People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

They were tied with iron chains, and the other ends of the chains were on several speedboats.

As soon as their strength is exhausted, they will sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Please... please ma'am... let them go..." Saburo Nitta's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled with fear, and even his teeth made chattering sounds.

"What now? Saburo Nitta, are you going to tell me... or not?" Kana Morisawa sat back on the sofa and crossed her beautiful legs.

The white curves revealed in the kimono matched with her bright red lips are captivating and charming.

"I...I..." Saburo Nitta kept gasping for breath.

But before he could hesitate for three seconds, a loud cry of "wah" was heard.

His grandson, Chizuru Nitta, was being lifted up by one foot by a man in black, and was being dragged towards the beach...

The small body was shaken by the swing.

"Wow...Grandpa..."

He naturally cried out for his grandfather who loved him the most.

The cry instantly broke down Saburo Nitta.

Boom, boom, boom! ! !

He banged his head against the floor frantically: "Please, ma'am, I'll tell you everything, I'll tell you everything... Let them go, I beg you!!!"

Blood began to flow, staining his white hair and beard red.

"Now I ask you, have I wronged you?" Kana Morisawa said lightly.

"No... Madam... I deserve to die. I was afraid that the organization would take away my money laundering business, so I concealed it from many big clients... My electronic account book USB flash drive is in the sand of the fish tank at home." Saburo Nitta's head kept hitting the floor. His head was already bloody and the tissue layer and the white bones on his forehead could gradually be seen.

"Grandpa... Grandpa... wah wah wah... Grandpa..." His grandson Chizuru Nitta was still crying and shouting in the iPad video. At the same time, the man in black had already walked into the sea.

The sea water wiped over the black man's knees.

The waves occasionally hit Chizuru Nitta's face.

After just a few steps, his face turned red from choking.

And in the distance, those dozen or so pairs of struggling hands had gradually sunk down.

"I've said it all, everything. Please, madam... please let them go." Nitta Saburo's eyes were filled with tears and blood as he wailed, "I deserve to die. Don't let my family suffer. I'm willing to have my abdomen cut open. Please, madam, spare them..."

But before Kana Morisawa could speak, the video on the iPad in front of her went black and ended.

Saburo Nitta's body trembled, and he tried hard to look at Kana Morisawa.

"Idiot, this is a filmed video, not a live broadcast..." Kana Morisawa said expressionlessly: "I can only promise you that I will bury you all together..."

"Ahhhhh... I will kill you..." Upon hearing this, Saburo Nitta's face was covered in blood, and he struggled like a madman, trying to pounce on Kana Morisawa.

呲呲.

Two sharp blade sounds were heard.

Two daggers sank into his palms, pinning him to the floor.

"Send him to meet his family." Kana Morisawa said coldly.

"Yes." The strong men in black behind said in unison.

And in the largest office of the Security Bureau.

Ying Hutao was lying in Fang Zuo's arms at this time.

The curtains in the office were drawn.

The door was also locked.

This beautiful policewoman is completely different from her usual cold appearance.

Her hands were around the man's neck.

She opened her little mouth and bit Fang Zuo's neck, first biting hard enough to leave teeth marks.

Then he playfully and gently stretched out his pink and soft pussy and licked the teeth marks.

Then she sucked out a strawberry with her red lips.

The two plump and round buttocks were being kneaded in the man's hands.

"I want to go to North America with you. I haven't been there yet." Yingkong Kurumi's beautiful face was red with afterglow: "I have saved up a lot of vacation time... take me with you..."

"I'm not going there to play." Fang Zuo hooked his finger in punishment.

Yingkong Kurumi whimpered and collapsed into the man's arms: "I just want to be with you... It doesn't matter whether we play or not."

"I understand. Next time I'll take you back to China to play." Fang Zuo gently stroked her head with his chin.

"Really?... I really want to go right away..." Sakura Kurumi quietly put her ear to the man's chest, listening to the surging and familiar heartbeat.

There is peace in my heart.

"Hall Master..." There was a knock on the door.

"Speak." Yingkong Kurumi shouted angrily.

"That..." The police officer outside was startled and could only say: "There is a lot of blood flowing out of Kana Morisawa's observation room..."

“Should we go in and take a look…”

Yingkong Kurumi was stunned.

"Go ahead, it's time for me to go too." Fang Zuo patted her small buttocks, which were surprisingly elastic.

"don't want...."

"Hey, you're going to miss your flight..."

"Then kiss me... well... more..."

After Yingkong Kurumi put on her police uniform and walked out of the office.

Fang Zuo also came out.

He had only taken two steps when a small hand suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged him into another office.

boom.

The door was quickly closed.

A pair of perfectly sized curves pressed tightly against his chest.

Amazing stretch.

Chapter 347 Maple Flower Love, Hashimoto Yuna and Fang Zuo

Feng Hualian held tightly in her hand the beige windbreaker she had just taken off.

She was wearing a white floral hollowed-out dress.

Today, as if she had a woman's intuition, she had on delicate makeup on her face.

The moment she saw the man from afar, looking at that familiar figure, she almost shed tears of grievance.

After sending a message to Fang Zuo, she felt both guilty and expectant.

I feel sorry for Yingsora Kurumi and shouldn't have taken the initiative to contact the man.

But I can't suppress my longing for the other person.

God knows how I got through these nights. Every time before falling asleep it was a torture.

He was her first man, and the man who freed her from her fate.

How can I forget something just like that?

But when she sent the text message and didn't get any response from Fang Zuo, Feng Hualian started to worry again.

There was even a period of time when my mind and heart felt empty.

Am I so insignificant in his heart?

Or is he afraid that I will pester him?

But I don’t ask for much, just being able to see him is enough!

If possible, I hope to stay by Sakura Kurumi's side forever.

This way I can see him from a distance from time to time.

That's enough.

just.

Until this moment, I really saw Fang Zuo.

Seeing this man who makes her moan and tremble every night.

Feng Hualian discovered that she had been deceiving herself.

No contact ever again...

What is satisfying just by looking at it from a distance...

Nothing will bother him anymore...

All of this was forgotten.

At this moment, Feng Hualian just wanted to hug Fang Zuo tightly.

Hug the man who changed your destiny and took away everything from you.

As for the rest, I can't take care of anything else...

Feng Hualian plucked up her courage, stretched out her beautiful legs, rushed forward, grabbed his arm tightly, and pulled him into her office.

She pushed Fang Zuo against the wall.

Her face was pressed tightly against the man's chest.

Greedily smelling his scent.

It was like going back to the first night I gave myself up.

There is a bright moon in the night sky of Tokyo.

On the Tokyo Tower.

Her legs were tightly wrapped around the man's waist.

He leaned back.

Shake out long hair and tears.

I felt that big hand kneading my buttocks mischievously.

Feng Hualian raised her little head, and her beautiful eyes tried hard to look into his eyes.

"Why don't you reply to my message? Why? Do you hate me that much?" Feng Hualian bit her lower lip, tears streaming from her aggrieved eyes, and her voice trembled a little.

Fang Zuo knew that any excuses would be useless at this moment.

Except for this excuse.

So he said the words that always work.

"Uh...well...I encountered some dangerous things, got injured, and my cell phone broke. I just got out of it not long ago..." Fang Zuo said seriously.

This saying, which has been tempered into steel over and over again, has become a field where words come true and are followed by law.

"Ah... Are you okay... Where are you hurt? Let me see... Woo..." After being surprised, Feng Hualian nervously left the man's body and wiped her tears, fearing that she would press on his wound.

She kept looking him up and down, exploring Fang Zuo's body with her little hands, as if she wanted to find any scars and see for herself how serious they were.

"I'm fine. The surface has recovered. I just have some internal injuries." Fang Zuo patted her cheek, wiped away the remaining tears with his thumb, and said gently: "I came here just to tell you that I'm fine, but I'm about to go on a long trip to North America for a few days. I came here specially to say goodbye to you."

"I'm glad I'm okay, I'm glad I'm okay..." Feng Hualian murmured, opening her arms to hug Fang Zuo again, pressing herself tightly against him, her little head buried in his arms, and then asked, "Is it dangerous? Why do you suddenly want to go so far away?"

Before Fang Zuo could answer.

"You're lying... You're lying... You didn't come to say goodbye to me..." Feng Hualian sniffed her little nose and kept sniffing Fang Zuo's scent: "You smell like walnuts..."

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