When the crowd stepped into the threshold, the eyes of the orange pear yarn women intertwined with Ye Fan, and they all showed resentment, excitement, self-blame and remorse.

They became a burden, crushing his baggage.

But under the full force of the Amaterasu Jingu Shinto Sect, even with the powerful Iga ninja army, it is difficult to resist the surprise attack of those super masters.

Their capture was completely facilitated overnight in a state of inability to fight back.

Shinto, who represents Japan's top ruling power, wants to capture a few women alive, but it is as easy as a snap of a finger, even if they have a special status and are in the leadership position of the entire Japanese business community, they are just ordinary people.

Among this group of people, in addition to the White Tiger Hanzo and Tengu Onizuka, there are also two murderous and restrained masters, a man and a woman, who are old and look very ruthless.

The core character of the team leader is naturally Fujiwara Takumi, dressed in a black and white striped kimono, with a thin face, writing coldness and bravery, and his eyes are full of contempt and confidence.

The accompanying family samurai, either wearing long knives at their waists or holding pistols, are all flying and murderous.

Faced with this large number of enemies mixed with dragons and snakes, Katyusha was flustered, and her fingers began to tremble.

This is a trap, a big trap! Tonight, whoever wins this game will be the final winner.

With enemies several times their size and chips that do not leak, this game of chess has become a dead game for them.

"Yo Xi! Sure enough!" Fujiwara Takumi left the crowd and took a small step forward, showing his unique and extraordinary status.

At the helm of the Fujiwara family, he secretly controlled not only those shady businesses, but also the operation of Amaterasu Jingu, the overseas expansion of Japanese culture and interests, and the establishment of his own private armed forces......

The invisible capital of the Fujiwara family is far beyond people's imagination, and the part of the four major families on the bright side is only the tip of their iceberg.

"You're not keeping your word, old man Fujiwara. Ye Fan sat on the chair and swept his indifferent gaze over the group of people: "What does this mean?"

"Haha!" Fujiwara Takumi laughed out loud and stretched his arms behind him: "Today, hostages are one thing, and your grievances with the Fujiwara family and Amaterasu Jingu are another. Let me introduce you to these two envoys, the Blue Dragon Divine Envoy and the Xuanwu Divine Envoy, who have traveled all night from Tokyo to arrive here, and you should be honored for this. ”

Vladivostok faces the Sea of Japan, across the sea from Tokyo, and looks at Beijing, the geographical location is really very convenient, when most cities in Siberia close their airports due to snowstorms, Vladivostok sea, land and air traffic is still smooth, Qinglong and Xuanwu two people carried four hostages, directly from Tokyo by private jet, injected the strongest shot into this game!

The old man with a small beard and long hair on his upper lip was none other than Qinglong, who was the number one among the gods of Amaterasu Shrine! Another old woman with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup was Xuanwu.

At the beginning, the person who took Qingsha Yumei from the ** Long Tianjiao villa was Xuanwu, yesterday's old trick was repeated, I don't want to spend a lot of time, Shibei was impressed for three days, Qingsha Youmei was not the soft persimmon who let her do whatever she wanted.

In addition to the two of them, the six divine envoys of the Divine Palace only had one who was left to guard the courtyard, and they all gathered here tonight.

"Bang!" Ye Fan sat there, holding the half-twisted cigarette butt in his mouth and applauding.

"Okay, very good, the finale is over, isn't it?

That's right, General Balorov is not in their hands?

Is it a bag drop, or is there a second move hidden?

The muscles on the left side of Takumi Fujiwara's face twisted slightly, and he tilted his head to the person behind him with a sinister smile.

A retainer pressed his phone a few times, presumably sending a text message.

Ye Fan's face changed slightly, and the wisp of divine consciousness he secretly released suddenly sensed that an object was approaching here at an unbelievable speed!

Behind him, the museum's huge floor-to-ceiling glass shattered and exploded all over the floor.

A figure stepped on messy fragments and appeared behind Ye Fan, with a flirtatious smile on the corner of his mouth.

Dressed in a delicately cut black suit, snow-white leather shoes and shirt, showing a good temperament and elegance, this young man has the usual European face, with a long body and blond hair, and in his hands, he carries a living man with a big tie!

General Balorov!

"Father, let him go!" Katyusha drew her gun and pointed it at the young man, who was now under attack on his back, and the situation was terrible.

Not only did Tachibana and the others fall into their hands, but Balorov also failed to escape the clutches!

There is no way to continue playing this game of chess, and there is no other way than to abandon the son and admit defeat.

"As you wish. The young man smiled and let go of his fingers, and Balorov fell to the ground like a big sandbag, writhing a few times in pain.

Katyusha wanted to run to save him, but the danger didn't allow her to take any chances, so she resisted the urge and stared at the man in the black suit and bow.

Ye Fan glanced back, slightly surprised: "I didn't expect to meet so many non-humans in Russia, if you guessed correctly, your name is Donnie?"

When you meet the Blood Clan in Siberia, there should be no one else except for Donnie, another member of the Bruch family, who is very strict in dividing the territory. As for why he colluded with the Fujiwara family, the answer in Ye Fan's heart was also about to come out.

When the Fujiwara Oshima group of brutes slaughtered the gypsies, Monica hid in the shadows, and when Ye Fan refused the olive branch she offered, this insidious blood viscount quickly threw himself into the arms of the Japanese, it must be this possibility!

"She told you?" Donnie pulled a wrinkle at the corner of his eye, and his gaze was dark and hateful.

"Hehe......" Ye Fan turned his head with a cold smile in his mouth, and no longer paid attention to him, today there are enemies on the left and right, the Japanese, the blood clan, embarrassed, colluding, I am afraid that I will not be good.

Perhaps, besides them, there is also Monica, the slut, who is standing somewhere about to watch the tragic end of his heroic end.

"Say, what conditions?" Looking around, Ye Fan's gaze finally fell on Fujiwara Takumi.

Not counting those minions, the four surrounding divine envoys, a blood clan, these strong people together are enough to deal with him alone, and the five hostages who fell into their hands have to let Ye Fan throw a mouse trap and dare not act rashly.

If only one hostage Balorov was fine, but the situation was far beyond his expectations, five people, none of them could be lost, none of them could have accidents, it was his women and future father-in-law!

Fujiwara Takumi laughed, very happy, he seemed to see that his prestige would be in full swing, and the Fujiwara family stood proudly at the top of the Yamato nation.

The night breeze blew, and the surging mood of the samurai was like the straps on their foreheads fluttering in the wind, and they were full of fighting spirit and confidence.