Pei Zi Yun looked at the few Yakuza who were surrounding him. His gaze turned cold as he touched the hilt of his wooden blade.
The road was very quiet at this time, with no one to disturb them.
The leader of the men in the black suit stood at the back. Seeing that Pei Zi Yun was slowly being surrounded, a smug smile appeared on his tanned face.
"Yamada, who told you about this? Tell us the truth, and you won't have to suffer! "The leader said to Pei Zi Yun.
Seeing that Pei Zi Yun still had no reaction, the leader waved his hand, and the few Yakuza surrounding Pei Zi Yun were ready to attack.
One of them quickly took out a whip from his belt and swung it twice. The whip whistled in the air, showing that he was very skilled. He was the attacker of this group.
When the organization was on a mission, if it was not a very serious matter, it would be divided into small groups.
There were about four to six members in each group. One of them was the leader, who was mainly in charge of the mission and the relevant decisions. The other was the attacker, who was mainly used to deal with all kinds of unexpected situations and to intimidate the outside world. The others were usually ordinary members of the organization.
In this small group, the man in the black suit was the leader, and the one with the whip was the thug.
When the thug took out his whip, the rest of the men took out their wooden sticks.
They did not take out knives or guns. Generally speaking, due to the 'Violent Group Countermeasures Act', which was a crackdown on gangs, vicious crimes had been decreasing year after year. Japan's murder rate was 0.27 out of 100,000 (Note 1), and it was one of the countries with the best security.
Even Yakuza did not dare to openly carry a gun or a knife on the streets.
Pei Zi Yun saw someone pouncing on him. He unsheathed his wooden blade and swung it.
With a bang, one of the Yakuza pouncing on him was hit in the shoulder by the wooden blade. The pain was intense, and he immediately dropped the wooden stick in his hand, fell to the ground, and let out a blood-curdling scream.
"Bastard, what are you waiting for!" The leader looked at the fallen member on the ground, and saw that Pei Zi Yun had finished off one of the combatants with a single strike. He could not help but curse.
Just then, a long whip lashed out. It was different from the previous scare tactic. It whizzed through the air, heading straight for Pei Zi Yun's face. The attacker had made his move, and this time he did not hold back.
Pei Zi Yun took half a step back, swung his wooden blade, and knocked the whip away. With a flash, the wooden blade flashed towards the nearest person. With a loud slap, the back of the blade landed heavily on the face, and the person rolled on the ground a few times. His teeth and blood came out, and it was obvious that he had lost the ability to fight.
At this time, the attacker was only left with the whip and an empty-handed man. The leader of the assailant saw the situation and pulled out a short knife from his chest.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the leader and Yakuza were of Yun. the leader took.
In order to avoid detection by the police, the cadres of the Yakuza organization all used this kind of short knife. It was shaped like a chisel and had a flat blade. It was no more than a foot long and could be hidden in one's pocket.
In order to avoid detection by the police, the leader of Yakuza used this kind of short knife. The knife was straight and could be hidden in one's chest.
Pei Zi Yun's figure flashed again, and the wooden blade drew an arc in the air, blocking the attack. A loud slap was heard as the whip blocked the attack. The whip then lashed out, and the attacker was hit in the stomach. He bent over and vomited. Another slap was heard as the wooden blade landed heavily on his leg. This time, the attacker screamed in pain. He could no longer stand, and knelt down. It was obvious that his leg was broken.
"Bastard, you're a martial artist?" The leader's name was Futa Jietou. He had not studied well since he was young, and had been bullied. That was why he was determined to stand out. In the world that he had come into contact with, there was only one way to stand out – to join the Yakuza.
After Futa Jietou joined the Yakuza, he used his outstanding performance to win the trust of the organization, and was promoted to team leader. After many battles, Futa Jietou had never been afraid, even when facing opponents who were much stronger than him.
This time, Futa Jietou was a little impatient. He had never seen a battle like this before.
On one side, there were several young Yakuza, and on the other side, there was a child who had just turned into a teenager. Such a battle should have been easy, but the advantage was tilted towards the teenager.
"Bastard, go and die!" Futa Jietou's eyes turned red. It was not easy to survive in the Yakuza organization in Japan. If it was a middle or high ranking member, it would have been fine. If it was the lowest ranking member, it would not have mattered. However, the most stressful position was the team leader.
Tsuruoka Daisuke, one of the team leaders of the Takagi Clan, committed suicide because he was unable to complete the mission given by the organization. Before he committed suicide, he gave his mistress a call, 'Rather than being fired for not being able to complete the mission and being humiliated, I would rather die.'
Just three weeks later, one of the team leaders of the Hirata Group, Shimamoto, committed suicide for the same reason.
"Kill!" Futa Jietou raised his blade and stabbed forward. He was fast and ruthless. Whoever dared to block his path, he would kill them. He had no qualms about doing so.
Pei Zi Yun's gaze turned cold, and his wooden blade flashed. A 'pu' sound was heard, followed by a scream. The bones in Futa Jietou's hand were broken, and the blade in his hand fell to the ground.
Futa Jietou groaned, and his tanned face turned pale.
The remaining person seemed to be a newcomer. Seeing that even the leader of the group was no match for this young man, he knew that things were not looking good for him. He turned around and ran.
Pei Zi Yun saw a rubbish bin and kicked it. He heard a 'peng' sound as the bin smashed into the ground, hitting the roof. He fainted immediately.
Although it was night time, the road wasn't very secluded. Occasionally, there would be people walking by.
Coincidentally, someone was walking by. It was a couple. They were holding each other's hands, and one of them was holding onto a snack that they had just bought from a convenience store. One of them was feeding the other when they heard a scream.
They looked over curiously and saw that there were a few people lying on the ground. One of them was groaning non-stop, and there were traces of blood on his face. They were so frightened that they turned around and ran. The woman didn't even bother to keep the food she had bought, and ran away as soon as she could.
Pei Zi Yun heard the screams and looked around. He realized that someone had seen the situation, and knew that time was tight.
If there were no accidents, they would definitely report this to the police. The Japanese police were very efficient. If they did, they would definitely rush over within ten minutes.
Hence, if Pei Zi Yun wanted to understand the situation from these people, he had to hurry.
"Tell me, which team are you from?" Pei Zi Yun stood in front of the leader in the black suit and interrogated him. Even though Tomita Jiedou was still screaming from time to time, he still refused to speak.
Pei Zi Yun pointed his wooden knife at Tomita Jiedou's leg and said, "I've already shown mercy. Your arm is only broken. If there's enough time, you can go to the hospital and recover. There won't be any major problems."
"But it looks like you don't appreciate my kindness."
"I'll give you two more choices. Do you want me to break your leg?"
"By the way, you're a member of the Yakuza organization. You know very well what it means to have your arm crippled and your leg crippled!"
Tomita Jiedou's left hand was clutching his injured right hand tightly. He looked at Pei Zi Yun, who was speaking such cruel words with a smile on his face. Tomita Jiedou's heart turned cold. He knew that Pei Zi Yun wasn't lying.
The attacker, who was also lying on the ground, knew that he had hit an iron plate today. He was afraid that the leader would continue to fight. If that happened, no one would be in a good position. Hence, he hurriedly said, "Leader, please bear with it … It's more important for you to recover!"
When Tomita Jiedou heard the attacker's words, he looked at Pei Zi Yun and then at his own hand. It was bleeding profusely and there was a deep wound. However, it seemed like the nerves could still be sewn back together. Hence, he signaled to the attacker that he could speak.
When the attacker got the signal from the leader, he felt relieved. He knew that there shouldn't be any more problems. Hence, he told him everything that had happened to Hayakawa Naomi.
"… It's like this. We're all from the Uchiyama Organization. Our superiors have instructed us to keep an eye on Hayakawa Naomi's condition. At the same time, we have to harass Hayakawa Naomi and create a bad reputation for her."
Pei Zi Yun asked, "Why is that?"
The attacker hesitated. At this point, Pei Zi Yun took a step forward and snapped the attacker's hand. With a 'ka' sound, the attacker's hand broke. The attacker screamed out in pain, "I really don't know! But I've heard from others, and I'm not sure if it's true or not. They said that if Hayakawa Naomi has nowhere else to go, she can join us. "
Pei Zi Yun looked at their fearful expressions and felt that they weren't lying. He then waved his hands and said, "All of you, get lost!"
"Hai, we'll get lost now!" Tomita Jiedou held onto his hand and struggled to stand up. He then ordered his men to run.
Seeing them scramble out of the room, Pei Zi Yun kept his wooden blade. He looked around and saw a bag of food. He picked it up and took a look.
"I'll take the tempura and sushi."
"I don't want the fresh burger and curry rice. Even if it's beef curry."
Fresh burger was a burger made from rice. Curry was the national dish of Japan. However, Pei Zi Yun didn't like it. Tempura, on the other hand, was made from fried prawns wrapped in flour and eggs. It was golden yellow, tender and delicious. It was fragrant but not greasy.
Sushi was fine too.
Pei Zi Yun tossed two Thousand Berries into the room. That was about the same price. Tempura cost about 100 Berries, and ordinary sushi was about the same price. There were about two servings inside, and it was about five to six Berries for each dish. That added up to 1,500 Berries.
While munching on the tempura and sushi, Pei Zi Yun took out his phone from his pocket and scrolled through it. He sent an email to Sakako Sanako, "Sakako, help me check on the Uchiyama Group. I just had a conflict with them."
After Pei Zi Yun sent the message, he walked towards the next train stop. Before long, he received a message from Sakako Sanako. Pei Zi Yun looked at it and saw that it was an inquiry from Sakako Sanako.
"Yamada Sanako, did you kill anyone?"
"No, ordinary people. I don't kill people casually, and I don't leave any traces." After all these days, Pei Zi Yun's strength couldn't be released from his body. However, he was still able to form a small layer of Qi on his finger.
"As long as you didn't kill anyone, it's a small matter." Sakako Sanako heaved a sigh of relief. "Are you going home now? Please wait a moment, I'll be right there. "
Pei Zi Yun kept his handphone. It seemed like he couldn't hide it any longer. However, there was no need to hide his own situation. Furthermore, he had to investigate Hayakawa Naomi's matter.
Note 1: The homicide rate in Japan is 0.27 per 100,000. It is indeed the highest among the hundreds of millions of people. China's rate is 0.8 per 100,000.
Note 2: Suicides are all real aliases. Some people are more afraid of being fired than of dying.
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