Chapter 69: Mitoko Ikeda

"Listen to Zuo Huaiyu, ask your person to save the girl next to Michiko, and I will let this big leader go. Otherwise, as long as the tip of the knife in my hand moves gently, you will not be able to bear it!" Zhao Jianhui hid behind the leader and shouted.

"Zuo Huaiyu, without me supporting you, can you become a leader? Save me quickly..." Zhao Jianhui's knife moved slightly, and the leader shouted in cooperation.

Then, Zuo Huaiyu's cry: "Where is Michiko Ikeda, where did the oriental girl who was still here just now?" Zhao Jianhui poked his head out from behind the leader, and indeed, he could no longer see Michiko and You Xiaoran's figures.

The elevator door opened again, and a large number of special police officers wearing black bulletproof vests and black combat suits, wearing helmet masks rushed in with a Type 95 submachine gun. A thunderous shout sounded, "Don't move! Put down all weapons!"

Director Zuo looked back and felt strange. He was the director of the public security department, and the special police force was under the armed police system, but he, the director, had to sign and approve it. He was originally accompanied by the leader to relax, but when he heard the dull gunshots in the room, he temporarily transferred a few confidants. Because he had a ghost in his heart, he did not notify the armed police for support. Why did these people come by themselves?

"Hurry! The criminal is over there!" He shouted and pointed at the front, and at the same time raised his gun and aimed at Zhao Jianhui. Among these people, Zhao Jianhui was the only one who was her confidant. As long as Zhao Jianhui was eliminated, he could still be his leader safely. Those Eastern people would not betray his secrets, and the leaders would not betray his secrets. Therefore, he wanted to take action before the armed police came and found out the situation.

"Bang!" The gunshot sounded, and the pistol in Director Zuo flew out. He covered his hands and staggered a few steps, looked up at the special police behind him in horror. One of them had smoke at the gun.

"I said let go of all the weapons! Immediately! Isn't the fuck you didn't hear it or what happened?" The special police's eyes flashed fiercely, and all the guns were aimed at the police.

"What are you doing?? I am the director of the Public Security Bureau! He is the criminal! Your mother is blind!" His hand was numb by the shot.

Tu Xiong's loud voice didn't give him any face: "Don't you, that's our boss, who is the bad guy and who is the good guy, and you guy is the explanation?"

Zhao Jianhui smiled and clapped his hands, pushing the person in front of him forward, and the big leader with his bare butt fell off the bed. The leader might also feel that his honor was out of sight, and he didn't feel any pain at all when he got up from the ground, so he quickly grabbed a sheet and wrapped it around his waist.

"What's going on?! Which unit are you from? If you don't beat criminals and hit your own people, I think you are trying to rebel?! Ask your leader to see me at my office tomorrow!" The leader's belly was surrounded by a bed sheet, and he scolded him majesticly and prepared to leave.

However, a SWAT team member blocked his way: "I'm sorry, you can't go out."

"What!? You... a bastard! Do you know who I am!? Do you dare to talk to me like this? Do you don't want to do it anymore?? What about your leader? Call your leader over! This is impossible to tell me, but I want to see how your leader is!?"

"I'm so brave, I dare to stop the leader's road? I want to see who dares to shoot!... Protect the leader, go out!" Director Zuo, who was confronting the special police, shouted loudly, and led the people with great courage.

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Gunshots sounded like beans, and screams came one after another. A total of five policemen were hit on their legs, and the special police yelled like crazy tigers: "Hurry up and put down your weapons, or you will be killed! Put down your weapons!"

The police were finally scared and all put the gun down. Zuo Huaiyu was almost shocked and placed the gun on the ground, shouting: "What are you going to do? I am the director of the Public Security Bureau! What unit are you from! Do you dare to threaten the detention of government officials by force? Do you want to rebel? Who gives you the right?! Are you going to rebel or what?!"

As a civil servant, the leader could no longer speak when he saw the bloody scene.

Seeing that You Xiaoran was taken to by Michiko Ikeda again, Zhao Jianhui was extremely angry. How could he stay here and chat with these people? After jumping out of bed, he said with a cold face: "If you have any nonsense with them, kill them if you are dishonest."

As he said, he walked out, turned around and pointed at the men in black and said, "Especially these Eastern pigs, no one is left..."

After walking out of the elevator and returning to the beautiful hall, Zhao Jianhui saw the dove sitting next to the rockery covering her chest and gasping. Her chest was still bleeding, and her snow-white fingers were stained red by blood.

"How are you? Who hurts you?" Zhao Jianhui quickly walked to the pigeon and asked while tearing off her sleeves to bandage her.

"Boss, do I have trouble with you every time I follow you? Last time it was my arm, this time it was my chest, and next time it might be..." Pigeon laughed terrified, still joking with Zhao Jianhui.

Zhao Jianhui said angrily: "Stop talking, what are you talking about? Tell me quickly, who hurt you?"

"A woman in black, she...she also brought a very beautiful girl, boss, is that the girlfriend you are looking for?" Pigeon was seriously injured, but he has not forgotten the gossip of the little woman until now. It really made Zhao Jianhui both funny and headache.

"Where did they go?" Zhao Jianhui comforted the pigeon and then asked.

The pigeon's chin hurried towards the small doors behind him: "The third door..." Before the pigeon could finish his words, Zhao Jianhui had already gotten up and ran over. When entering the elevator, he heard the pigeon say weakly behind him: "Boss, you are polite and over friend..."

This elevator went down. Although there was no number displayed in the elevator, Zhao Jianhui could still feel that the elevator went down for more than twenty seconds before stopping and opening the door.

The deep corridor with dim lights told Zhao Jianhui that his current location must be the bottom of the building. Walking along the corridor, Zhao Jianhui felt that although the road inside was tortuous, the general direction had not changed. The oblique direction was the location of the Dongyang Consulate facing the Jinwei Guild Hall.

That Zuo Huaiyu really deserves to be killed. He actually tolerated the Japanese digging tunnels underground in the capital. He would believe it if he didn't know at all.

While walking, Zhao Jianhui took out his pistol with all bullets and replaced it with a magazine. The more he walked forward, the more he was more cautious. He walked forward for more than 300 meters away, and a three-way intersection appeared in front. Zhao Jianhui squatted on the ground and observed it carefully before walking along the intersection on the far right.

After walking forward for three or two minutes, a small black and oily iron door appeared in front of Zhao Jianhui's eyes. After pushing open the iron door, there was a small room outside without a light. This door was in a corner of the small room, and it looked like a semicircular oil barrel from the outside. There were seven or eight real oil barrels with the same appearance as this small door in the room. Flashes of engine oil and gasoline smell filled the air.

Zhao Jianhui carefully passed through the oil barrel and came to the door opposite. He saw through the crack of the door and found that there was a large room with only three or two dim lights on outside. There were a few shiny black painted sedans parked in the room, which looked like a large garage.

Just when Zhao Jianhui was about to open the door and go out, the door of the garage outside was opened, and a sound of a gentle heel hitting the ground gradually sounded, with a light and soothing rhythm, like a pleasant note in the quiet room.

As the sound of walking approached, Zhao Jianhui's eyes saw a black slim figure flashing through the crack of the door.

The dim lights and black tights made the woman's whole body almost dim and hazy. However, her graceful figure was still filled with a charming atmosphere wrapped in a slender and leather-like clothes.

Under the faint light at the top of the passage, a long hair like a waterfall was drooping straight to the waist, as if it was stirring a trace of fragrance. Under the black hair, a handsome and charming face as pink and jade sculptures, a pair of smart and lively eyes flashed with vigilant light from time to time under the two curved eyebrows. The tender red lips were gently pursed, revealing a slight uneasiness and strength in my heart.

The woman was carrying a small black bag in her hand, with only the strap of the handbag being decorated with a few shiny rhinestones, which emitted a flashing cold light under the light.

The woman's fair fingers opened the door of a car and threw the handbag in. The two straight and slender thighs, with gentle curves, turned gently, leaving Zhao Jianhui with only the seductive back.

"Michiko, it's illegal for you to do this. You can't treat me like this..." A man's voice came from the car, speaking in Oriental dialect.

The woman sneered that, and said lightly: "Illegal? Which country's laws are I violating? I can't treat you like this? Humph... I can kill you if you don't cooperate with my work."

This woman is Michiko Ikeda? Is this her true face?
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