Chapter 218

At this time, Inagawa Xingye Inagawa Xingye Changshan was sitting in the back seat of the car smoking, when he suddenly sneezed fiercely.

"Who is thinking of me? Could it be that guy Inagawa Inagawa Xinghai?" Inagawa Xingye Inagawa Xingye Changshan said, then he touched his stomach and said: "Coming to the East this time, I can't even get enough to eat. I must contact the consortium members of the Inagawa Society quickly and get the IOUs back."

However, when he just took out his phone, he found that there was an email on the screen.

After clicking it open, Inagawa Xingye Inagawa Xingye Changshan's whole body shook violently, and then he began to cough fiercely!

His face turned pale instantly!

Inagawa Xingye Inagawa Xingye Changshan did not notice that when he was coughing, a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

His face was as pale as paper.

"How could this be? Why would this happen?" Inagawa Xingye Inagawa Xingye Changshan muttered to himself, his eye sockets filled with terror!

With trembling hands, he pressed the delete key!

He even forgot that he had already set that email to text transfer status!

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On a wasteland, there was a large group of people.

In the driver's seat of one of the jeeps sat a middle-aged man in a black robe. He wore a hood that covered most of his face, looking mysterious and unfathomable, as if the surrounding scenery was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

"We are about three kilometers away from the Black Dragon Hall headquarters," the driver said.

"Three kilometers, that's short," the middle-aged man said nonchalantly: "Accelerate."

So, the jeep he was riding in suddenly accelerated and rushed forward!

This high-speed driving caused a strong wind to rise inside the carriage, almost blowing the roof off!

"Boss, are you really going to break into the Black Dragon Hall directly? As far as I know, this force is very huge. If we are not careful, we might encounter danger. After all, our goal is not the Black Dragon Hall itself, but that person..." the driver hesitated and said again: "If we break in, it will anger the master of the Black Dragon Hall."

"I can't care about that much anymore," the mysterious man said: "This news concerns my future. If I can get my hands on it, my strength can go to the next level."

Although his words were very calm, his tone revealed a touch of intense madness!

It seemed that this middle-aged man believed he had found a huge breakthrough!

"Alright, Boss..." the driver was silent for a few seconds and said: "If something really happens, I hope you can protect my safety."

The subtext of this sentence was very simple—if you get into trouble, I will be buried with you!

"Hehe, what are you afraid of?" The mysterious man smiled: "Don't worry, not only will I save you, but I will also give you a sum of money, enough for you to live without worry for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, the driver breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, Boss, when are we going to China?" the driver asked the man beside him: "Smuggling over there costs a lot of money, and besides, we are not sure if that gentleman is actually in China..."

"Whether he is there or not is not important," the mysterious man said: "Since he could send someone to kill my people, how could I let him have it easy?"

"I want to see what kind of ability he has to dare to provoke me like this," he squinted his eyes and said: "Over the years, I haven't done it myself for a long time."

"But, Boss, that gentleman's strength is unfathomable. I'm worried that even if we go, we won't be able to catch him, and instead, we will be countered..." the subordinate still wanted to dissuade him: "Is this too risky?"

"You say that just because your experience is not enough," the mysterious middle-aged man said: "However, this time, I can show you and let you know how powerful I am."

"Then... Boss, when shall we act?" the driver said: "If we can catch that guy, we can get what we want."

"This guy has a deep influence in China, and it's not easy to dig him out. But it doesn't matter, I can change my approach and focus on Kuchiki Senya. This is the easiest and most direct way."

After speaking, his eyes narrowed slightly, shooting out a ruthless glint: "Kuchiki Senya, it's him."

After the mysterious middle-aged man said this, he stepped on the gas pedal! The jeep roared and sped forward!

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"Damn it! What's going on?" At this time, Kuchiki Senya had just woken up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, yawned, and then stretched.

Playing with the female assistant last night made Kuchiki Senya feel very comfortable.

However, the moment he opened his eyes, he was almost scared to death!

Because a gun was already pointed at his head!

The safety of this gun was still off!

"Ah!" Kuchiki Senya let out a scream, then immediately raised his hands and shouted: "Friend, calm down!"

"Hehe, have you finally woken up?" A voice entered Kuchiki Senya's ears.

Hearing this, Kuchiki Senya's whole body went stiff! He looked up with difficulty and saw a familiar face!

This man was wearing a casual suit and looked gentle, but he gave off an extremely oppressive feeling!

He was standing by the window, looking at the vast wilderness outside.

And in his hand, he held a gun!

The visual shock caused by this scene was simply too powerful!

This man looked like a god of death from hell! His whole body was shrouded in cold chill!

"Who is this man?" This was the only thought that popped into the mysterious man's mind!

And at this time, he already understood completely that everything had fallen into a desperate situation.

Here, his fate could not control his own life or death!

"You... what do you want to do? I tell you, this is the United States!" Kuchiki Senya's heart pounded, and his forehead was covered in sweat.

He had already anticipated the situation he was about to face, but even so, he still held a glimmer of luck, trying to threaten this man who was famous in the dark world.

"Of course I remember it's the United States, that's why I came here, it can save a lot of time," the man said, slowly turning around to look at Kuchiki Senya. Those eyes seemed to be filled with endless black holes and abysses! Once one entered those eyes, the whole person would be lost!

"You... who are you!" Kuchiki Senya tried to maintain his composure and asked.

The man did not answer. His figure had turned into a gust of wind, drifting to Kuchiki Senya's side, kneeling on one knee, his hands presented in a cupped gesture, respectfully handing Kuchiki Senya a letter.

This was a black invitation.