In Tokyo, even the most fierce dragon is afraid of the hatchet

Kitajima Masao was also stunned for a moment, and when he reacted his face became very distorted, and he slapped the woman in the face.

"Bitch, you lowly sow, how dare you do such a stupid thing? Don't you know they are trash niggers?"

"You are discriminating. You cannot discriminate against my friends. I will sue you for racial discrimination."

"Bitch! Sow, you actually want to be friends with a nigger? How can the Yamato nation have a stupid pig like you!!"

Kitajima Masao was furious and kicked the woman out.

But even when she was beaten, this woman still said: "Love knows no borders. They are so pitiful because they are exploited by European and American countries!"

"Bagayalou! You stupid sow, can't you tell the difference between a human and an ape? Black people have been uncivilized for thousands of years. What does this have to do with America? You are a bitch..."

clap clap clap!

Kitajima Masao was obviously furious.

He slapped her again and again, still not feeling satisfied, and finally kicked the woman so hard that she flew more than two meters away and hit the wall, fainting.

At this time, some men searched out some things from the house.

It turned out to be a job application form for a kindergarten, with a photo of a black person on it.

Kitajima Masao felt like he was going crazy. He took off his clothes, grabbed a chair and smashed it on the unconscious woman.

After smashing for several minutes, he finally remembered his mission and quickly bowed and said, "Sir Nagano, I'm sorry! Kitajima lost his composure!"

"Well done, this bitch is so despicable, she actually sent a nigger to the kindergarten. If you didn't do anything, I would have done it!"

"Ha Yi! What should we do with these two niggers?"

How to do?

Looking at the two black men kneeling on the ground, Nagano Nao felt a deep disgust and brutality in his heart.

Shini Jamal Bauman and Thomas Buchanan were already frightened when they found Nao Nao there. When they saw him taking the steel pipe from someone, they screamed wildly, "What are you doing?"

"Don't come over here, we are foreigners!"

Hearing the two people's fierce roar, Nagano Nao laughed instead. He asked curiously, "I heard that you have a profession called bird hunter in Africa that makes a lot of money. Why do you want to come to Japan?"

"Wat?" Zhini Jamal Bauman said with obvious confusion. In Africa, there are cheetah hunters and elephant hunters, but he has never heard of bird hunters.

Nagano Nao was also confused, because he clearly remembered that customs seized thousands of birds at one time!

I feel inexplicably angry.

"Sure enough, he is just a lazy nigger who only knows how to eat and do nothing. He has hands and feet but doesn't work. He only knows how to steal and rob. He doesn't even know how to hunt birds?"

"You're being racist."

"Freedom is the nature given to us black people by God. You cannot insult us!"

"Fuck your racism, I never discriminate against anyone."

"Ah! What are you doing? Don't come over here, or we'll go back and complain to the embassy about you!"

"I warn you to calm down, otherwise you won't be able to afford a diplomatic incident!"

Chapter 100: Scared to death (Thanks to the leader 'I just came to read the original version')

Diplomatic incident?

How dare you threaten me?

Still think you are a foreigner!!

"Fuck your diplomatic incident!!"

"Don't you know that I've wanted to kill you bastards for a long time?"

Nagano Nao was furious. The company had already hinted that the matter could be handled casually and the Metropolitan Police Department would not have any objections, so there was no need to worry at all.

He picked up the steel pipe and smashed it hard on Zhini Jamal Bauman's arm.

The screams, like those of a pig being slaughtered, pierced the eardrums and made people feel particularly excited. Especially the force that rebounded from the hands, made people feel as if their pores were opened.

So cool!!

All the blood in the body is flowing faster.

This scream seemed to ignite certain cells in the body, making people instantly excited.

Nagano Nao was immediately excited.

He was smashing the steel pipe wildly, and the screams were endless, but to the ears it sounded like DJ music, which made people's blood boil.

This one still works well.

Nagano Nao smashed it three times, and his cursing turned into crying.

"Ah! Stop hitting me! I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Please, stop hitting us. We really know we are wrong. Please spare our lives!"

“…”

Zini Jamal Bauman and Thomas Buchanan were obviously not tough guys. Their snot and tears mixed with blood, and they looked extremely miserable as they cried bitterly.

The two of them begged and kowtowed, with tearful eyes filled with hope. If the Virgin Mary came, perhaps she would be moved.

pity.

Nagano Nao is not a saint.

This guy seems to have really become abnormal since he became a Benzi.

Looking at the pitiful and miserable appearance of the two people, I didn't feel pity, but actually felt very happy and excited.

It was as if something in my heart was released. My whole body was full of energy and my blood was boiling. Even the depressed mood caused by Ikeda recently disappeared.

A deep excitement lingers in my heart.

Another hard blow from him.

The sharp edges on the steel pipe cut the flesh like a knife, and the red meat that turned out was stained with blood. It was obviously disgusting, but it was like a stimulant, making people feel refreshed all over.

It took five or six minutes.

The screams became quieter and quieter, leaving only the faint sound of breathing.

Only then did Nagano Nao realize that he was tired and was breathing heavily.

The two people on the ground had already been completely unrecognizable, with swollen eyelids, lips as big as sausages, and their entire faces, at first glance, looked like two huge gorilla heads.

Nagano Nao was so happy now.

It was as if she had completely reached the climax and was breathing heavily.

The man threw away the steel pipe, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and felt so damn comfortable as the nicotine circulated in his body.

Kitajima Masao asked tentatively: "Are we going to hand them over to the police station now?"

"I heard that some people like to eat grilled chicken." Nagano Nao exhaled a puff of smoke, as if he was just playing a romantic role afterwards, with a relaxed look on his face.

Kitajima Masao was stunned for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Are you from Guangdong?"

“Do you know Guangdong?”

"How could you not know Guangdong? Guangdong people are terrible. I heard they eat a black man every day."

"Nani?"

"This...I just heard about it!"

"Wake them up."

"Hayi!"

Kitajima Masao asked someone to fetch water.

When the water was poured on the heads of the unconscious Zini Jamal Bauman and Thomas Buchanan, they slowly opened their eyes.

It was just that his mouth was swollen like a sausage and he couldn't make any sound except whimpering.

"I heard that in Africa you have a very good kind of criminal law, which is to confiscate the tools used to commit crimes. It must be very exciting."

Nagano Nao squatted down and said with a smile.

This guy used to be quite handsome, but when he smiled, the bright red scar on his face looked particularly evil and hideous, like a centipede.

As if they had seen some horrible monster, Zini Jamal Bauman and Thomas Buchanan's eyes almost popped out and they tried to move their bodies in deep fear.

Unfortunately.

The joints of his limbs were all broken, so there was no way he could run away.

The two men twisted their bodies desperately, but they only left a trail of blood on the floor.

Nagano Nao slowly raised his foot with an extremely perverted and cruel smile on his face. His movements were very, very slow, giving people a serious sense of distortion as if time and space had stagnated.

Zhini Jamal Bauman noticed where his feet were aimed, and his eyes almost bulged out with deep despair and madness.

But it's no use.

The smell of urine instantly filled the living room.

Then a pool of disgusting liquid flowed down to his feet.

Nagano Nao was so disgusted that he quickly jumped away from the spot.

Zhini Jamal Bauman secretly thanked his lucky stars that he was scared to death and was out of danger for the time being. He began to breathe heavily.

suddenly.

His eyeballs suddenly popped out.

Then there was a crazy howling sound like a pig being slaughtered.

It turned out that Kitajima Masao didn't mind the dirt and actually stepped on it hard.

It was as if they heard a sound of something breaking. Except for Thomas Buchanan, who was almost scared to death and was trying desperately to move his body, everyone else looked like they had eaten the sourest plum, with their mouths twisted and grinning, looking extremely uncomfortable.

But then there was another scream, and the entire living room fell completely silent.

Nagano Nao took off his blood-stained suit and wiped it roughly, then looked at the two guys who were already dying and took out his business card and handed it to them.