Chapter 656 My Man Is Very Powerful

Although Ozawa Masao is an ordinary person, he can still be regarded as a big boss. His younger brother was instantly dealt with by Chen Ke. He also showed a surprised look at the moment when the incident happened, but he quickly calmed down.

"Oops... It seems that I have offended someone I shouldn't have offended... In that case, I will tell you everything." Ozawa said.

"Your attitude changed too quickly. Are all of you Risheng people like this?" Chen Kedao said.

"There is an old saying in Feihuang: He who knows the current affairs is a hero." Ozawa said with a smile.

"To put it simply, isn't that just cowardice?" Chen Ke spread his hands.

"Mr. Chen, don't talk nonsense to him. Just ask him to tell you where Miss Shrili went." Shen Yun said righteously.

"Hey, I don't know where she went. I want to find her too." Ozawa retorted.

"Why did she come to Risheng? Why did she come to you? Tell me quickly." Chen Ke said.

"Tell her to loosen her legs. My chest feels tight." Ozawa said.

Shen Yun looked at Chen Ke, relaxed his legs and stood aside. Ozawa straightened his collar, stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture, asking Chen Ke and Shen Yun to sit on the sofa opposite him.

He picked up a bottle of champagne from the table, opened it, and poured it into three glasses from the side.

Chen Ke was not afraid of what tricks he would play, so he sat on the sofa with Shen Yun, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp.

"This is what happened..." Ozawa recalled while recounting what happened a few days ago...

A few days ago…

11pm.

The public relations club was very quiet. Office workers who had been fucked by capitalists all day, rich bosses who were not short of money, and public relations ladies of different prices were sitting in booths of different grades drinking and chatting. The waiter walked between the booths with a bottle of champagne, recording the points added at different tables.

Risheng's public relations club is not a brothel. You cannot touch the public relations girls here, otherwise you will be thrown out of the door after being pampered by the Yakuza who are behind the scenes.

Guests can only name the ladies at various price points, enter the booth, and then drink and chat with them. The billing of public relations girls is based on time, and the price of the top one will naturally be very expensive.

The income of public relations girls is linked to the customer's consumption during the time period, so they will continue to lure customers to order, such as fruit dishes, wine and various desserts. If you name the same girl multiple times, you may be able to get the other party's phone number. , maybe we can make an appointment to play out in private, but in fact those ladies are not fools.

As the owner of the nightclub, Ozawa Masao and several Wakatou in the group were sitting in a private room on the second floor. There were also several public relations ladies in the room, singing karaoke for entertainment.

At this time, a man opened the door, holding a pistol with a silencer in his hand and standing at the door with an indifferent expression.

As soon as they saw the gun, everyone in the room was stunned, and only the accompaniment was still playing.

The public relations ladies screamed and hurriedly hid behind the sofa and crouched down. None of the Ruotou and Ozawa had guns in their hands. After being stunned for a second, the several Ruotou stood up and blocked the way. In front of Ozawa.

"Hey! Are you from Akagi Club!? You actually came to assassinate our leader? If you want to seize the territory, fight openly on the street, you bastard!" A Ruotou yelled at the man.

The man at the door said nothing, raised his hand and fired two shots, shattering Ruotou's knees.

"Ahh!!!" Naruotou screamed repeatedly, covering his knees and curling up on the ground, blood flowing all over the floor.

"I am Masao Ozawa, the leader of the Ozawa group directly under the Qingyun Association. Who are you? Tell me your name." Masao Ozawa asked while sitting on the sofa.

The man didn't speak, looked at Ozawa with an indifferent expression, and inserted the gun into the holster under his suit.

"His name is Chen Ke, he is my man."

At this time, Shrili walked into the room from behind him. She was wearing a dark purple suspender skirt and black stockings. She had a dark gold coat on her body, a pair of purple high heels, and long purple hair. Her hair hung down on her chest, and a crystal necklace hung on her snow-white neck.

"Who are you, this woman? Do you know that this is my territory?" Ozawa stood up, not knowing the background of the two people in front of him.

"I don't care whose territory this is, I just know that you know the information I want to know." Shreli smiled.

"You think you can force me to tell you everything with a pistol? You underestimate Yakuza too much." Ozawa said.

Several Ruotou took out the knives they carried with them and seemed not to be afraid of pistols.

"No matter who you are, your beautiful body is probably going to be treated well tonight. You asked for it!" Ozawa said with a smile.

Slaili glanced at Chen Ke beside her. His face was expressionless and his body was motionless, just protecting his frozen posture.

"My man is very powerful. He will knock down anyone who wants to touch me, without even using a gun." Shreli laughed.

"Then let me see it, hey! Kill that man!" Ozawa shouted.

"Oh!!" Ruotou immediately rushed towards Chen Ke.

Chen Ke, who was standing still, his eyes flashing purple, as if activated, faced several Ruotou who rushed towards him.

Chen Ke dodged the sharp knife, punched the person in front of him in the lower abdomen with his left fist, grabbed the opponent's back of the neck with his right hand, and threw him onto another person, and then blocked the knife extended by Ruotou on the left with his left hand. , broke the opponent's nose with his right fist, kicked him in the calf, and kicked him far away.

When it was empty, Chen Ke turned around and kicked it. He kicked Ruo's head that had just been punch to the karaoke dot table, and then quickly ran forward to grab the other's wrist and skimmed it. His joints were twisted loudly, and he knelt down with a grin on his face. He received a knife on his neck and passed out.

Before the last Ruotou had time to attack, in less than 7 seconds, three people were lying on the ground unable to move. Another one was holding his nose and squatting aside to breathe, with blood on his face.

He held the knife nervously and stared at Chen Ke, but the humiliation did not allow him to retreat, so he yelled and rushed towards Chen Ke.

"Aaaahhhhh!!!"

Chen Ke grabbed his knife-wielding hand with lightning speed, twisted it, snatched the knife away, inserted his backhand into his waist, then pushed him gently, and he lay on his side on the ground and stopped moving.

Only Ozawa and the three public relations girls were left in the room. The commotion upstairs alerted the thugs downstairs, and they ran over.

Shrili looked back at the door, snapped her fingers, and a purple transparent wall blocked the door.

"Ability user..." Ozawa took a deep breath and leaned on the sofa. In Sunrise, psykers are called espers, which literally means "people with powers."

"My dear, take a rest." Shrili walked up to Chen Ke, kissed his lips, and then looked at Ozawa.

Chen Ke returned to his motionless state, like a wax figure.

"Mr. Ozawa, there was no need for this, right?" Shrili asked.

Ozawa leaned on the sofa and nodded slowly. After a long time, he asked: "So... what is your name?"