Siheyuan: Why is my crossing so ugly?

"boom!"

Du Weiguo's wrist flicked slightly, and the empty goblet in his hand hit Scarface's stomach like a heavy hammer, shattering into pieces in an instant.

Scarface jumped up suddenly after being slapped, vomiting blood, and then fell to his knees, clutching his stomach, curling up in pain, unable to howl.

Flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people.

Du Weiguo is approaching this legendary realm infinitely. Just now, if he used all his strength, he could be killed directly.

At this moment, all the young cows and horses became even more panicked and pushed back.

"Boom~"

At this moment, deafening footsteps sounded, and a group of people wearing black suits suddenly rushed out of the back door of the bar.

Their faces were solemn, and they had bulging bags on their waists. At first glance, they were the most orthodox gangsters.

Kabukicho Ichiban Street is the highlight of Shinjuku. It is a small area of ​​less than half a square kilometer. There are no less than thousands of romantic places that only open at night, and dozens of gang organizations.

There is a mixture of fish and dragons, and constant fires. It is a place with the highest crime rate in Tokyo and even Japan.

Basically, there are gangs behind every nightclub. Secret Bar, as the top bar in Kabukicho, naturally has one. The boss behind the scenes is Inagawa Kai, one of the three major gangsters in Japan.

The three major gangs in Japan are the Inagawa Society in Kanto, the Sumiyoshi Society, and the Yamaguchi Group in Kansai.

Among them, the Inagawa Kai, which was based in Tokyo and started out as a businessman, was originally the most powerful force in Kanto and was the sworn enemy of the Kobe Yamaguchi-gumi.

However, the Inagawa Society just suffered a heavy blow last year, and even the leader, Inagawa Holy City, was imprisoned, and has been a bit sluggish recently.

As the old saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Even if Daochuanhui is lonely, it is impossible to let a group of gangsters run wild on their own territory.

Today, the person who led the team to come to the rescue was the third leader of Inakawa Kai, named Ishii Takakuro. He was a fighting maniac, nicknamed Oni Yasha.

Ishii Takakoro is a tall, rugged and strong man. He is shirtless and wearing a suit, revealing all kinds of embroidery all over his body. He is holding a long sword with a cold light in his hand. He looks very fierce.

Looking at the bar that was smashed to pieces, Takako Ishii was so angry that he exerted force on his feet and raised his sword so hard.

Takako Ishii struck out ruthlessly and seemed to have no scruples. As he swung his sword, he slashed the neck of the scoundrel closest to him directly.

"puff!"

Blood spattered, and the little ruffian fell to the ground with a pop. Ishii Takakuro held the blood-stained tachi, glanced at the audience with red eyes, and roared loudly:
"Bagaya Road! Who dares to run wild on Daochuanhui's territory? Are you really tired of living?"

When he roared angrily, the unlucky guy who was chopped down fell to the ground without saying a word, as if he was already cold.

Damn it, I will kill someone if I take action!
This group of tough-looking little ruffians were immediately shocked by this ruthless method. They backed away so far that the timid ones almost peed their pants.

Du Weiguo saw it clearly with cold eyes, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and almost laughed out loud on the spot, secretly applauding in his heart.

Great acting!

This reckless man who cuts down people on sight looks fierce, but is actually Zhang Fei's embroidery, rough and fine, and his attacks are very measured.

He had just cut open the oily skin on the unfortunate guy's shoulder and neck with his sword, and a few streaks of blood came out. Then when he put the knife away, he slashed his neck with the back of the knife.

It looked horrifying to see that he was bloody and bloody, but in fact he was just knocked unconscious and nothing happened. He didn't even need to go to the hospital for bandaging.

Think about it, this secret bar is a cash cow for the Daochuan Society, so it's naturally impossible to casually kill people, call in the police, and destroy the sign.

At this moment, Takashi Ishii glanced around with his bull's-eye and had a panoramic view of the situation on the field.

When he saw the flowery shirt lying on the ground, his cheeks twisted and deformed, and he was unconscious, his thick eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and his face was dark and ugly.

Ishii Takakuro, a veteran of the martial arts world, understood the situation in an instant, pointed his sword at Du Weiguo, and said in a sharp tone:

"Boy, are you responsible for all these things?"

In fact, when he saw the change in the expression of this reckless man, Du Weiguo had an idea. It seemed that this fool in a floral shirt also had a background.

Damn, are you treating me like a soft persimmon?
"Huh~"

Du Weiguo was so angry that he laughed, took out his cigarette case, lit a cigarette slowly, shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and said in a teasing tone:
"Boss, how could I be the one causing the trouble? I come to the bar to spend money, I have real money, and I have been sitting here in a polite manner.

These guys were armed with murderous weapons and rushed in to beat anyone they saw. So many people were there to see it. Isn’t the situation very clear? "

Anyone who makes a name for himself in the world of martial arts cannot be a reckless man who only knows how to fight and kill. Most of them have developed a sharp eye.

Du Weiguo is expensively dressed and has a majestic air. At first glance, he is not an ordinary person, otherwise Ishii Takakuang would have rushed up to attack him.

The key is that he responded calmly and with a calm demeanor. Takako Ishii was even more worried and did not dare to act rashly.

"Humph!"

Takako Ishii snorted coldly and pointed with his sword at the unconscious flower shirt, whose face had been swollen into a pig's head, and the scarred face lying on the ground vomiting blood.

"Behave yourself? Boy, were they injured by you?"

Du Weiguo exhaled the smoke, nodded, and said in a casual tone: "Well, yes, I can't fight back, it's just self-defense."

Ishii Takakuang frowned, his eyes flickered, and he suppressed his anger and asked: "May I ask where you are employed?"

Hey, I haven't been questioned for a long time. Du Weiguo didn't say anything. He just sneered and took out an ID card from his pocket and threw it to him.

"Snapped."

Takahiro Ishii was also a skilled practitioner. He caught it with quick hands and eyes. When he opened it and took a look, his face suddenly changed. He looked as ugly as if he had eaten shit.

What Du Weiguo showed him was the certificate of director of the Citi Military Supplies Department that Nanako Matsushima had helped him forge, including photos, stamps, and the rank of colonel.

Don't think that the Munitions Department is subordinate to the logistics department and ignore its authority.

In fact, everyone who knows the business understands that no matter in wartime or in peacetime, the Military Supplies Department is a first-class choke point, a fat vacancy among fat vacancies.

A dignified and powerful colonel of the Citi Garrison. With this status, he can definitely travel throughout Japan.

Not to mention the mere Inagawa Kaisan, even if the mayor of Tokyo slaps him in front of him, he will stand at attention with a smile and be beaten.

It is natural for the owner to beat the dog.

Ishii Takako was knowledgeable and knew the value of this position. He broke out in cold sweat. He quickly handed the sword to his subordinates and trotted all the way to Du Weiguo.

Respectfully, he handed the certificate back with both hands and said in a humble tone:
"Hello, sir, I am Ishii Takamono from the Inagawa Association. I didn't know that Your Excellency was coming to visit me. I'm sorry for the delay in welcoming you."

He actually spoke English. Although he had a strong accent, he was quite fluent. It was hard to tell that this guy with a fierce face had actually gone to school.

Du Weiguo reached out and took the certificate with a joking tone:

"Hey, I was just looking for a drink somewhere, Boss Ishii. I've already paid for the drink, so can I go now?"

"Uh~ this~"

Takako Ishii glanced at the flowered shirt lying on the ground, his expression confused and hesitant. Obviously, this flowered shirt also had an identity, which made him very afraid.

Of course, there is also an element of acting, this guy doesn't want to take the blame.

"Sir, why don't you sit down for a while, and today's wine will be treated as my filial piety to you."

Du Weiguo glanced at him half-smilingly and curled his lips: "What's this guy's background?"

Just as Ishii Takakoro was about to speak, the door of the bar was knocked open again, and a large group of dozens of guys wearing dark blue coats and carrying knives and axes swarmed in.

"Canglanglang~"

There was a heart-wrenching sound of a dagger being unsheathed. Seeing this group of uninvited guests, Takako Ishii's men pulled out the daggers from their waists one after another, looking nervous and ready for battle.

This group of guys in dark blue coats are all strong and muscular, with a white pattern printed on the collar and a Chinese character "live".The leader is a sturdy man with one eye and only two fingers left on his left hand. Except for the thumb and index finger, all other fingers have been cut off.

The one-eyed man glanced at the floral shirt on the ground, his face suddenly turned gloomy, he pointed the short-handled ax in his hand at Ishii Takakoro and roared:
"Ishii Takaoka, you bastard, you are so tired of living that you actually injured our young master!"

Ishii Takakuang's eyes widened angrily, his voice became louder, and he yelled back at the neck:
"Baga! Kamesaburo, you are too presumptuous. It was Kyoichiro who brought people here first to cause trouble. How dare you come here to raise an army and ask for guilt? Do you want to start a war?"

"Hahaha!"

One-eyed Turtle Saburo laughed wildly and sneered mercilessly:

"Let's start a war! Who are you trying to scare? All the good-for-nothing bosses from the Daochuan Society have gone in to eat in the cell. Now you still dare to be arrogant with us. Do you want to perish?"

Ishii Takashimao's eyes were filled with fierceness, and he pointed at Kamesaburo and cursed:
"Baga Yalu! How dare you ignore our Inagawa Association and insult our Holy City Association President, Kamesaburo, I'm going to kill you!"

One-eyed Turtle Saburo was not afraid at all, and raised the short ax in his hand: "Come on! Let's start the fight, you bastard~"

The boss was yelling at each other, and his subordinates were not to be outdone. They raised their weapons and cursed and shouted at each other. The scene instantly became like a special vegetable market.

The thunder was loud and the raindrops were light. Although the curses on both sides were deafening, no one took action. The bottom line was very clear. I was determined not to make the first move, hey.

Seeing the two groups of people scolding each other like shrews, Du Weiguo couldn't help laughing and burst out laughing.

He has stayed in Japan for a long time, so he naturally knows some things about the world.

This group of guys in blue jackets and dressed like fishmongers are all thugs from the Sumiyoshi Kai, one of the three major gangs in Japan.

The Sumiyoshi Society made its fortune through gambling, and its home base is also in Tokyo. After the decline of the Inagawa Society, they are the most powerful gang in Tokyo at the moment, and they are at their peak.

The flowered shirt with all the teeth knocked out by Du Weiguo, since the young master was called, should be the only son of Sumiyoshi Club boss Hori Masao, Horimasa Kyouichiro, a proper second generation black man.

Among the obscene words that could not be heard, Du Weiguo's laughter seemed particularly abrupt. Now there was a sudden silence. Everyone turned to look at him with fierce eyes.

"Baga! You little bitch, what are you laughing at? Tell me, what happened here just now? Did you do it?"

Kamesaburo stared at Du Weiguo with blazing eyes, scolding and questioning him unceremoniously.

Ishii Takamasu was well-known, nicknamed Oni Yasha, with sharp sword skills and no risk of losing his life in fights. Although Kamesaburo shouted fiercely, he was actually quite fearful in his heart.

Besides, although the Inagawa Society is in decline and is not as good as before, its fundamentals are still there. If they start a war rashly, Kamesaburo cannot afford to take such a big blame.

In movies, gangsters are always brainless, like idiots. They start fighting at the slightest disagreement, causing blood to fly everywhere and corpses strewn everywhere. It's all bullshit.

In fact, no one is a fool. If there is no profit, who is willing to work hard for no reason?

Seeing someone showing up, Onisaburo was immediately relieved and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, almost without thinking he changed the target of his anger.

Damn it, I was treated like a soft persimmon again. Du Weiguo's nose was almost crooked with anger.

A sly smile appeared in Takako Ishii's eyes. The trouble was finally out of the way, and Kyouichiro Horimasa was indeed knocked unconscious by the shameless young colonel in front of him.

Killing someone with a borrowed knife, sitting on a mountain and watching a tiger fight, this is a good show.

A mere gangster, a powerful evil spirit would naturally not give in. Du Weiguo crushed his cigarette butts and stepped forward, speaking in a calm tone:
"Well, that's right, I knocked this fool unconscious. Blind man, what do you want?"

He had just been scolded by Takako Ishii, but he didn't dare to take action. He had already lost face, and now he was provoked by Du Weiguo, a pretty boy.

Kamesaburo could no longer suppress his anger, roared angrily, swung his short ax and struck at Du Weiguo with great force.

"Ba Ga, you are courting death!"

Ishii Takako was originally standing side by side with Du Weiguo, but when he saw Kamesaburo lose his mind, he rushed over desperately.

This seemingly rude guy took a step back without leaving a trace, clearly giving up his position, his eyes still full of excitement.

If Du Weiguo was hacked to death by Kamesaburodi on the spot, it would be very lively. It is estimated that the entire Sumiyoshi Association would be uprooted. Even if he was hacked, it would be enough for them to drink a pot.

As for Du Weiguo's counterattack, well, Ishii Takako has never considered this option at all. He still knows Kamesaburo's skills relatively well and can be considered capable of fighting.

Du Weiguo, a well-dressed young man, could bully a loser like Kyouichiro Horimasa, so he was definitely no match for Kamesaburo.

I never expected that the slap in the face would come faster than I imagined!

"Gaba~"

There was an ear-piercing sound of bone cracking, and no one could see clearly how Du Weiguo took action. Kamesaburo, who was baring his teeth and claws, flew back like a meteor.

He knocked down a large number of his subordinates with a bang. When he landed on the ground, a big pit was already dented in his chest, bleeding from all his orifices, and he died cleanly.

The men who were knocked down by him also suffered broken bones and tendons. At least three of them had multiple fractures. They lay on the ground holding their wounds and wailing.

The incident happened so unexpectedly that all the Sumiyoshi-kai thugs were stunned. A fat man took courage and tried Kamesaburo's breathing cautiously, and his voice trembled.

"Old, boss is out of breath~"

"Baga! Hack him to death! Revenge the boss!"

At this moment, the ruthlessness of the Japanese gangs was revealed. No one turned around and ran away, and no one knew who shouted, but everyone rushed up with daggers raised and roaring.

"Tsk, you're so bloody."

Du Weiguo muttered softly, and instead of retreating, he advanced. He suddenly exerted force on his feet and rushed straight into the crowd of people with flashing swords like sharp arrows.

"boom!"

Du Weiguo unleashed all his firepower, and with just one flying kick, the few minions who rushed over immediately transformed into flying trapezes. With such huge force, they knocked the companions behind him to pieces and screamed in agony.

The next moment, Du Weiguo was as powerful as a swimming dragon, a tiger entering a flock of sheep, his fists and feet were shaking out like phantoms, and the strong wind was howling.

Du Weiguo didn't have any weapons. To deal with this kind of thing, it would be a waste to use a gun or a knife. Besides, newly bought clothes are expensive, and it would be a pity to have blood stains on them.

Just for a moment, as if being swept by a hurricane, dozens of Sumiyoshikai mazai lay down on the ground, and no one could get up again.

This is Shinjuku, the busiest place in Tokyo. Du Weiguo didn't want to concoct a shocking murder in the downtown area, so he deliberately withdrew his attack.

Therefore, except for Kamesaburo, everyone else was barely alive. They didn't even shed much blood. They just wailed loudly, like a hundred ghosts crying at night.

Du Weiguo stood among the disabled people on the ground, calm and composed, not even a wrinkle in his linen suit.

Takako Ishii was stunned, his eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out of their sockets. His younger brothers were even more unbearable and were already petrified.

One against a hundred, chopping melons and vegetables, so fast that you can't even see the movements clearly. Is this still a human being?

Du Weiguo took out his cigarette case, lit another cigarette, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and then stretched out two fingers and flicked Ishii Takako.

How dare Ishii Takakuang refuse? He was like a zombie, his eyes were trembling, he walked heavily in front of Du Weiguo, and his nervous voice was so hoarse that it changed its tone:
"Your Excellency, what are your orders?"

Du Weiguo first raised his hand and glanced at his watch, then took out a Sha Shen Shuttle and handed it to him, and put his arm around his shoulders:

"Two things. First, find a way to find Tsukamoto Akatora of the Yamaguchi-gumi within 3 hours, give this thing to him, and tell him to stay in Room 1211 of the Chunsanso Hotel tonight. "

Ishii Takako was still confused at this moment, holding the cold steel shuttle in his hand, his eyes staring blankly.

Du Weiguo frowned, put his hand on his shoulder, and emphasized his tone:
"What? Can't you understand me?"

Ishii Takakuro stirred up a shiver in his spirit. He came back to his senses in an instant and replied hurriedly:
"I understand, I understand, sir, I understand. However, Your Excellency, Tsukamoto Akatora usually stays in Kobe. I'm afraid it will only take 3 hours~~"

Du Weiguo interrupted him with a wave of his hand and said firmly: "You don't have to worry about this. Tsukamoto Akatora will definitely be in Tokyo tonight."

Ishii Takakuang didn't understand why Du Weiguo was so sure, and his eyes were filled with surprise. However, he did not dare to refute, so he could only nod obediently:
"Ok, I see."

Du Weiguo suddenly smiled evilly, approached him, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear:
"The second thing is, kill this flowery shirt right away, and then tell me, where does Masao Hori of the Sumiyoshi-kai live?"

As soon as he heard this, Ishii's pupils suddenly trembled, he sweated like rain, and trembled like chaff. (End of chapter)