The Hummer off-road vehicle merged into the endless traffic of the road, the work tablet lit up with a blue light, and Princess Kaguya had sent all the information from the "Green Sword Society".
"The Menggui people don't know where to stop, and they work overtime on weekends!" Crow stretched out and leaned against the car door and said to himself: "But this time we should be able to sort out the clues by finding out the identity of the master.
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No one answered his words, Minamoto was reading the information carefully, and Sakura Sakura was a ninja. Ninjas usually talk very little... Mai Shutoku is an exception!
"The Green Knife Club is a very pure underworld organization and should not have anything to do with the Mongols. However, necessary investigations are indispensable."
"Yes." Crow agreed, "I'll call someone right away."
The entire Japanese gang is under the control of the Sheqi Eight Families, and the Green Sword Society is no exception. As the top leader of the Sheqi Eight Families, Minamoto Chisei can freely query all information about the Green Sword Society.
And as the head of the execution department, during many years of various types of missions, he has a basic understanding of all the gangs, large and small, that thrive in Tokyo.
Yuan Zhisheng frowned as he browsed the information. The light in the car was a little dark, and the blue light reflected from the work tablet screen hit his face, illuminating a stern face.
"Hurry up, Sakura." Minamoto Zhisheng ordered one of his three retainers, Sakura Misaki.
The speed of the vehicle suddenly increased, and the Hummer off-road vehicle was speeding on the emergency highway in the bustling streets of Tokyo at a speed of more than 120 yards per hour.
Within a moment, the police officers on duty noticed the arrogant vehicle. They turned on their flashing lights and sirens and followed the Hummer SUV.
Misuki Sakura glanced at the flashing police lights in the rearview mirror. She took out the phone in her arms and pressed a few times, and the call was connected.
"Shinjuku South Exit, there is a police car chasing us, please deal with it."
After saying that, she hung up the phone. The other end of the phone didn't even have time to say "Hi". Ninjas were so quick and concise.
The execution department is very efficient, or it could be said that the Eight Sheqi Families are very powerful in Tokyo and can easily influence the Metropolitan Police Department.
In less than a minute, the police car shouting behind him turned off its alarm. A moment later, the police car merged into the traffic flow and disappeared, as if it did not want to leave an impression in front of these big shots...
Whether they are gangsters, politicians, or wealthy businessmen, it is not an easy matter to mess with them.
These police officers who have been working at the bottom for many years have a profound understanding of this point.
Their strength is dealing with ordinary people.
Yuan Zhisheng turned his head and looked out of the car window. The lights of various colors on the bustling street penetrated the seven-centimetre-thick bulletproof glass and became distorted. When he looked through the glass, the world outside became bizarre, as if it was far away from him.
Far away...it seemed like this thin barrier separated him from the world.
Yuan Zhisheng lowered the car window, and the cold night wind blew in his face. The chill made his tiredness fade away, and his spirit was lifted by the cold wind.
Even the emperor-level hybrid with the best blood cannot escape the category of human beings. Yuan Zhisheng's strong blood has given him strong physical fitness and strong energy. He will not feel tired even if he has not slept for three days and three nights.
, but if you do something you don’t like or even hate day after day, you will also feel tired.
It seems that not many people in this world can do what they want to do. Children from wealthier families will participate in various high-priced tutoring classes and interest training classes from an early age. Day after day, their love will be worn away, and they may even become disgusted.
, of course, not to mention children from poor families, who don’t even have the qualifications to be disgusted. Improving their impoverished lives will consume half of their lifetime energy.
Yuan Zhisheng had no choice. He was the only member of the Genji clan, so he was naturally the head of the Genji family. He was the young master of the eight Sheqi families, and he would naturally be the leader of the eight Sheqi families in the future. He was not fighting for himself, he was
Behind him stood the members of the Shiki Hachi family, including clan members, beloved father, and Eri.
Inexplicably, Yuan Zhisheng had a feeling that tonight would not be peaceful.
Because of the rapid development of the national education industry, the improvement of the overall quality of the people, the slow economic development, and the increasing pressure of industry competition, the life of gangsters is not easy.
Needless to say, some small gangs at the bottom of the underworld are just out of the category of small gangsters and delinquents. No matter what the social environment is, they will not live well, and it is difficult for them to achieve class promotion.
These factors cannot affect the giant Sheqi family. After years of savings, the Sheqi family is deeply rooted in Japanese society. They are not just a simple underworld emperor.
The eight Sheqi families have made achievements in various fields such as economy, politics, science and technology, education, and media. They are strong and handle some traditional businesses while maintaining relative social stability.
In this environment, the first person in the underworld to bear the brunt is naturally the middle-level organization like the Green Sword Society.
Needless to say, financially, in the heyday of the gang, members were provided with subsidies, funds and other benefits, but now even basic activities are very scarce, and everyone has become very picky.
In terms of club members, few are willing to join gangs. It is inevitable that there will be a shortage of jobs. Old guys will even hold typing textbooks while poking their fingers on the keyboard and post on online forums to recruit new students to the club.
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The Green Sword Society is just a third-rate gang in Tokyo, controlling the underworld order of a few streets. It has nothing to do with the existence of the Seraki Hachi family, but because it is located close to Kabukicho, it can be regarded as the emperor of Japanese customs.
Living under the breath of the Inuyama family.
Because of geographical reasons, they seem to know more about behemoths like the Sheqi Eight Families. The more they know about the Sheqi Eight Families, the more fear they will naturally have.
So when the call from the execution department reached the private phone number of the gang leader of the Green Sword Society, the leader who was sleeping soundly with his arms around the young girl one second had his belly tucked into his shirt and the buttons were fastened one by one.
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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the past, he would open a few buttons on his top to reveal the cyan ghost tattoo to add a bit of power to himself, but naturally he had to behave himself when meeting the big shots of the Sheqi family.
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The Green Sword Club's residence was a bar. As soon as Yuan Zhisheng got off the bus, the waiter who had been waiting for him respectfully welcomed him into the most luxurious private box.
The loud speakers in the store have long been turned off, and the shining lights have also been regularized, illuminating the path under the feet of distinguished guests.
When passing by the dance floor, Yuan Zhisheng saw the wine bottles and fruit plates on the booth next to him that he had not yet picked up. The smell of wine was mixed with the strong smell of inferior perfume, indicating that just now the place was crowded with young people releasing their restless youth.
The Green Knife Club should have cleared the place urgently after receiving a call from the execution department. Who knows how much trouble this process will cause, how many dissatisfied guests will be respectfully asked out of the bar by the burly waiter, and how much economic damage will be done to the Green Knife Club.
And how much damage it will cause to your reputation... But none of this is important. The important thing is not to leave a bad influence on this big shot of the Sheqi Eight Clan.
Not long after Yuan Zhisheng sat down, without even finishing a glass of wine, the fat-bellied leader of the Green Sword Society opened the door with sweat on his face.
In an instant, he closed the door again and retreated. A few seconds later, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Yuan Zhisheng said.
The leader opened the door and entered. After standing, he bowed respectfully and said, "I have seen Changzheng, and I have met your lord."
There is no need to introduce oneself. The Sheqi Eight Families have more complete information about the Tokyo underworld than the Metropolitan Police Department. There is no need to add titles such as "Leader of the Green Sword Society" in front of their names. All gangsters will treat the Sheqi Eight Families as such.
For superiors.
There were two men sitting in the room, one on the left and one on the right. One had his collar open, revealing a large blue tattoo, with a ferocious look on his face, while the other had his shirt buttoned neatly and his hair combed meticulously.
There is a bookish air about him, a bit like the male protagonist in a drama, or a top student at the University of Tokyo.
The man sitting on the sofa on the side of the box glanced at him. The light illuminated half of the man's body. He held an open ID folder in his hand. Pinned on the ID folder was a golden badge. On the badge, there was a giant snake entwining the world tree.
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Data shows that the leader of the Green Sword Society, Takami Nagamasa, belongs to a branch of the Inuyama family. Although his bloodline is very weak and the dragon blood in his body is negligible, he has also been exposed to the world of hybrids.
Takami Nagamasa's expression changed slightly when he saw the certificate in Yuan Zhisheng's hand, but the call from the executive department just now allowed him to be mentally prepared and not to be too surprised.
But the next second, Takami Nagamasa's eyes caught sight of a gentian-patterned silver ring on Minamoto's hand. At this moment, his face changed drastically, as if he was overwhelmed with surprise.
"I wonder what's the matter, sir?" Gao Jian Changzheng bowed to the end again.
"Last Saturday, Tetsuji Shida, a member of the Green Sword Club, purchased a batch of goods from his superior. There is something wrong with this batch of goods. I want the name of his superior." Yuan Zhi said calmly, "Immediately."
"Hi!" Takami Nagamasa immediately turned around and quickly exited the room. After closing the door, he instantly started running into his office at full speed.
The big shot didn't give him time to be curious or surprised, he just had to carry out his orders.
Although the gangs were declining, the older generation members were still capable of doing things. Yuan Zhisheng didn't wait much, and the knock on the door rang again.
Takami Nagamasa entered the door holding a stack of documents. He immediately said: "Takehiro Oseki, born on August 13, 1979, Kyoto..."
Yuan Zhisheng has already stood up. As long as he has a name and knows who he is, there is no one in Japan that the Sheqi family cannot find.
Minamoto walked out of the box, and Takami Nagamasa, who was at a loss, followed behind him in fear. It was not until Crow gave him a cold push that Takami Nagamasa stopped with his back pressed against the wall.
The two people jumped into the Hummer SUV, closed the door, and the Hummer SUV immediately sped out.
"The name of the test subject has been found. Search for the name 'Takehiro Xiaozhi' in the files for me. The target's condition is unknown, but we do not rule out the possibility that the target himself uses genetic drugs to strengthen his bloodline. It is initially suspected that the target is highly aggressive and
The urge to kill, from now on, change Takehiro Oseki's color code to red, an extremely dangerous target. Report to Mr. Masamune, I will not rule out the need to kill him during the mission!"
Before the other end of the phone even had time to respond, Yuan Zhisheng continued: "Check for me the airport, railway network, highway network and waterway network, as well as hot spring hotels, hotels and hospitals. Find him as quickly as possible. He may
Using aliases and false identification."
Yuan Zhisheng threw down his mobile phone and said to the back seat: "Crow! Inform the logistics department to start preheating the helicopter! When I arrive at the airport, it will be ready to take off at any time! Let Yasha also join us and take Shida Tetsuji into custody for execution.
Department, the safety level is adjusted to 'a' level."
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"Hi!" Crow called immediately. Although he was a little nervous, he was fully qualified for the work of the execution department. As a retainer of Yuan Zhisheng, he was very dedicated.
At this time, Yuan Zhisheng's cell phone rang. Yuan Zhisheng glanced at the caller's contact, and the coldness in his eyes instantly softened a lot.
"Dad." Yuan Zhisheng answered the phone.
"Where?" Masamune Tachibana's voice contained no emotion.
Masamune Tachibana, a descendant of the Tachibana family, the head of the Tachibana family, and also the head of the family, the absolute leader of the Eight Sheqi families. Under his leadership, the Eight Sheqi families began to recover from the continuous decline after World War II and gradually became stable.
And it has developed rapidly in recent years.
Minamoto said: "Near Kabukicho."
"Come back immediately!" Masamune Tachibana said. In Yuan Zhisheng's heart, his father was always gentle and would rarely say such commanding words to him.
Yuan Zhisheng was stunned for a moment and said: "I am on a mission, and the target is related to the Menggui. The medicine he spread caused several mixed-race people with white color codes to lose control. It is very dangerous. In the execution department, his
The level of danger has been raised to 'A' level..."
"Come back immediately, we will wait for you at the shrine, put down everything in your hands." Tachibana Masamune's gentle voice was full of no doubt, "We will wait for you at the shrine... One thing that can affect the rise and fall of the Sheqi Eight Families must be
Coming..."
Naturally, the only people who can make Tachibana Masamune call us are the other heads of the Sheqi Eighth Clan.
Inuyama Ga, the head of the Inuyama family, Kotaro Fuma, the head of the Fuma family, Genichiro Ryoma, the head of the Ryoma family, Nanami Sakurai, the head of the Sakurai family, Shio Miyamoto, the head of the Miyamoto family.
And the head of the Uesugi family, Eri Uesugi.
"good."
Minamoto hung up the phone, "Sakura, make a U-turn to the shrine and stop at the intersection. Crow, you and Yasha will be responsible for tonight's mission. We must mobilize all the power of the execution department to capture Takehiro Oseki before dawn!"
"Hi!" Crow quickly promised, "You will not let me down."
Yuan Zhisheng waved his hand, and his thoughts were racing. What on earth could happen to bring together several heads of the eight Sheqi families and give them the title of "influencing the rise and fall of the eight Sheqi families"? This even made the always calm and confident person
Dad showed a hint of eagerness.
On a bustling night in Tokyo, a black Mercedes-Benz fleet passed under the elevated road under the cover of night. Several black motorcycles were lined up on the left and right of the fleet like wings. Passers-by on the street saw such a momentum.
Hold up your phone and take a photo.
The Mercedes-Benz fleet cuts across the road, and any rushing cars must give way!
Everyone knew that a big shot was traveling.
The night is flowing, and many things are slowly evolving in the direction that has been decided for a long time. The invisible trend is about to take shape, and nothing can stop it, otherwise it will only be crushed.