Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

Chapter 1045 Shadow Warrior

"Wow~"

A basin of ice-cold water woke up Okamoto, who was in a coma. He suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for air.

When Okamoto's vision gradually returned to clarity and he understood the current situation he was in, he suddenly panicked.

At this moment, he was tied naked to the cold sewer pipe. Looking at the surrounding environment, it should be a basement.

Opposite, stood a man with red eyes, trembling body, and a ferocious expression. He was also holding a stainless steel bucket in his hand.

"Shouta, this guy will be left to you next. Do you know how to interrogate him? Do you have anything to ask?"

Okamoto Xiong forced himself to calm down, and just when he was about to shout and question, Du Weiguo's lazy voice suddenly rang out.

"Yes, sir, I understand." Shouta Shiina replied dully.

"Hey, Shota, you won't be soft, will you?" Du Weiguo chuckled and joked in a teasing tone.

"Absolutely not!"

Hearing this question, Shiina Shota's hand suddenly exerted force, and he tore the steel bucket apart.

In the next moment, Shota proved his determination and directly tore open the sharp iron barrel fragments and used them as a machete to slash Okamoto's feet.

"Shh!"

His strength worked wonders, and two of Okamoto's toes were instantly cut off by the bucket fragments, and blood splattered everywhere.

Okamoto was stunned for a moment, and then a severe pain hit him. His whole body was trembling from the pain, and a scream like a slaughtered pig erupted from his mouth.

"Ah~"

Xiang Taitai seemed to have suddenly enlightened, and without any explanation from Du Weiguo, he slapped Okamoto Xiong's face fiercely without any hesitation, instantly interrupting the harsh wailing.

His slap was quite technical and the force was controlled just right. Okamoto's cheek was immediately distorted and a few yellow teeth were thrown out, but he did not lose consciousness.

Du Weiguo nodded silently. Yes, Xiang Tai was making visible progress and was worth cultivating.

The next second, Shota pressed the bloody bucket fragment against Okamoto's chin, his eyes were red and his tone was cold:

"Okamoto Yu, from now on, if I ask questions and you answer questions, if you dare to say one more nonsense, I will chop off one of your bones immediately."

After saying this, Xiang Taijie smiled sinisterly:

"Pig, did you know? Humans have 206 bones, plus joints, a total of 278 pieces. I can slowly kill you, but don't let me down~"

Du Weiguo couldn't help but laugh when he heard that the cheat sheet was 100% copied from him. Damn, this guy learns pretty fast.

"You, who are you? Do you know who I am? I am Mitsui~ah~"

Yu Okamoto asked with a stern expression, but before he could finish his words, it turned into a scream that was not like a human voice.

Shota waved his hand indifferently, and with the help of huge force, the windy bucket fragments had already cut off two fingers of Okamoto's left hand.

"Snapped!"

Shota backhanded him with another fierce blow, interrupting his screams again, and his tone became even harsher:

"Baga Yalu, you pig, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will chop you alive. Do you remember my words now?"

Okamoto Yu was stunned by Shota, and at the same time he was suppressed by his ferocity. He forgot about the pain for the time being, nodded in confusion and cowered:

"Yes, yes, I, I remember."

"Oh, I guess you know the truth." Xiang Tai sneered coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes, and asked word by word:

"Okay, now let me ask you the first question. Last spring, did you ever give 1000 million in cash to Kunihiko Yoshioka, the truck driver in Uenohara?"

Upon hearing this, Okamoto's eyes suddenly dodge visibly, full of unbearable fear, but he said firmly:

"Who, who is Yoshioka Kunihiko? What 1000 million, I don't even know what you are talking about~ah~"

This time, Shota was cruel and instead of using the iron bucket fragments, he directly pulled off one of Okamoto's ears with his hands.

The huge pain caused by being pulled was not comparable to cutting off a finger. Okamoto was so hurt that he rolled his eyes instantly and his whole body was shaking as if he had been electrocuted.

Shota stretched out his big bloody hand, pinched Okamoto's chin, and shouted harshly:

"Baga, you bastard, if you dare to lie again, I will rip off your pig's head!"

Seeing this, Du Weiguo stopped continuing. Xiangta had obviously found the feeling, and there was no need for him to continue coaxing the child.

To Du Weiguo, such an intense interrogation was like a child's play house, not worth mentioning.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether Okamoto is tried or not, or whether anything can be found out. Du Weiguo has a hundred ways to find out the truth from his boss or even the president of the club.

Even if he couldn't ask, it didn't matter. He could go straight to Huanglong, go directly to the Mitsui family's lair, and question Mitsui Shangqing face to face.

Say a thousand words, say a thousand words, torture Okamoto Xiong to extract a confession, or to make Shota courageous. Alas, it is not easy to train a qualified subordinate.

At the same time, Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo, is adjacent to Mount Aoba, the Imperial Palace.

Beside the Qingye Pond on the top of the mountain, there is a quiet, low-key, antique-style, classical Japanese-style garden that covers an astonishingly large area.

To be precise, the entire Qingye Pond is just a part of this courtyard, equivalent to the back garden. This shows how big this courtyard is.

Beside the pool, there is a delicate and clean monastery. Even now, in the middle of the night, the lights are still on, as if it is daytime.

The outer room of the monastery is elegant and spacious.

At this moment, a tall, burly middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged on the mahogany floor. His brows were furrowed and his eyes were sinister, and he was listening to reports from his subordinates.

"Your Excellency, Vice President, I'm very sorry. The above is the whole story."

The person who was reporting the situation to him was a little fat old man with white hair and beard. He was Fujino Makoto, the president of SJ Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd.

At this moment, sweat was dripping from Fujino's forehead, and his eyes were full of unconcealable fear.

This sinister man whom he calls the vice president is called Mitsui Takizawa. He is the only legitimate son of the Mitsui Zaibatsu and the successor to the next head of the family.

This guy is violent, cruel, moody, and regards human life as nothing. He also has a very scary nickname, Oni Takizawa.

Mitsui Takizawa's voice was low and hoarse, like a knife scraping an iron pot, which made people's hair stand on end:

"Fujino Makoto, did you call the police?"

When the little old man's name was called, he couldn't help but tremble all over and sweated instantly:

"No, no, I want to ask the vice-president for your instructions first. However, you have been in meetings today~"

Let's have a chicken party. Today, Mitsui Takizawa, that beast, went to Kusatsu to go to the hot springs. He also killed a little girl by playing with her. It was not until dark just now that he returned home happily.

Mitsui Takizawa pressed his hands and interrupted him impatiently: "Have you reported it to the internal search team?"

The little old man nodded quickly:

"Yes, yes, report it. Your Excellency, Vice President, I reported it to the internal search team as soon as I found out that Okamoto was kidnapped."

The full name of the internal search team is the Mitsui Council Internal Search and Inspection Corps. It is both the private guard of the Mitsui family and the private police.

"So, has the person been found?"

"Not yet?"

"Who did it? Have you found out?"

"Yeah, no."

Hearing this, Mitsui Takizawa's patience was completely exhausted, his fists clenched suddenly, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes:

"In other words, you haven't found anything after searching for a whole day, right? What a waste!"

Fujiwara Zhen quickly knelt on the ground, his whole body shaking so hard that he wanted to stick his head into his crotch, and he didn't dare to defend himself:

"I'm very sorry, Mr. Vice President. It's my incompetence. Please punish me."

Mitsui Takizawa stared at the fat little old man, his eyes turbulent, as if he was weighing something. After being silent for a while, he slowly exhaled:

"Phew, okay, I understand, you can go down."

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency Vice-President, I will retreat first."

Fujiwara Zhen felt as if he had been granted amnesty. His steps were obviously staggering, but he still rolled and crawled back quickly. He knew in his heart that he had just walked through the gates of hell. If he hadn't been qualified enough and was in charge of the family leader's "longevity" business, he would probably have to take a break tonight.

"Kagura!"

After Fujiwara retired, Mitsui Takizawa was silent for a while, and then suddenly shouted. The next moment, a figure appeared very suddenly in the empty room.

"My lord, what are your orders?"

The owner of this figure is a woman with curvy figures and a long figure. Her appearance is also top-notch. The most eye-catching thing is her eyes, one black and one brown.

"Kagura, go check this matter yourself and get rid of the rat who is secretly causing trouble~"

"Cough cough~"

At this moment, two soft coughs suddenly came from inside. Mitsui Takizawa's eyes flashed for a moment, and he immediately stopped talking, put down his cigarette butt, got up and walked inside.

The inner room of the monastery is the bedroom, which is spacious, simple, clean, solemn, and smells of unknown incense, which is elegant and refreshing.

Lying on the soft floor of the bedroom was a haggard, dying old man. The wrinkles on his face were like vertical and horizontal ravines, and his eyes were narrowed to only a slit, but from time to time, a little penetrating light would appear.

He is the contemporary head of the Mitsui Zaibatsu. Mitsui Kame is 93 years old this year. This old man is quite powerful.

As early as 1900, he had been to Sijiu City as a member of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, and he was already a lieutenant officer at that time.

In the following decades, Mitsui Ueki, an old immortal, did not continue to be involved in the military.

However, in almost every foreign aggression and expansion of the Japanese island country, he participated in it in other disgraceful capacities.

In 61, at the age of 86, as the head of the family, he fought against all opinions and reintegrated the Mitsui Foundation, which had been extremely fragmented and weakened.

It can be said that without the Mitsui Kamechi, the Mitsui family's hundreds of years of inheritance would have been completely cut off more than ten years ago.

At the same time, without him, there would be no Mitsui Consortium, which would be so powerful in the next few decades that it could even influence the Japanese regime.

"Father, what are your instructions?"

Mitsui Takizawa knelt respectfully in front of Mitsui Kamei, with a gentle tone and humble eyes. There was no trace of the unruly and indifference he had before.

He is just the youngest son in the family, the 50-year-old son of Mitsui Uewa. The reason why he can become the sole heir is not because of how powerful he is in power.

It was simply because Mitsui Uewa, an old coffin boy, was so capable that the brothers in front of him were forced to death by him.

"Taki~Zawa, what happened?"

Mitsui Shangqing's throat was very hoarse, and he spoke almost word by word. It took him a long time to speak a short sentence.

Mitsui Takizawa did not show any impatience. Instead, he listened honestly and then replied very humbly:

"Father, something happened at SJ Pharmaceuticals. A business department manager named Okamoto Yu suddenly disappeared."

Upon hearing this, Mitsui Ueki's eyelids trembled a few times, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His old eyes that should have been cloudy were now gleaming with light, breathtaking:

"SJ Pharmaceuticals? Missing? Or was it deliberately robbed?"

Mitsui Kame's question is short, but it gets to the root of the problem.

You know, this old immortal is now 93 years old, but he still maintains a sharp and sharp mind.

When Mitsui Takizawa met his eyes, his face suddenly turned pale, and the hairs on his body stood up. He subconsciously looked away and swallowed secretly.

Since Mitsui Takizawa was born, he has been living in the shadow and terror of Mitsui Kamin. His twisted and perverted character is also due to being in this state of fear for a long time.

Even though Mitsui Kame was already dying in front of him, as if he would die in the next second, Mitsui Takizawa was still afraid of him and did not dare to stab him.

His father was as intelligent as a demon, and he had always planned everything in his life, so there was no guarantee that he had no terrible backhand to control him.

"Father, judging from the situation at the scene, Okamoto Yu was indeed kidnapped intentionally, but I am planning to arrange for Kagura to handle the matter personally."

Mitsui Takizawa's voice was trembling slightly. Mitsui Kame slowly closed his eyes and his voice was so soft that it was inaudible:

"When did it happen?"

"Come on, 11 a.m."

"what time is it now?"

"11pm."

Mitsui Takizawa was so nervous that he sweated and his voice trembled violently.

At this moment, the corner of Mitsui Uechi's mouth suddenly trembled slightly, as if he was making a sneer expression, but the visual effect was even uglier than crying.

"Penalty~"

While sneering, he also spit out a somewhat vague syllable in his throat.

However, as the word "punishment" came out, Mitsui Takizawa's neck suddenly tightened, and invisible filaments appeared from nowhere and suddenly wrapped around his neck.

Subconsciously, before he could react, the filaments suddenly tightened. Mitsui Takizawa was instantly unable to breathe, let alone make a sound.

His face was blood red from suppressing it, and his eyes were bulging out. He stretched out his hands with difficulty, trying to tear the thin threads in his throat, but it was all in vain.

This filament was tightly wrapped around his neck. It was thinner than a hair and extremely tough. It sank deeply into his flesh in an instant, making it impossible to pick it out.

Mitsui Takizawa was like a big bastard whose neck was grabbed at this moment. He was dancing helplessly and could only plead with his eyes.

"Twelve hours, Takizawa, are you so impatient to want me to die?"

As he asked, the filaments around his neck suddenly loosened. Although he did not completely let go, Mitsui Takizawa could breathe and speak.

"I, I was wrong, father, I never dare to do it again."

After walking around the gate of hell, Mitsui Takizawa was so frightened that he did not dare to explain at all, but admitted his mistake without any excuse.

"Cough cough~"

After coughing a few times and calming down for a while, Mitsui Shangqing spoke again, still squinting his eyes and speaking out word by word:

"Takizawa, I'll give you another 12 hours to resolve the matter, otherwise~"

The words stopped abruptly, and the thin line suddenly disappeared. If it weren't for the deep red mark left on the neck, it would have never appeared.

"Yes, yes, father, I understand, I will definitely take care of things. I, I will leave first."

Mitsui Takizawa covered his neck and knelt down respectfully before him, then like a frightened quail, he rolled and crawled away from the bedroom.

After leaving the monastery, Mitsui Takizawa kept a sullen face and walked quickly out of the courtyard. He didn't let out a long breath until he got into the car.

Immediately, he turned around violently: "Pa!"

Mitsui Takizawa slapped the face of the woman next to him. This time he used all his strength. Kagura's fair, delicate, porcelain cheeks immediately turned red.

"Baga, Kagura, you bitch, I was almost strangled to death just now, why didn't you stop me?"

After receiving a sudden slap, Kagura's expression remained calm, and even her eyelashes did not tremble at all.

Her tone was as calm as a robot:

"I'm very sorry, Lord, but I can't go against the wishes of the family master. This is the rule."

"Asshole! Damn the rules! When I become the head of the family, I will hang that stinky cousin Shen Wu with my own hands!"

Mitsui Takizawa was helpless and furious, and then he unzipped his wet crotch and reached out to press down on Kagura's head.

"Baga, I was so scared that I wet my pants just now. Bitch, help me lick it clean immediately."

Kagura remained expressionless, not even the slightest movement in her eyes, she just opened her mouth obediently~

Kagura has no surname. Like Shenwu, she is a death warrior and bodyguard raised by the Mitsui family, and they are also powerful ability users.

People with abilities like them are called shadow warriors in the Mitsui family, and their number is unknown.

They have been brainwashed since childhood, and their sense of loyalty and obedience has been deeply rooted in their bones. They want to give to their masters, even if according to their abilities, they can easily destroy the Mitsui clan.