Chapter 834: Oriental Beauty Wants to Jump Off the Building

Chapter 834 The Oriental beauty wants to jump off the building

The rustling sound of high heels on the carpet appeared in Zhao Jianhui's ears.

Now, from the angle where Zhao Jianhui's head was pinned to the ground by the Oriental man, all he could see was the woman's beautiful feet wearing high-heeled sandals and no stockings. Her slender toes were stained with black toenail polish, and the contrast between black and white made her feet alluring.

Zhao Jianhui twisted, and a pair of beautiful legs wearing black straight pants appeared in his sight. These beautiful legs walked elegantly in front of Zhao Jianhui, and raised his chin with one hand.

At this time, Zhao Jianhui could barely see clearly the proud and smiling face of Yumi Ikeda. "Minister Zhao, logically speaking, I want to kill you right now and drag you out to feed the dogs. However, from the perspective of my duties and tasks, I should carry out the orders of my superiors and save your life. To serve our country, you said - what should I do now? You should know the purpose of my asking you this?"

Zhao Jianhui stared into her eyes and said slowly: "Who are you? Who are you serving? The Japanese government or the military?"

The little Japanese man next to him roared fiercely: "Baga, you Chinese pig, don't talk nonsense if I don't ask you, and answer the questions well. You have no right to ask questions now!" After that, he raised his hand. Gave Zhao Jianhui a slap in the face.

The woman raised her hand to stop him and asked with a smile: "Minister Zhao, we don't want to use violence. Please cooperate. Your status is very special. Logically speaking, we should save face for you. As long as you work for us, It doesn’t matter what you want…”

"Dream, why should I help you?" Zhao Jianhui sneered: "Just use whatever means you have."

"It seems that there is nothing left to talk about between us? Haha, I hope your government can believe that you are a person loyal to the country... However, if the top leaders of your country see you as a promising rising star, , looking very happy in bed with women from all over the world, I wonder what they will do?" Ikeda Yumi straightened up, stretched out her hands and patted her gently. Zhao Jianhui heard that a door was opened and walked out. There were at least a dozen people.

Soon, pairs of beautiful legs and feet wearing high heels stood in front of Zhao Jianhui, standing neatly in a row on the carpet in front of him.

"Minister Zhao, you will soon enjoy the joy of the world, and you will also tell the secrets you are unwilling to tell now. Enjoy it well, and we will see you in two hours..."

As Yumi Ikeda spoke, she took out a small black bottle from her pocket and handed it to the man holding Zhao Jianhui: "Feed him, and soon Minister Zhao will turn into a little sheep..."

The man held down Zhao Jianhui's head with one hand, put the gun in his hand on the ground, and reached out to take the medicine bottle: "I know everything, just feel free to go, Miss Yumei, Kuroda and I have done this kind of thing again." It’s happened twice, so don’t worry…”

Zhao Jianhui raised his weak arm, grabbed the Japanese Japanese soldier's ankle that was pressing his head, and gently turned and lifted it. The guy suddenly felt that his body was floating. Before he landed, Zhao Jianhui's hand had already grasped the pistol he had placed on the ground. The first target he aimed at was not Yumi Ikeda, but Kuroda who was adjusting the camera next to the big bed.

With a dull sound, Kuroda's body fell to the ground, his arm hanging down the camera he had just set up.

"Ah..." The twelve girls in black, white, yellow and brown standing in front of Zhao Jianhui suddenly opened their mouths and shouted in fright. However, Yumi Ikeda reacted smartly. She did not look back at all, just relying on the dull voice just now and these The girl screamed, and she immediately knew that something had happened behind her. She quickly bounced up and shot straight into the small door through which the girls had just walked in.

It was a secret door opened directly on the wall. As the electricity shot through her body, the small door began to slowly close.

"Asshole..." When Zhao Jianhui moved forward to chase him, the Dongyang man who was thrown to the ground by him had already stood up, yelling at Zhao Jianhui, and punched Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui didn't have any extra time to fight with him, so he shot him directly. Seeing the man slowly falling down, Zhao Jianhui rushed towards the secret door. However, no matter how hard he pushed it, the door remained motionless as if it were a real wall.

Zhao Jianhui took two steps back and kicked towards the secret door.

With a loud bang, the secret door collapsed, and Zhao Jianhui rushed in like the wind.

Inside the door was a not very wide corridor. Less than ten meters away in front of Zhao Jianhui, stood a dark and strong man: "Baga..." He looked at Zhao Jianhui's face, his eyes flashing. With a fierce look: "You bastard, how dare you break down my door..." His face reminded Zhao Jianhui of the ugly face of those Eastern right-wingers when they shouted on the street that the Diaoyu Islands were theirs.

Zhao Jianhui's body didn't stop at all, he directly moved to his body. He saw an arm knocking him fifteen or six meters away. The guy sprayed blood on the wall, and his body also slumped along the wall. on the ground.

"Hahaha, damn you, with your small body, you dare to block my way. It's really unforgivable." Zhao Jianhui kept chasing forward.

After running two steps, another Japanese devil rushed out from the corner of the corridor in front. He held a pistol in his right hand and raised the muzzle to aim at Zhao Jianhui. But the slow speed could not pose a threat to Zhao Jianhui at all. Zhao Jianhui kept rushing over, grabbed his wrist and twisted it, and at the same time grabbed the gun with his right hand. He pulled the trigger, but the gun did not fire because Zhao Jianhui's thumb pulled down the safety.

Zhao Jianhui grabbed his gun and twisted it, and the guy's finger was cut off by the trigger guard. He opened his mouth in pain but couldn't scream. Zhao Jianhui held his arm and twisted it, and smashed his face against the wall.

Zhao Jianhui looked at him coldly: "With these two tricks, you'd better let the kid go." The guy was furious when Zhao Jianhui looked at him, turned around, and threw his hand to give Zhao Jianhui another punch.

"You really don't know whether you live or die?" Zhao Jianhui sneered and kicked him.

"You..." When he saw the cruel murderous look in Zhao Jianhui's eyes, fear twisted his face. He shouted and twisted his waist to avoid Zhao Jianhui's foot. But the next moment, Zhao Jianhui's hand knife had already chopped his neck fiercely. This Japanese devil was like being hit by an axe. His shouting stopped abruptly, his tongue spit out, and he shook his neck with one hand, and finally he couldn't hold on and fell to the ground!

His nose was flattened by the hard floor, and a shocking blood flowed slowly.

"No... Don't!... Spare..." He uttered vague and hoarse Japanese syllables with his broken bellows-like throat, but Zhao Jianhui could only understand human language now, so how could he know what he was saying?

"Go to hell!" Zhao Jianhui's knee hit his back hard, and he lifted his face with his right hand and twisted his chin hard. The long-lost crisp sound of bones breaking sounded, and his face was twisted behind his body by Zhao Jianhui. After two violent twitches, his body softened, and a trace of dirty blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Zhao Jianhui looked around vigilantly, then picked up his pistol from the ground, shook it in his hand, smiled and said: "Very good, there are still eight bullets."

This is an m57c 9mm automatic pistol with a silencer. This is a new pistol developed by the Japanese country based on the American Colt m1911a1 pistol. I didn't expect that the new standard pistol that just came out was brought to Hong Kong by these people. It seems that these people are really not small.

This gun is definitely not a shoddy and inferior product. From the perspective of craftsmanship, it is definitely a first-class genuine product. Remove the magazine and it is full of golden bullets.

However, think about it, this is not the mainland, but Hong Kong, which is known as an international capital. It is not surprising that someone carries such a lethal military firearm, and also carries a professional accessory such as a silencer.

It is not surprising that the underworld in Hong Kong has guns, but most of them are modified hunting rifles and homemade cannons. Some police guns and military guns are Soviet-style weapons smuggled from the former Soviet Union. It is absolutely rare for new guns from the East to appear in Hong Kong.

With a "pop" sound, Zhao Jianhui reloaded the magazine and moved quickly. He quickly turned the corner of the corridor and saw an open small door in front of him. Zhao Jianhui approached the door and looked outside. Only then did he realize that this place was a corridor connected to the adjacent building. The light outside the door was already daylight with a gloomy sky.

Zhao Jianhui approached quietly like a cat, but heard a few crisp gunshots from the building below. Ikeda Yumi, who had just run away and disappeared, came out from Zhao Jianhui's eyes and 30 meters away. At the sight of Zhao Jianhui, Ikeda Yumi's face suddenly changed color. She raised her hand and fired at Zhao Jianhui without aiming.

When masters compete, sometimes they rely on feelings. People who aim with a pistol are not masters at all. Zhao Jianhui was surprised by the feeling. The woman shot at his forehead from a distance of 20 to 30 meters.

Zhao Jianhui paused and shot at Ikeda Yumi's thigh.

The woman's painful moan came out intermittently, and Ikeda Yumi stumbled, as if she had been hit by Zhao Jianhui.

"Zhao Jianhui, even if I become a ghost in my next life, I will not let you go..." Ikeda Yumi said, while using her hands and feet to climb up the railing on the side of the corridor...

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