Chapter 711 Last Words

To be precise, Fujimoto was dying.

Everyone is familiar with Fujimoto, but what happened when Fujimoto was about to die? Let Huai Shi take you through it.

Fujimoto is dying, in fact, Fujimoto is dying. Then why Fujimoto is about to die? Everyone may be surprised. How could Fujimoto die? But that was the fact, and Huai Shi was also very surprised.

So this is what happened when Fujimoto was about to die. Does it feel amazing to you?

Huai Shi also felt very magical.

Because he asked for a long time along the way. Everyone was talking about Chelulu, but no one could figure it out. Everyone is welcome to discuss with him in the comment area.

What to discuss? Are you talking about chariots?

Huai Shi's whole body was in bad condition.

It wasn't until outside the hospital's emergency room that someone obtained the surveillance video from the Metropolitan Police Department.

Probably early in the morning, Fujimoto came out of a house wearing a mask, poked his head around, and after seeing no one around, he got into his van covered in discordant spray-paints...

"Why is he so sneaky, like a thief?" Huai Shi asked subconsciously, and everyone immediately stared at him.

Little brother, can you speak?

Big brother is sneaky, how can that be called sneaky!

But others immediately became curious. The house in the video was a one-family house, and Fujimoto's home was in a high-end apartment building, which was obviously not his own home.

He immediately became suspicious.

"Do you want to investigate?" someone asked.

"Ahem!!!" Yamashita coughed hard twice, looked elsewhere, and whispered: "Brother has... a woman outside... Don't talk nonsense, sister-in-law is very strict..."

Okay, you’ve been going out to play with your little wife for a long time, but the problem is that you’ve already changed your fucking clothes and put on sunglasses, so why can’t you just change your car!

Huaishi felt a pain in her head.

He probably drove straight to the door after drinking last night, and didn't even notice that he was driving such a fancy official car.

As a result, he suffered retribution.

Just after crossing the intersection, there was a car accident.

In other words, a long-planned collision.

A truck rushed directly from the diagonal and slammed the van waiting in front of the traffic light into the wall. Then, he quickly reversed and crashed again.

Finally, the driver wearing a mask jumped out of the car and checked the scene. He was shocked when he saw that Fujimoto could still climb out of the car basket.

But after looking around and finding no one, he took out a knife from his arms, rushed forward and stabbed him several times, then turned around and ran away.

"Bastard thing!!!"

Seeing this, the cadres of the Fujimoto group still didn't understand that this was a deliberate assassination by the enemy!

It's a pity that the person who did it was an ordinary person who didn't know anything. He didn't know the identity of the Fujimoto hybrid. Although the blood of ghosts often makes people violent, it also stimulates the glands to secrete a large amount of hormones that exceeds that of ordinary people, making life very hard.

Even if he was stabbed twice in the chest, stomach and heart, he could still persist until passers-by called the police and the ambulance arrived...

"Revenge! You must avenge the boss!"

The brother-in-law, the boss of the gang, Ueno, immediately blushed and roared in the corridor of the hospital regardless of where he was. He kicked over the trash can next to him and roared: "Where are the people? Where have all the people died! Come with me..."

"Calm down, Ueno!" Yamashita said coldly: "You don't even know who the person on the other side is, so what's the use of getting angry?"

"finger."

Huai Shi next to him prompted.

He was new here, so he was not as excited as the others and was staring at the screen of his mobile phone.

After everyone looked over, he pointed at the replay in the surveillance video: "This man's gesture of grabbing the knife is very strange.

Although wearing gloves, the tip of the little finger is probably missing. If it wasn't a mistake in operating some machine, it would have been the Yakuza, right? There is also something wrong with his walking posture. His right leg must have been broken, and he still has a steel plate attached to it. The stone must have just been removed..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ueno's eyes burning red: "It must be someone from the Tiger King Group! That bitch Arisaka Tomoya! I want his life!!!"

There was a bang.

The nurse who walked out of the ward was startled and dropped the data board in her hand. Looking at the group of guys with scars on their faces, she shivered and was speechless.

"The patient...said..." she stammered: "I want to meet my family...who is Mr. Fujimoto..."

Before he finished speaking, he was pushed away by Yamashita. A group of people finally walked into the ward and saw the serious face of the attending doctor.

"The patient is about to die, so please be mentally prepared."

"What are you talking about? You bastard!" Yamashita was instantly furious. He rushed forward with his eyes wide open and grabbed the doctor's collar: "Are you cursing my brother?"

"Mountain...down...down the mountain..."

A weak voice came from the hospital bed. Through the oxygen mask, Fujimoto's eyes widened and he tried his best to speak out: "Yamashita! How embarrassing are you going to do!"

It is unimaginable that a dying person can still produce such a sharp tone. After finishing speaking, blood oozed from Fujimoto's mouth and nose, and his body twitched violently.

The life support equipment made a sharp sound.

Even if he is a hybrid, after being hit by a car and seriously injured, and then stabbed in the vital part... it is already a miracle that he can survive until now. Anyone who saw that pale face would know that Fujimoto was dying.

"Brother, I'm sorry, brother."

When Yamashita heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red and he knelt in front of the bed. Others gathered around and did not dare to speak anymore.

Fujimoto is obviously explaining the aftermath.

When he was dying, the man reached out and held Yamashita's palm with difficulty: "No, don't take revenge. This is all... retribution... my retribution. I am too arrogant... I dare to get involved in the personal affairs of the five big guys. …”

He was panting violently, his forehead was red, and his three ghost horns were so scarlet that they were about to bleed. But incredibly, his eyes brightened up, and he cheered up from his drowsiness.

Reflection.

He grabbed Yamashita's hand tightly, stared at him, and breathed hard: "Yamashita, you are my sworn brother, and I am most at ease with your conduct. In the future, you must not... make your own decisions."

"I will, I will definitely do it."

Yamashita nodded repeatedly and burst into tears: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely carry forward the Fujimoto group and I will not disappoint your expectations..."

"very good."

Fujimoto breathed a sigh of relief, as if laughing, and blood flowed from the oxygen mask: "From now on... the Fujimoto Group, the position of president of the Fujimoto Group will be... handed over to... Waiji."

Dead silence, sudden silence.

Everyone in the ward was stunned, no one spoke, there was only the monotonous sound of the machine's alarm. They turned around in disbelief and looked at the man at the door who was quietly stealing bananas from the fruit basket.

Huai Shi was dumbfounded.

Everyone is feeling bad.

I didn't even have time to throw away the banana peel in my hand, and looked at Fujimoto blankly: Brother, are you having a brain problem? Do you still have to stretch your hips when delivering your last words?

The pronunciation of Yamashita is yamashita, not kaishi!

Is this the inaction of your physical education teacher or the failure of your Mandarin teacher? I just joined your organization on my first day, please stop talking nonsense!

"Brother...what did you say?"

"No, do you hear me clearly..."

Fujimoto breathed heavily, "I said, from now on, Waiji will be the leader of the Fujimoto group, and the Fujimoto group will be renamed the Waiji group. Don't you hear? Are you... going to go against my wishes?! "

On the hospital bed, the man covered in blood raised his head and stared at their faces, his dark eyes almost shrinking to a small dot, looking sinister.

"Brother, this...he is still too young to hold the paper." Takazawa Takazawa of the Fujimoto group said, "It's better..."

Fujimoto closed his eyes tiredly and patted Yamashita's hand.

Bang!

There was a loud sound, like a hammer, hitting everyone's hearts.

It was Yamashita who turned around, pulled out the pistol in his pocket, pointed it at Gao Ze's face, and pulled the trigger without waiting for the blank face to react.

In an instant, blood spattered and Gao Ze fell to the sky.

Everyone froze in place.

Including Sophora japonica poems.

Yamashita was expressionless and just lowered his raised arm, not caring about the blood stained on the cuffs of his suit.

"What the boss said is very clear." The skinny middle-aged man looked around at everyone's faces: "Who agrees and who opposes?"

Huaishi really wanted to say that I objected.

But after looking at the gun in Yamashita's hand and his red eyes, he very wisely swallowed and said nothing.

So, the matter of the second generation of Fujimoto-gumi Akagi Amateur becoming the new leader quickly gained everyone's unanimous approval and love, and was approved on the spot!

Soon, at Fujimoto's signal, everyone went out.

Only the dying Fujimoto, Huai Shi, and... Gao Ze's body on the ground were left in the ward.

Fujimoto raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to his personal belongings next to him.

"The password of the mobile phone... is 6 3s. After I die, you contact... Midori, Midori..." Fujimoto said hoarsely: "They will definitely... help you..."

Huai Shi's whole body was in bad condition.

Looking at him with eyes full of pleading and expectation, he suddenly became the second generation of the Yakuza organization and a film maker, and he didn't react at all.

"No, brother, can't you find someone else?" He glanced around, lowered his voice, and whispered: "I, I'm an undercover... I really didn't want to do this!"

Fujimoto was not surprised or even angry.

"I know, I know, I guessed it...but I didn't say it, no one said it, no one said it..."

Under the blood-stained oxygen mask, the corner of Fujimoto's mouth twitched, as if he was smiling triumphantly: "Huizhi-kun, where can there be any man who doesn't want to be a male actor?"

"Stop talking nonsense, brother, we are undercover!"

Huai Shi's eyes widened, feeling more and more confused, and she couldn't figure out where she had exposed her secret.

"Are you... a fool?" Fujimoto shook his head slightly, looked at the face in front of him, and sighed tiredly: "Because there is no hatred at all in your eyes."

He had already vaguely sensed that there was something wrong with the person introduced by that guy in Tanaka.

When Huai Shi said Green Day, he already understood it more or less.

He obviously felt that this guy might be an undercover agent, but unexpectedly, he couldn't hate him at all.

The people in Green Sun didn't notice it, but he saw it: Huai Shi walked out of Aisha's house at that time, with his head lowered, hiding the expression that he was about to cry...

"I'm begging you, Mr. Huizhi, I'm begging you."

He held Huai Shi's hand tightly and used all his strength to repeat over and over again: "Please...everyone, I'll leave it to you..."

Huai Shi was sluggish, feeling that the hand holding her was losing strength little by little.

Finally, in the sharp sound after the heartbeat lost its fluctuation, Fujimoto lost his last breath, and only the dimming empty pupils reflected the young man in front of him.

Until Huai Shi lowered his head and nodded vigorously.

"Don't worry." He promised in a low voice: "I will save you, I will."

No one responded.

Only the last trace of consciousness and satisfaction passed away, never to return.

Two updates completed~Please vote for me~

Ah, these two chapters stuck me, mainly the first chapter...I am a fucking fantasy author, and if I write something realistic in the future, I will be a pig!