I created the bad guys in Sakura

Chapter 138 Otherwise Your Sister Will Become a Widow

"Hold the line, I'll be there soon!" Xiao Xin said to Heiji in front of him, "Heiji, speed up, we're heading to Tokyo first!"

"Yes, Master Xiaoxin!" Heiji didn't ask any questions and immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The black nanny car turned into a stream of light and drove quickly on the road.

Xiao Xin pulled out a walkie-talkie from the side, pressed a button and said into it: "Zero, tell the convoy to speed up as much as possible, but make sure the weapons are safe. I'm going to Tokyo first! Enter the location, and lead the team to my location immediately after arriving in Tokyo!"

"Yes, Marshal!" Zero's respectful voice came from the intercom, and soon one more person appeared in the location sharing.

"Damn it, please come quickly! Otherwise your sister will be a widow!" Kazama's voice came from the phone, and Xiaoxin's face turned dark.

"Don't die yet, I'll beat you up when I get there!"

After a brief argument, Xiaoxin hung up the phone and sent a message to Zhengnan and Abao, asking them to join the location sharing function.

Two more people join the location sharing.

The three people were not far from each other, all in Edogawa District, but they were at least about a kilometer apart in a straight line, so it was very difficult for them to get together.

Not only Fengjian was injured, but Abao and Zhengnan were also injured. Abao's injury was minor and did not affect his movement, but Zhengnan was shot in the shoulder and was hiding in a residential building at the time.

Abao kept moving around, occasionally killing a member of the Yamamoto Company unexpectedly.

But he didn't have many magazines, so Abao could only capture those who were alone and then kill them.

The news we have received so far is not very good. Only Abao is in good condition. Fengjian and Zhengnan are not in good condition.

Thinking of this, Xiao Xin became even more anxious. Heiji seemed to sense Xiao Xin's anxiety and couldn't help but step on the accelerator a little harder. The black nanny car turned into a shrimp catcher on the road, constantly overtaking!

"Shit, it fucking hurts!" Fengjian looked at the bullet hole that was still bleeding, dragged his foot over with great effort, tore off his upper body underwear, and roughly bandaged his leg.

"No one has ever told me about this weird rule. When Shin-chan comes, I'll use my newly bought Gatling gun to blow your building to pieces!"

The constant pain from his feet made Fengjian very irritable. He opened his little mouth and sang like a bird and pointed his little hand at the rapper, and started!

After a simple bandage, Kazama couldn't stand the stench in the garbage dump any more. He stuck his head out of the garbage dump, looked around, and after not finding anyone from the Yamamoto Company, he climbed onto the garbage bin. With the help of the garbage bin, he placed his hands on the concave eaves of the wall on the second floor and suddenly climbed up to the second floor.

The window on the second floor was locked. Feng Jian took the butt of his pistol and hit the glass. The glass shattered. Feng Jian used the body of the gun to scrape the remaining broken glass. He looked back and found that he did not attract anyone, so he immediately climbed in.

After entering, there was a small bedroom. A otaku was lying on the bed doing needlework. The sound of breaking glass must have scared him. Only then did he react when Fengjian came in. He wanted to shout loudly.

Kazama kicked the ground with his uninjured leg, endured the pain and threw himself onto the bed. He grabbed the otaku's chin with one hand and grabbed his greasy hair with the other hand. He suppressed his nausea and twisted it suddenly. With a click, the otaku's neck made a crisp sound of bone fracture, and he lay on the bed with his eyes open.

Fengjian looked at his hands, uttered "Huh~", stood up, opened the door and walked out. To be honest, the living room outside was not much better than the trash can outside. There was garbage everywhere. The instant noodles and other things were thrown on the ground, and the soup inside was moldy.

Fengjian struggled to find a place to step into the bathroom, then came out feeling nauseous.

He almost vomited, and returned to the bedroom. Fengjian looked around and it seemed that this was the only place he could stay.

Taking out a bottle of mineral water from a bag of water next to him, Fengjian opened the bottle cap and started drinking it.

After drinking more than half a bottle in one breath, he felt alive again. He washed his face and hands with the remaining water and checked the condition of his legs. Fengjian didn't plan to stay here any longer. What's the difference between staying here and staying in a garbage dump? When he came to the otaku's closet, Fengjian opened the closet and wanted to get some clothes to wear. As soon as he opened it, a sweaty smell hit him in the face.

"Ugh~" Fengjian wanted to vomit so he bent down and held on to the wardrobe and vomited.

If it wasn't so easy to be discovered, Fengjian would really want to burn this place down!

Yes, burned!

Thinking of this, Fengjian began to rummage through the house of this otaku, and soon found two barrels of high-proof alcohol. Because there was an influenza outbreak a few years ago, many people had alcohol for disinfection at home, and now the alcohol came in handy!

Fengjian ran into the otaku's kitchen and found an unopened bottle of cooking oil and several glass bottles filled with vinegar and other condiments. He poured the contents into the sewer. Fengjian cleaned the four glass bottles with alcohol and then filled them with high-concentration alcohol.

Enduring the stench, he pulled the otaku's clothes and quilt over and poured cooking oil on them. He also poured cooking oil on the empty space on the floor, just connecting it to the oil-soaked quilt. He used the strips of cloth torn from the clothes to tie the glass bottles filled with alcohol together, and then pulled out a very thin rope, and everything was done!

Fengjian took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep puff, pinched off the cigarette holder, used a thin rope to tie a knot to the rope, tied four glass bottles to one end of the rope, and then hung the rope on the lamp hanging from the ceiling. Everything was done.

When the cigarette burns to a certain degree, the thin rope will be burned off, and then the cigarette will fall down with the glass bottle tied to the alcohol. The position where the glass bottle is tied is lower than the cigarette, so the glass bottle will fall to the ground and break first.

The glass bottle broke, the alcohol inside spilled out, the cigarette fell to the ground, the spark caused a flame, and the flammability of cooking oil would cause a big fire. By then, most of the people from the nearby Yamamoto Company would come here to check out the situation, and then he would be able to reunite with Masao and the others.

Fengjian couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up. As for whether this fire would cause many people to die?

Fuck you, I just want to be alive!