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Chapter 232 Taro's Revenge

In Teikyo, in a seemingly inconspicuous abandoned building, Taro stood at the window with his hands in his pockets, watching several people carrying a sack up the stairs. He took a deep puff of his cigar and looked up at the door. His eyes were deep and thick, like insoluble ink, and his whole body exuded an aura that kept strangers away, which made people feel intimidated and chilled.

The bodyguards behind him didn't dare to make a sound. Everyone understood that the boss was on the verge of exploding, and whoever accidentally encountered him would definitely be the unlucky one.

Ashin pushed the door open and threw the sack on the ground with a plop. The person in the sack immediately let out a muffled groan.

When he was about to open the sack, Taro stared at the sack twisting on the ground and said to A-Xin.

Ashin untied the rope that tied the mouth of the sack and kicked the sack hard.

The man with gold-rimmed glasses hanging crookedly on his face crawled out of the sack.

When several bodyguards saw the man, their eyes shrank slightly. They looked at the gray-haired and grey-faced man on the ground in shock. They could not connect him with the man who stood high and mighty in the Political Council.

Everyone was holding their breath, not knowing what would happen next.

You damned people, how dare you attack me...

Taro quickened his pace and narrowed his eyes slightly, his cold and disgusted gaze fell on the gray-haired and gray-faced man.

The man on the ground met Taro's sharp and strange gaze, and his heart suddenly became uneasy. The man's eyes were red. His axe-cut face was cold as frost, and the whole person looked like a demon from Shura Hell.

No, it's more terrifying than the devil!

Taro stopped in front of my man, looked him up and down, and said to the bodyguard behind him,

Get a bucket of water, wash his face, and let me see who he is.

The bodyguard behind him responded and left. Within a few minutes, he came in carrying two cement buckets.

The two buckets of water were poured over the man on the ground without leaving a drop.

The man on the ground suddenly regained consciousness and immediately became a drowned rat, looking extremely miserable.

He looked at the man standing in front of him with an eagle-like look on his face.

Taro squatted down, stretched out his two thumbs and lightly lifted the man's chin, "Why, don't you know me?"

Taro-kun, what do you want to do? The man sorted out his emotions and calmed down. Is there any misunderstanding?

With a "slap", a slap was slapped towards Nakamura's face.

You don’t know what I want to do, huh!

I am a cabinet minister after all, how dare you kidnap me?

Another slap was given, and five finger marks appeared on Nakamura's left and right cheeks.

Perhaps you have forgotten that Baijia has another identity besides being a member of the cabinet?

When Nakamura heard Taro's words, his muscles tensed up. Thinking about how the Prime Minister had given in to the Bai family, he suddenly lost his composure. There was a barely noticeable hint of fear in his eyes, and his tone became a little softer.

Was there some misunderstanding that caused you to make such a fuss?

"Misunderstanding, you touched someone you shouldn't have touched." Taro curled his lips slightly, looked at Nakamura coldly, patted Nakamura's face with his big hand, and his tone was full of disdain and contempt:

You dare to touch the people from Taifu, you are so bold, huh!

"I don't understand what you are saying, sir."

Nakamura is less than 60 years old and looks much younger than his actual age. His eyes moved slightly and he looked at Taro without fear.

do not know?

Taro, Taro's tone was cold, and his eyes were so icy that they seemed to burn people to death.

Then I'll beat you until you understand.

After that, Taro aimed his fist at Nakamura's face and punched him hard once, twice, three times...

The wailing sounds of a pig being slaughtered suddenly resounded throughout the abandoned building. The bodyguards upstairs and downstairs had no expression on their faces, with the corners of their mouths slightly raised. “Bear it, Nakamura, this is just the beginning.”

Nakamura's head was swollen like a pig's head, blood was flowing from all his orifices, and his lips were cracked. He shouted, "Stop, stop now!"

Taro stood up, wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, and looked down at the man lying limply on top of him, his cold eyes filled with chill.

Thinking of his mother's replaced face, he picked up the knife on the table. The dagger reflected a chill under the effect of reflection.

Nakamura's heart skipped a beat underground. His eyes were filled with fear. His previous fearlessness had long disappeared. He asked tremblingly, "What do you want to do?"

How do you feel about peeling off your skin and pulling out your tendons?

How about you suffer the same suffering that others have suffered?

You dare, Nakamura stared at Taro step by step towards him with his eyes wide open. He was sweating and trembling all over.

I dare to try it and you will know!

As he spoke, the dagger seemed to have grown wings, flew out of Taro's hand, and shot accurately at Nakamura...

Ah, Baibai Taro, you will die a horrible death!

Before I die, I will definitely see you die. Taro looked at Nakamura, whose face was unrecognizable and hideous.

Thinking of his mother's limp body, severed veins, and unable to wake up for days and nights, Taro looked at the dagger in his hand.

He walked in front of Nakamura, squatted down again, looked at Nakamura with a stern gaze, and moved his fingers slightly. Blood immediately gushed out from Nakamura's left and right ankles...

I said, I was wrong. Nakamura was in pain all over, feeling the pain of severed tendons and veins. He was frightened by Taro's bloodshot eyes and wailed incoherently.

Taro seemed like a Shura from hell, exuding a cold aura. He looked at Nakamura, who was curled up in front of him like a stray dog. He felt no pleasure in his heart.

Thinking of his parents being harmed by the man in front of him, he moved his fingers slightly, and the dagger rushed out of his palm as fast as lightning, accurately cutting off Nakamura's wrists, and then miraculously returned to Taro's hands.

Taro looked at the bloodless dagger and chuckled with a strange look in his eyes. He looked at the person who had collapsed to the ground and fainted, then glanced at Ashin and walked out of the room filled with the smell of blood.

If you leave him here, will he tell you that it was you who did it?

Does he dare?

Taro said without looking away.

Spread the news and throw the things he embezzled and accepted bribes onto the public screen.

Koji nodded. He knew that the boss was going to take action personally and turn the passive situation into the active one. This was going to be a good show!

That's right, Taro is not someone who can be manipulated by others. After knowing everything about his mother's experience, he is extremely clear-headed. He knows that his father was harmed by them and has not made any progress in the past four years. His patience has been exhausted.

Repeated tolerance will only cause more innocent people to be hurt. Who is he? Who has he tolerated and who has he tolerated? Nakamura deserves to die, Watanabe deserves to die even more, and all the others who persecuted their family deserve to die.

He would make them pay a hundred times the price to avenge their parents.

He wanted to uncover the people who had hurt their family one by one, make them go to hell, and make them pay a heavy price for everything they had done. He wanted to let the entire Human Empire understand that the Red Alliance was not a place where they could be bullied at will.

Yumiko and Yudai have been controlled by someone. Koji looked at the incoming call on his cell phone and said to Taro in the car.

Send a message to Watanabe and keep watching him...

Yumiko and Yudai are two children of Watanabe. They are wealthy, arrogant, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. They are evil and have killed more than a dozen people.

Give the evidence of their murder to Watanabe and the others!

Taro lowered his head and played with the ring on his thumb, his eyes dark and unclear.