"Kamurocho" is extremely quiet tonight.
At the same time, "Kamurocho" is extremely noisy tonight.
As for the upcoming collision between the two major organizations, countless people held their breath in public, but secretly they were constantly discussing it.
If the "Yakuza Team" and the "Sakata Team" really fight, who will be the final winner
After this battle, what changes will happen to "Kamurocho"
Also, how many familiar faces will disappear forever tomorrow morning
People nervously and excitedly imagined the scenes that might happen next, constantly informed them through various means, and observed changes in the situation.
But for Yoshio Fujiki, one of the three consultants of the "Yakuza Group", he didn't think about anything and just quietly maintained his beloved sword in the room.
Start at the bottom of the knife, place the cleaning paper on the knife strip, gently hold the paper covering the knife strip, and gently wipe upwards with your thumb and index finger.
Fujimoto had done this action countless times in the past. He could still recall the ridiculous time when he almost cut his finger.
But this is probably the last time.
After sheathing his beloved sword in excellent condition, Fujimoto, who was wearing a solemn kimono, stood up and opened the sliding paper door next to him.
In the courtyard outside the paper gate, dozens of subordinates wearing suits embroidered with "Mark of the Dragon" were sitting on their knees.
This group of people are the real elite members of the "Yakuza Group", and they are not at the same level as the gangsters who were summoned.
After seeing Advisor Fujimoto walk out of the room, this group of elites also raised their heads seriously, with a look of death in their eyes.
Well, today is a good day to die.
Fujimoto is obviously very satisfied with his group of loyal men.
So in front of everyone, he whipped out his beloved sword and raised it to the sky, shouting: "Brothers! That traitor Sakata wants to set up his own business, do you agree or not?"
"I won't agree!" Everyone replied with great momentum.
"If we don't agree, what should we do?"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
In the courtyard shrouded in darkness, this group of elite Yakuza shouted as if they were about to ignite their blood.
Although there are only a few dozen people, when they shout like this, they really have the momentum of thousands of troops approaching the battlefield.
"Okay!" Fujimoto took a deep breath and finally shouted: "In that case, then come with me and go out! No matter how much sacrifice you have to make, you must give up the traitor Sakata."
"Report to Mr. Fujimoto! Master Ryuto has captured Minoru Sakata alive."
Just as Fujimoto was excitedly preparing to lead his men to attack, and everyone in the courtyard felt their hearts surging, the waiter who suddenly ran over shouted these words that ruined the atmosphere.
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For a moment, there was silence inside and outside the courtyard.
Fujimoto's beloved sword froze in the air, and the blood of the elites also froze.
After a while, Fujimoto reluctantly asked the waiter: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"It's not nonsense. Master Ryuudou really captured the traitor Minoru Sakata, and the members of the "Sakata Group" also knelt down at the door to apologize and wanted to rejoin the group."
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Crazy, either I am crazy, or the world is crazy, anyway, there are always people who are crazy.
Fujimoto led his men with a dark face and ran towards the headquarters gate, while frantically rubbing his forehead with wind oil essence, otherwise he was afraid that he would faint on the spot.
Of course, there is no Fengyoujing available in Japan. This thing is an artifact that Fujimoto bought when he traveled to neighboring countries. It has a very good effect on relieving headaches and is a must-have for the ultimate.
At this moment, the lights outside the gate of the "Rulong Group" headquarters were already brightly lit.
There were more lights, more people, and this person was a very surprising person.
Outside the grand gate, a large number of strong men kneeling together looked very conspicuous, as if they were collectively performing some kind of suspicious ritual.
Right in front of this group of people kneeling, Kiryu Ryuto's figure, who was shorter and leaner than an adult, stood under a wooden plaque with the word "Like a Dragon" written on it, gesticulating to the subordinates around him.
"Yes, yes, yes, hang it up properly, to a more conspicuous position, and then put on lights or something, preferably colorful lights, like KTV ones, which are more imposing."
Although he looked young, the group of strong men surrounding him did not dare to neglect at all, but faithfully carried out every order of the young master.
It's just that the order Long Dou issued at this time was really punk.
When Fujiki rushed over with his people, he happened to see Sakata's bruised body being hung up like a pig for public display.
Until now, Sakata is still alive and his life is not in danger.
Although when he was wearing a crotch cloth that barely covered his shameful place, and his hands were tied with ropes and hung at the entrance of the "Yakuza Group" headquarters, Sakata really wanted to find someone to shoot him.
So shameful, so shameful.
Unlike other Yakuza, Ryuu Dou did not execute Sakata after catching him, but instead took even more egregious actions.
Under Ryū Dou's arrangement, Sakata was lifted up on one side, and the spotlights from below and around him shone on him from all directions.
This spotlight comes in various colors, red, green, blue, and white. It looks particularly festive, and it looks even more festive when paired with Sakata's fat body that is twisting crazily.
"Master Long Longdou? What are you doing?"
When he came to Ryuuto, who was directing and preparing to get some speakers and play "Good Day" around Sakata, Fujimoto asked while wiping the wind oil essence on his hands.
Fengyoujing is now equivalent to Fujimoto's Jiuxin Pill. If you apply even one milliliter less, you may faint and fall to the ground. After all, the scene in front of you is too exciting.
But Long Dou smiled lightly and said: "It's nothing, I just went to Sakata's place and found that the brothers were just deceived by him, so I kidnapped this guy back."
What this Ji Dao young master said was quite easy. Of course, no one with a bigger brain than a pine nut would believe it.
But when he saw the young master's confident and domineering look, Fujimoto couldn't help but take a deep breath.
From Fujimoto's point of view, Ryuu Dou at this time gave people the feeling of a fish leaping over a dragon's gate, which was completely different from the previous playboy who made trouble every day.
Could it be that the team leader and I are both wrong? The young master shouldn't waste his talent, but should he continue on the path of the extreme
I don’t know, Fujimoto didn’t say anything that night, he just took out the good wine he had collected for more than ten years and got drunk.
Of course, the colorful spotlight at the entrance of the "Yakuza Group" headquarters was also on all night, and there was a big speaker next to it that repeatedly played a strange disco music that no one could understand.
Therefore, this night was called "Kamurocho" as "The Night of Demonic Foolishness and Shameful Giri".
Don't ask how this word was coined, it's probably because Sakata's white butt has these two lines of characters carved on it.
(End of chapter)