Kawakamiji specially emphasized the word "safety". He stared hard at the Polish snow tree, not hiding the condemnation in his eyes——
If it weren't for you, I, a poor, weak and helpless guy who had just been dispatched to country A for less than five hours, would have almost fallen into a box on the ground.
Polish Snow Tree uncomfortably avoided the gray-haired young man's eyes.
Because of his apology, the burly man bowed his waist slightly and shrank his neck. It was obvious that he knew he was in the wrong...
"Sorry." Polish Snow Tree said dryly.
But he seemed to have no idea why things developed like this, and he looked like he was being used without realizing it.
Kawakami Tsumugi even doubted whether this guy had figured out the key points: if Kashasha really died unfortunately, it would be a minor incident for Poland Xueshu to be arrested by the organization and sent to the torture room.
"Hey, Chris, you can kill those bastards by yourself. It seems like your friend is very strong!"
With Kawakami Tsumugi as the intermediary, and the Polish Snow Tree taking the lead in laying down his weapons, the tense atmosphere naturally dissipated. The Jackson Gang put down their guns one after another, and the leader of the reggaeton group, Kamo, couldn't help but interrupt.
This "praise" was full of a different flavor. Kawakami Tsuna could detect the probing look in Kamo's eyes as he looked at the Polish snow tree:
He was wondering if there was something fishy about Poland Snow Tree's ability to break out from the ghost dogs.
"My friend is naturally the best." The gray-haired young man responded angrily, "Since I have reached an alliance with your boss, of course Milian can be trusted. Or do you think he is with those bastards?"
Communicating with this kind of gangster needs to be simple and rude, pointing out any doubts on the spot and giving explanations. Therefore, it is rare for Kawakami to not maintain his consistent Riddler style.
"I didn't mean that, Chris." Kamo shrugged.
"Then don't hesitate, go ahead and kill these scum." The gray-haired young man said loudly.
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The reggae head led his team and continued to advance towards the Dog Gang's territory, while Kawakami Tsuyoshi separated from them.
He asked the gangsters for a tractor-trailer filled with rust and black smoke to take the Polish snow tree back to the Jackson gang's stronghold.
Although he stood upright when confronting Kamo, the strong man was actually seriously injured.
He lost too much blood, had a broken rib, was shot in the leg and shoulder, and had bruises everywhere and his clothes were stuck together in mud. The only good thing is that Poland Xueshu was wearing a body armor and his vital parts were not injured.
But when the gray-haired young man pulled apart Poland Xueshu's body armor and saw the colorful bruises on his chest and waist that looked like oil paintings, he couldn't help but gasp.
He suddenly remembered the miserable situation of being trained in physical skills by Gin during his amnesia recovery period, and couldn't help but feel a faint phantom pain.
"It's just some skin trauma. It can be healed in a few days." Polish Snow Tree comforted Kashasha softly.
Not trusting the local gangsters' medical skills, the gray-haired young man asked them for some medical supplies and treated the Polish Xueshu's wounds himself. He used splints to fix the broken ribs.
"A broken rib is not considered a trauma." Kawakami rolled his eyes, "And I described your death in front of the gang leader as miserable. You made me look like a liar."
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He exerted some force on his hand, and the Polish Snow Tree hissed in pain. He lowered his voice and asked:
"Have you met the leader of this gang? What did you promise them?"
The Jackson Gang would naturally keep an eye on the two outsiders. Walls have ears. Kawakami took advantage of the opportunity of bandaging the wound to lean into Poland Snow Tree's ear:
"Whatever you promised to the ghost dogs, you have to pay them double - ah, plus the territory of the ghost dogs."
"You really don't know anything about the situation, so you dare to make any promises?"
Polish Snow Tree's facial features wrinkled for a moment, making him look fierce.
"This has almost disrupted all my mission arrangements! Do you know-"
Haha, you still have the nerve to question him.
Too lazy to listen to Polish Xueshu's sex, the gray-haired young man conveniently stuck a piece of gauze on his mouth:
"Do you still know that I don't know anything about the situation? You took me to such a smoky place because you wanted to kill someone, Mirian?"
"Fortunately, I thought you were dead and I specifically encouraged them to go in and avenge you. I solved the problem in my own way. Do you think you are qualified to point fingers?"
Although the Jackson Gang would have attacked the Ghost Dog even without Kawakami Tsumugi's involvement, the gray-haired young man took the credit for this incident without any guilt.
The Polish snow tree "woohooed" twice.
One of his arms was being pulled by Kawakami Tsumugi to treat the wound, and the other arm was tied to the broken ribs, making it difficult to move. For a while, he couldn't get rid of the sticky gauze on his mouth.
Sensing this guy's helplessness, the gray-haired young man sneered and asked, "Do you think you are qualified to tell me what to do?"
Poland Xueshu shook his head hesitantly, he looked a little aggrieved.
After winning one round, Tsumugi Kawakami was satisfied with the release of his imprisonment.
Polish Snow Tree reacted:
"Wait a minute, do you think you can make such a casual promise even after I'm dead... and you don't intend to fulfill it at all?"
You are right on this point, the gray-haired young man had no intention of fulfilling it from the beginning.
If Poland Snow Tree really died, he would probably find a way to kill the peripheral member who led the Jackson Gang and then escape.
But now that Poland Xueshu is still alive and obviously kept in the dark by the people who took advantage of him, things are even easier to handle.
Kawakamiji smiled. He didn't say a word, he just gestured at the Polish snow tree:
"Of course I plan to honor it, but I can't tell whether they will be killed or not, right?"
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Almost failing to show off, Kawakami Tsumugi didn't expect that Polish Snow Tree couldn't read lips, but the strong man still understood Kashasha's plan from his malicious smile.
Tsk, indeed there is no harm without comparison.
Kawakami Tsumugi used to think that Gin's action team was not very strong, but now it looks like it's pretty good - he's so used to him that he forgets to consider whether his teammates can lip read.
After the repairs, the weapons merchant Milian and his assistant Chris sat at the negotiation table and negotiated a large order at a price so low that it was almost free.
"Have a good time working together, Jackson Gang."
The gray-haired young man acted like a well-behaved assistant. He put his hands behind his back and stood calmly beside his colleague, making eye contact with the peripheral member opposite.
"It's a pleasure to work with you," the other party said.
It didn't take long for them to finalize the date and method of the transaction. Kawakami Tsumugi and Poland Snow Tree were warmly entertained as guests - in fact, they were still under surveillance, and the Jackson Gang did not really believe them.
When we returned to the guest room, it was almost midnight.
The local gangsters in the slums don't seem to have high-end goods such as bugs, but there are people standing guard at their door. In this case, lower your voice and you can talk freely.
"I will take my people to transport the weapons to the location designated by them. The real danger is you, Kashasha. According to the agreement, they will keep you in the base as a hostage." Poland Xueshu said to Kashasha.
Different from the silent and polite attitude at the beginning, now the strong man has included the gray-haired young man among his companions, so there is a slight worry in his voice.
"It doesn't matter, this is not important. Since I can escape from the Ghost Dogs, I can naturally escape from the Jackson Gang. In fact, I am thinking about another question... Why did the Ghost Dogs suddenly rebel?"
Kawakamiji said softly,
"Even if there is an internal change of power, why would they attack you? Think about it carefully, who is the biggest beneficiary of this incident?"
"Yes -" Poland Snow Tree suddenly stopped talking.
"Yes, I want to find out this. If we don't find out, we may not have the upper hand in the transaction. Unfortunately... I don't have the tools to collect intelligence."
The gray-haired young man began to pace back and forth in the room, his lenses reflecting light in the darkness.
"I also have a spare mobile phone here. Milian, help me stand guard while I try to get a computer over."
