To be precise, Fujimoto is dying.

　　 Everyone is familiar with Fujimoto, but what is the matter with Fujimoto dying? Let's take a look at Huai Shi below.

　　 Fujimoto is dying, actually Fujimoto is dying. Why is Fujimoto dying, everyone may be surprised, how could Fujimoto die? But this is the case, and Huai Shi was also very surprised.

　　 So this is the thing that Fujimoto is dying, do you feel amazing?

　　Huai Shi also felt very magical.

　　Because he asked for a long time along the way, everyone was talking about cars, no one figured it out. Everyone is welcome to discuss with him in the comment area.

　　 Discuss something? Speaking of car wheels?

　　Huai Shi is bad for the whole person.

　　Until I felt outside the emergency room of the hospital, no one got the surveillance video from the Metropolitan Police Department.

　　 Probably in the early morning, Fujimoto came out of a private house with a mask, probed his brain, saw no one around, and got on his van full of discordant painting...

　　 "Why is he sneaky, like a thief?" Huai Shi asked subconsciously, and then everyone glared over.

　　 Do you speak?

　　 Brother Sneaky, can it be called Sneaky!

　　 But other people suddenly became curious. The house in the video was built one by one, while Fujimoto's house was in a high-end apartment building, obviously not his own.

　　 immediately suspicious.

　　 "Want to investigate?" someone asked.

　　 "Cough!!!" Yamashita coughed hard, looked at other places, and whispered: "Big Brother has a... There is a woman... Don't talk nonsense, sister-in-law is very strict..."

　　Well, after a long time, I went out to find a little wife to play with, but the problem is that all your **** ones have changed clothes and brought sunglasses, can't they change cars!

　　Huai Shi had a headache for a while.

　　 It is estimated that after drinking last night, just drunk driving to the door, did not pay attention to the fact that he still drove such a public car.

　　 The result was retribution.

　　 just passed the intersection and was in a car accident.

　　 Or, a long-planned impact.

　　 A truck rushed directly from the diagonal thorn and drove the van waiting in front of the traffic lights against the wall. Then, quickly reverse the car and hit it again.

　　 Finally, the driver with the mask jumped out of the car and inspected the scene. It was shocked to see that Fujimoto could still climb out of the basket.

　　 But after taking a look around, when he found that no one was there, he took out a knife from his arms, rushed up and stabbed a few knives, and turned away.

　　 "Fuck things!!!"

　　 Seeing this, the cadres of the Fujimoto group still do not understand, this is the deliberate assassination of the Chou family!

　　 It's a pity that he was an ordinary person who didn't know anything. He didn't know the identity of the hybrid of Fujimoto. Although the blood of ghosts often makes people violent, they also stimulate the glands to secrete a lot of hormones beyond ordinary people.

　　 Even if it was the chest, the stomach and the heart were stabbed twice, I can still insist that passers-by call the police and the ambulance arrives...

　　 "Revenge! Be sure to avenge the boss!"

　　 Brother's head, that is, thug leader Ueno blushed for the first time, roaring in the hospital corridor regardless of the place. Kicked the trash can next to him with a kick and shouted: "What about people? Where are all the people dead! Come with me..."

　　 "Calm down, Ueno!" Yamashita said coldly: "I don't even know who the other person is, is it useful to be angry?"

　　 "Finger."

　　 hinted next to Huai Shi.

　　 When he first arrived, he didn’t come as high as others, staring at the screen of his phone.

　　 After everyone looked over, he pointed his finger at the replay of the surveillance video: "This person, the position of grabbing the knife is very strange.

　　 Although wearing gloves, the little thumb should be gone. If it is not a mistake in operating any machine, it should be the only way? There is also a problem with the posture of walking. The right leg should be interrupted, and the steel plate should be worn.

　　After he finished speaking, he saw Ueno's eyes reddened: "It must be from the Tiger King group! There is a dog from Sakachi! I want his life!!!"

　　 babble.

The nurse who walked out of the ward in the ward was startled. The information board in his hand fell to the ground. Looking at the group of guys with scars on their faces, they shivered and were speechless.

　　 "Disease, patient... Say..." She stuttered and said: "To see, see family...Which one is Mr. Fujimoto..."

　　 had not finished speaking, was pushed away by the mountain, a group of people finally entered the ward, and saw the serious face of the attending doctor.

　　 "The patient is about to die, and everyone is mentally prepared."

　　 "What are you talking about? Damn things!" Yamashita instantly angered, rushing up with wide eyes and pulling the doctor's collar: "Are you cursing my brother!"

　　 "mountain...down...mountain..."

On the hospital bed, a weak voice came. Through the oxygen mask, Fujimoto's eyes widened, and he tried his best to make a sound: "Yamashita! How bad is your shame!"

　　It is unimaginable that the dying person can still pronounce such a sharp tone. After talking, Fujimoto's mouth and nose were constantly covered with blood, and his body was twitching violently.

　　Vital Instruments made a sharp sound.

　　 Even if it is a mixed breed, after being hit by a car and being seriously injured, it is hurt again... It is a miracle to be able to live until now. Anyone who sees that pale face will know that Fujimoto is dead soon.

　　 "Brother, sorry, brother."

　　 Yamashita heard his eyes suddenly red, kneeling in front of the bed. The others were beside them, and they dared not speak again.

　　Fujimoto is obviously telling the story.

As he passed away, the man stretched out his hand and took the palm of the mountain hard: "Don't, don't take revenge. This is...revenge...my revenge. I'm too inflated... I dare to get involved in the private affairs of the big five ..."

　　 He gasped violently, his forehead rose red, and the three ghost horns were scarlet. He was about to bleed, but it was incredible that his pupils were bright and excited.

　　 Back to the light.

　　 He grabbed Yamashita's hand, stared at him, and gasped hard: "Yamashita, you are my righteous brother, you are... I am most at ease. In the future, you must not... make any claims."

　　 "I will, I will definitely."

　　 Yamashita nodded again and again, sobbing: "Please rest assured, brother, I will carry forward the Fujimoto group and will not live up to your expectations..."

"very good."

　　 Fujimoto was relieved, as if laughing, bleeding from the oxygen mask: "In the future... Fujimoto group, Fujimoto group chair position, it will be handed over to... pocket paper."

　　 Dead silence, sudden silence suddenly.

　　 Everyone in the ward was stunned, no one spoke, only the monotonous alarm of the machine, turned back in disbelief, looking at the man who was stealing the bananas in the fruit basket at the door.

　　Huai Shi was stupid.

　　 The whole person is bad.

　　Banana peel in his hand was too late, and looked blankly at Fujimoto: Brother, are you having a brain problem? Do you still have to crotch when explaining your last words?

　　The pronunciation of Yamashita is yamashita, not kaishi!

　　Is this the inaction of your physical education teacher, or the loss of the Mandarin teacher? I just joined your organization on the first day, don't you talk nonsense!

　　 "Big Brother, what are you talking about?"

　　 "No, do you hear clearly..."

Fujimoto gasped heavily, "I said, in the future, the paper will be the leader of the Fujimoto group, and the Fujimoto group will be renamed the Huaizhi group. You, haven't you heard! Do you... do you want to violate my meaning?! "

On the hospital bed, the **** man raised his head and stared at their faces violently, his dark pupil almost shrinking into a small spot, and looked irritable.

　　 "Big brother, this... He is still too young to hold papers." Wakafaka Takamoto of the Fujimoto group said: "It's not as good as..."

　　 Fujimoto closed his eyes tiredly and patted Yamashita's hand.

　　嘭!

　　 A loud noise, like a hammer, knocked on everyone's heart.

　　 turned around Yamashita, pulled out the pistol in his pocket, aimed at Gao Ze's face, and waited for the blank face to react, pulling the trigger.

　　In an instant, **** splash, Gao Ze fell to the sky.

　　 Everyone was stunned.

　　 Including Huai Shi.

　　 There was no expression under the mountain, just put down the raised arm, regardless of the plasma contaminated on the cuff of the suit.

　　 "The boss's meaning is already clear." This skinny middle-aged man looked around everyone's face: "Who agrees, who opposes?"

　　Huai Shi would like to say that I object.

　　 But after looking at the gun in the hands of Yamashita and his red-burned eyes, it was wise to swallow and murmur without speaking.

　　 Then, this matter of the second generation of the Fujimoto group's second-generation eyes paperwork amateur, quickly got everyone's unanimous consent and love, and passed on the spot!

　　 Soon, under Fujimoto's indication, everyone went out.

In the ward, only the dying vines were left, as well as the poems of Huai, and... the body of Gao Ze on the ground.

　　 Fujimoto raised his hand hard and pointed to his personal belongings next to it.

　　 "The password of the mobile phone... is six 3s, after my death, you contact... Green, Green Day..." Fujimoto said hoarsely: "They will... help you..."

　　Huai Shi is bad for the whole person.

　　 was looked at by the kind of eyes full of prayers and expectations, and suddenly became the second generation of the Jidao organization. It was still a film, and there was no reaction at all.

　　 "Don't, brother, can't you change someone else?" He glanced left and right, lowering his voice and whispering, "I, I'm undercover... I really didn't think about doing this!"

　　 Fujimoto was not surprised, not even angry.

　　 "I know, I know, I guessed...but I didn't say, nobody, nobody said..."

　　Under the blood-stained oxygen mask, the corners of Fujimoto's mouth twitched, like a smug smile: "Wai Huai Jun, where will there be, there will be men, do not want to be male stars?"

　　 "Don't talk nonsense, brother, let's talk undercover!"

　　Huai Shi's eyes widened, feeling more and more at a loss, and he couldn't figure out where he was exposed.

　　 "Are you... a fool?" Fujimoto shook his head slightly~lightnovelpub.net~ Looking at the face in front of him, weary and sighed: "Because there is no hatred in your eyes."

　　The person introduced by that guy in Tanaka had a problem, he had long felt it vaguely.

　　When Huai Shi said Green Day, he already understood more or less.

　　 clearly felt that this guy might be an undercover, but unexpectedly, he couldn't hate it at all.

　　The people of Green Day didn't notice it, but he saw it: At that time, Huai Shi, who came out of Aisha's house, lowered his head and concealed the expression that was about to cry...

　　 "Please, please, paperwork, please."

　　 He held Huai Shi's hand tightly and exhausted all his strength, repeating it over and over again: "Please...everyone, I'll leave it to you..."

　　Huai Shi was stagnant and felt a little loss of strength holding his hand.

　　Finally, in the sharp voice after the ECG lost its fluctuation, Fujimoto lost his last breath, and only the gradually dimmed hollow pupil reflected the young man in front of him.

　　 Until Huaishi lowered his head and nodded vigorously.

　　 "Relax." He whispered, "I will save you, I will."

　　No one responded.

　　 Only the last trace of conscious satisfaction passed away, never to return.

　　

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