Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 197 Killing the Monkey (I)

Fujiwara no Masato did not like the Philippines. He even hated the entire Southeast Asian land and the uncivilized Filipino monkeys there.

The reasons for this are the five Luzon massacres during the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the Indonesian massacre of Chinese in the 1990s after the founding of the People's Republic of China...

Throughout history, the monkeys and Western colonists in Southeast Asia have always been hostile and want to kill the Chinese.

With so many blood debts that have yet to be repaid and such uncivilized monkeys, how could Fujiwara no Masato like the land of Southeast Asia?
It can even be said that when Fujiwara Masato was causing trouble in Southeast Asia, Japan, and Thailand, he would not feel any guilt, because these countries and their people owed blood debts, which made Fujiwara Masato feel at ease in doing anything.

Following this mentality, when Huangmao officially led his men to set foot on the land of Manila, Philippines, Fujiwara Masato asked the latter to start preparing for battle.

There was no need to collect any intelligence or inquire about anything. They just stayed in the safe house and began to recuperate, familiarize themselves with the weapons distributed to them by Fujiwara Masato, and use the map on their mobile phones to familiarize themselves with the terrain of Manila.

"Wow, wow!" Omizu Nei Shun kept shouting in surprise. The main reason was that the weapons rack in front of him contained a dazzling array of assault rifles, submachine guns, and shotguns that made him stare blankly.

"Boss, can we choose any of these weapons?" Moribe Kohei at the side swallowed and asked excitedly. The weapon rack in front of him looked just like a scene from a movie, with a shocking power.

"Yes, you can choose one. These are your protective gear." Huangmao said, pointing to the equipment rack on the other side, on which were placed a bunch of bulletproof vests and bulletproof helmets, as well as individual communicators, night vision goggles and other tactical tools.

"For tonight's mission, you can choose a primary weapon and a secondary weapon. It is best to choose a bulletproof vest based on your physical fitness. You must carry a helmet. Head protection is very important."

These are all cheap military equipment bought from arms dealer Paul. They may be sturdy and durable, but compared with the civilian competition and customized equipment in the United States, they are not very useful.

However, for the ignorant Omizuuchi Shun and Moribe Kohei, this was more than enough and good enough.

"What are we going to do today?" Xiao Mizunei Shun asked eagerly.

"To catch a traitor to the organization."

……

Late at night, Joshua was awakened again and jumped out of bed. Still in casual clothes and with a pistol on his waist, he quickly rushed to the window of the room and peeked out through the gap in the curtains.

After peeping outside like a thief for more than ten minutes, Joshua breathed a sigh of relief when he did not find any suspicious people or unusual incidents outside his safe house. He went back to bed and lay down, once again thinking about his experiences and stupidity during this period.

Every time he thought about it, Joshua couldn't help but regret it and wanted to slap himself a few times. He was so stupid for being possessed by the devil.

The reason why the poker organization's temporary warehouse was discovered was actually the result of Joshua's betrayal.

Yes, Joshua is the traitor in this incident. As for why he betrayed the cooperation with the poker organization, it was very simple. It was that money was attractive. The goods worth more than 10 million US dollars in the temporary warehouse were really attractive.

This, coupled with Joshua's dissatisfaction with the amount of money he was allocated in the partnership, led to his betrayal.

This was a spur-of-the-moment idea, but it was also the beginning of a long-planned plan.

It is said that he acted on impulse because it was only after Joshua discovered that there were so many goods in the temporary warehouse that he suddenly asked his trusted subordinates to report to the Manila Police Department.

As for the long-planned plan, Joshua had been looking for a new partner a long time ago, and not long ago, he found an Indian businessman.

The latter assured Joshua that he knew a pharmaceutical factory owner in India who could get generic drugs at a low cost. As long as Joshua could come up with the cash, he could immediately smuggle a batch of generic drugs through Indian merchant ships.

Doing it yourself is obviously more cost-effective than cooperating with poker companies and then taking the share of the profits yourself.

Joshua thought so.

So he took action without hesitation.

However, Joshua miscalculated two things.

First, when the Wright Speed ​​Gang acted as wholesalers of generic drugs and unscrupulously dumped them to various drug dealers, Joshua and his gang had actually been targeted by the Philippine police agencies and security departments, as well as some underground organizations and warlords.

After all, such a large amount of dumping of generic drugs abroad is too conspicuous, and the Wright Gang has no way to hide at all. However, no one in the Philippines has taken action against the Wright Gang, mainly for two reasons.

On the one hand, the generic drugs wholesaled by the Wright Speed ​​Gang are very cheap. Even after passing through the hands of second-hand dealers, the prices at the sales terminals are still extremely cheap. Such cheap generic drugs are obviously beneficial to the poor who are sick and cannot afford genuine drugs.

However, wealthy Filipinos who have some savings look down on these generic drugs with unstable efficacy. Therefore, although the emergence of these illegal generic drugs has some impact on genuine pharmaceutical companies, it is not too big.

Secondly, and most importantly, there is a poker organization behind the Wright Flying Gang.

No one is a fool. Any organization that can make a name for itself in Asia and survive for a long time will have the most basic instinct to judge the situation. Even if they don't know what the situation will be that night, they will know to find an intelligence dealer to buy some information before taking action.

Although Poker only appeared once in Manila, their crazy use of force that disregarded any order, as well as their superb intelligence capabilities, were really too much like the Americans. Many people and forces were collecting their intelligence.

So much so that the powerful forces in the Philippines that have the ability to eliminate the Wright Gang are unwilling to take risks for the generic drug business.

After all, the market is so big, and the poker organization does not have a monopoly. Although the unit price of the drugs they sell wholesale is low, anyone can come to get the goods, and they accept everyone. As a result, some cash-strapped forces in the Philippines come here to get the goods and sell them elsewhere.

Overall, it is actually cheaper than the shipping cost of smuggling drugs to India. In this case, there is no need to provoke the poker organization for a little money.

No big boss would like to have a team of special forces armed with standard US military weapons come and cause trouble while he is sleeping.

However, the small and medium-sized forces in the Philippines, who are eyeing the profits from the wholesale of generic drugs, are afraid of the Wright Speed ​​Gang, which now has hundreds of members, and dare not take any risks.

Not to mention the fighting power of the hundreds of new members who joined the motorcycle gang, at least their numbers are there. Joshua, who has money, is willing to give them subsidies. In addition, the poker organization's Peshawar weapons wholesale ensures that everyone has a pistol.
Therefore, the Wright Flying Gang can still scare some outsiders who don't know what's going on by relying on their physique. As a result, Joshua reported the location of the temporary warehouse to the police station, and his subordinate's poor identity hiding method was immediately discovered, so that Joshua's little trick was discovered.

Hey, this guy has fallen out with the Americans behind him!
The Philippine police who had been watching the situation immediately rushed out, so fast that the people Joshua sent to the temporary warehouse killed the warehouse guards. Before they could open the warehouse door, the fastest police rushed over.

The gunmen of the Wright motorcycle gang were forced to engage in an offensive and defensive battle with the Philippine police around the temporary warehouse. As a result, more than a dozen people were killed and injured on both sides, and then the motorcycle gang was defeated.

There was no way. These were members who had just joined the gang not long ago. They had no sense of belonging to the Wright Speed ​​Gang at all. The money Joshua gave them was not enough to feed them. These people were certainly not willing to go against the police.

Not worth it.

Joshua, who was also in the crowd, narrowly escaped and was almost caught by the police.

Joshua, who lost both his money and his life, didn't know why the usually slow Filipino police came so quickly this time. He was just upset and comforted himself.

"Don't be too depressed. Although we lost a lot of people, it's not a big problem. As long as we have money, it's easy to recruit more people. There are a lot of young people in the slums who are willing to work hard for money."

Joshua felt better after thinking this way. Then, in order to stabilize people's hearts and to open up new supply channels, he took the money and went to find the Indian. According to the agreement, the latter's smuggled drugs had already arrived in the Philippines.

At the agreed place, the Indian businessman did smuggle a container of generic drugs. Although the goods were not as much or as valuable as those in the temporary warehouse, the losses could be made up if they were all sold.

Joshua looked at the familiar drug packages in the container. He did a quick check himself and after making sure that the drugs matched the generic drugs he remembered, he readily paid the full amount.

After the money and goods were settled, the two parties said goodbye happily.

Joshua didn't know where the Indian who ran away with the money went. The only thing he knew was that he took the container of generic drugs to find a reliable drug dealer, sold it, and then got bad news.

These drugs are ineffective and some are even fake drugs with huge side effects.

Many people died after taking fake drugs, especially some patients with advanced diabetes.

This fake drug incident was a fatal blow to Joshua. Not only did many drug dealers who had received fake drugs come to trouble him, but even the already panicked Wright Speed ​​Gang disintegrated directly.

Many people follow you just for the money. But looking at Joshua’s situation now, it’s obvious that he has no money. So why are they still following him?
Report it immediately, or kill him yourself and exchange his head for money!

Joshua, who only had a few trusted followers, could only use his expertise again and escape on a motorcycle in the rainy night in a miserable state.

Since then, he has been hunted by the police and the deceived drug dealers. He has been living in constant fear and has to turn a blind eye even when sleeping.

Because many drug dealers are people of the Philippine warlords, after they caught Joshua, they really sliced ​​him up and ate him raw. Joshua's family was all killed, and someone filmed a dark video and posted it on the dark web.

How could Joshua not feel regret and annoyance after paying such a huge price to betray the poker organization and only getting such an end?

"Damn it, I really should have been more cautious. I should have investigated that Indian for a while longer and not trusted him so easily..."

The more Joshua thought about it, the angrier he got.

"Squeak..."

The friction sound of the bolt of the deliberately aged wooden door instantly made Joshua jump up from the old wooden bed. Without thinking, he took out a loaded MP5 submachine gun from behind the pillow and pulled the trigger at the door without even looking.

Amid the continuous gunfire, the thin wooden door was covered with flying wood chips and had more than a dozen bullet holes on it. After shaking for a few times, the wooden door fell down with a click and fell to the ground.

Just as Joshua unloaded the bullet and the submachine gun made a hollow-chamber impact sound, a stun grenade was thrown in and rolled to the center of the room.

At this time, Joshua dropped his submachine gun and was about to jump out of the window to escape. He didn't notice the movement behind him at all. When the stun grenade exploded behind him, this guy screamed and fell headfirst out of the window, falling from the second floor to the first floor.

When Toshi Omizuuchi and Kohei Moribe, who were rushing in from outside the room with guns in hand, saw this scene, they were both shocked.

"This is impossible!"

Omizu Nei Shun rushed to the window as fast as he could, looked out, and only after seeing the target of the mission lying on the ground did he breathe a sigh of relief.

As expected, stun grenades are useful. I don't have to put in any effort. The target of the mission who was hit by a stun grenade and fell down will throw himself down without any power to resist.

It didn't take much effort for Omizuuchi Shun and Moribe Kohei to capture Joshua, tie his hands and feet with straps, and then lift him into the van and take him away.

"Splash..." When a basin of cold water was poured on Joshua, he woke up involuntarily from his coma. He opened his eyes and looked blankly at the two young strangers in front of him and the undecorated room that was obviously a closed space.

"Ah~~~ Who are you and why are you arresting me?" Joshua, who was hoping for a lucky break, felt his hands and feet being restrained, so he pretended to be innocent and asked the question first.

Omizuuchi Shun and Moribe Kohei didn't say anything, but a person who walked out from behind them frightened Joshua so much that his heart almost stopped beating.

"You seem a little forgetful, Joshua." The yellow-haired man, wearing a black coat and with his usual butcher-like temperament, looked at him coldly.

"I'm really sorry, sir. I lost the goods that the organization gave me, but I really can't do anything about it. The Philippine police came too suddenly, and there were too many of them. I can't hold on with my men!"

"Haha, you're still trying to make excuses when you're about to die... Xiao Mizuneijun, get to work. Let me see what you're capable of."

(End of this chapter)