death of hope

Chapter 790: "Wild Growth" (206) Urgent

At night, Chen Hong drove alone to the southern part of Xiacheng District.

Looking around, you can see high-rise residential buildings everywhere.

Among the many slums in New Sapporo, this one is considered relatively "high-end". At least it is not the kind of shabby shacks that would be blown down by strong winds or built illegally.

In this jungle of reinforced concrete, residents are crowded into small apartments as densely packed as a honeycomb.

From a distance, the densely packed windows of the giant residential building look like pigeon nests, which makes people feel depressed.

For the lower class residents of this city, there is nothing bad here.

Having water, electricity and a place to shelter from the wind and rain is already very good.

Chen Hong stopped beside a building, turned off the engine, got out and walked in.

The lobby on the first floor was filled with colorful tents, and ragged homeless people gathered together to drink and play cards.
When Chen Hong walked by, these people saw her face and her figure and whistled.
Two of them dropped their playing cards and followed with ill intentions:
"Pretty girl, come and drink with the brothers~"

Chen Hong stopped and stared at the other person impatiently:
"Get out of here, do you want to die?"

"Oh my, you have quite a bad temper!" A homeless man was about to take action when he was stopped by his companion:
"This woman...there's something wrong with her."

With the help of the dim light, the two saw the wooden triangular badge worn on the collar of Chen Hong's suit, engraved with words that frightened them;

"Mountain……

Sannokai? ! ”

The two homeless men looked at each other and ran away howling.

"Hmph, a bunch of scum." Chen Hong continued to move forward.

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I took the elevator to the 24th floor, and all the light bulbs in the corridor were off.
Chen Hong took out a tactical flashlight to illuminate the corridor, which was covered with spray-painted graffiti and small advertisements.
Chen Hong gently knocked on the door of room 2408 and used the water and electricity to illuminate her face.

"We have no money, stop selling things!"

There was a sound of heavy footsteps, and someone looked at her warily through the peephole:
"Isn't he a salesman...

Wait, I've seen you before, you are Tetsuya's bodyguard, Ms. Chen, right?"

"I'm sorry to bother you so late at night. Could you please let me in to talk?"

"Sorry, no." The person inside the door was defensive and refused firmly:
"I have told you many times, young master, don't call me anymore, don't come by yourself, or send someone to look for my sister.
Don’t bring the disaster of your Sanwangkai here, but he just wouldn’t listen!

My sister and I are lonely and helpless, just ordinary people, we don't dream of becoming rich and powerful.

I just want to live a down-to-earth life on my one acre of land. We can’t afford to make trouble anymore…”

"No, Mr. Long Jun, you misunderstood. This time it was not the young master's order..."

Chen Hong lowered her head and said, "I made this decision on my own and came to seek your help."

"what?"

Jinguji Takashi couldn't understand it at all:
"Are you kidding me? That fellow Tetsuya... has a big family and a lot of talented people under him. Why would he need a poor boy like me to help him?"

Chen Hong was about to cry. She bowed to the door and begged humbly:

"Our young master is in danger. Please, Mr. Jinguji...

You are our young master's good friend and brother, aren't you? "

The person behind the door was silent for a few seconds, unlocked the door and unlocked the bolt, and gently pushed the door open a crack:

"Miss Chen, if you have anything to say, let's talk here.

Please speak softly, my sister is not feeling well, she stayed up late to finish her homework and is resting. "

"Thank you...I'll keep an eye on it,"

Chen Hong was full of gratitude and looked up at the big guy in front of her, as if she was looking at a savior.

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The two of them talked for a long time across the threshold. Long Jun listened carefully to the other party's narration, his brows furrowed more and more tightly:

"What the hell? Only three days to prepare. That's too tight. Can't we give them a few more days?"

"I can't extend it. My father fought hard to get this opportunity. There is no room for bargaining..."

Chen Hong said worriedly:
"In three days, gather seven masters to participate in the martial arts trial. If you fail to gather within the time limit, you will be directly judged as the loser.

By then, the Kyokushin group's boss Kondo Isao will kill the person.

Hang the young master's head on the flagpole to commemorate the eldest son and grandson of the Kondo family..."