Chapter 169 Who is the authentic disciple of Heavenly Punishment
In the early hours of this morning, a 'financial company' in the Tobu Department Store office building was attacked.
The office was in a mess. The fish tank was broken into glass shards, and there was water everywhere on the ground. A few landscape fish that were about to die but were not dead fluttered from time to time. The leather sofa was cut crosswise with a knife, and the inner bladder was turned out and covered with blood. ; The incandescent lamp has poor contact and flickers, making it look like a scene from a horror game.
More than a dozen Daochuan Association members were all injured, and several cadres were in the ICU for first aid.
When Fushimi Lu arrived at the scene, a cordon was set up in front of the elevator door, and forensics class members were already finishing the work. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the patrolmen carrying the bodies of the two younger brothers into body bags.
The detective who succeeded Yamaguchi Takashi is Kinoshita Shohito, a veteran in the workplace in his forties. After receiving the report, he deliberately waited for more than ten minutes, waiting for Daochuan to clean up everything that needed to be cleaned, and then went upstairs to take over the scene.
"Is this a fight with the Yamaguchi-gumi?"
Fushimi Deer looked around and settled down cautiously. He walked into a cubicle in the office. Four or five people were dressing each other's wounds with their heads bare. Everyone was smoking. The room was like a sauna, hot and stuffy, exuding the smell of male hormones.
Fushimi Shika couldn't stand the smell and turned around to leave. Waka took a step forward and blocked him at the door. He looked over Wakatou's shoulders and saw Kinoshita Shohito turned around and left, closing the office door smoothly. He suddenly realized that the Metropolitan Police Department's cause of cracking down on the underworld had a long way to go.
"Coming?"
Satake Gen sat in his wheelchair and raised his head.
After not seeing him for more than a month, he became emaciated and his eyes were covered with a layer of white mist.
There is a glass coffee table in the center of the room, with several chairs surrounding it, and a blind on the left. Fushimi Shika turned his head, remained silent for a moment, and sat down opposite him: "How come it's like this?"
"There are sequelae and surgical complications. It's good to be able to save a life." Satake Xuan smiled bitterly: "I'm ashamed to say that, I really didn't expect that the medicine is so powerful."
Fushimi Shika leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and crossed his fingers on his stomach: "I don't know what you are talking about."
"We are all our own people," said Zuo Zhuxuan.
"Who is one of your own?" Fushimi Lu refused.
It stands to reason that he is short-handed and soft-spoken. He has received many benefits from Satake Xuan, so he should have a better attitude. But Fushimi Shika didn't think so. He felt that he saved this guy's life and also saved the guy named Takako Ishii. No matter how much money he got, he was the reward he deserved. There was no saying that he was short-handed.
Satake Gen looked a little helpless. He could only wave his hand, and the other heads filed away: "Can you talk properly now?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." Fushimi Shikama asked straight to the point: "Why did you ask me to come over?"
"Last night, a woman pretended to be the president's lover and sneaked into the headquarters. She said she wanted to ask about you and asked us how Nagashima Tsuyoshi died..."
"Alone?" Fushimi Shika interrupted.
"Yes, alone."
Satake Gen nodded and couldn't help but feel emotional: "That was a one-man team-up! In the golden age of the underworld, not many people could do such a thing, right? Those guys who can fight now are either disabled or old. There is less and less new blood in the new generation.”
Fushimi Shika was not sympathetic. He was more concerned about the identity of the attacker: "Is that woman... big?" As he said this, he also gestured at her bust size on his chest.
"I wasn't there, but I heard Long Kuang say...it's very big." Satake Xuan said.
Fushimi Shika understood, changed the subject, and asked: "Speaking of which, where is Mr. Ishii?"
"It's a small injury, nothing serious." Zuo Zhuxuan was very patient and followed his words to do Tai Chi. "Oh! In that case, the attacker must have been injured too, right?" Fushimi Shika crossed his legs and said, "Don't tell me that you gangsters don't even have a gun."
"There are guns, but they are only pistols. It has become more strict recently..." As he said that, Satake Xuan coughed again, and the two of them tacitly stopped the topic. He continued: "What I am about to say may sound exaggerated..."
"How exaggerated?"
"It's as exaggerated as the plot of a movie."
"You continue."
"The president once collected a tachi. He himself was not interested in samurai swords. He just bought them at a high price for appearance. After the woman got the sword...she split the bullet."
"Split?"
"Yes, according to Wakatou who participated in the battle, the woman shook her sword to block, and even split several bullets in succession." Satake Gen paused and asked: "Can you do it?"
Previously, Fushimi Lu killed eight gunmen in the Sugamo branch, which opened Satake Gen's eyes. But I didn’t expect that there are people outside the world. There are so many talented people in that damn place in Sugamo...
"I have never practiced swordsmanship, how can I do it?"
Please...you...collect_6_9_书_吧 (六//九//书//吧)
Fushimi Shika thought in his mind that the level 7 swordsmanship was so exaggerated. Chiki Kazama's strength and speed attributes must be quite high. He guessed it was probably B level or above, right? On this basis, relying on the bonus of ancient swordsmanship skills, the multiplicative strength is exerted.
Currently, his only intelligence attributes are S level, speed A, and strength B. His only fighting skill is the grappling technique inherited from instructor Sakurai. It has been upgraded to Lv5, but after all, it is only a hand-to-hand fighting skill... If you think about it this way , he might not be able to defeat Chiki Kazama who is holding a sword!
If I had known earlier, I would have picked up the swordsmanship skill. If I really can't do it, I could just upgrade the marksmanship skill.
"Can't even you do it?"
Gen Satake was a little surprised, but he felt that it was reasonable. Swords, chops and bullets were too unreal. Even if it were written into a novel, readers would laugh at it as being too brainless. Maybe it was just those Wakatou gunmen. It was so bad that I couldn't hit anyone, so I turned around and said the opponent was too strong.
"It's not important," Fushimi Shika skipped the topic and asked instead: "What did she find out?"
"I don't know." Zuo Zhuxuan said.
"What does 'not knowing' mean?"
"She took Ashu away." That's all Zuo Zhuxuan said.
Fushimi Shika finally realized that the matter was serious. He really didn't expect Chiki Kazama to be so stubborn. She usually looked like a married woman with squinting eyes, but she would be so ruthless in a fight.
Forget it, the Inagawa Society is the second largest designated violent group in Japan, but a woman demolished its headquarters, and even the cadres were arrested. How can they survive when word spreads about this?
Besides, why is Chiki Kazama always staring at him? Is it possible that you want to compare who is the best in Wing Chun... ah no, you want to compare who is the authentic God of Punishment?
"So, why did you call me here?" Fushimi Lu asked.
"I want a name."
Although Satake Xuan looked like he was about to die, his body still overflowed with murderous aura at this moment. He paused, lowered his voice, and added: "We want that woman's name."
(End of chapter)