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Chapter 113 We have a wrong understanding of power
Shinjuku, Kabukicho [-]-chome.

Whenever night falls, various neon signs shine on both sides of the street. Young girls dress up as anime characters or take sexy routes, greeting passers-by in front of hot posters.

The rows of young girls form a beautiful scenery. It is no exaggeration to say that this is a man's paradise.

The huge flow of people also proves how prosperous Kabukicho is at night, full of unusual pink vitality.

But it is in such a lively place that the light and dark sides of Shinjuku are best reflected.

In the bustling Kabukicho [-]-chome, people may turn into an intersection and enter a dark alley with no flow of people.

The silence inside seemed to silently repel the passers-by.

If pedestrians are interested and choose not to enter it, there will naturally be no risk.

If you venture out rashly, if you are not lucky, you will encounter very bad results.

Nianhiro Matsushita stayed in a quiet alleyway, guarding a door.

There is no light at the door.

He didn't care about the darkness of the alley, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and held it in his mouth.

He took out a retro match with his left hand, gently slid it on the surface, and lit the cigarette in his mouth with a weak flame.

Matsushita Nianhong has been involved in the Yakuza for a long time, and he will turn 50 soon.

When he was young, he was a famous warrior of the Mountain King Group, killing everyone.

Until he shot and killed someone in a downtown area and was arrested and sent to jail.

After a 20-year sentence, when he was released, everything changed.

As an old man, he doesn't want to live a stable life and continue to work in his old profession.

However, the boss who promoted him has died of illness, and the newly appointed second-generation head doesn't have a good impression of old guys like him, so he just arranges janitor work.

If only the young Matsushita Nianhiro had the strength to support his violent temper, he would pick up the imp's collar and roar loudly, recounting how many contributions he had made to the Sanno Group.

As he gets older, he no longer has that strength or bad temper, and just wants to live with his salary.

It doesn't matter if this salary is stained with other people's flesh and blood.

As long as he can live an easy life, what does the life and death of others have to do with him?

This is how people live.

Matsushita Nianhiro took a deep breath and slowly exhaled two puffs of smoke from his nose.

Little did he know that on the rooftop of the tall building opposite, a pair of sharp eyes were staring at the door.

The peregrine falcon transformed by Qingze was squatting on the edge, using the ability of catalyst sensing to observe the surrounding situation.

It was confirmed that there was no surveillance around, and that snow-white powder was being traded in the building.

The number is fifteen.

There was also an acquaintance seen in the back room between the two parties involved in the transaction at noon.

After Qingze grasped the specific situation inside and outside, he spread his wings and dived directly downwards at a speed exceeding the high-speed rail.

At this moment, he did not use the superpower of time suspension.

But in his sight, the smoke exhaled by Matsushita Nianhiro was slowly dissipating. The hand holding the smoke could clearly see the blinking movements.

Qingze could calmly aim at Matsushita Nianhiro's neck. His sharp claws could cut through tofu as easily as a knife, shredding the main arteries and throat of his neck, and directly tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Inhaled smoke drifted outward from the broken throat.

Matsushita Nianhong's eyes widened, and he felt a pain in his throat, and all his thoughts spurted out along with a large amount of blood.

His mind fell into darkness and he fell to the ground.

Blood gushed out from the torn throat.

Qingze, who landed on the ground, transformed into a tall man with short brown hair.

Her hair was slicked back, with a strand of long hair floating in front of her forehead, and she was wearing a long, snow-white dress.

This is the most popular villain in the Bleach anime, Aizen Sosuke.

Qingze's transformation ability will not cool down until one hour has passed.

Only after he has used it for an hour will he enter a 1-minute cooldown state.

Qingze used his mind to unscrew the door.

Warm lights shone from inside to outside, and he entered the hall at a leisurely pace.

There are several sofas inside and a tropical fish tank in the corner.

Eight people were sitting in different places in the hall, guarding the door to the inside together.

Seeing him coming in, the expressions on everyone's faces changed.

"That old guy from Panasonic is lazy again."

One person muttered and stood up, strode forward and said, "Hey, this is not a place for sightseeing. Get out of here."

"Please don't get me wrong, I'm not here for sightseeing, I'm here to kill you."

Qingze described the purpose of this trip in a low and magnetic voice.

"Come to your door and cause trouble?

You're such a smart guy, you actually dare to challenge our Mountain King Group without taking anything. "

The man complained, took out a gun from his pocket with his right hand and pointed it at Qingze: "Should I say you don't care about life and death, or have you watched too many knight-errant movies?"

"Hey, Yamada, you are too timid to use a gun against someone."

A muscular man next to him jeered.

In his opinion, in this case, the man could be beaten with fists.

"Long-worded, showing great strength is the easiest way to resolve disputes."

The man named Yamada replied to his companion, his eyes jokingly saying: "You know how to be afraid now."

"Afraid? Is it this much? It seems that our understanding of power is a little different."

Qingze's expression was calm and his tone was calm, as if he was ordering a cup of black tea at a tea restaurant in the afternoon.

Yamada was a little confused.

Which country is this silly boy from?
He didn't even know a gun.This is a murderous weapon that can easily take away a life with just one pull of the trigger.

It's not a toy on the market.

"You." Yamada was about to explain the power of the gun when the man in front of him suddenly disappeared, "Nani?!"

The shocking fact almost made his eyes pop out of their sockets.

The seven people who were watching the show also showed horrified expressions, and the first impression in their minds was that they had encountered a ghost.

Their faces suddenly turned pale. They had done too many bad things in the past. If there were ghosts, wouldn't it mean that hell also existed? !
"Let me tell you, the so-called power is used to describe this ability."

The low and magnetic voice was as elegant as before, and cold sweat broke out on everyone's forehead.

Yamada turned his head and found that the disappeared man appeared behind him, standing near the door inside.

He swallowed and said in a trembling voice: "You, what on earth are you?"

"You guys shoot each other."

Qingze didn't look back and used his hypnotic ability.

Before Yamada could react, the dull sound of gunfire rang in his ears.

boom.

He felt a pain in his waist, blood gushed out, and his eyes looked to the side in shock.

The companion's face also showed a hint of surprise.

How is this going? !
This thought flashed through Yamada's mind, and his right hand instinctively aimed at the shooting partner.

Index finger pulls the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang, bullets were fired from the barrel of the gun, flying freely in the air.

There was a crackle, the sound of broken glass, and water gushes out from the bullet holes in the fish tank.

An unlucky tropical fish was hit by a bullet and the fish tank was immediately stained with blood.

There were several bullet marks on the water glass on the table, human flesh, and the wall.

In just a short moment, the eight hypnotized people pointed at each other and pulled the triggers.

It wasn't until the bullets ran out that they fell to the ground like rags.

The sound insulation effect of this hall is very good, so there is no need to worry about the sound of gunshots spreading outside and attracting others' attention.

But the sound of gunshots was definitely heard in the room inside.

Qingze raised his hand and touched the wall, using his catalytic sensing ability.

His raised gaze allowed images to flood into his mind.

He didn't pay attention to the other pictures, but focused on the pictures inside the house.

The area inside is quite wide and semicircular.

There are two multi-person sofas and a square table with two boxes, one large and one small.

One was filled with money, the other contained bags of white powder.

There were six people in the house.

Only two people were sitting on the sofa, and the other four people were all pointing guns at the door, posing on guard.

……

Kevin took a sip of water and felt speechless. He didn't step on dog poop when he went out today.

Why so unlucky?

When meeting Yuken Yasuda, he was caught by the Metropolitan Police Department's task force and taken to the police station.

In order to make meritorious deeds, Team Leader Robert arranged for him to trade flour with the Sanwang Team to supplement some activity funds for the CIA.

Encountered another scene of gangsters eating gangsters.

The reason why he was sure that it was gangsters and not people from the Metropolitan Police who came to visit was that the CIA had its own information channels and could know when there would be a police raid.

In Japan, the CIA has always been the safest and most reliable supplier of Yakuza.

It is stronger than the US military stationed in Japan.

If Kevin messes up the transaction of this batch of goods, he will never see the sunrise tomorrow.

"Mr. Asai, your Sanno Group's confidentiality work is not very good."

"Please don't worry, we will resolve this matter."

Eiki Asai replied in a deep voice, with a cold expression on Kunji's face.

He didn't feel panic at all. He had been doing this business for ten years and had never seen any big storms.

The world thinks that the Japanese underworld is very peaceful, but that's just because they are good at pretending, and they never make organizational conflicts known to everyone.

Things on the road are handled by the road.

Large-scale gangs have connections with newspapers and police stations, and most serious cases are treated as suicide cases.

The reputation of the Sanno Group is well-known at home and abroad, and bloody battles are naturally indispensable.

"Yosuke, go outside and check on the others."

Asai Eiki ordered in a deep voice, reaching his right hand into his waist and taking out a dark pistol.

In his opinion, daring to take on the idea of ​​​​the Mountain King Group is obviously something that only stupid young people can do.

Thinking of those stupid youth violent gangs in Shinjuku, Etsuki Asai believed that it was time to teach them a lesson and understand what it means to be shocked by their seniors.

Kevin was still worried.

Maybe he was too sensitive, but today's bad luck made him really not believe that things would end as he wanted.

Maybe he should use the secret weapon given to him by his team leader.

Kevin reached for the briefcase next to him. The AK47 was a heavyweight weapon in Japan.

With such a killer weapon at his side, Kevin is confident to deal with another group of Yakuza.

The tall Yosuke grabbed the door handle and opened the door suddenly.

(End of this chapter)