When you meet such a team, the police go up and die for nothing?

He decided to retire from illness now, at least he had to take a break for a while and let the newcomers take the blame.

The next moment, he picked up the teacup and drank water. Asobu took out the medicine bottle and spoke, "You have also seen that there is a problem with my heart and I need treatment and rest urgently. I will report it and ask for leave."

That's outrageous!

Why do so many bandits and murderers, suspected of being among the super soldiers, only fleece at Shinjuku, just fetch the wool in a large area?

In the 23 districts of Tokyo, who did I mess with whom?!

I will fire myself first. Because of so many years of hard work, I can't be ruthless to me, right? I'm talking about the key points, dismissal and prosecution are not a problem, but what I'm afraid of is investigation and prosecution.

The little policeman was stunned!

Aso Wu said expressionlessly, "You have a problem? OK, I will give you the right now to lead you to arrest and rob the gang of bandits that have been robbed for more than 3 billion yen in the Triad Association. How about it?"

The little policeman woke up cleverly, "No, no, how can I afford it? I'm just a civilian..."

The case must be solved when it is released. If it cannot be solved, the police department will be scolded. Even if it is to appease the public, someone will have to take the blame.

Director Aso, who wants to go to bed early, is such a fucking old fox.

As the colleagues who arrived at the scene first, most of the dead were shot and hundreds of people could not do anything to their opponents. They didn’t kill one or the other, and they didn’t leave one. This... You even handed the order to the Shinjuku Department’s criminal police department, and it was probably a group of guys who scattered them.

Either take sick leave or maternity leave, or some leave?

Everyone just pays to do things, so why do they fight against thugs of that level?

What I am even more afraid of is that you fight to the death, and you don’t even hurt a hair on the other person.

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The second floor of the abandoned large warehouse in Hengding.

The group of people gathered together to form a big circle, and they were counting money one by one. The thunder tiger Lei Yaoyang was also counting money with red eyes.

I snatched three wallets from the villa and waited for them to catch up with cars that were in trouble on another street, and sure enough, I found a lot of bags.

The money here is 10,000 yen, 5,000 yen, 2,000 yen, and 1,000 yen, and even a lot of coins.

In terms of the US, it is also a one-piece piece, and it looks greedy when you look at it.

This count is just a few hours, which is much more troublesome than the hundreds of three-way meetings of the horn and several police cars in Tutu, but no one here felt tired. In the end, it was roughly calculated that the total value of all the money was 180 million Hong Kong dollars?!

The trumpet took a big sip of Lafite, and his face turned redder than red wine. "Damn, when I went to the car to grab money, I knew someone was pretending to be dead. At that time, I was reluctant to kill him again. Now I see that it is indeed wise!"

"Hong Kong dollars of 180 million, you will be divided into 10% of your share, and the remaining five brothers will be divided."

Lei Yaoyang smiled like a chrysanthemums were in full bloom. He shivered when he thought of the trumpet's record.

When did this guy become like Dior? Five people were killed without any harm, and it was simply poisonous!
Chapter completed!