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Six Volumes of Conquest Chapter 205: Murderous Intent (please recommend Honghua)

Yamamoto Kumago quickly walked to the door and shouted to Yamamoto Sakurako who had not gone far: "Sakurako, please accompany Mr. Zhang to visit around, I will go to my father's place."

Sakurako Yamamoto stopped when she heard the sound, agreed crisply, and walked back with small steps on her wooden clogs.

Yamamoto Kumago bowed to Zhang Yang and left: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." After saying that, he strode away. Sakurako Yamamoto stood hunched outside the living room door, waiting for Zhang Yang. After Zhang Yang walked out, she followed Zhang Yang half-step behind with a smile on her face, and softly explained the villa area to Zhang Yang. Its origins and where are the sights worth seeing.

This villa area has many similarities with Zhang Yang's villa. They are both close to the seaside, and the yard is full of flowers, plants and trees. It's just that the Yamamoto family owns a group of villas, and the one that Zhang Yang owns is just an independent one.

Under the bright sunshine, the two of them walked slowly along the forest path. The sea breeze brought a slight coolness and a faint salty smell.

Yamamoto Sakurako doesn't speak much, and sometimes she just quietly shows off her roots behind her. When Zhang Yang approached the carved railing on the east side of the villa along the path and stood looking at the sea, Yingzi also stopped and stood by the railing.

"I like the autumn season best, because only at this time the sky and sea water are the bluest." Yingzi leaned slightly closer to Zhang Yang and said softly in a sweet voice.

Through several layers of thin kimono fabrics, Zhang Yang could still feel the fullness and firmness of Sakurako's breasts. "This girl is not wearing a bra." This was the first feeling that came to her arms.

"What does Miss Yingzi usually do?" Zhang Yang did not avoid Yingzi's body, but asked lightly looking ahead. In the general Sopranos, women are often marginalized. Even the wives and daughters of gang members can only receive slightly higher treatment than servants, and sometimes they become tools for other gang members' sexual pleasure. Yingzi's family is very prominent in the gang, and I don't think this situation will happen to Yingzi.

Sakurako smiled gracefully: "My fiancé and I are both lawyers, but Zangping-kun is usually in charge of the office. I have more free time."

No way, the daughter and prospective son-in-law of a mafia boss are lawyers? This job, Zhang Yangxin said, I understand, this is really a good profession. When the family has something that needs to be settled through legal means, if you have a daughter and son-in-law, you don't need to hire anyone else.

A gust of sea breeze blew, Yingzi's body trembled slightly, and she got closer to Zhang Yang. "Well, let's go back. I think Miss Yingzi feels a little cold." Zhang Yang said with a smile. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard slight footsteps behind him.

Turning around, he saw a dozen strong men wearing black clothes and veils standing behind the two people. The crescent-moon samurai swords in their hands shone coldly in the sunlight.

Zhang Yang frowned slightly and saw Yingzi standing next to him with her mouth wide open in surprise, showing a confused look.

Zhang Yang gently stretched out his hand to stop Yingzi behind him, and said calmly: "I never thought that robbers would show up in the house of the underworld godfather." Before he finished speaking, the person floated into the crowd like light smoke, and then With a wave of his palm, a samurai sword had already reached Zhang Yang's hand. Then he turned around and three heads covered with black gauze fell to the ground in a rain of blood.

Amidst Sakurako Yamamoto's screams, she slashed forward and backward with her samurai sword, causing seven more people's heads to fly away. Seeing that the situation was not good, the remaining man in black turned around and ran away. The samurai sword in Zhang Yang's hand turned into cold lightning and shot out. With a "dou" sound, he took the man's body more than ten meters away and nailed it to a pine tree. Among the eleven people, his death was the best. At least he left a complete body without a head.

When the last man in black let out his last wailing sound in the world, the screaming Sakura also lay limply on the ground.

As soon as Zhang Yang walked over and hugged Sakurako's limp body, Yamamoto Kumago appeared in front of Zhang Yang with seven or eight people.

"Damn, what's going on?" Yamamoto Kumago roared angrily. After seeing the bloody scene in front of him clearly, Xiong Wu, who had been dealing with blood all day long, couldn't help but retched.

He walked up to the man in black who was nailed to the tree by Zhang Yang, raised his hand and took off the black gauze covering the man's face. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and shouted in a low voice: "Ghost team? Father?" "What are you doing this for?"

"No reason, just because he is Chinese." Following the words, a thin-looking old man wearing a wide blue kimono, white cotton socks and wooden clogs appeared in front of Zhang Yang and others. "Young man, your kung fu is pretty good. Now can you tell me what exactly you wanted to do in r?"

Zhang Yang smiled lightly and said: "Your kung fu is not bad, at least it is much better than your son." Lao Yamamoto's expression suddenly changed, and then returned to normal. "Who are you?"

"Ordinary Chinese people, I came here to discuss something with your son." Zhang Yang said with a smile.

Yamamoto Kumago pointed to his nose and asked in surprise: "Looking for me?"

Old Yamamoto snorted: "Idiot, he's here to see Xiong Er." After a pause, Old Yamamoto stared at Zhang Yang with squinted eyes and said, "If I guess correctly, you are here for the daughter of the Tanaka family. "

Zhang Yang raised his thumbs up: "Old man is awesome, you guessed it right." Old Yamamoto smiled faintly, and then his face turned cold: "Don't forget, this is Japan."

Zhang Yang laughed: "Since I dare to come here, I don't care where this place is. My purpose is very simple, and I don't want to kill too many people."

Old Yamamoto raised his right hand and waved it gently. A group of people suddenly emerged from the woods and grass behind him. "Young man, you are very arrogant. I dare not boast about other things. There are still many people who are not afraid of death under my Yamamoto Masae. Can you kill them all?"

Yamamoto Kumago whispered: "Father"

"Shut up, go and take your sister over. This young man won't use your sister as a hostage." Yamamoto Masae roared majestically.

Yamamoto Kumago didn't dare to say anything else. He took two steps forward and slowly approached Zhang Yang. In Yamamoto Kumago's heart, he was eager for Zhang Yang to take Yingzi as a hostage. He knew how powerful his father's 300 ghost guards were. Old Yamamoto now gave all the power to Yamamoto Kumago, except for the ghost guards, which were still firmly in his hands.

When Yamamoto Kumago was still seven or eight meters away from Zhang Yang, a faint smile suddenly appeared on Zhang Yang's face.

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