Soon, Yamamoto Yoshio and the others caught up.
Yamamoto Yoshio asked with some confusion, "Mr. Chen, why didn't we deal with this Higashino Taijiro?"
Chen Mo replied, "We dealt with Tong Ke and Tong Ren because they had no status in R Country."
"Higashino Taijiro has a not low status in R Country. If something really happened to him, it would probably bring us unnecessary trouble."
Yamamoto Yoshio quickly nodded, "So that's how it is. I didn't consider it thoroughly. It's just letting that kid off easy. He actually dared to shoot at Mr. Chen, he's simply courting death."
Chen Mo smiled, "How long do you think he can live?"
Yamamoto Yoshio looked confused, not understanding Chen Mo's meaning.
"Xinlong Consortium did a lot of fraudulent and deceptive things before, and they have many enemies. If we spread the word that the Xinlong Consortium has no liquid funds at all, do you think he can see tomorrow's sun?"
Yamamoto Yoshio suddenly understood.
He quickly replied, "Mr. Chen, I'll arrange it now."
Chen Mo nodded, and the group left the Xinlong Consortium.
Nakamura Hayaki and the other two followed closely, their faces full of excitement. They knew they had made the right bet today.
Before getting into the car, Chen Mo stopped. "You don't need to follow."
"Ah?"
Nakamura Hayaki's expression stiffened, looking nervous.
Chen Mo then looked at Wu Guangxiao beside him, "You stay by their side and help them expand their influence."
Wu Guangxiao responded, "Yes, Mr. Chen!"
Nakamura Hayaki, on the other hand, looked excited.
After giving these instructions, Chen Mo got into the car. The two cars first went to the bank, opened a bank account, and deposited all the R Yuan.
Then, Chen Mo and the others returned to the hotel.
As soon as they arrived at the hotel, Wang Dezhong couldn't help but run over, "Xiao Chen, how did the matter of collecting the debt go?"
Chen Mo took out a bank card and handed it to Wang Dezhong, "There are two billion R Yuan in here, is that enough?"
"How, how much?!"
When Wang Dezhong heard Chen Mo's words, he was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.
Chen Mo said again, "To be precise, it should be two billion one hundred million."
Upon hearing this, Wang Dezhong stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Chen Mo reached out and supported him.
"Old Wang, there's no need to be so surprised, is there?" Chen Mo said helplessly.
Wang Dezhong looked at Chen Mo, "How can I not be surprised? Two billion one hundred million R Yuan, that's equivalent to over a billion of ours!"
"You just went out for a walk, this, this is too unbelievable!"
Chen Mo smiled, "Old Wang, didn't I just go to collect a debt? Nothing to be surprised about. Let's go, let's go to the restaurant to eat. I'm treating today."
With that, Chen Mo and the others headed towards the hotel restaurant.
The hotel restaurant was also very luxuriously decorated.
Chen Mo directly requested a private room at the hotel, and they walked into the room.
A waiter came in, and the ordering was naturally handed over to Keiko.
Yamamoto Yoshio went to handle Chen Mo's matter and was not present.
At this moment, in a record store.
Yamamoto Yoshio knocked on the door and walked in.
A middle-aged man wearing wooden clogs came out.
"Sir, what kind of records do you need?" the middle-aged man asked.
Yamamoto Yoshio said, "I was introduced by Beichi and want to find you to handle some matters."
The middle-aged man sized up Yamamoto Yoshio.
"Sir, please follow me."
After speaking, the middle-aged man led Yamamoto Yoshio to the second floor.
Yamamoto Yoshio didn't think much of it and followed the middle-aged man to the second floor.
The middle-aged man pushed open a room, "Sir, please wait here for a moment. I'll go get some things and be right back."
"Okay." Yamamoto Yoshio nodded and then sat on the futon in the room.
The middle-aged man glanced at Yamamoto Yoshio and closed the door.
However, Yamamoto Yoshio was somewhat puzzled.
He waited in the room for a full twenty minutes, but the middle-aged man never came in.
Yamamoto Yoshio frowned slightly.
He got up to check the situation outside the door.
But as soon as he got up, Yamamoto Yoshio heard two cars suddenly stop downstairs.
Then, chaotic footsteps came from the stairs.
"He's inside!" The boss's voice came from the doorway.
Hearing this, Yamamoto Yoshio knew something was wrong!
He first went to the window.
At this height, it was not a problem for Yamamoto Yoshio at all.
But as soon as he reached the window, he saw several people downstairs pointing guns at the window.
He believed that as soon as he opened the window to go out, he would be riddled with bullets.
"Bang!"
Just then, the door was kicked open.
Several men in black rushed in, holding guns, their dark muzzles all aimed at Yamamoto Yoshio.
Yamamoto Yoshio's movements were very swift.
The moment these people rushed in, he quickly found cover in the room.
At the same time, he picked up several brushes from the table and threw them towards the door.
At this moment, Yamamoto Yoshio was, after all, a dark energy martial artist.
The brushes in his hands instantly pierced the chests of two men.
The two men stared with wide eyes, looking incredulous.
"Bang bang bang!"
Seeing this, the other men quickly pulled the trigger.
The gunshot immediately rang out.
There was no significant cover in the room.
Moreover, Yamamoto Yoshio did not possess Chen Mo's extraordinary abilities.
Instantly, Yamamoto Yoshio was shot in the leg and fell directly to the ground.
"Capture him alive!"
The leading man, seeing that Yamamoto Yoshio had no weapons, coldly commanded.
The men on the sides quickly stepped forward and subdued Yamamoto Yoshio.
"Baka! Who the hell are you?!" Yamamoto Yoshio glared angrily at the man in front of him.
The man sneered, "Mr. Yamamoto, you will know who we are very soon. We have been waiting for you to return to your country for a long time."
"Are you from Polar Bear orη ζ?" Yamamoto Yoshio already had a guess in his heart.
The man did not speak.
Instead, he patted the middle-aged man beside him, "Well done. The reward we promised will not be less by a single cent."
"Thank you, sir!" the middle-aged man said gratefully.
Yamamoto Yoshio looked at the middle-aged man, "You knew who I was long ago?"
The middle-aged man did not hide it and nodded.
"Who told you?" Yamamoto Yoshio questioned.
The middle-aged man smiled, "The Beichi you mentioned owes me a lot of money. Today, he contacted me and told me there was a big fish today, and catching him would earn a lot of money."
"It's that bastard Beichi!" Yamamoto Yoshio was furious.
"Take him away!" the man commanded.
Then, several people carried the injured Yamamoto Yoshio down the stairs.