Dragon Clan: Start by obtaining the Sett panel

Chapter 283 Paradise Hall

"Is this also part of the welcome ceremony of your Japanese branch?" Lu Mingfei, sitting in the Hummer, glanced around. They were surrounded by vehicles of the Kanagawa Prefectural Police Department and the Self-Defense Forces.

Who could have thought that right after introducing his identity to the executive of the Japanese branch, he would be instantly surrounded by hundreds of members of the Metropolitan Police Department?

Even the Self-Defense Force they called in was equipped with a Remington 700 sniper rifle, which is the most powerful weapon the Metropolitan Police Department can control. Even if a few people did not enter the country through formal channels because they needed to keep a low profile, they should not be taken so seriously, right?
"I think this way of welcoming is quite unique..." Caesar raised his eyebrows with a half-smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was not very happy.

But think about it, I was preparing for the wedding, but Percy called me back. After finally cleaning up the mess at home, before I could find Nono who didn't know where to go, Angers arranged another mission to Japan.

The series of troubles made this playboy very annoyed, but he did not want to blame Gu Ye. Instead, he felt that Gu Ye did not do enough.

If I destroy the Gattuso family completely, then I won't have to come back to clean up the mess, right? The most important thing is that there will be no family bloodline to inherit.

Caesar even wondered why Gu Ye didn't just take his useless father and violent uncle away with them. He would only need to pretend to shed a few tears at their funeral.

Just like what they did to Caesar's mother... Unfortunately, the Gattuso family was still able to survive.

So Caesar felt that he urgently needed a way to vent, and obviously...these four guys from the Japanese branch just gave him an opportunity.

"This kind of thing happened on your territory. Is this the rumored Japanese branch?" Chu Zihang started to add fuel to the fire at the right time.

Yuan Zhisheng's temples twitched. This unexpected change made the warning he had given to the people in his headquarters completely useless. Instead, it made it seem that the Japanese branch was not doing its job well.

However, he also understood the sharp tongues of the three people in the headquarters. If it weren't for the fact that Kiku Masamune, the head of the Snake Eight Clan, had warned Minamoto Chisei to be more restrained, he would have thrown these three people out of the car long ago.

But now it was indeed his problem. Yuan Zhisheng turned his head with a cold face and said to Ying beside him: "Ying, did Yasha and Crow drive my car out?"

"We set out at two in the morning last night and returned at four. We razed a strip club run by Russians in Yokohama. Those Russians traffic dozens of women from Russia to Japan every month. Nominally, they send them to work as female workers, but in fact they force them to do prostitution and use the money they earn to pay for the smuggling fees. Those who disobey will be abused or killed directly. The one who received the task was Yasha's friend, and the two of them just went to help." Sakura replied.

It was indeed those two guys...The expression on Yuan Zhisheng's face became even colder.

"You know Yasha's style of doing things. It's easy for him to cross the line. He burned down the store on a whim." Ying said it lightly, as if the Yasha or crow had burned down not a nightclub but just a cardboard box.

"Just because of this?" Yuan Zhisheng had a blank expression on his face. He didn't believe that such a simple matter would attract the Self-Defense Forces.

"It's a pretty big deal. That's a 120-year-old building, protected by law. So the Metropolitan Police Department is currently looking for the arsonist. Compared to that, the nightclub being razed is a small matter." Sakura explained softly.

"Asshole! The burning of antiques will be reported to the media by the cultural relics protection associations, which will have a serious impact on the family's reputation! Didn't they consider this?" Yuan Zhisheng could no longer conceal the anger on his face.

"They probably didn't do it on purpose. Do you think they can recognize ancient artifacts when they haven't even attended high school? Maybe they were still a little excited after flattening the other party's territory, so they poured gasoline on it and threw a lighter over as usual." Ying sighed.

"I understand. Let's just burn it." Yuan Zhisheng shook his head, "But there should be something else..."

"The reason why those Russians dared to go against the family is because the chief of the local police station was backing them up, so Yasha and Crow..." Sakura said hesitantly.

"No need to explain any further. I just want to know if the Japanese branch can handle the follow-up work if we take action now?" Caesar interrupted Sakura. He didn't want to care about the trivial matters of their branch.

"Of course, don't underestimate the power of the Sheqi Eight Clan..." As he spoke, Gen Chisei gave orders to Sakura.

"After we go back this time, let Yasha and Crow reflect on their mistakes!"

"Yes..." Sakura replied.

"Listen, everyone in the car! Seize your last chance! We are about to start the countdown!" the police chief shouted.

"It's been so long, and you're just starting to remember to count down?" Lu Mingfei looked at Yuan Zhisheng, who looked unhappy.

"A mere police chief has no authority to decide to open fire. He must have asked his superiors over the phone for instructions," said Yuan Zhisheng.

"He must have gotten the authorization when we were chatting, so he is only warning us now."

"The college's plane hasn't taken off yet. It would be very troublesome if it was stopped now..." Chu Zihang looked at the plane on the runway.

"If I tell you that my Hummer is not bulletproof, will it cause more trouble?" Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Lu Mingfei, who seemed to be the most harmless, as if he wanted to see fear on his face.

To him, everyone in the headquarters was the same. They always looked like heroes saving the world, but everyone had some obvious weaknesses. Yuan Zhisheng was best at breaking their weaknesses one by one and making them surrender.

Even though the patriarch had warned him, he still wanted to give it a try. After all, if they lost to him in momentum, then the initiative for the next task would no longer be in their hands.

In Japan, it is believed that the strong are supreme, so Genji would not think there is anything wrong with doing this. If they are dissatisfied, it can only be said that they are too weak.

"Ah... that's really too troublesome..." Lu Mingfei read in a flat tone.

"He just said that he would take care of the aftermath, right?" Caesar showed a cruel smile on his face.

"All consequences of tonight should be handled by this... Yuan... Oh, Mr. Yuan Zhisheng." Lu Mingfei nodded.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Bang!!! The door of the Hummer was kicked open. Caesar clenched his fists until they creaked as a group of people aimed their guns at him. Chu Zihang had reached the roof of the car without anyone noticing, like a ninja in the dark.

“There’s really nothing I can do about you guys…” Lu Mingfei sighed, his eyes becoming serious.

"Wait? What do you want to do?" Yuan Zhisheng asked subconsciously.

"What? To solve the problem, of course!" Caesar laughed and rushed towards the crowd surrounding them, with Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang following closely behind.

"Are they so impulsive?" Sakura showed a hint of surprise on her face.

"It seems that the people who came here are not a combination of a playboy, a violent maniac and an incompetent loser, but more like three lunatics..." Yuan Zhisheng chuckled.

It's really interesting. The intelligence gathered by our family is not very accurate... No wonder my show of power is of no use to them. What's the difference between a madman and an ordinary person in front of other madmen?

An old apartment building in Tokyo.

Click... With the last crisp sound, Xia Mi let go of the gangster whose neck had been broken, and counted happily.

"For the third and the other one, I'll take charge tonight!"

There was a hint of excitement on her face, and even some dragon scales appeared on her body. She turned into a gust of wind and rushed towards the final target.

"I said...you answer, who sent you..." At this moment, Gu Ye had just grabbed the only living man and stared at him coldly. However, the next moment...accompanied by a crisp snap, the man tilted his head and died.

"Xia Mi, what are you doing..." Gu Ye looked at Xia Mi in front of him and spoke helplessly.

"Didn't we agree to have a competition?" Xia Mi stuck out her tongue embarrassedly.

"Please, even if we have to compete, we have to leave one person alive for questioning, right?" Gu Ye said.

"Then...how about we wait for their reinforcements?" Xia Mi lowered her head and looked at her toes when she realized that she had done something wrong.

"No need. Since you have been guarding here, it means there are still clues in the house. It is very likely that the guys from the Japanese branch have not had time to clean up the scene." Gu Ye threw the man's body on the ground.

Judging from the tattoos and scars on these guys, they are 100% members of a yakuza organization. There is nothing to feel guilty about killing them since they are just a bunch of villains anyway.

The reason why Gu Ye was sure that there were clues in the house was that when he was killing this group of guys just now, no one had time to use the power of words, and it was obvious that they were just a group of ordinary people.

It seems that they are just temporary guards from the surrounding areas of the Sheqi Eight Clan, the leader of the Yakuza organization. Is it arrogant for the Japanese branch to arrange ordinary people to guard a place where a mixed-blood has stayed? Or do they have something more important to do?

"I almost forgot. Mingfei and the others should be here, right?" Gu Ye finally remembered what he had forgotten. If that was the case, then it made sense.

However, they were so anxious to receive the executive commissioner from the headquarters because they wanted to control them in time, right? Sure enough... the Sheqi Eight Clan was not that simple. There must be something here that the Kassel headquarters could not know.

"Let's go, let's go upstairs and take a look first." Gu Ye spoke softly to Xia Mi and took the lead to go upstairs.

As soon as he arrived on the second floor, Gu Ye saw a twisted security door lying on the corridor. After taking a closer look, Gu Ye discovered an obvious footprint on it.

"Only a hybrid can achieve such strength... It looks like this is it."

Looking up at the apartment, the narrow interior was full of bullet holes, the TV screen was broken into pieces, revealing the internal electronic components. The refrigerator door was also in danger of being strafed.

"Shotgun? They look as crazy as the executive department..." Gu Ye walked into the house.

Only a shotgun could cause such damage, and the hybrid who attacked must have a bad temper. Gu Ye could imagine the hybrid's heavy footsteps, so loud that the whole apartment building was shaken, followed by the bang of a shotgun, and then the thick anti-theft door of Xiaoshan Longzao's house was kicked open.

The half-blood rushed in, dragged one of Xiaoshan Longzo's legs across the corridor and boarded the car. He might not even have the chance to call for help...

"It's been destroyed and messed up... But it's also good news. At least it's just like you said, they haven't had time to search the house." Xia Mi looked around the house and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was like this, otherwise I would have been in big trouble just now... It must be because I killed too many people last time I went to Gattuso's house, which awakened my long-lost bloodthirsty impulse. Otherwise, I wouldn't have forgotten to leave someone alive, Xia Mi made up for herself in her heart.

"Search carefully. If he is a member of the Ghost Clan, he should have a way to contact them." Gu Ye said to Xia Mi.

Walking into the bedroom, what caught his eye was a huge photo wall. The photos on the wall were all of unconscious women, which made Gu Ye frown.

Judging from their body shapes, almost all of them were pregnant women. There were some surgical instruments on the table beside them, and a pair of duckbill forceps had not yet been put into the medical box next to them.

Gu Ye was sure that in addition to making Molotov cocktails, this Xiaoshan Longzou should also work part-time as a black clinic. This also made it easier for him to commit obscene acts, so he was able to take these photos.

"Scumbag..." Gu Ye frowned and snorted angrily. He only took a look at the photo wall, and the whole wall was burning with platinum flames.

Turning his head to look elsewhere, Gu Ye began to search quickly. After searching for a long time, he only found a graduation certificate from Waseda University Medical School and a newspaper.

The report above said that a geneticist at the University of Tokyo School of Medicine was expelled from the school after being exposed for molesting female patients and secretly extracting patients' genes for illegal genetic experiments. The doctor's name was Ryuzo Koyama.

"No wonder he ended up in a black clinic..." Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Gu Ye really didn't find any useful information and left the bedroom.

"Ah!!" Suddenly, Xia Mi screamed. Gu Ye quickly ran towards the living room and saw her pointing at the inside of the refrigerator with a disgusted look on her face.

The refrigerator door, which had been shaky before, had now completely fallen off, and because the power had been out for a long time, the things inside also gave off a slightly foul smell.

Gu Ye followed Xia Mi's gaze and after seeing what was inside, he couldn't help but feel a little nauseous...

"You dare to do something like this? No wonder they are called the Fierce Ghost Clan... They are really no different from evil ghosts!"

"How disgusting..." Xia Mi took a step back with lingering fear and fell on the table.

Even though she was the Dragon King, she had never openly placed internal organs in the refrigerator. She was sure that these were not animal organs. Sometimes humans were really more cruel than dragons, especially to their own kind.

Thinking of this, Xia Mi took another step back, and her calf hit the bottom of the table. With a click... the rebound drawer popped out.

"Gu Ye! Look at this!" Xia Mi saw a very conspicuous piece of paper in the drawer at a glance and handed it to Gu Ye.

"Hmm? This is..." Gu Ye took the card handed over by Xia Mi. It was a business card with Ukiyo-e painting on it. The geisha on it was charming and beautiful, with a line of small gold-plated words in the middle.

Bliss Pavilion.

Apart from the name, there is a line for the address and nothing else.

Gu Ye came to the table with the business card and opened the drawer under the table. There was a pistol and some Japanese yen inside. These should have been placed there by Oyama Ryuzo in case he was ready to run away at any time.

"It seems we have found it..." Looking at the three big words "Jileguan" on the business card, Gu Ye smiled.

Obviously, this Paradise Hall is definitely not that simple, as it can be put together with the equipment used for running away.

"Let's go back. We'll go somewhere fun tomorrow." After speaking to Xia Mi, Gu Ye walked towards the door.

"Where are we going?" Xia Mi asked.

"Osaka..." Gu Ye answered without turning his head.

"What about this apartment?" Xia Mi smelled a burning odor and then saw that the bedroom was already on fire.

"Let's just burn down this disgusting place..." said Gu Ye.

Under the moonlight, Gu Ye and Xia Mi walked downstairs side by side. The fire was getting more and more intense, gradually spreading throughout the apartment, and soon the sound of a fire truck was heard.

And the two of them just disappeared under the light of the fire.

(End of this chapter)