Huang Jun was somewhat surprised: "Wow, bro, your Japanese is pretty good. The interface and text messages are all in Japanese, can you understand them?"

"Okay."

The man smiled and said, "Normal communication is no problem; in fact, my Chinese is getting worse and worse."

"That's the case."

Huang Jun chuckled and took the man's phone directly: "Brother, I won't bother you. I'll add you on WeChat myself, then send me your sister's WeChat. Fifty thousand! Don't try to bargain with me!"

After Huang Jun finished speaking, he opened the man's phone and began operating it.

Completely unaware

At this point, the man had already deviated from the route indicated by the navigation.

We drove towards the increasingly dimly lit suburbs.

I focused on the operation for a few minutes.

Huang Jun chuckled, then returned the phone to the man and immediately transferred another 5 yuan.

Then I realized the route was a bit wrong.

So Huang Jun asked, puzzled, "Brother, why aren't you following the navigation? You're taking a longer route. You're not a taxi driver, why are you taking a longer route?"

"I've run this road before, so I know it pretty well."

The man finished speaking with a laugh, then stepped on the gas.

Then there was a loud "bang".

The Maybach was simply mounted on a tree stump by the roadside.

Huang Jun was speechless upon seeing this.

He rubbed his chest, which was aching from the seatbelt, and was about to burst into a tirade when...

Five equally burly men suddenly sprang out of the darkness, flung open the passenger door, and roared at Huang Jun, "Get out! Get out!"

"No, what's going on?"

Huang Jun panicked for a moment.

She hurriedly turned to look at the man beside her.

At this time,

The man happened to be looking out the window.

Huang Jun then noticed the tattoo that wasn't covered up inside the man's collar.

Damn it? !

Huang Jun let out a low cry of shock.

My body went limp with fear...

.......

Chapter 202 You might not survive, but if you do, call the police! (Begging for flowers, monthly tickets, and ratings!)

"Get out of the car! Get out of the car!"

"come out!"

While Huang Jun was still in a daze,

He was pulled out of the back seat by several strong arms.

then,

They simply tied his hands and feet with a few ropes and threw him on the ground.

Huang Jun was stunned.

Oh no!

I've been kidnapped!

What to do now?

Trading money for a life?!

Yes, let's trade money for life.

Anyway, I have plenty of money.

As long as I can get out alive, I can keep lying and making money.

and,

As long as I can walk alive

I reported the case to the police the next day.

The country is currently cracking down on organized crime and eliminating evil forces.

None of those who kidnapped me will escape!

After making up your mind,

Huang Jun immediately put on a mournful face and said in a fearful tone, "Brother, brother, let's talk, let's talk. You're here to ask for money, right? I have it, I have it..."

"money?!"

Matsushita Rokuichi, disguised as a designated driver, gave a cold smile.

He took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his tie and a few buttons on his shirt.

The tattoo on his chest was revealed.

Subsequently,

Matsushita Rokuichi swung his arm in a wide arc.

He delivered a heavy punch to Huang Jun!

"puff!"

The punch landed hard on Huang Jun's stomach.

Huang Jun immediately spat out acidic fluid after being hit.

Before Huang Jun could even catch his breath,

Panasonic's fists came crashing down like a storm.

"stop fighting……"

“Don’t hit…”

"stop fighting……"

Huang Jun cried out and begged for mercy repeatedly.

His entire body was covered in soot that there wasn't a single patch of healthy skin left.

A few minutes later,

Panasonic's June 1st event must have been a bit overheated.

Take off your shirt directly.

His body was covered in tattoos.

Huang Jun squinted and peeked, then immediately backed away in fright.

Damn it? !

That's fucking gangster tattoo!

what's the situation? !

What kind of person did I offend?!

Because I'm fascinated by Japanese culture,

Therefore, Huang Jun had indeed studied the Japanese underworld culture and the meaning of tattoos.

He was certain,

At this moment, Matsushita Rokuichi, covered in tattoos, was not only a member of the underworld, but also a very influential leader in the underworld, and possibly even the mastermind!

But Huang Jun just couldn't understand it.

How did I end up getting involved with the underworld?

Even if all the cosmetics he made were fake, he shouldn't have been beaten up like this!

"puff!"

After taking another heavy punch,

Huang Jun spat.

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