Chapter 292: The Second Assassination, Rescued by the Driving God of Akina Mountain

Luo Xinxin was indeed frightened at first, and her heart stopped beating for a few seconds, but she soon recovered and the fright turned into anger.

Damn Japs, let’s kill Old Ishihara and his son tonight.

"It's bleeding, my icy skin is gone, ahhhhhh..."

Luo Xinxin raised her arm and screamed. There was a bloody mark on the fair skin of her arm, where the glass had cut it. The wound was very shallow. If she screamed a few more times, it would probably heal on its own.

"Such a large mall has no security measures at all. If we hadn't dodged quickly, we would have been killed. This is outrageous!"

Li Rong angrily accused in English.

Several foreign tourists also joined in the cursing, and even shouted that they would go find the mall manager to argue.

"We must be compensated. I was already suffering from a nervous breakdown, and now this horrible thing has happened. I'm sure I won't be able to sleep well for the next year. Oh my God, this is too cruel. I don't want to live anymore!"

Luo Xinxin cried and accused, and did not forget to show the wound on her arm. Although the wound was shallow, it was bleeding, which was bloody evidence.

"That's right, compensation must be paid!"

The others echoed loudly, saying that they couldn't be frightened in vain.

So, under the leadership of Luo Xinxin and Li Rong, a group of people went to the person in charge of the shopping mall to argue.

Muto Rie and his colleagues on the roof were dumbfounded. This was not the result they wanted.

The owner of this shopping mall is their boss. Now that the incident has become so serious, his boss must be very angry.

"I won't be so lucky next time!"

Muto Riie cursed with gritted teeth. He was going to cause a car accident because he didn't believe he could get away with it.

They hurriedly left the mall and went to prepare for the car accident.

The mall manager's office was packed with a large group of angry people. Many of them were scratched by glass fragments and had wounds on their faces. They looked miserable.

"You're the largest shopping mall in Kyoto, but your security is so inadequate. Other shopping malls only cost money, but yours costs lives. Look, my icy skin is gone. Do you know how much I spend on skincare every year? Do you know how serious my neurasthenia is? Do you know how much damage that piece of glass caused me..."

Luo Xinxin raised her arm and made a convincing accusation. The only regret she had was that the wound on her arm had healed.

"My children are terrified, I must pay compensation!"

"Pay me money!"

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Everyone raised their arms and shouted in unison, and the anger almost overwhelmed the mall manager. He could only smile and say nice things, but it was of no avail and he couldn't appease this group of people at all.

"It seems you don't want to compensate for the damages. I'll go find the TV station and the newspaper right now. There's always someone in Kyoto who can take charge of my case!"

Luo Xinxin turned and left, and Li Rong followed closely behind.

The others' eyes lit up and they quickly followed.

They also realized that Luo Xinxin was a troublemaker and very courageous, and that there would definitely be benefits to following her.

The mall manager was so scared that he knelt down, begged and pleaded, said all the nice things he could, and even promised to compensate him, before he stopped the man.

In the end, the mall agreed to compensate everyone present with a considerable sum of money. Among them, Luo Xinxin and Li Rong were the most frightened, so the compensation amount was naturally the largest, up to 10 million.

Luo Xinxin was actually not satisfied, but the wound on her arm was too shallow and not very convincing, so she had to accept the amount.

Everyone else was very satisfied. They weren't actually too scared. When the glass fell, it was still some distance away from them. The money was free and they were very happy!

"Miss Zheng, have a good rest. Goodbye!"

Everyone was full of gratitude to Luo Xinxin and said goodbye reluctantly.

It was getting dark outside, so Luo Xinxin called a taxi back to the hotel.

The taxi driver was a talkative man, about forty years old. Most taxi drivers in Kyoto are quiet and don't say a word after getting in the car, but this driver was a chatterbox. He spoke fluent English and Chinese, and even had a Northeastern accent.

When the driver learned that they came from Hong Kong, he immediately switched to Chinese mode and chatted with them enthusiastically.

"I spent my childhood and youth in Northeast China, where there is fertile black soil. My parents planted a lot of land there and worked in the fields until late at night every day. My childhood memories are all about the endless black soil and my friends there. It's a pity that I was separated from them. I really want to go back and reunite with them!"

The driver's face was full of melancholy and his tone was full of regret.

"But your rulers have brought too much suffering to the people over there," said Luo Xinxin.

"Yes, war is abominable. I hate war. My brother was drafted into the army. He wrote back saying that he was living in hell every day and that his life was worse than death. My brother is very kind. Whenever he saw injured birds after school, he would bring them home to treat them."

The driver sighed, his expression painful.

"What happened to your brother later?" Luo Xinxin asked.

"Less than six months after joining the army, he committed suicide. My parents and I were ridiculed because of this. Later, I was almost drafted. My parents spent all their money and used all their connections to get me off the list. Then we were deported back home."

"sorry."

Luo Xinxin felt a little guilty. In fact, there were many ordinary people on the island who hated the war and they were also victims.

"It's those people above us who should say sorry. They started the war and caused the people to be displaced. They are the sinners!"

The driver cursed with gritted teeth. He was speaking Japanese, and in dialect. Luo Xinxin only understood a few words. He was probably cursing the sky.

The driver, who was cursing furiously, suddenly stopped, his expression becoming serious. He warned in Chinese: "I'm going to speed, hold on tight!"

Li Rong also noticed that a van behind them was driving crookedly and very fast, obviously heading towards them.

It is very likely that they are the group of people who smashed the windows in the mall.

"How is your driving skill?" Li Rong asked.

"My driving skills are incredible! I'm the Driving God of Akina Mountain. Don't worry, leave your lives in my hands!"

The driver boasted confidently, and his temperament changed instantly, and his ordinary appearance became handsome.

"Sit tight!"

As soon as the driver finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car flew out like an arrow.

Next, Luo Xinxin felt like she was on a roller coaster. The ordinary taxi suddenly felt like a Transformer. In her previous life, she watched the movie "Taxi" and thought the acting was too exaggerated. Now she understood that the director was just being realistic and not exaggerated at all.

This driver is worthy of being the driving god of Akina Mountain. She is totally impressed!

"Uncle, be careful!"

When passing the roundabout, the driver was still speeding without slowing down at all. He almost hit the car next to him several times. Luo Xinxin was so scared that she kept screaming and was ready to use the King Kong Card at any time.

The van behind was chasing them closely. The driver was Muto Riie, who was already blood-thirsty. This time he was determined to hit the two Chinese to death.

"Slow down, stop now!"

His colleague sitting in the passenger seat turned pale with fear, but Muto Rie pretended not to hear and continued driving like crazy.

"You little bastard, say yo la la!"

The driver suddenly smiled triumphantly, waved out the window, and then drifted beautifully and drove away for a distance.

"Bang"

The van was chasing too closely and had no time to brake, so it crashed into the roundabout.