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Chapter 223 Crazy Wild Dog

Shinjuku, Kabukicho, [-]-chome.

In the box of heaven on earth.

The fairy tablets, which are said to have no side effects on the human body, are stuffed into the incense burner. Under the high temperature, wisps of smoke are spit out from the dragon's mouth.

Anyone who smells this smoke will be in high spirits.

The specific reasons are known to all knowledgeable people, and Sumitomo Jiro did not want to investigate whether there were really no side effects.

He just wants to have fun.

"Son, how are you?"

Two mature women who were more than ten years older than him whispered in his ears.

They knew the young master's interests very well.

Just shouting like this can make this person extremely excited.

Sumitomo Jiro raised his head, immersed in this illusory feeling of pleasure.

"Asshole, who asked you to touch this pendant!"

The sudden roar caused the warm atmosphere in the box to dissipate somewhat.

Sumitomo Jiro glanced sideways. The bodyguard he had paid a lot of money to hire was full of anger. He pressed the woman's right hand directly on the table, then took out a fruit-eating knife and nailed it directly to the table.

"what!"

The young girl accompanying him screamed and was hit hard on the head by a bottle.

Normally, it is difficult to smash a wine bottle like in the movie, but the man's strength was obviously beyond ordinary people, and he smashed the bottle with a snap.

The broken wine bottle and the blood flowing from his forehead fell into the eyes of everyone, without causing any surprise or panic.

Under the influence of the smoke, everyone's spirits have become very paralyzed, and they are indifferent to anything they encounter.

Not to mention outsiders.

There was a trace of pain on the beaten girl's face, but the pain disappeared after taking several puffs of smoke.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

The girl apologized in a low voice, then vomited on the table and felt dizzy.

"This is your sin! This pendant contains a photo of my grandfather.

He is a man of integrity, idealism, and inspiration who wants to change this country.

With dirty hands like you who have touched countless men’s anus, please don’t touch this pendant for me! "

The more the man talked, the more excited he became.

Sumitomo Jiro said slowly: "Kintaro, why are you angry with that woman?

If you don't like her, just kill her.

I'll take care of the aftermath for you. "

Upon hearing this, Kintaro pierced the woman's aorta with the smashed beer bottle in his hand, and bright red blood poured out from the mouth of the bottle and fell on the table.

Even after seeing this scene, the woman in the box did not show any shock or fear.

They were calm and rested lazily on the men's shoulders, watching their colleagues lose their lives little by little with unfocused pupils.

"Master Sumitomo, let me go out and get some fresh air first."

Kintaro's good mood was ruined.

His body is extremely strong and has a strong resistance to smoke. He will not be confused by the smoke, but will instead become disgusted here.

Kintaro feels like every moment he spends here goes against his grandfather's teachings.

But he has been violating it for a long time.

From the age of 17 until now.

13 years have passed.

The path he took was completely opposite to the path his grandfather expected.

Every time he thinks about this, Kintaro becomes particularly irritable and violent.

"You go out."

Sumitomo Jiro waved his hand and asked him to leave.

Seeing Kintaro leaving the box, another person said: "Wild dogs really don't know how to experience good things."

Sumitomo Jiro leaned back and said slowly: "It doesn't matter. As long as the wild dog is strong and obedient, there will be no problem."

"Tokyo is not peaceful recently. Will his leaving put us in danger?"

"It doesn't matter, he knows where to stand and won't go too far."

Sumitomo Jiro doesn't worry about this, nor does he want to worry about that.

The fumes are smoked to avoid fear.

The death of his eldest brother, the death of his grandfather, and the abnormal actions of the six major financial groups all hinted that his father was hiding something from him.

He didn't know what the specific matter was. He only knew that it was related to a man named Dio.

Did Dio kill his grandfather and eldest brother?
I do not know.

Sumitomo Jiro didn't want to think about those complicated things. He took a deep breath of smoke to calm his mind.

……

On the bustling streets of Kabukicho, Durant did not choose to stop in one place.

A large number of police patrolled the streets. With his height standing in one place for a long time, it was easy for him to be questioned.

He had to keep walking around, pretending to be selecting which custom shops he wanted to enter.

But his real idea is to find Dio.

Based on previous experience, Dio is likely to emerge from a dark place.

His real attention fell on the alleys.

When Durant was doubting that Dior would not show up tonight, a tall figure stood on the path between two buildings and raised his finger at him.

Durant immediately realized that the other party had once again seen through his disguise.

His eyes casually glanced around.

Several policemen stood chatting under the sign of a custom shop, and Durant walked into the alley in a few steps. "Yes, your progress has exceeded my expectations."

Qingze's tone contained a hint of praise.

Durant said calmly: "This is just the first step.

I want those people to understand that repentance is the only way to survive.

They must acknowledge the evil crimes committed by their country and make amends. "

"I admire your ideals, come with me."

Qingze turned and walked into the alley.

Durant looked at his hands and confirmed that there were no firearms.

This time he was probably reaching the stronghold. Durant felt a little excited. His feet landed in the quiet alley, making a slight sound.

The bustling and deserted Kabukicho are often separated by just a wall.

"Hey, stop for a routine inspection!"

The call of the police came from behind, and Durant's eyes darkened. It seemed that the patrolling police discovered Dior at the intersection.

This tall and muscular figure has met the standards of foreigners they need to interrogate.

Durant turned his head, and two policemen were walking towards him.

Before he turned around, his hand had already touched the gun at his waist. If he had no choice, he had to kill the two of them.

The chilling atmosphere did not make the two police officers alert.

In their opinion, this was just a routine inspection, and they were completely unaware of the dangers.

"Why do you have to show up when I'm upset?"

With a grumpy voice, Kintaro closed the pendant and walked down the steps of the back door of Heaven on Earth.

There is a straight line no more than five meters away from the alley where the two policemen are.

He walked into the alley, his rough face full of anger, his hair disheveled like a savage, his gray vest and shorts could not hide his strong muscles, like steel that had been tempered for thousands of times, full of strength.

A golden pendant is worn around the neck.

He said with fierce eyes: "I hate you bastards the most!"

Bad memories rolled through his mind. He could not forget that his grandfather, who had always been law-abiding, was arrested by the Ministry of Public Security on trumped-up charges just because he insisted on walking on the right path and wanted to promote red ideas.

Repeatedly, Grandpa finally died in prison.

What the neighbors around me heard was not regret, but all kinds of slander.

Thinking back on those things, Kintaro became more and more irritable.

"This gentleman, please speak with respect."

"Are you worthy of my respect?!"

Kintaro growled, murderous intent already rising in his heart. He didn't care about the identity of the two people. Rather, it was their identities that made it easier to arouse the murderous intent in his heart.

"I suspect that you are related to the fugitive criminal Durant. Come back to the police station with us immediately for investigation, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

Kinjiro grinned, patted his chest and said, "Come forward and catch me if you can!"

"asshole!"

Watching the three people clash.

Durant wanted to take this opportunity to leave, but found Diaw standing there without making any movement.

This guy seemed a little interested in this farce.

Durant could only hold back the thought of leaving and stand there watching.

……

Two police officers approach Kinjiro.

One person pulled out handcuffs and the other pulled out an equipped pistol.

Because they were chasing the murderer Durant, they received authorization to shoot if the suspect refused to cooperate.

"You'd better be honest with me."

As he spoke, the short-haired man grabbed Kintaro's right hand and prepared to handcuff it.

Kintaro's eyes flashed sharply, and he grabbed the short-haired man's right wrist and pulled it sharply.

He held the short-haired man in his arms as a shield and rushed forward.

The round-faced man holding the gun was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to shoot.

Kintaro pushed the hostage man forward again, and when the two collided, he accelerated closer, grabbed the round-faced man's head with both hands, and twisted it directly to the left.

With a crunch, the round-faced man's head was twisted back by a huge force. Kintaro's hands suddenly retracted and strangled the short-haired man's neck.

"hey-hey!"

Kintaro smiled ferociously, his arms tightened, and his neck was as soft as noodles.

His hands unclenched.

The two of them died completely and fell to the ground.

Durant watched this scene with his own eyes, feeling somewhat suspicious that Kintaro was an undercover agent sent by the CIA.

The martial art has reached the point where killing people is easier than killing chickens.

Kintaro turned his head, his eyes full of evil, staring at Durant and Qingze and said: "Since you saw it, I have to kill you too."

Isn't it... Durant thought in his heart, knowing that he couldn't let such a powerful guy get close.

He took out his pistol and pointed it at Kintaro, and said in a cold voice: "If you take one more step forward, I will kill you."

Kintaro paused as he moved forward. It didn’t matter if the police were armed with guns, but a random passerby he met had a gun?

"Durant, if you shoot here, it will easily trigger a police gathering. Let me do it."

Qingze put his arm around Durant's shoulder to stop him from shooting.

He originally wanted to send the gun to Durant before looking for him.

Since the other party was in a hurry to deliver it to his door, he had no choice but to comply.

"Do you like watching fireworks?"

(End of this chapter)