"Leader, we just received a new report from Ohka Tomoshi. It contains information about the samurai." Nishioka Ryojin raised his voice. "Samurai can kill evil spirits, but their power comes from evil spirits, or rather, demons that are like evil spirits!"
Nishioka Ryojin revealed a look of fear. "Yamada Shinichi was the chosen successor of Ishido Seito, but Ishido Seito himself was devoured by evil spirits."
"These samurai do not live for long, but possess terrifying powers. Many of them cannot be dealt with by guns."
Nishioka Ryojin said to Uchiyama Daiki, "Leader, you hold the fate of the entire Uchiyama Group in your hands. Are you going to let this go?"
As he said this, he saw Uchiyama Daiki hesitating. He knew that he was tempted, but he could not back down. Nishioka Ryojin sat down with a thud. "Leader, I beg of you."
He then turned to Muraki Katsumi. "Muraki, you are the chief executive. Aren't you going to protect the leader while he retreats?"
Rainy Night, Highway
Pei Zi Yun slowed down the car and took out his phone from his pocket. Sakagami Sanako's voice could be heard. "Yamada Takeshi, how are you now? Where are you? "
"Our men have gone to the warehouse to clean up the mess, but they reported that they did not find any trace of you!" Sakagami Sanako's voice was filled with worry.
"I'm on my way to Wakamatsu 5-10 Temple in the southern suburbs. What's the matter? Is there a problem? "Pei Zi Yun asked.
Wakamatsu 5-10 Temple in the southern suburbs was the stronghold of the Uchiyama Group. This was what Pei Zi Yun had found out after interrogating a member of the Uchiyama Group.
"Yamada Takeshi, are you heading to the stronghold of the Uchiyama Group? If possible, please don't kill people so casually! Although you are fighting back and have a valid reason, killing too many people is not a good thing! "Sakagami Sanako advised Pei Zi Yun.
At this time, Sakagami Sanako had been sent by the Jinchuan Shrine to help Pei Zi Yun settle the aftermath of the Uchiyama Group. Seven people had died in the warehouse.
Things were different now. A hundred years ago, as long as the samurai did not kill important people, or did not kill more than a certain number, they would be fine.
But now that they had entered a democratic society, under the supervision of the government, although warriors had hidden privileges due to social necessity and power, it was far from comparable to the past.
Although a martial artist could kill, there were many restrictions as well. Especially now that Pei Zi Yun had already killed six people, if he continued to kill, the situation would not be easy to handle.
This was especially so since Sakako Sanako had found out through the Jin Kawa Shrine that there was a powerful figure behind the Uchiyama Group. Hence, if Pei Zi Yun continued to kill, the consequences would be dire. The Jin Kawa Shrine could not guarantee that Pei Zi Yun would be safe. After all, the government was still very powerful.
Hearing these words, Pei Zi Yun, who was on his motorcycle, stopped at an empty plot of land by the side of the road. His entire body was drenched from the rain. There was a canopy on the empty plot of land. It was unknown when it was built, but it looked old. There were a few holes in the canopy, from which the rain kept leaking out.
Under the canopy, Pei Zi Yun wiped the rain off his forehead. He held the phone in his hand and asked Sakako Sanako, "What's wrong? Are you scared? "
"Yamada Hou! This is not a matter of fear. It's just that you've killed too many people. You've already killed seven people in the warehouse. If you continue to kill, it will be very difficult for you to withstand the pressure! "
In Japan, when there was an abnormal death, such a case would be called a criminal case. The Jin Kawa Shrine was a shrine that had a history of a hundred years. It held the power of a secret agreement with the government. It was impossible to say that it did not have the power to deal with the aftermath of a murder case.
But now that there were seven deaths, it was considered a major criminal case. Even if the people who died were related to the Yakuza Group, if there were more killings, the Jin Kawa Shrine would have to pay a heavy price to deal with the aftermath.
"Yamada Hou! Please, don't kill anymore people! "Sakako Sanako begged over the phone.
Hearing this, Pei Zi Yun slammed the phone shut and wrapped it in a tarpaulin. He continued to ride the motorcycle, turned the accelerator, and sped into the rainy night.
Wakamatsu 5-10 Teramoto Family
Uchiyama Daki entered the car. The car was sleek and black. The dark blue glass windows glowed with a metallic light. This was a modified car with bulletproof glass. Even the Yakuza Group in Japan would not be able to obtain it easily.
Ryojin Nishioka said loudly to the people around him, "Remember, this time, escort the Chief to retreat."
"If anyone tries to stop you along the way, I'll allow you to open fire. Don't be afraid of the impact. Once you see Yamada Shinji, open fire immediately. At the same time, warn everyone, understand?"
"Whoever kills Yamada Shinji, on behalf of the Chief, I'll reward him with twenty million yen and promote him to team leader!" Ryojin Nishioka promised loudly.
"If anything happens, the group will also find a substitute to take responsibility for the meritorious person. Do you understand?"
Guns were strictly controlled in Japan. If a knife was used, even if there were casualties, it would be relatively easy to handle. However, if a gun was used, it would easily cause panic among the people and the media. Even if the Uchiyama Group had a deep relationship with them, it would be difficult for them to answer to the Metropolitan Police Department.
If there were continuous gunshots, even if they were in the suburbs, it was still within the boundaries of Tokyo. Even if the Metropolitan Police Department wanted to answer to the media and the public, they would still chase after the Uchiyama Group like crazy. This was not something that could be resolved by handing over a few people. However, this was Ryojin Nishioka's loyalty.
"Hai, understood!" Hearing this, the dozen of them replied in unison.
In the Uchiyama Group, if a member wanted to be promoted, he or she had to work for at least five years before he or she could be promoted. Furthermore, he or she could not make a single mistake.
Hence, to ordinary members, being promoted was a very difficult thing to do.
And now, although compared to others, the treatment of the Uchiyama Group members was not bad, who wouldn't want a chance to be promoted?
Now, there was a chance!
After Ryojin Nishioka said this, the members of the group were filled with excitement. They hoped that Pei Zi Yun would be able to catch up and appear in front of them.
"Mm, very good. Let's set off now!" Ryojin Nishioka looked at his group members and took advantage of the fact that they were in high spirits to announce their departure. He then turned to Katsumi Muraki and said, "Muraki, I'll leave the command to you. I'll leave everything to you."
Katsumi Muraki bowed and said, "Don't worry, leave everything to me. Everyone, check your equipment. Make sure there are no mistakes!"
Katsumi Muraki gave his orders to his subordinates. With a loud "Hai", his subordinates started checking their equipment.
Following which, they all boarded the car.
The door opened slowly, and the motorcade smoothly slid out into the rain.
The motorcade could be said to be orderly and well-guarded as they sped off into the distance. At this point, the sound of an engine could be heard coming from the highway. A motorcycle stopped at a junction and wiped the rain away, revealing a pair of calm eyes.
There was no light coming from the windows of the wooden house, and it was easy to sense that there was no sign of life inside. It seemed like the owner had moved. Pei Zi Yun looked at the wooden sign that said "For Sale".
Pei Zi Yun hopped off the motorcycle and walked briskly, at the same time reloading his gun.
This gun that he had snatched was not considered a famous gun, but it was rather crude and sturdy. Pei Zi Yun did not stay on the highway. He climbed up the houses and reached the rooftop.
The rain continued to fall as Pei Zi Yun bent down and waited. He washed away the blood that had splattered on his clothes.
The rain continued to pour, and he only waited for three minutes. Under the rain, the headlights of the car cut through the rain. There were a few cars around, and no one knew which car the target was in.
"It's a pity that we've met before." Pei Zi Yun said plainly. Just as he was about to sigh, he heard a "Bang". A gunshot rang out.
"Bang!" The shot landed on the glass of the third car. A dent appeared on the glass, but it did not completely shatter. This was because it was bulletproof glass.
With this shot, the third car lurched to the side. The driver tried his best to avoid the bullet, but Pei Zi Yun did not move. He continued to pull the trigger. A "Peng" sound was heard as the second bullet pierced through the window, hitting the crack in the window. This time, the glass shattered.
"Bang!" Pei Zi Yun's eyes did not move. The third shot was fired, and he did not look at the result. He narrowed his eyes and slid down the heavy rain. With a flip, he started the motorcycle and drove in a certain direction.
Along the way, in just a few seconds, he dismantled the gun and threw it into the river. Following which, he disappeared into the darkness.
"Chief!" It was only 3.79 seconds. The entire fleet reacted quickly. The moment Uchiyama Dake was attacked, the fleet stopped.
Nishioka Ryojin quickly got off the motorcycle and rushed towards the Chief's car. He quickly opened the door, and Uchiyama Dake fell out.
He had been shot in the chest, and fresh blood flowed continuously. The seat was stained red.
"Chief, Chief, quick, get the first aid kit." Nishioka Ryojin shouted and ordered the driver, "Idiot, I'll settle the score with you when we get back. Why aren't you heading to the nearest Yutian Hospital?"
The driver reacted and hurriedly turned around and opened the first aid kit. Nishioka Ryojin quickly tore off some hemostatic medicine and bandages and wrapped himself up. He was usually a cold man, but now his eyes were red.
Uchiyama Dake panted and laughed, "Nishioka, do you know how to cry? Don't cry, this is Jidao. The so-called Jidao is a person who walks on the extreme path. To put it bluntly, we are all losers in society. If we don't want to lead a mediocre life, we have to be prepared to die at any time.
"I've drunk the best wine, hugged the best women, and made the biggest bet. I want to take over Tokyo, and even the entire Japanese Jidao world …
"It's a pity that my path ends here." At this point, Uchiyama Dake's body twitched. He said, "Give me the communication device!"
"Chief!"
"Give it to me!"
Nishioka Ryojin handed over the communication device. Uchiyama Dake took it, and in the next moment, his voice could be heard throughout the fleet. "I'm Uchiyama Dake. From today onwards, Nishioka Ryojin is the second Chief."
"Yes!" Everyone in the fleet responded.
Uchiyama Dake said, "Nishioka, don't avenge me. Carry on my dream. I … I'm a little thirsty and cold. Pour me a glass of wine …"
"Yes!" Nishioka Ryojin opened the fridge and poured a glass of wine. He raised his glass and looked back, only to see Uchiyama Dake standing still. Only his hand was swaying along with the speed of the car.
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