it away."

Yang Feng's tone was indifferent, with dozens of lives, as if dozens of bags of garbage in his eyes.

Nomoto Jiro was chilled, but immediately thought that this gentleman would not only avenge himself, but also to eliminate the roots in such a way to prevent future troubles, and his heart was full of touch.