He was about to die. He spent a lot of money on so-called foreign medical experts, but he still couldn't find any sense of security, so he hoped to find Xu Jia for help.

Tian Kun has never been so aggrieved in his life. No one dared to provoke him, which also led to his arrogant personality and complete disregard for others.

After not picking up for several times in a row, Okamoto Jiro became uneasy. He looked at Xu Jia and asked for help: "Can I pick up for you?"

Xu Jia didn't answer. Jiro Okamoto stepped forward, grabbed the phone and put it to his ear.

"Cao Ni Ma, what the hell are you doing?!"

As soon as the call was connected, Okamoto Jiro heard a burst of cursing.

The phone was on speakerphone, so it was very loud.

Xu Jia was smiling on the side, Okamoto's face was extremely ugly: "I am Okamoto."

The other end of the phone suddenly paused, probably stunned.

Tian Kun lay in the hospital, panicking inside.

He wanted to call Xu Jia, hoping that Xu Jia could help him treat him. Who knew that after so many calls, no one answered, which made him very angry.

"Mr. Okamoto, how could it be you?"

"I'm here to discuss something with Mr. Xu. What, you have something to do with him?"

Okamoto Jiro's deep voice made Tian Kun's heart thump.

The Japanese Alliance and Xu Jia are now bitter enemies. If he calls Xu Jia at this time, will it arouse some unnecessary suspicion?

Tian Kun glanced at the number on his phone several times to confirm that it was Xu Jia's, and became even more panicked.

The Japanese people are very suspicious, and they may have random suspicions about something.

"Okamoto-kun, Xu Jia killed my brother and did something to my body. There is a chronic poison in my body that cannot be discharged. I have invited many foreign medical experts to come, but now

None of them have been completely cured."

Tian Kun was afraid of arousing Jiro Okamoto's suspicion, so he simply resorted to everything.

Tian Kui's death was indeed a big loss to the Japanese country, which made Okamoto Jiro extremely angry.

At the same time, Yanagawa Fujilai and the others also felt a headache.

Tian Kui's death was like a warning, and like a slap in the face of the Japanese people.

"Mr. Okamoto, you must make the decision for me!"

Tian Kun begged.

Jiro Okamoto: "What evidence do you have that Mr. Xu did it?"

"not yet."

Tian Kun paused and answered.

Where the hell did he get the evidence?

However, since the last time he met Xu Jia in a hotel and his car was run over, something didn't feel right with him.

After I came back, my chest kept tingling. At first, I thought I was just a little frightened, but I also had physical problems.
Chapter completed!