Iron Blooded Wolf Chapter 379: That’s God’s business

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When Murakami shot forward, he felt his hand loose, but when he recovered, it was too late.

The exquisite pistol in his hand was taken by Zhang Hu at some point, and all of it became parts in twos or twos.

"Who are you?" Murakami was shocked, but his face was composure, his eyes kept turning around, hoping to find a way to escape.

"The one who killed you..." Zhang Hu looked at Murakami with a cold expression, then flew a kick and directly kicked the joint on Murakami's leg.

"Crack."

A clear sound of broken bones.

Then a miserable howl sounded through the night sky.

Murakami hugged his thigh and rolled on the ground, and at this moment Zhang Hu abruptly kicked his knee off. This kind of pain is not something anyone can bear.

Zhang Hu walked forward without any mercy, and stepped on Murakami's thigh again.

"Crack."

"Crack."

There was a burst of creepy fracture sounds, and then Murakami fainted.

Zhang Hu looked at Murakami with a gloomy face. Zhu Chengzhi has been working with him for almost a year. Zhang Hu still respects Zhu Chengzhi, an old man.

At this moment, Zhu Chengzhi was beaten into a blood gourd by the opponent, which made Zhang Hu already murderous.

For Zhang Hu, the captain of the Blue Sword Special Brigade, killing is as easy as drinking water. At this moment, he is full of murderous aura.

Fortunately, Zhang Hu did not do anything.

The value of a living person is much higher than the value of a dead person. He understands this very well.

In fact, when Lu Wuxie first came in, he had already discovered Murakami.

It's just that he was busy taking Zhu Chengzhi's pulse, and didn't have time to catch Murakami. At this moment, Lu Wuxie's heart had murderous intent, but it was buried in his heart.

What makes Lu Wuxie somewhat relieved is that Zhu Chengzhi's injury is not serious.

Because Murakami was busy interrogating the secret recipe of Zhu Chengzhi's Nether One, he didn't make any heavy moves at all. Originally, Murakami wanted to torture Zhu Chengzhi slowly, but he didn't expect Lu Wuxie to kill him.

Lu Wuxie input a trace of yin and yang energy into Zhu Chengzhi’s body, and felt that Zhu Chengzhi’s injury was not a major problem. Except for the excessive collapse due to old age and weakness, the rest was trauma. It's nothing serious.

"Boss, thank you this time..." Zhu Chengzhi was moved with tears in both eyes.

When he faced Murakami's lynching, he didn't have any fear, but at this moment, there was a tear in his eyes.

Lu Wuxie shook his head slightly, and at the same time, Lu Wuxie's heart burst into flames again.

He knew exactly which company Murakami belonged to. He kicked Murakami out of the hall at the beginning, but he didn't expect the dignified Daje Pharmaceutical Company to do such a despicable act.

He has always been the only one to bully others. When is it the turn of a company from a small island country?

Lu Wuxie shook his face and handed Zhu Chengzhi to one of his subordinates, and then Murakami, who had fainted, got into the car.

Lu Wuxie once again grasped the faces of the people from the island nation. At this moment, he was full of murderous aura, and it has been a long time since he was so angry.

An hour later, Lu Wuxie and his men returned to Paradise Island. Zhu Chengzhi was even arranged to rest by his men. Only Lu Wuxie and Zhang Hu were left on the scene, as well as a few men.

"Boss, what to do with him?" Zhang Hu looked at Murakami who fell on the ground with some anger.

"Wake him up first." Lu Wuxie looked at Murakami with a chill, and already regarded Murakami as dead in his heart.

It's just that, he definitely can't let Murakami die so easily, it will definitely be too cheap for Murakami.

"Wow..."

A bucket of icy water poured on Murakami's head, and Murakami woke up slowly.

Pain.

Heart-piercing pain.

Murakami only felt that he was bitten by insects and ants all over his body, a piercing pain that made Murakami unable to think.

"Kneel down." Like a chicken, Zhang Hu lifted Murakami directly and placed it in front of Lu Wuxie.

Murakami endured the pain on his own, looking at Lu Wuxie with a grim look: "Skills can be killed, not insulted, do you want me to submit?"

For the Bushido spirit, Murakami firmly remembers that he doesn't want to give in right now.

"Hehe..."

Lu Wuxie just chuckled.

What? Bushido spirit? Shit.

In previous missions, he met many islanders who were greedy for life and fear of death.

The spirit of Bushido is just a legend, just a kind of belief. People will have weaknesses and fear of death.

"Let's talk about it, how much money do you have, maybe you can spare your life." When Lu Wuxie was about to deal with the village, Zhang Hu quickly asked!

For Zhang Hu, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is a piece of meat.

Murakami: "???"

Lu Wuxie also glanced at Zhang Hu slightly. This little brother had a future, and he began to know that he was making money for the boss.

"Quickly, I'll give you a good time, otherwise it will make you worse than death..." Zhang Hu looked at Murakami with a gloomy expression.

"You humble Chinese, how could I surrender like you, I am an elite of the Japanese nation, stop dreaming." Murakami looked at Zhang Hu with disdain.

"Crack."

Zhang Hu raised his foot to face Murakami's leg bone. At this moment, Murakami's only leg bone that was not crushed by Zhang Hu was crushed by Zhang Hu this time.

"Don't think that I can surrender to you, tell you, my body, but the blood of the country..." Murakami's face has changed color, but he still gritted his teeth, facing Zhang Hudao.

"Crack..."

"Crack, click..."

Zhang Husi ignored Murakami's words, kicked Murakami with one foot, and then crushed one of Murakami's thigh bones. Under Zhang Hu's powerful force, Murakami fainted again.

"Damn, take his clothes off for me and wake up..." Zhang Hu said with a cold face.

Zhang Hu is also disdainful of Murakami's insistence on the so-called Bushido.

For Zhang Hu, who has experience in special forces, no matter what kind of belief, it is not worth mentioning at the moment of life and death.

That’s why killers in many countries hide a poison packet in their teeth. Once captured and there is no hope of escape, they cannot bear torture and can only kill them by themselves.

Even the top killers of various countries can't bear professional torture instruments, let alone an ordinary island player?

"Wow..."

Murakami was awakened again this time.

At this moment, Murakami yelled loudly when he saw that he was stripped naked.

"It is my glory to have the ability to kill me, to die for the Emperor Dahiguo..." Murakami looked like he was sworn to death.

"Damn, record him for me..." Zhang Hu said to the younger brother behind him, then turned and walked to Murakami with a grinning face.

"What are you going to do..." Murakami said with a wary look.

At this moment, Murakami was numb. He only wanted to die, but the oriental man in front of him was constantly torturing him, which made Murakami feel endless insult.

"What are you doing? I want you to die..."

A cold light appeared in Zhang Hu's eyes, and he stepped on all of Murakami's leg bones little by little, and the whole night sky made a desolate scream.

"I said, I said..." Murakami's eyes were finally terrified at the moment, and he trembling lips faced Zhang Hu.

"Is this right, let your Bushido spirit go to hell..." Zhang Hu said with a look of disdain.

"The account number is XXXXXXXX, and the password is XXXXXXX." Murakami looked at Zhang Hu in amazement: "I have already told you now, let me go quickly..."

"Let you go? It's impossible... It's God's business to let you go. My duty is to send you to see God."

Zhang Hu then turned to the younger brother behind him with a grim look: "Let’s take a close-up shot..."

The little brother hurriedly walked behind Zhang Hu with a serious look. At this time, Zhang Hu had become crazy, he didn't dare to go to Zhang Hu's mold.

"Start."

Zhang Hu yelled, and then he flew out quickly.

Murakami was thrown into the air.

"DaDaDa..."

Zhang Hu picked up his submachine gun from his younger brother and fired at Murakami.

"Puff puff..."

Several bullets hit Murakami's body continuously, and the huge impact from the bullets actually caused Murakami's corpse to fly high.

"Puff puff..."

As the bullets passed through Murakami one by one, it was not until the bullet of the submachine gun in Zhang Hu's hand was shot out that Murakami fell from the sky.

At this time, Murakami's corpse had been beaten out of shape. The entire corpse was turned into a pool of flesh and blood, and there was no appearance at all.

Lu Wuxie looked at all this coldly, and did not stop Zhang Hu's movements.

For Lu Wuxie, the people of the island nation have sinned very badly. Even if he died a thousand times, he would not have any compassion.

Moreover, he will put this video on the Internet.

He wants everyone to see and dare to provoke him. If he wants the results of their blue company, he must have his life in exchange.

I have to say that Lu Wuxie's ideas are crazy, and it is precisely because of Lu Wuxie's actions that he angered the senior management of the Japanese Daji Pharmaceutical Company.

As for Murakami, he is not actually a grass-roots figure, but the only child of a shareholder in Daji Pharmaceutical Company. The reason why Murakami is placed at the grass-roots level is to allow Murakami to grow rapidly.

But they didn't expect that at this moment, their senior son was hit by a bullet from Zhang Hu, and he was beaten into mud, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Handle it..." Lu Wuxie said with a cold face, before facing Zhang Hu lightly.

After killing Murakami, Lu Wuxie didn't have any expression, but a trace of enmity appeared in his eyes. He really lacked any goodwill for Daji, a pharmaceutical company. Since he provokes him, sooner or later. Uproot this company.

At this time, Lu Wuxie's phone rang suddenly. After the connection, Lu Wuxie learned that Prince Thum was waiting for him and wanted to ask him about something important.

"Prince Tum?" Lu Wuxie was a little surprised.

I gave the prince a head last time. It seems that the prince still has no peace.