Chapter 7 Chapter Seven: A Night of Fear

Two hours before dusk, the gate of the patrol room opened again.A big man was pushed out.He walked out of the patrol room and cursed fiercely at the sky: "I threw it away." The voice was like a wild wolf howling in the autumn wilderness, which made people feel terrified.The patrol inside the big iron gate is well aware of this person's irascibility.Perhaps because he was worried that the big man would turn around and rush over to settle the ten-day old account with them, he quickly locked the door and hid in the depths of the patrol room.It could be seen that they didn't want to stay with this big man any longer.

A cool wind hit him, and he shivered.After the chills passed, he became more conscious. He suddenly remembered something, and hastily took out the note from his pocket that someone had stuffed it in when. "Stay tonight at Xiangxue Hotel No. 727." The note reads like this. "Xiangxue Hotel?" He knew it was a famous big hotel in Tokyo.One night's lodging fee is enough to earn a few months for a yellow bag Dongfu.He also knew that in this restaurant, as long as he was willing to spend money, he could share one or two pretty girls every night to entertain him. When he thinks of a woman, his heart is ready to move. Although he didn't suffer much in the past ten days in the patrol house, he couldn't hug a woman for ten days. It was like killing him.A hunger and thirst that no food could satisfy made him restless.

"Damn it, I'm going to pay for it sooner or later after being held by these stupid pigs for ten days!" He is really a queen, and he shouldn't have accepted that "gift" from Kawashima ten days ago.Even if he accepts it, if he can tear off the red silk ribbon tied with a bow in time to check this "gift", he won't be locked up in the patrol room for no reason.Damn it, I took that unlucky "big gift" and walked around the concession for a day. Who knows, there are several kilograms of drugs hidden in this big gift.He now fully understands that the old bastard Kawashima wants to use outsiders to get rid of him, at least he wants to drive himself out of Tokyo and then dominate Tokyo.

Trafficking dozens of grams of heroin can be sentenced to ten or eight years. These few kilograms are the price tag for a life sentence.Kawashima, you are so fucking vicious!Don't you think about it, once I come out, will you survive? As the saying goes: "One mountain does not raise two tigers", who will die and who will live?Old pervert, it depends on who is lucky. Just like being locked in an iron cage inexplicably at the beginning, and now being released out of nowhere for no reason.According to the police, it was an important person with a very prominent status who did not want to reveal his name, who spent a lot of money to release him on bail.Who is willing to do such a good thing?

Of course it's a risk.Isn't he afraid of offending Kawashima, the land snake in Tokyo? "Never mind him, just get out!" He didn't want to bother thinking about such nonsense anymore. In a tavern in the concession, he ate the most delicious meal in ten days. In fact, this meal was much inferior to his usual light meals. After leaving the tavern, he finally arrived before dark Xiangxue Hotel. It seems that everything is pre-arranged.As soon as he entered the Xiangxue Hotel, he was politely ushered by the neatly dressed waiters to room "727" where no guests were easily accepted.Until he walked into the guest room, the waiter didn't understand why the expensive room "727" of Xiangxue Hotel received such a disheveled drunk.

No wonder the waiter was puzzled. Half an hour ago, his messy attire had attracted the attention of two patrolmen and caused him some trouble.He was always very angry, and he didn't bother to strike up a conversation with the policeman. According to his own habits, he used his fists to retaliate to those who were rude to him.What a disappointment, before he could stretch his muscles and bones, the two black bear-like patrolmen lay on the ground silently.In order to avoid trouble, he frowned, and threw the two patrolling gentlemen one by one into the gutter under the embankment by the river where no one cares about them.

Who is he?Probably no one knows his real name.However, his nickname is well-known. When it comes to "Cold-faced Killer Shono", almost everyone in Tokyo is known for its luxury. A "cold killer", he likes women, especially girls who have never slept with a man.In addition, he is even better at killing people, as long as it is the person he wants to get rid of, there is no way out. In Tokyo, there are more people who hate him than those who are afraid of him, hate him, no matter who he is, they are willing to make friends with him. Ever since he abandoned his board and went to Tokyo, he has been doing his own way, relying on his whole body's kung fu and his two-handed marksmanship, he has lived happily.In his opinion, there are only two pleasures in life, one is killing people, and the other is sleeping with women.He enjoyed all the happiness in the world, but also experienced the hardships in the world.A prince for a day, a beggar for a day, this is his life.No, he was framed, and he was arrested and sent to the police station.Such a huge family business was forced to sell off overnight.This property was bought by the three members of the Shaye family in Daban, but for some reason, they were suddenly released.

The first thing he did when he came out was to settle the debt with Chuan Dao. The "727" guest room is so luxurious that it can be compared with the inner room of the Queen of England. His eyes were attracted by the spring bed that can accommodate four people.To be more precise, he was attracted by the woman reclining on the bed. Shoye had no doubts that it must have been the work of someone who knew his tendencies well enough to bail him out until he got himself into a guest room accompanied by such a pleasing girl. The light in the room was half-bright, and in Zhuang Ye's opinion, this was the most suitable light for a tryst with a woman, and Zhuang Ye was not in a hurry to throw himself on the bed.

Zhuangye looked around the luxuriously furnished room "727" again, trying to find something, which was a habit he had developed for many years.Everywhere he went, he always had to find out the environment and find a way out. An assassin who takes killing as his profession must always be on guard against being killed. Zhuangye walked to the wall and knocked on the wall resignedly.He walked around the sofa, went to the closed window and pushed the sash.Finally, his eyes fell on the half-hidden bathroom door. He walked along the wall and listened carefully to the movement inside.A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Zhuang Ye pushed the door unhurriedly and walked in.

The clothes and pants that smelled of sweat were unceremoniously thrown into the corner of the bathroom.Suddenly, the bathroom was steaming. Ten minutes later, Zhuangye came out wearing a bathrobe worth at least a thousand yuan.He touched the chin that had just been trimmed uncomfortably.It seems that the "727" room is not suspicious except for excessive luxury.At least before going to bed, he can enjoy all the tenderness a woman can give him. When Zhuang Ye returned to the bedroom, he saw that the girl was still lying on the bed waiting for him.He noticed that the girl's skinny bra and flesh-colored panties had been thrown on the rug under the bed.

"Yes, she is indeed a beauty." Zhuang Ye walked to the bed and looked at her with satisfaction.The girl's beautiful face, her intoxicating eyes full of a submissive, shy, and obscene smile, and her soft lips moistened by licking, reveal the strong allure of a newly-heated woman.Zhuangye suddenly felt a rush of blood from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his breathing became more rapid, and a strong possessive desire made him unable to calm down.It has been ten days since he touched the smooth and soft body of a woman, and lying in front of him is the girl who can most arouse a man's desire, Zhuangye's suppressed emotions suddenly burst out like a volcanic eruption, and he shook off Yukata, pounced on that limp body. ... The storm finally passed, and Zhuang Ye was lying softly beside the girl, and the girl who had tried the storm for the first time seemed to be full of interest, and she diligently wiped the sweat on Zhuang Ye's chest. Zhuang Ye was tired, his eyelids began to get heavy, he took the girl's hand away from his chest, and said indifferently to the girl: "If someone has given you money, you can go now." The girl sat up and looked at Zhuang Ye puzzled. Zhuangye explained: "I don't like having people around me when I'm asleep." The girl understood what Zhuang Ye meant, she put on her clothes and left as if nothing had happened. After the girl left, Zhuang Ye also changed into pajamas.A burst of unbearable drowsiness hit him, and he finally couldn't hold it anymore.Before Zhuang Ye could yawn heartily, thunderous snoring filled the room. After an unknown amount of time, Zhuang Ye was suddenly awakened by a nerve that had always been vigilant. He opened his eyes suddenly, and vaguely heard a very faint voice.He looked decisively towards the door.The voice was so faint that it was hard to be noticed even in this quiet late night.Through the moonlight outside the window, Zhuang Ye clearly saw that the locked door handle was turning slightly.Zhuangye's heart trembled unconsciously, grandma's!Seemingly still an old hand, Zhuang Ye didn't have time to think about it in the future, and rolled over from the bed onto the carpeted floor.Don't look at Zhuangye's huge body, but his movement of turning over and landing on the ground is as light as a feather. The door was opened silently.Apparently, the hinges had already been lubricated.A black shadow flashed swiftly into the room.Zhuangye, who was lying on the ground, could see clearly through the moonlight outside the window.This person was dressed in black, black trousers, with a three-inch-wide belt tied between his knees, and an unidentifiable top hat with an unidentifiable color, and black gauze on his face, making it difficult to identify.The most conspicuous thing was the dagger in the hand of the man in black, which shone coldly in the dark room, and the air was oppressive.The man in black stood on tiptoe, rushed to the bed in a few steps, raised the knife in his hand, and moved swiftly.Judging by the moves, this person is by no means a beginner.Fortunately, Zhuang Ye had seen this scene a lot. He lay on the ground and continued to watch the man in black, not in a hurry to show his face. The man in black stabbed in the air, and he couldn't help giving a soft "hmm", and just as he was about to turn around, Zhuang Ye jumped up from the ground. "Brother, why didn't you even say hello when you entered the room?" Zhuang Ye patted the man in black on the shoulder. The man in black was not in a hurry to answer, he slowly raised his body, and suddenly, the right hand holding the knife stabbed back suddenly.The moment the tip of the knife was about to touch Zhuangye's lower abdomen, Zhuangye grabbed the right hand of the man in black. "You don't know how to behave!" Zhuang Ye pushed the man in black onto the bed.Zhuang Ye cast a contemptuous glance at the man in black.Walking to the bedside table, he poured himself a full glass of wine.While drinking, he asked the man in black, "Who sent you here?" The man in black stood up from the bed, looked at Zhuang Ye in silence, his right hand holding the dagger was trembling slightly.He clearly knew that he was far from being the other party's match, so he hesitated. Suddenly, when the man in black took advantage of Zhuang Ye's second glass of wine, the man in black hurriedly raised his knife and slashed at Zhuang Ye. Zhuang Ye didn't lift his head. You Feng continued to pour wine into the glass and grabbed the head of the man in black with his left hand.As soon as Zhuang Ye gritted his teeth, the man in black screamed and fell to the ground, throwing the dagger aside. "I'll ask you again, who sent you here?" Zhuang Ye asked in a low voice, holding the man in black's forehead with his toes.He only hoped that the other party would spit out the word "Chuan Dao" and then send him back to the west. The injured right arm of the man in black twitched in pain, his eyelids were shrugged, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. "Say!" Zhuangye got a little angry. Zhuang Ye stood up the blade, and the sharp dagger cut deeply into the forehead of the man in black, blood seeped out and stained the blade red.Zhuang Ye continued to pick up the blade. "You...you kill me..." the man in black was pale and trembling with pain, he begged Zhuangye. "Kill you? It's not that cheap!" Zhuang Ye flipped his wrist and knocked off the two front teeth of the man in black with the handle of the knife. "If you don't tell who sent you here, don't even think about dying!" The man in black covered his mouth, curled up his body, "I...I dare not say...they can do anything..." "They?" Zhuang Ye became angry. He grabbed the man in black by the hair and lifted him up. Zhuang Ye yelled at the man in black: "With me, Zhuang Ye, how bad are they?!" Zhuang Ye let go of his hand , and threw the man in black to the ground. "Zhuang Ye, you are the cold-faced killer Zhuang Ye!" The man in black was shocked, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Zhuang Ye. Zhuang Ye kicked the man in black over, "Don't do this shit! It's useless to call me ancestor without telling who sent you here!" The man in black knelt on the ground, looked up at Zhuangye, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something. "Who the hell are they?" Zhuang Ye tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, he was worried that he would accidentally beat this poor guy to death. "There's no need to ask." Suddenly, someone broke into the room again. Zhuang Ye was stunned, he turned around and faced the visitor. The lights in the "727" room were all turned on by people. The strong light made Zhuangye close his eyes unconsciously.He saw a middle-aged man in a suit walking slowly towards him.Behind this middle-aged man stood two burly men in black trousers and a black coat, holding short guns.There is no doubt that this is a pair of bodyguards hired at a high price.Looking at the two bodyguards, Zhuang Ye suddenly had a desire to compete with them, and he looked at the two opponents casually.However, Zhuang Ye hated the two short guns in their hands that were pointing at him. "Sir, please let this poor guy go." The middle-aged man interrupted Zhuangye's wild thoughts. "Hmm..." Zhuang Ye looked at the pair of big men with regret, and then turned to the middle-aged man in suit and leather shoes, "So, you sent him to kill me?" The middle-aged man smiled sweetly, "You're only half right." As he spoke, he sat down in front of Zhuangye with a big face. "That's right! I sent you. It's not my purpose to kill you. I just want to see if it's worth talking about a business with you." Zhuang Yequan understood that this middle-aged man really didn't aim to kill people, he just wanted to use this method to choose a helper. "What's your impression?" Zhuang Ye cast a contemptuous glance at the middle-aged man. "The cold-faced killer really lives up to his reputation." "who are you?" "Who am I, it doesn't matter... Do you smoke?" The middle-aged man picked up a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table without hesitation, and threw one to Zhuangye.Zhuangye raised his hand and firmly held the cigarette between his fingers.The two burly men were still standing behind the middle-aged man, their black guns were still pointed at Zhuang Ye. Zhuangye was annoyed by the rudeness of the middle-aged man. In his memory, almost no one dared to be so arrogant in front of him.However, at this moment, he wanted to know the identity of this person even more, so he endured it. The middle-aged man took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then exhaled a few smoke rings proudly, "Maybe you really want to know who and why you were released from the British prison, maybe you want to kill Get rid of Chuan Dao who once framed you and made you imprisoned..." These are indeed the two major events on the mind of the cold-faced killer Zhuang Ye.Zhuang Ye became more and more interested in this middle-aged man.He really wanted to ask what happened, but when the words came to his lips, he pretended not to care. "In today's Japan, there is probably only one person who can bail you out of the police station and promise to help you kill your enemy Kawashima..." "Who?" "Dean." The middle-aged man flicked the cigarette ash in a very elegant posture. Zhuangye looked at the middle-aged man sitting firmly on the sofa in amazement, "Sure enough, he has a lot of background." "So, Uematsu sent you here?" The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth cracked slightly, revealing an intolerable smile.He waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, then leisurely took out a photo from his suit pocket, flicked the photo lightly and said, "Why do such things alarm the dean? Maybe you know him?" , he flicked two fingers, and the photo fell to Zhuangye's hand. Zhuang Ye took the photo and carefully identified Zong Wulang... He never thought that the person in the photo was actually his brother Zong Wulang who had been separated from him for many years. "That's right, it's him. Zong Wulang, Director of the Asian Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." The middle-aged man affirmed from the side. Zhuangye ran up to the middle-aged man and grabbed his front: "Brother Zongwu, where is he?" The middle-aged man broke Shono's hand with difficulty: "It's in Tokyo." "So he sent someone to look for me?" "You can't say that. He wants to ask you for something." Zhuang Ye pushed the middle-aged man, "Hurry up and take me to see him?"