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Chapter 84 News
New York, Brooklyn, Hand underground station.

Accompanied by Anthony, Vladimir staggered in with a sad face. When he saw Yan Yan, he immediately burst into grief and yelled incoherently.

"What the hell happened?" Yan Yan frowned slightly displeased, with a strange look in his narrowed eyes.

Sitting up lazily, Yan Yan said lightly, "Don't worry! Jimmy! As a friend, I am willing to help you solve any troubles! Of course, even friends will never be free! Anthony, to our friends Get something to drink! I think a big glass of vodka will calm him down quickly."

Gold is Yan Yan's creed, gold is everything, with money, everything is easy to do.

Anthony promised, closed the sliding door with his backhand, pushed out the wine cart and poured a full glass for Vladimir.

Taking the wine glass, he raised his head and drank it all. Vladimir let out a long mouthful of foul air, grinned and hiccupped pungently, his expression gradually calmed down, and he said viciously, "It's those bastards from the Yamaguchi-gumi, And those Italian country bumpkins, they sneaked into my business! Many of my men died... Yan, I need your people to help me! As long as those bastards know the price of angering me, I will pay you enough pay."

"Hmm! It sounds like it's really a good deal!" Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a strange expression on his face. He didn't doubt the authenticity of Vladimir's words. If it wasn't for the heavy losses, Vladimir would never come find yourself.

Yan Yan's brain was spinning rapidly. He really couldn't think of any benefits that would allow the Yamaguchi-gumi and the Mafia to unite without warning. There must be something wrong with it. The smell of conspiracy here.

With a relaxed smile, Yan Yan stood up and said with a smile, "Don't be angry! Jimmy! How did it happen? How many people did they have? Where did they attack? Also, get out!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Yan rolled his eyes, and suddenly gave a sneering sneer, his body rushed backwards like a mad horse, and his elbow hit the air behind him fiercely, only a crisp sound was heard. A chime sounded, and about one meter behind Yan Yan, a black light curtain suddenly shattered.

The black-clothed ninja who was caught off guard was precisely Zed who was sent by Elder Ishikawa to investigate the situation.

Looking at the shattered black crystal in his hand in surprise, under Yan Yan's swift and fierce attack, Jie was unable to dodge any movements at all, the terrifying sound of bones breaking like fried beans sounded, and he groaned in pain, Jie's body Rolling backward in embarrassment, he knocked down two sliding doors one after another, his chest was completely sunken inward under Yan Yan's terrifying force.

Although strength is Yan Yan's weakness, but this weakness depends on who he is compared with.

There was a tearing sound of "呲呲", a thin flash of light from the sword, and the samurai sword on Zed's back was unsheathed. Instead of attacking, he wiped it on his own neck without hesitation. Failure will be broken, this is the ninja's creed.

Yan Yan snorted, the ghostly figure seemed to turn into four people in an instant, he twisted Jie's limbs into twists, and the white and broken bone spurs appeared in the bloody mess, and then punched hard on the black mask On the ground, the mask exploded, a mouth full of teeth, the poison hidden in the mouth mixed with blood shot out from the bloody mouth.

Even a ninja who had undergone brutal training couldn't bear such an injury. He grunted in pain, tilted his head, and passed out.

With a sneer, Yan Yan clapped his hands contemptuously. A person like Yan Yan with a deep mind is full of insecurity about everything around him. Even in the secret station of the Hand, there are sentry guards scattered around. and scout guards.

Moreover, after devouring the soul power of the black sky, Yan Yan's blazing soul fire like a bonfire is a hundred times that of a normal person. Although it cannot compare with Daredevil's perverted perception, as long as Yan Yan is willing, He could feel the ants dragging the dead fly a kilometer away.

This is not any ability or skill, but the power of the source. Under the keen perception of the soul, how could Yan Yan turn a blind eye to the living people following Vladimir.

Turning around silently, Yan Yan looked at Vladimir who was stiff and sweating profusely with a smile on his face. The ruthless and bloody methods and the faint murderous aura on his body made it extremely difficult for Vladimir to even breathe.

Feeling the murderous intent on his boss, the ugly-looking Anthony had a samurai sword in his hand. He was being followed without knowing it. His face turned red with embarrassment, and Antony angrily put the knife on Vladimir's neck.

The flustered Vladimir was about to shout for help, but the ashamed and angry Anthony had already nimbly kicked him in the lower abdomen. His facial features were distorted, and the terrified Vladimir suddenly howled in pain.

The sliding doors on all sides suddenly opened wide, and a large group of hand ninjas quickly flew out from the room in all directions, surrounding them lifelessly.

Erica held a ten-handed steel fork with a stern look on her face, while Sisina, who was full of smiles, frowned when she saw the black shadow ninja controlled by Yan Yan, and exclaimed in a low voice in surprise, "Ghostbu!? Iga ninja?"

"Iga Ninja? Uh! Take him down and see what he can ask!" Yan Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, and after the Hand Ninja pushed down Iga Ninja, he looked into Vladimir's eyes, He asked slowly, "Where did we talk just now?"

Vladimir's forehead was already covered with cold sweat, his legs went limp in fright, he slumped on the tatami mat, opened his mouth wide, gasped violently, and then stammered, "Yan...and I have nothing to do! I swear! This ninja has nothing to do with me! These dirty Japanese bastards, they just attacked my place yesterday, how could I bring a ninja to you."

Yan Yan stared at Vladimir gloomyly, and he ignored the call of the other party. There is no doubt that this ninja came from the Hand Association, and the attack from the Hand Association and the Mafia was the introduction, and Vladimir just Just a fool who is easily used by the other party.

He hesitated with a gloomy face, is he going to kill Vladimir?After all, this is an extraordinary period. First he was targeted by people from Kunlun Holy Land, and now he is followed by Iga ninjas. Although Yan Yan is not afraid of them, he is extremely afraid of trouble!
Especially for a businessman, standing on the sidelines and selling arms is the way to do business, and once in a war, what he fights is golden gold!It's all his hard work!

Stupid Russian pigs! !

Yan Yan cursed angrily in his heart.

Vladimir saw something wrong cautiously, and hurriedly said: "Yan! We are friends, aren't we? I swear, I really didn't know anyone was following me."

Seeing that Yan Yan's face was still gloomy, Vladimir wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said quickly, "We are brothers! We are partners. We also want to make a lot of money together, don't we? I am willing to share 5.00% more profit, as my apology!"

5.00%?

That is 5000 million US dollars!

Blinking his eyes, a golden halo flashed in his eyeballs, and Yan Yan's head quickly calmed down.

With an extremely bright and warm smile, Yan Yan helped Vladimir up, and said with a smile, "I don't blame you, Jimmy! If you did it on purpose, your body is already floating in the sewers of New York."

Vladimir's face was pale, he let out a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, grabbed the vodka from the liquor cart and poured it into his mouth.

After pondering for a moment, Yan Yan frowned, then turned to Sisina behind him and asked, "Do you know the origin of this guy?"

"En! He's an Iga-ryu ninja! Iga-ryu is one of the three major sects in Japan. They don't respect the loyalty and morality of ninjas. They only fight for money, but they are extremely powerful! But they rarely leave their homeland." Sisina Winking cautiously, eyebrows slightly frowned, he said embarrassingly, "The ghost department, coming in and out like ghosts, is responsible for collecting information before the Iga ninja attack!"

Native Japanese genre?

Yakuza vs. Mafia Attack?

Slowly connecting all the clues in his brain, Yan Yan sneered in a daze, and a man wearing a black kimono with a serious expression appeared in Yan Yan's mind, with a cold light in his eyes, and he muttered in a low voice, "Voice Tian family's bastard dog!! You really gave me a big gift!"

Yashida Shingen is ambitious, and the New York Yamaguchi group controlled by him wants to dominate New York. The biggest obstacle in front of him is naturally the Hand.

"Anthony! You send Jimmy back first... Well! Forget it, Jimmy, you stay with me for a few days!" After pondering for a moment, Yan Yan glanced at the ugly Vladimir next to him and said with a smile. After all, Vladimir Kimir is his God of Wealth, and he can't let him get hurt before the banknotes are in hand.

"Hmm! Hmm!!" Heads nodded quickly one after another. Vladimir is not an idiot. The other party can follow him silently, so naturally he can also take off his head silently. In the current situation, in the Yan Yan's place is undoubtedly the safest.

Two hand ninjas escorted Vladimir down, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Boss! Iga ninjas are not simple. If they have elders who are casual, things will be even more troublesome this time!" Sisina's black and white foxy eyes are calm and cautious. "The four existing elders of Iga-ryu all inherit With ancient power! If we start a war rashly, we will only win miserably! Moreover, if the noise is too loud, I am worried that it will attract Kunlun's attention."

The corners of Yan Yan's mouth twitched. What Sisina said was exactly what he was thinking about now. He closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, Yan Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and a faint, arrogant and numb smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his mouth lowered. muttered:

"Since you dare to plot against me, then be prepared to be slaughtered by me like a dog. Damn you bastard, you are really impatient!"

　I took a break from the meeting and finally published a chapter. .

　　
　
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