Hot-Blooded: The villain is actually me

Treadmill...

Relaxed and slightly light footsteps sounded from outside the warehouse, followed by a figure in a white trench coat-style attack suit walking in from outside.

"Chief, the people of the Metropolitan Police Department have returned, and the police department who led the team said that he would search for the suspect in his area according to your request. "

Qianqing Zong, who had a split head and a clean face, stopped at the door of the warehouse and bent down towards the Ninth Dragon God from a distance and said.

Qianqing Zongguo's home accidentally caught fire, her sister Qian Chiyin was severely burned by the fire, and Qianqingzong himself was disfigured by the fire.

After the Ninth Dragon God subdued the Qianqing Sect, he said that he would arrange for their sisters and brothers to go to the peninsula for plastic surgery. However, Qian Chiyin's injury was too serious, even if he recovered a life after treatment, but his physical condition was not enough to undergo plastic surgery, so the Ninth Dragon God arranged for Qian Qingzong to go to the peninsula alone first, and the burn marks on his face were completely eliminated through surgery.

Although Qianqingzong's face cannot be looked at closely, if you look closely, you can still see the incongruity between the skins,

But it's still a perfect cosmetic surgery.

When Qianqingzong returned from the peninsula, the Ninth Dragon God was shocked and praised the uniqueness of the peninsula's plastic surgery industry.

Think of a certain tabletennis female player who forgot his ancestors and naturalized the peninsula, and the special head-changing technique is more explosive.

Aunt becomes a girl, and Doctor Peninsula asks you if you are convinced!

At this time, Muto Yasuhiro, who had already taken out the list of members of the Aimei-Loving Lord's middle school student team from Nobutaka Nagouchi's mouth, held a notepad in his left hand and Nobutaka Nagouchi, who had been beaten beyond recognition, walked back from the corner, threw away Nobutaka Nagouchi like a garbage, opened the notepad, tore off two pages of paper, and handed it to Manjiro Sano.

Sano Manjiro took the paper without looking at it, folded it and stuffed it into his pocket, and said to the surrounding cadres: "Except for Ah Qi, the rest of the cadres take your team and follow me!"

"Yes!"

Keisuke and the others nodded yes, and began to beckon their team to gather and prepare to set off for business.

Ah Xiao stared at Nobutaka Nagauchi who was lying motionless on the ground, his fists were clenched, and the anger in his heart was constantly burning.

"Ah Qi, you take Changnei and go with Qingzong. "

The Ninth Dragon God stepped forward and patted Ah Qiao's shoulder, and said, "If you really decide to do it, then don't hesitate." Qingzong will help you take care of everything, our brother of Dongxuan, if someone moves a finger, we will cut off one of each other's hands!"

Ah Yi's eyes flickered when he heard this, obviously the psychological struggle was very serious.

His chest began to rise and fall slightly, and after turning his head to glance at the Qianqing Sect who nodded towards him, he nodded heavily towards the Ninth Dragon God, and said with a firm face: "Big brother, I understand!"

"Okay, let's go about things when you get it. "

The Ninth Dragon God patted Ah Qiao's shoulder again and said softly.

Looking at the departing backs of Ah Yi and Qianqingzong, the Ninth Dragon God took out a cigarette box from his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it and slowly smoked it.

Under the smoke, his cold face was covered little by little.

............

"Stop!!"

"Why don't you run to kill you again!!"

"People over here!!"

"Go around and block him!!

On a commercial street in Shinjuku, a junior high school student wearing a white shirt and black uniform and pants was sweaty, lost one of the shoes on his feet, his breath was whirring like a windmill, and he ran forward desperately.

Behind him, there were five or six rioters wearing black special attack suits and fierce and evil faces, who were chasing after him with a dead bite less than ten meters behind.

The whistling wind in his ears and all kinds of cursing sounds continued to reach the ears of the middle school student, and he was anxious and panicked at this time, wishing that he would grow one more leg.

He couldn't understand why he was suddenly chased and killed by the East Swastika of the Ten Thousand Servants Empire on his way home from school.

He knows about the recent conflict between his own team and Dongshuang, but even if it is a fight, Dongshuang does not go to his own team, what is he doing with this little miscellaneous soldier?!

Under the fear in his heart, the steps under the feet of the middle school student began to become messy, and after running forward for more than ten meters, finally a careless, his feet stirred each other, and the whole person directly smashed heavily on the cement floor, and the hard ground suddenly knocked out his nose and mouth with blood.

"Ugh! It hurts!!"

The junior high school student lay on the ground, covering his mouth and nose with his hands in pain, and burst into tears.

"Woohoo~"

"Hoo ~ Hoo

"Oh, the little cub can run!!"

"Run! Run another one for Uncle!!"

"Miscellaneous!"

The members of the Eastern Swastika who caught up all supported their knees with their hands, their faces were red, their lips were white, their foreheads were covered with bean-sized sweat, and their faces were gloomy and angry at the middle school students on the ground, panting heavily in their mouths while cursing and cursing.

After adjusting his breathing, although his chest was still violently heaving, his body was most regained some strength, so he stepped forward and kicked the head of the junior high school student on the ground, and then stepped on the head of the junior high school student with the soles of his feet, and asked sharply: "Miscellaneous cultivation, are you Mikawa in Shinjuku No. 6?!ah!"

"Hmm... No, I'm not! I'm not!!"

Do you think Lao Tzu is an idiot?!!ah!!"

"Bang!"

"Ahhh!! I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I am! I am!! Don't fight!"

A few feet down, the middle school student who originally wanted to fool through immediately rolled around with his head in his hands, and quickly opened his mouth to beg for mercy, although he didn't know what the people of Dongswasti were looking for himself, but as long as he stopped beating him now, he could do anything.

"Tetetsu Shizaki is your head, right?!Where are the others?Where do they live?!Which middle school?!"

The member of the Eastern Swastika leaned down, reached out and grabbed the middle school student's hair and pulled it upward, and asked sharply.

The middle school student whose scalp was pinched and pained quickly exclaimed, and said in his mouth: "It hurts... Pain... I don't know! I don't know! I'm just a regular member! I don't know anything!"

"Another piece of waste!"

When the members of the Eastern Swastika heard this, their faces suddenly turned ugly, and the members of the Eastern Swastika who moved their hands even smashed the head of the middle school student heavily on the ground, and the back of their heads and the ground made a loud noise.

"Didi Didi!"

"Hey!!

Just as the members of the East Swastika wanted to ask something more, a series of short whistles sounded,

A patrolman in a blue uniform, carrying a baton in one hand and a whistle in the other, ran towards this side as he blew it.

"Withdraw !!"

"Run!!"

Seeing this, the members of the Eastern Swastika immediately ran away, and disappeared into the crowd in a blink of an eye.

When the patrolman ran over here, he was left alone with a junior high school student rolling his eyes on the ground.