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Chapter 55: Reconciliation

The bodies of these ninja assassins in the Lin family were quickly cleaned up. It has to be said that the police are quite skilled in collecting corpses, and they can be called skilled jobs, but if they want them to deal with ninjas, it will not work. As the saying goes, each performs his duties, and kills people with skilled jobs, and collects corpses with skilled jobs.

Only when the division of labor is clear can we achieve twice the result with half the effort. Chen Yuyang is quite sure about this. What he is even more certain is that if these corpses are air-carred to Kyoto and six places, the old men on them will have some unusual reactions, and this matter is quite certain.

So he did not turn these guys into pieces of yellow sand like on Shanghai Street. These corpses are still useful. How much effect can be used depends on how the above views this matter. However, Chen Yuyang's attitude was already very obvious, and he was angry this time.

The last time the ninja assassin's body was at least intact, and the sniper was also intact, but now the bodies of these assassins are already split. Such a small detail is enough to express Chen Yuyang's anger. Now Chen Yuyang's status and reputation are the old man above to consider his attitude. When it is time to take action, he must take action, otherwise it will be difficult to calm down.

Moreover, the corpse was transported to six places first, and it was probably Zhang Hao who jumped up first. According to Zhang Hao's personality, I don't know how to arrange this matter, so that everyone in the world knows that once public opinion is flooded, it is also a kind of pressure, so it is always inconvenient to do things under this pressure.

On the one hand, we must take into account Chen Yuyang's mood, and on the other hand, we must take into account the emotions of the people. No matter which country, no country will allow heroes of their own country to be assassinated again and again, which will arouse an indelible anger. However, Chen Yuyang will not be so stupid that he does anything with this anger.

After all, the people are the most ruthless people. No matter how many things you have done, they cannot be more important than their family’s food, rice, oil and salt. They are forgetful and they are ruthless. In just two months, everyone will no longer be angry about such things, because they are worried about when there will be no rice in their house and when there will be no salt to cook.

Just the second day after Chen Yuyang was assassinated, some rumors were already coming out, fragmented, but they could also explain some problems. The spread of rumors is always much faster than the righteous news, because the rumors have already spread before these corpses arrived in Kyoto.

Among these rumors, there is someone who cannot be as mentally as usual. He is very anxious and worried. He keeps living in the presidential suite of a luxurious hotel, rubbing his palms, and his uneasy emotions can be seen on his face. He keeps standing up and sitting down, and he will walk and smoke, and there is an inexplicable melancholy in the room.

Soon, the door of the room opened, and the driver of the big back appeared in front of him. The mouth was still high by Li Weiguo's slap, which was a little funny and ridiculous. There was a plaster on the corner of his mouth. He felt a heart-wrenching pain when he spoke, but he still had to discuss some things with his master.

"How is it? Is there any reaction in Kyoto?" Liu Mingchuan asked nervously.

The driver shook his head helplessly, and the corners of his mouth twitched again with pain, and said, "Boss, we have already established relationships with the Duanmu family, the Bai family, and even the Song family in Kyoto, but their attitude is very firm. They don't want to interfere in this matter, so let's talk to Chen Yuyang!"

Liu Mingchuan's body sat heavily on the bed again, flicked it, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground hard, and roared: "This group of damn old foxes know that they smiled brightly when they get the money. When it comes to really letting them do their business, they can't help at all. It's so angry that I'm so angry!"

"Boss, are we going to cut off Duanmu's family's share? That old guy is going to go down anyway!" The driver smiled a little badly, and he was full of bad intentions. However, his attention was very stupid, so Liu Mingchuan immediately muttered: "Damn it, don't talk nonsense here, you should still give it to Duanmu's share. The Duanmu family is deeply rooted in Kyoto, and it is always good to curry favor with them!"

"Yes!" The driver nodded with dissatisfaction.

The slave can never surpass his master, otherwise he will not be a slave, but a master. So sometimes, he will have some stupid ideas. However, Liu Mingchuan is still relatively wise, and he is not blinded by anger and makes a wise choice.

If there were no such dry stocks to support the Liu family, the Liu family would almost be paralyzed. Not to mention that their business in the mainland was not good, their business in Hong Kong would also have a great impact. Therefore, he had to serve the old foxes above, otherwise a big thing would happen. At that time, the one who died would not be his own son, but countless people from the Liu family.

He silently made a fuss, then said with a different look: "How are those two? Is there any news?"

"The Duanmu family has already contacted him, but those two people who don't like money have no choice but to see the situation. However, the meaning revealed in the Duanmu family's words is very clear. The two old men should have no choice now. The boy named Chen is too vigorous now, so it is difficult to suppress it!"

"What about the Bai family?"

"The Bai family is even more amazing. The old man of the Bai family said he was sick and everything was pushed to Bai Jingqi. Bai Jingqi was smiling and gave us the benefits, and just said waiting for the news. I guess there was no way to do it. I was obedient. Chen Yuyang has been operating in Jiangnan for several years. It seems like a iron plate here, and even Zhong Zhen can't do anything to him!"

"What did that old guy in Zhongzhen say?"

"Zhong Zhen's meaning is very simple. We ask us to give money to Chen Yuyang. It seems that we can only go to him for this matter!"

"Yes!" Liu Mingchuan nodded, no longer talking, but just smoked a cigarette silently. He had scolded his youngest son who was causing trouble in his heart for many times. After all, he was caused by this matter. If he had not been so arrogant, how could someone catch the handle?

In fact, he also figured it out now. If Chen Yuyang dared to ask him to look for people everywhere in this way, he would definitely have confidence. This is to make all his thoughts and make him work hard for him in the future. This young man is terrible, terrible. Moreover, the tape about his young son using a gun and assassinating him should still be in his hands. If he is unhappy, he will destroy his family.

After sighing heavily, Liu Mingchuan shook his head helplessly and said, "You go and call Sun Yipeng. Tonight I want to have an appointment with Chen Yuyang again and ask him to think of a solution, don't be reluctant to spend money, give me the money I should spend. This matter is a bit difficult!" hf();
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