Even if he really killed Charlie, it was useless. After all, the horror of his beating was already well known to the Japanese, and it was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Machi Takahashi’s expression was also ugly, and when he was thinking about how to comfort his son, his cell phone rang suddenly. Maki Takahashi took out his cell phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he pressed it to answer.
Immediately afterwards, Ito Yuhiko’s voice came over the phone.
“Oh, Brother Takahashi, I heard that Lord Eiji was beaten in Tokyo today?”
At first glance, Ito Yuhiko’s voice seemed to be somewhat concerned, but anyone with a little brain could hear it. This voice was simply sarcasm.
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