In a tree house hidden among the trees, the four fingers of the Hand were discussing cooperation with Shishida.
This is also the reason why Murakami is late for the five, no, four fingers gathering.
He first went to the Shishida family and met the head of the Shishida family, Shishida Shingen.
The Shishida family made their fortune in the late period of World War II. At that time, Shishida Shingen relied on the Federals and took advantage of the opportunity of Japan's reconstruction after World War II to quickly make a fortune.
In just less than a few decades, the presence of Shishita has spread to every industry in Japan, including finance, manufacturing, military industry, real estate, and people's livelihood.
Today, the Shishida family has become one of the most powerful chaebols in Japan.
Even the successive prime ministers of Japan could not do anything about him, because if the Shishida family was destroyed, the entire Japanese economy would probably suffer a major earthquake.
This is something the Japanese government cannot tolerate.
It is said that a big tree attracts the wind. It can be said that in Japan, the Shishida family is truly too big to fall.
The Shukai has always cooperated with the Shishida family. The Shishida family spends money, and the Shukai sends out ninjas to help them eliminate some troublesome competitors.
Physically eliminate those difficult business rivals.
The relationship between the two parties has always been cooperative, but Murakami brought news that Shishida Shingen intended to recruit the Shukai as a retainer.
"Retainer, Shishida is really bold!"
Sowanda, who had the most violent temper, was the first to lose control of his emotions and punched the solid wooden round table hard, punching a hole in the round table top made of hard iron birch.
"Shishida Shingen wants us to be completely dependent on the Shishida family?"
Alexandra stared at Murakami with a smile, but her sharp nails left marks on the solid wood table.
It can be seen that she was really angry.
"Did you promise him?" Alexandra stared at Murakami.
"Botu, what do you say?"
Murakami ignored Alexandra and instead looked at the gambler beside him.
Botu hugged his shoulders, a sneer appeared on his face: "Since Shishida Shingen wants to take us as retainers, then we will help him!"
"Botu you?"
Before Sowanda and Alexandra could object.
The gambler asked back, "How old is Shishida Shingen now? If I remember correctly, he should be around a hundred years old!
For ordinary people, living to eighty years old is already a long life. How many years do you think this little guy has left to live
Retainer, huh, after he dies, it is hard to say who the Shishida family will belong to! "
The gambler's words made Jizhizhi's eyes light up.
"Hehe, if I remember correctly, the next generation of the Shishida family doesn't have any decent heirs?"
Alexandra narrowed her eyes like a fox and chuckled.
"Since you all have no objection, then it is approved. I will go to drink sworn brotherhood wine with Shishida Shingen tomorrow!"
Murakami glanced at the three of them, stood up and said.
At this moment, Alexandra inadvertently looked towards the door.
She uttered a sigh and said to herself with a feeling of disgust at seeing something dirty:
"Strange, why are there so many evil spirits? Could it be that more people have committed suicide recently?"
The fact that Five Fingers was selected to enter the outer gate of Kunlun must be unique. Otherwise, with their status as outsiders, whether they could find the way to Kunlun is another matter.
Alexandra was born with psychic powers, which are commonly known in the East as the Yin-Yang eyes.
Because many people commit suicide in Aoki Forest every year, she often finds the souls of suicide victims in the forest.
However, most of these undead spirits are unconscious, and do not have much impact on ordinary people. When they see people like them who practice martial arts and have strong blood, they will stay away from them.
But today, unexpectedly, Alexandra saw four undead ghosts in this wooden house.
She subconsciously stood up and walked to the window. When she pushed it open and looked out, she met a pair of dark eyes filled with blood and tears.
"… "
Alexandra was so scared that she leaned back and kicked out of the window.
“Crash!”
Seeing Alexandra's reaction, everyone in the cabin stood up and looked out the window warily.
Murakami even drew out his samurai sword.
The gambler came to the window cautiously.
Outside the window, there was no one except a few black-clad ninjas on guard.
"Della, what's going on?"
The gambler turned around and asked Alexandra.
"There's something dirty, right behind you!"
Alexandra said, pointing at the back of the gambling man's head.
The gambler only felt that the hairs on his body suddenly stood up, and the energy around him was stimulated to the maximum extent in an instant, and then he quickly left the window in two steps.
Sowanda and Murakami also had gloomy faces. Having lived with Alexandra for hundreds of years, they naturally knew what dirty things Sowanda was talking about.
“Are there a lot of those things?”
Murakami gripped his katana tightly and looked at Alexandra.
Alexandra had calmed down by now. Over the past few hundred years, she had seen all kinds of dirty things, and there were many horrible deaths, and there were many deaths that were uglier than this.
This time I was just caught off guard by this thing.
After calming herself down, Alexandra walked back to the window.
He channeled the energy into his palm and waved it outwards. The undead floating outside the window were impacted by the energy and dodged to the side.
At this time, Alexandra finally saw the scene outside the window.
When she saw this, her face turned pale immediately.
"What's wrong?"
Murakami noticed that Alexandra's expression was not right and immediately walked forward.
"There's this kind of stuff everywhere outside!" Alexandra's voice seemed to tremble slightly.
"How many?"
"All of them. There are thousands of them!"
At this time, the secret base, shooting range, and wooden house of the Hand were filled with pale undead spirits.
They gathered around the unaware black-clad ninjas and sucked their yang energy in big gulps.
Next to the wooden house where the four fingers of the Hand held a meeting, a large group of undead gathered, as many as two or three hundred of them.
"Get out of here first!"
After listening to Alexandra's statement, several people looked at each other.
Murakami suggested leaving without any hesitation.
Just as Murakami opened the door, a whooshing sound was heard in the sky.
Murakami looked up and was immediately furious.
More than a dozen shells were fired towards the wooden house where they were.
At this moment, Murakami almost exploded with all his potential. His energy flowed through his body, and he flew out more than ten meters away like a raccoon cat with its fur standing on end.
Boom boom boom!
The other three fingers that were blocked from view by him were not so lucky.
Amid the roar of exploding shells, the wooden house was blown into a pile of ruins.
Boom boom boom…
Before Murakami could recover from his fear, another round of artillery shells fired towards the ruins of the wooden house.
Boom boom boom…