The doctor hurriedly left the ward to arrange the follow-up matters, and there were only two people left in the room.

One is charming and passionate, and the other is at a loss when sweating profusely.

Hua Chaozun thought of half lying up, but the pain in his chest made him unable to move.

Seeing this, Hasegawa came to Hua Chaozun's bed, gently held Hua Chaozun's hand, and comforted with a gentle tone: "Dear, don't worry, I will definitely protect you from anyone's harm, believe me!"

The two of them looked at each other, and Hasegawa's eyes were full of desire, and Hua Chaozun's eyes were full of fear. Seeing the other person treating him like this, Hua Chaozun opened his eyes wide, his face wriggled, and his mouth twisted, bared his teeth and sniffed twice.

"Then my dear, you have to rest first. I will arrange for someone to pick you up and discharge you later." After saying that, Hasegawa smiled and turned around and left.

When the door of the ward was outside the clanging sound of high heels left, Hua Chaozun immediately lay halfway up, thinking about escaping from this place, but suddenly there was a sense of tearing from his left chest. Hua Chaozun groaned and then lay back on the bed weakly.

I thought about the moment when he and Hasegawa looked at each other, and the desire he saw in the other person's eyes was filled with the fierce human desire, like a raging fire of desire, which put him in the volcanic magma.

When I think of some erotic scenes...

Hey~~~

Hua Chaozun immediately had goosebumps!

"No, no, no! No! I can't speak!

No matter who kills me, I must run away. I will never agree to such a thing if I die!

My buddy is in her prime and is naturally beautiful. You can't let the tree demon grandma squeeze it out!"

No matter what Hana Chaozun was thinking about at the moment, Hasegawa on the other side had already left by car with his assistant.

Driving on the road, in the extended version of the car, Hasegawa sat on a handmade seat in the rear, holding a glass of milk in his hand and crossing his legs.

The young male assistant next to him straightened his back and sat in the side seat, waiting for the call at any time.

After sucking the milk from the cup in his hand, Hasegawa frowned and said, "It's not that we have told the community where Sato is located through relationships that we will not testify in court.

How did the other party respond?”

"President, the other party responded that as long as the Chaozunjun is guaranteed not to appear in court, they will never hurt Chaozunjun. But now it seems..."

"You go and verify this matter again. Three days ago, I have entrusted a very excellent bodyguard to protect Chao Zunjun. Remember to pick up Chao Zunjun later and hire a few more people to ensure his safety."

"Yes, it's just the president. I don't understand. I don't know if there are some words that should be said or not?"

"What's up?"

"Why are you so concerned about Chaozunjun?"

Hasegawa gave a look. The assistant knew that he was talking too much, so he hurriedly shut up. As for the reason, Hasegawa subconsciously rubbed his stomach and said to himself: "I thought it was a show-off to get what I needed, but I didn't expect that God actually made a big joke with me at this age..."

Thinking of this, Hasegawa continued to instruct: "I will go abroad for a period of recuperation tomorrow, and this matter is very important to me.

During the period when I left, you must pay attention to Chaozunjun's affairs and not let him have any accidents!"

"Hi!"

Just when Hana Asahazun was about to be arranged to move to Hasegawa's private residence.

In the city of Tokyo, there is a traditional street left over from the Edo period.

The dark brick and wooden cottages are spread out along the street, and many handicrafts stand on the street, with a wide range of handicrafts, soba noodles, fruits, pickle shops and ice cream attracting tourists to stop and taste.

Each store has its own main feature, and the signboards often have a prosperous business.

In the traditional Tokyo complex, there is a store with the words "soup" printed on the sign of the store.

When you enter the store, the unique oriental atmosphere comes to you until you take off your clothes and step into it. The humid air tells people that this is a place to take a bath.

The bathhouse was filled with white steam, and people with big and round waists were all enjoying the comfort of this time.

In the bathhouse pool, among the many people with tattoos and tattoos, one of them enjoyed the spaciousest space, and there were two people beside him wiping his body.

The man squinted his eyes, his upper body was covered with exquisite tattoos. Just as he closed his eyes and rested, he came to him and whispered a few words in his ear. When the man heard the person passing the message, he opened his eyes, and there was a sinister look in his eyes, with a fierce ruthlessness like a vicious dog.

Looking at the subordinate who was passing the message, he looked puzzled: "What's going on? Didn't I say it at the beginning? As long as the person doesn't appear in court to testify, wouldn't I take action?

How did that person get into the hospital?”

"I heard that I had a gunshot wound!"

"Continue to tell the other party that as long as they keep their promises, I will not do it.

By the way, go and check who caused this matter. If it is really the people under our command that are taking the initiative without authorization, you can deal with it according to the rules!"

After a moment, the night was deep...

Outside the Japanese bathhouse club, a group of people came out in a vast way, and the leader, surrounded by a group of people, left by car.

"Sato has left in a car!"

A young face said in a car parked at the corner of the street, looking at the person sitting in the passenger seat next to him.

"Come on and keep monitoring!"

After saying that, the person in the passenger seat rubbed his tired eyes, lit a cigarette and began to spit out the clouds.

The car started slowly and quietly followed the car Sato was riding in.

The two cars driving on the road, one in front and one behind, kept a distance. In the trailing car, the young man in the driver's seat asked, "Senior Kimura, I heard that you found the man who was beggar Atsuzu today, how did he end up?"

Kimura shook her head, sighed, opened the car window and popped up the cigarette butt, and the voice was a little tired: "The hope is not great, the man claimed to have amnesia, and obviously he did not want to testify in court."

"Why, Sato asked his men to silence him. Why didn't that person still refuse to testify?"

"Who knows... Sato personally executed the leader of another club. Although the person he killed was not a good thing, it was because of the witnesses that we were given the opportunity to overthrow Sato this time."

"Yes, if it weren't for this, I really don't know how long a villain like Sato would have been away from the law!

If that bastard is unwilling to appear in court, I really don’t know how long it will take to find Sato’s handle!”

"Oh...the hope is slim...

The man and the woman behind him were both extremely selfish people. What kind of law and kindness are nothing in their eyes. As long as the matter is not related to him, they often ignore it." Speaking of this, Kimura rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little tired: "It seems that I was wrong, thinking that I just had to force him..."

Halfway through Kimura was stunned, and looked at the colleague beside him with fear, and found that he had not noticed anything, so he seemed to be nothing: "Forget it, it's useless to say more. That dog, who is called Hua Chaozun, is such an incompetent bastard who hides behind a woman to eat soft food!"

In Sato's car, the driver looked at his rearview mirror and reminded him: "Boss, there is a car behind us all the time!"

Sato sat in the back seat, sneered at the sound, and replied contemptuously: "It should be the native dog of Kimura."

"Do I want someone to be him?"
Chapter completed!