This aura is deadly

Although Masao Ozawa is an ordinary person, he is also a big boss. His little brother was dealt with by Chen Ke in an instant. He showed a surprised look at the moment of the incident, but soon calmed down.

"Oh... It seems that I have offended someone who should not be offended... In this case, I will tell you everything." Ozawa said.

"Your attitude changes too quickly. Are all you Risheng people like this?" Chen Ke said.

"There is an old saying in Feihuang, which is that he who knows the times is a hero." Ozawa smiled.

"In short, isn't that cowardly?" Chen Ke spread his hands.

"Mr. Chen, don't waste time talking to him, just let him tell you where Miss Shreli is." Shen Yun said righteously.

"Hey, hey, I don't know where she is either. I want to find her too." Ozawa retorted.

"Why did she come to Risheng? Why did she come to you? Tell me quickly." Chen Ke said.

"Tell her to loosen her feet. My chest is stuffy." Ozawa said. Shen Yun looked at Chen Ke, untied his feet and stood aside. Xiaoze straightened his collar, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, asking Chen Ke and Shen Yun to sit on the sofa opposite him.

He picked up a bottle of champagne from the table, unscrewed it, and poured it into three glasses from the side.

Chen Ke was not afraid of his tricks, so he sat on the sofa with Shen Yun, picked up the glass and drank it all.

"This is what happened..." Xiaoze recalled, while telling what happened a few days ago...

A few days ago...

11 o'clock in the evening.

The PR club was very quiet. The office workers who had been fucked by the capitalists for a day, and the rich bosses who were not short of money, were drinking and chatting with the PR ladies of different prices in the booths of different grades. The waiter walked between the booths with champagne, recording the additions of different tables.

The PR club of Risheng is not a brothel. You can't touch the PR ladies here, otherwise you will be loved by the Yakuza who cover the place and thrown out of the door.

Guests can only name the ladies of different price ranges, enter the booths, and then drink and chat with them. The billing of the PR ladies is calculated according to the time, and the price of the top ladies will naturally be very expensive.

The income of the PR ladies is linked to the consumption of the guests within the time period, so they will constantly lure guests to order, such as fruit plates, wine and various desserts. If you name the same lady many times, you may get the other party's phone number, and you may make an appointment to play privately, but in fact, those ladies are not fools.

As the owner of the nightclub, Ozawa Masao and several young heads in the group are sitting in the private room on the second floor at this time. There are also several PR ladies in the room, singing karaoke as entertainment.

At this time, a man pushed open the door, holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand, and stood at the door with an indifferent expression.

When they saw the gun, everyone in the room was stunned, and only the accompaniment music was still ringing.

The PR ladies screamed and quickly hid behind the sofa and squatted down. Several young heads and Ozawa didn't have guns in their hands. After a second of stunned silence, several young heads stood up and blocked Ozawa.

"Hey! Are you from the Akagi Society? You came to assassinate our leader? If you want to grab territory, fight openly on the street, bastard!" A young head yelled at the man.

The man at the door didn't say anything, raised his hand and fired two shots, breaking the young head's knee.

"Ah ah!!!" The young head screamed repeatedly, covered his knees and curled up on the ground, blood flowing all over the floor.

"I am Masao Ozawa, the leader of the Ozawa group of the Qingyun Society. Who are you? Tell me your name." Masao Ozawa asked while sitting on the sofa.

The man didn't say anything, looked at Ozawa with an indifferent face, and put the gun into the holster under his suit.

"His name is Chen Ke, and he's my man."

At this time, Shreli walked into the room from behind him. She was wearing a dark purple dress with suspenders and black stockings, a dark gold coat, a pair of purple high heels, long purple hair hanging in front of her chest, and a crystal necklace hanging on her snow-white neck.

"Who are you, woman? Do you know that this is my territory?" Ozawa stood up, not knowing who the two people in front of him were.

"I don't care whose territory this is, I just know that you know the information I want to know." Shreli smiled.

"Do you think a pistol can force me to tell you everything? You underestimate the Yakuza too much." Ozawa said.

Several young men pulled out the knives they carried with them, and they didn't seem to be afraid of pistols.

"No matter who you are, your beautiful body will probably be favored tonight. You asked for it!" Ozawa smiled.

Sreli glanced at Chen Ke beside him. He had no expression on his face, and his body did not move, just protecting his stiff posture.

"My man is very powerful. He will knock down anyone who wants to touch me, even without using a gun." Shreli laughed.

"Then let me see it. Hey! Kill that man!" Ozawa roared.

"Oh!!" The young heads immediately rushed towards Chen Ke.

Chen Ke, who was originally standing still, flashed purple light in his eyes, as if he was activated, and faced several young heads rushing over.

Chen Ke dodged the sharp knife, punched the man in front of him in the lower abdomen with his left fist, grabbed the back of his neck with his right hand, and threw him to another person. Then he blocked the knife stretched out by the young head on the left with his left hand, broke the bridge of his nose with his right fist, and kicked him in the calf, kicking him far away.

When it was empty, Chen Ke turned around and kicked it. He kicked Ruo's head that had just been punch to the karaoke dot table, and then quickly ran forward to grab the other's wrist and skimmed it. His joints were twisted so loudly that he knelt down with a grin on his face. He received a knife on his neck and passed out.

Before the last Ruotou had time to attack, in less than 7 seconds, three people were lying on the ground unable to move. Another one was holding his nose and squatting aside to breathe, with blood on his face.

He held the knife nervously and stared at Chen Ke, but the humiliation did not allow him to retreat, so he yelled and rushed towards Chen Ke.

"Aaaahhhhh!!!"

Chen Ke grabbed his knife-wielding hand with lightning speed, twisted it, snatched the knife away, inserted his backhand into his waist, then pushed him gently, and he lay on his side on the ground and stopped moving.

Only Ozawa and the three public relations girls were left in the room. The commotion upstairs alerted the thugs downstairs, and they ran over.

Shrili looked back at the door, snapped her fingers, and a purple transparent wall blocked the door.

"Ability user..." Ozawa took a deep breath and leaned on the sofa. In Sunrise, psykers are called espers, which literally means "people with powers."

"My dear, take a rest." Shrili walked up to Chen Ke, kissed his lips, and then looked at Ozawa.

Chen Ke returned to his motionless state, like a wax figure.

"Mr. Ozawa, there was no need for this, right?" Shrili asked.

Ozawa leaned on the sofa and nodded slowly. After a long time, he asked: "So... what is your name?"