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Chapter 451 I still like your unruly look just now!(4/4)

Before Lin Baici could make a move, he appeared in front of Nakamura Eita with a swish of a fish, as if teleporting. He opened his big hand, grabbed his hand holding the handle of the knife, and then kicked him in the air. His left leg hit the bone.

Katcha!

Nakamura Eita's calf made a crisp sound of fracture. It was broken and bent back at 90 degrees. If the skin and flesh were not still connected, the foot would have flown out.

"ah!"

Just as Nakamura Eita was about to scream, Yudan Lao grabbed his face again and pushed him back.

"Miss!"

Two bodyguards in suits rushed over immediately, pulled out their pistols, and pointed them at Yudanlao.

The two bodyguards outside the door also rushed in, holding guns in their right hands and standing ready.

Jin Yunshan was startled and quickly took two steps back, mainly because Yudanlao was too fast. She didn't feel safe until the bodyguards took out their guns, but soon discovered that these people were pointed at guns. He didn't panic at all.

"Old Yudan, why did you become so kind after entering the Divine Ruins?"

Zhong Shuman joked.

Lin Baici forked and cut. This wagyu tastes good. You can eat more.

"It's not easy to fight in front of Brother Lin!"

Yudan always cares about personal image.

"You look like a restaurant owner who makes human-meat barbecued pork buns. Why are you pretending to be a little white sheep?"

Zhong Shuman rolled his eyes and cut the meat for Lin Baici: "Classmate Lin, don't be afraid, we love our own people very much!"

"He is the eldest disciple of the Japanese swordsman Isao Kurita."

Jin Yunshan quickly reminded.

If Eita Nakamura died here, Isao Kurita would definitely cause trouble for him.

Yudanlao pushed Nakamura Eita away: "Get out!"

Nakamura Eita fell backwards to the ground, but he was strong and did not scream. Instead, he stared at Yudan Lao: "What? Are you afraid? You can beat me to death!"

Yudan Lao, who was about to return to his seat, heard this, walked up to Nakamura Eita, raised his big foot, and stomped down hard on the knee of his other leg.

Katcha!

Nakamura Eita's knee was shattered.

Yudan didn't stop, and with his second kick, he stepped on Nakamura Rongtian's right wrist.

Katcha!

The arm bone was broken.

"Didn't you hear what I said? He is the eldest disciple of the Japanese Sword Saint Isao Kurita!"

Jin Yunshan shouted, thinking that Yudanlao was a madman.

"Stop shouting, I heard you!"

Yudanlao picked his ears and said: "You want to say that he is a disciple of Tachibana Sendou. I took off my pants, washed my anus and apologized to him. He can do whatever he wants!"

"Isao Kurita?"

"Let him come and see how I can twist off his dog's head!"

"Return to the Japanese Sword Master? Do you really think that you can be a sword master with two swords? I am still the chef master of Hong Kong Island!"

Yudanlao cursed, spat on Nakamura Eita's face, and then kicked him in the ribs.

boom!

Nakamura Eita slipped out of the box.

Jin Yunshan's delicate face showed panic. She could see that this man had a lot of background.

Asiba!

Who is Lin Baici? Why do you know such an old man?

"What do you think of the genius who killed the God of Busan? If you pay this kind of price to poach people, if Sejong Zheng goes out in the future, the dogs will laugh up and down when they see him!"

Yudanlao sat back, picked up a fork, and played with it, turning it between his fingers.

"What did you say?"

Jin Yunshan didn’t understand: “What does it mean to kill the God of Busan?”

Kim Eun Hee's maid didn't dare to eavesdrop, so she didn't know much.

"Look, you and we are from two different worlds. Don't look at us god hunters with your earthly eyes!"

"The God of Digging?"

"You do not deserve!"

"Listen clearly, you are not worthy!"

At the end of the sentence, Yu Danlao's tone was as cold as the ice of the Arctic.

Jin Yunshan knew that the negotiation could not be concluded today and wanted to leave.

Whoosh!

The fork in Old Yudan's hand shot out, grazed Jin Yunshan's face, and inserted into the wall, toe-deep.

hiss!

Jin Yunshan was so frightened that his heart almost stopped.

"Did God Lin let you go?"

Zhong Shuman snorted coldly.

Li Yintong, who had been watching the excitement, flew up with a knife in his hand, and his eyes wandered on the necks of the four bodyguards.

"Lin Shen, what do you think?"

When Yudanlao talked to Lin Baici, he spoke softly and could not tell the cruel and bloodthirsty nature of the black shop owner.

Lin Baici raised his head, eating barbecue slowly while looking at Jin Yunshan.

The emotionless gaze made Jin Yunshan panic.

She felt like Lin Baici was in front of a butcher shop, looking at the quality of a piece of pork.

"I...I don't mean any harm, I just want to hire you!"

Jin Yunshan, who had always been arrogant, relented.

"Eating all the time is quite boring, how about letting her do a striptease?"

Old Yudan suggested: "It would look pretty good if the young lady from the chaebol family dances!"

Jin Yunshan's expression changed drastically. She had seen Nakamura Eita's strength before, but he was defeated by that middle-aged man in one move, unless it was Jin Xianlai...

But given his relationship with Jin Xian, he might not be too lazy to care.

"Mr. Lin, my tone may be offensive, but I really mean no harm!"

"possible:"

Zhong Shuman knocked on the dining table: "It seems you are still not convinced!"

"It is my fault!"

Jin Yunshan lowered his head and bowed, turning his waist 90 degrees: "I'm sorry, please look at the face of me being Jin Yingzhen's sister, please spare me this time!"

Jin Yunshan clenched her hands, her nails were embedded in her flesh. She didn't want to apologize, but she didn't want to do a striptease.

"I still like your unruly look just now!"

Lin Baici waved his hand: "Don't be detrimental to Jin Yingzhen, otherwise I will let you understand how terrible I am!"

"Let's go!"

Jin Yunshan saw that Lin Baici was speechless, as if he was a wild dog that could be dispatched at will. However, Jin Yunshan did not dare to feel unhappy. Under the eager gazes of the three old Yudans, he bowed to Lin Baici again.

, and then exited the box.

When he left the restaurant and came to the car, Jin Yunshan finally couldn't help it and kicked the Bentley in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

The high heels hit the car door, causing a hole in the foot!

Asiba! Asiba!

Jin Yunshan was so angry that she had never been so embarrassed since she was a child.

"I can call my teacher over!"
Chapter completed!
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