City Marshal

Just when Kameda Shanpachi was about to land, a figure shot over from the side, approaching Guitian Shanpachi like a meteor, his agile figure and extremely fast footwork made Nameless Nie look sideways at him, just as he was about to lift the When shooting the gun, he saw the face of the person coming, and then lowered the muzzle of the gun.

At the same time, he waved his hand to stop Brother Daquan from shooting.

The visitor stretched out his hand and twirled Kameda Shanpachi in his arms. After turning seven or eight times to relieve the momentum, he calmly stopped. Kameda Shanpachi, who had a dark feeling of certain death, subconsciously opened his eyes. The remaining consciousness made the body slightly stiff: why is it him?

It was Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's peaceful face that caught Kameda's eyes.

Yamamoto Yoshiki ignored the dozens of submachine guns raised by Daquan brothers, and skillfully sprinkled a few packs of medicinal powder on Kameda Shanhachi's wound, then simply bandaged it to stop the bleeding, and then looked at Nameless Nie and said, "I want this People, please give me some face, brothers, thank you!"

"Of course, I will also express."

Speaking of this, he pulled out a sharp dagger with his backhand, and stabbed at his left shoulder without changing his face, a stream of blood immediately shot out, and it was clearly visible on the ground. Otherworldly, a mixture of angels and demons.

"Yamamoto-kun is a man, I will give you this face."

Nameless Nie spoke indifferently, tilted his head slightly, and led the crowd away.

Until the sound of the car outside completely disappeared, Kameda Sanhachi still couldn't believe that he was alive. Unfortunately, his arms were broken and he couldn't slap himself to verify whether it was a dream. At the same time, he also looked at Yoshiki Yamamoto with complicated emotions, as if he didn't expect the latter to kill him , for which he did not hesitate to kill himself.

Compared with his attitude towards Yamamoto Yoshikiyo, Kameda Sanhachi felt guilty to the core: "Yamamoto-kun, thank you for saving me! I am convinced of you. From now on, you will be my benefactor of Kameda Sanhachi. What I have is What you have, you can take whatever you want."

"Money, women, and power are all fine..."

Yamamoto Yoshiro smiled lightly: "Don't worry about your own business."

The air is filled with gunpowder smoke, and the ground is littered with bullet casings, full of craters, stumps and broken arms,

This is what Jingomiya Masako and Ida Koo saw when they arrived at the century-old store, the Sakura Hotel. The old building was crumbling, the white walls turned into ruins, the boiling hot springs in the past became purgatory on earth, and the noise of laughter and laughter in the past At this time, Za is miserable.

Even the cherry blossom trees almost shed all their petals, which shows how huge the shock was.

At this moment, more than [-] policemen are cleaning up the scene, dragging the corpses out of the ruins, because there is really not enough space to stack them, they can only drain the blood from the hot spring, and then put all the corpses and stumps in , It didn't take long for more than a dozen pools to be filled.

The legendary death pit is nothing more than that.

Jing Gong Masako was like a telegraph pole, standing in front of the ruins with a heavy expression.

"Find... find Kameda for me..."

Koo Ida looked even more desolate. More than 500 elites just disappeared. This is almost all the members of Sakura Mantian, and he is also his most powerful supporter. Moreover, Kameda Shanhachi also died in the ruins. He wanted the Yamaguchi-gumi to show his face, but he lost his troops instead.

In this way, the Yamaguchi-gumi is about to fall.

While grieving the tragic death of his son-in-law and his men, he also felt worried and uneasy about the future, and then he shouted angrily at Chutian: "Bagara! Chutian is really deceiving people too much, how could he attack? Isn't he Have you gone back? It should be tomorrow if he wants to attack!"

Ida spoke incoherently, obviously in real pain.

Dressed in black, Masako Jinggong glanced at the spring filled with corpses, and sighed lightly with her hands behind her back: "Chutian did return to the capital from Hong Kong, and all six hundred soldiers returned to the hall. Now it seems that my guess is That's right, it wasn't something major that happened in the capital that made him turn back."

"It's that he's using blindfolds to cover up the plank road."

Koo Ida bit his lip: "What do you mean?"

Masako Jinggong's eyes narrowed slightly, and added with a sigh: "Chutian has clearly seen through our plot, he already knew that I surrounded and killed Nameless Nie and the others, just to lure the commander in to sneak into Dongpu to take revenge; so he took the plan and put on a revenge posture , let's keep an eye on him."

After pausing for a moment, she continued to finish her sentence: "And he used our eyes to lock only him and a large number of handsome soldiers, and sent an elite team to sneak in secretly and attack with lightning, mercilessly stepping through our traps, and let us reap the consequences of our own consequences." Became the prey of the handsome army."

"His thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Jinggong Masako finally knew where she was wrong. She always thought that Chutian would come to Japan to take revenge in person, and would lead hundreds of elite thunderbolts to strike. There were only dozens of intelligence attackers.

Dozens of people used hot weapons to kill the elite of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and it was really a thunderous attack.

"Where did they get their weapons?"

Koo Ida also became sober after being angry. After Masako Jinggong’s analysis just now, he also had to admire Chutian’s strategic ability to break the situation and kill the enemy. It’s just where the weapons of the big circle came from: " According to reports, Shuai Jun also used rocket launchers."

A dazed look flashed across Jing Gong Masako's face, she shook her head and said, "This is indeed a mystery, if it weren't for the handsome army who smuggled in so many powerful firearms, no matter how powerful they are, dozens of them would not be able to beat the Sakura Hotel, but The major customs and black markets have not found the inflow of arms."

"Mr. Ida, you have to check this clue."

Just when Koo Ida nodded, a leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi ran over quickly and said respectfully to the former: "Report to the leader, we have checked the scene twice but did not find Kameda-kun's body, he is likely to be killed The enemy hijacked it away, and it is likely to be blown into a pile..."

He swallowed it back after he said it, for fear of irritating his master.

Sure enough, there was a flash of pain in Ida's eyes, and his fists were clenched subconsciously, just when he was about to roar to avenge his son-in-law, Yamamoto Yoshiki came in from the outside, and said in a flat tone: "Mr. Ida, don't worry , Kameda-kun is safe and sound now."

"He was seriously injured and I have taken him to the hospital."

Koo Ida was slightly stunned, and then he was ecstatic: "Really? Thank you Yamamoto-kun."

Then he saw Yoshiki Yamamoto's shoulders wrapped in gauze, and mistook the latter for rescuing his son-in-law from the danger of life and death. Ida will never forget his great kindness."

"If Yamamoto-kun needs anything in the future, just ask."

Yoshiki Yamamoto responded accordingly: "Mr. Ida doesn't have to worry about his own business."

Masako Jingomiya glanced at Yoshiki Yamamoto, sighed but didn't speak.

When Koo Ida rushed to the hospital to visit his son-in-law with mixed expressions of grief and joy, Yoshikiyo Yamamoto walked up to Masako Kyomiya and said lightly: "Prince, let it go, isn't the current scene enough to make you give up? Chutian's wisdom is far from Ordinary people can imagine, and then toss..."

"You will only lose worse, even if you win, it will be a miserable victory."

Jing Gong Masako's eyes were as cold as frost, and she raised her finger and said, "Yamamoto-kun, do you think I can still sit down and talk with Chutian? 500 people were wiped out by the handsome army, and there was not even a single one alive, and this is still the imperial family's house." The place of viewing flowers is where the dignity of the royal family lies.”

"If I compromise with Chutian, the whole world will laugh at the royal family's incompetence."

Yoshiki Yamamoto was not surprised by Prince Jinggong's stubbornness. Once a woman gets into a dead end, her rationality becomes a cloud, and the more you argue with her, it will only make her more convinced that she is right, even if she knows in her heart that it was a mistake. Because the face has made her unable to bow her head.

So he just sighed softly: "Prince, it seems that you must decide the winner."

Masako Jinggong raised her eyebrows and clenched her fist slightly: "I will fight back with an eye for an eye."

Yoshiki Yamamoto looked calm: "I'm afraid that your counterattack is just a play in Chutian's eyes."

"Why do you always tell me to stop?"

"Because... I don't want you to get hurt..." Just as Kameda Shanpachi was about to land, a figure shot over from the side, approaching Kameda Shanpachi like a shooting star. His agile figure and extremely fast footwork made people Nameless Nie looked sideways at him, and just as he was about to raise his gun, he saw the face of the person who came, and then lowered the muzzle of the gun.

At the same time, he waved his hand to stop Brother Daquan from shooting.

The visitor stretched out his hand and twirled Kameda Shanpachi in his arms. After turning seven or eight times to relieve the momentum, he calmly stopped. Kameda Shanpachi, who had a dark feeling of certain death, subconsciously opened his eyes. The remaining consciousness made the body slightly stiff: why is it him?

It was Yoshikiyo Yamamoto's peaceful face that caught Kameda's eyes.

Yamamoto Yoshiki ignored the dozens of submachine guns raised by Daquan brothers, and skillfully sprinkled a few packs of medicinal powder on Kameda Shanhachi's wound, then simply bandaged it to stop the bleeding, and then looked at Nameless Nie and said, "I want this People, please give me some face, brothers, thank you!"

"Of course, I will also express."

Speaking of this, he pulled out a sharp dagger with his backhand, and stabbed at his left shoulder without changing his face, a stream of blood immediately shot out, and it was clearly visible on the ground. Otherworldly, a mixture of angels and demons.

"Yamamoto-kun is a man, I will give you this face."

Nameless Nie spoke indifferently, tilted his head slightly, and led the crowd away.

Until the sound of the car outside completely disappeared, Kameda Sanhachi still couldn't believe that he was alive. Unfortunately, his arms were broken and he couldn't slap himself to verify whether it was a dream. At the same time, he also looked at Yoshiki Yamamoto with complicated emotions, as if he didn't expect the latter to kill him , for which he did not hesitate to kill himself.

Compared with his attitude towards Yamamoto Yoshikiyo, Kameda Sanhachi felt guilty to the core: "Yamamoto-kun, thank you for saving me! I am convinced of you. From now on, you will be my benefactor of Kameda Sanhachi. What I have is What you have, you can take whatever you want."

"Money, women, and power are all fine..."

Yamamoto Yoshiro smiled lightly: "Don't worry about your own business."

The air is filled with gunpowder smoke, and the ground is littered with bullet casings, full of craters, stumps and broken arms,

This is what Jingomiya Masako and Ida Koo saw when they arrived at the century-old store, the Sakura Hotel. The old building was crumbling, the white walls turned into ruins, the boiling hot springs in the past became purgatory on earth, and the noise of laughter and laughter in the past At this time, Za is miserable.

Even the cherry blossom trees almost shed all their petals, which shows how huge the shock was.

At this moment, more than [-] policemen are cleaning up the scene, dragging the corpses out of the ruins, because there is really not enough space to stack them, they can only drain the blood from the hot spring, and then put all the corpses and stumps in , It didn't take long for more than a dozen pools to be filled.

The legendary death pit is nothing more than that.

Jing Gong Masako was like a telegraph pole, standing in front of the ruins with a heavy expression.

"Find... find Kameda for me..."

Koo Ida looked even more desolate. More than 500 elites just disappeared. This is almost all the members of Sakura Mantian, and he is also his most powerful supporter. Moreover, Kameda Shanhachi also died in the ruins. He wanted the Yamaguchi-gumi to show his face, but he lost his troops instead.

In this way, the Yamaguchi-gumi is about to fall.

While grieving the tragic death of his son-in-law and his men, he also felt worried and uneasy about the future, and then he shouted angrily at Chutian: "Bagara! Chutian is really deceiving people too much, how could he attack? Isn't he Have you gone back? It should be tomorrow if he wants to attack!"

Ida spoke incoherently, obviously in real pain.

Dressed in black, Masako Jinggong glanced at the spring filled with corpses, and sighed lightly with her hands behind her back: "Chutian did return to the capital from Hong Kong, and all six hundred soldiers returned to the hall. Now it seems that my guess is That's right, it wasn't something major that happened in the capital that made him turn back."

"It's that he's using blindfolds to cover up the plank road."

Koo Ida bit his lip: "What do you mean?"

Masako Jinggong's eyes narrowed slightly, and added with a sigh: "Chutian has clearly seen through our plot, he already knew that I surrounded and killed Nameless Nie and the others, just to lure the commander in to sneak into Dongpu to take revenge; so he took the plan and put on a revenge posture , let's keep an eye on him."

After pausing for a moment, she continued to finish her sentence: "And he used our eyes to lock only him and a large number of handsome soldiers, and sent an elite team to sneak in secretly and attack with lightning, mercilessly stepping through our traps, and let us reap the consequences of our own consequences." Became the prey of the handsome army."

"His thoughts are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Jinggong Masako finally knew where she was wrong. She always thought that Chutian would come to Japan to take revenge in person, and would lead hundreds of elite thunderbolts to strike. There were only dozens of intelligence attackers.

Dozens of people used hot weapons to kill the elite of the Yamaguchi-gumi, and it was really a thunderous attack.

"Where did they get their weapons?"

Koo Ida also became sober after being angry. After Masako Jinggong’s analysis just now, he also had to admire Chutian’s strategic ability to break the situation and kill the enemy. It’s just where the weapons of the big circle came from: " According to reports, Shuai Jun also used rocket launchers."

A dazed look flashed across Jing Gong Masako's face, she shook her head and said, "This is indeed a mystery, if it weren't for the handsome army who smuggled in so many powerful firearms, no matter how powerful they are, dozens of them would not be able to beat the Sakura Hotel, but The major customs and black markets have not found the inflow of arms."

"Mr. Ida, you have to check this clue."

Just when Koo Ida nodded, a leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi ran over quickly and said respectfully to the former: "Report to the leader, we have checked the scene twice but did not find Kameda-kun's body, he is likely to be killed The enemy hijacked it away, and it is likely to be blown into a pile..."

He swallowed it back after he said it, for fear of irritating his master.

Sure enough, there was a flash of pain in Ida's eyes, and his fists were clenched subconsciously, just when he was about to roar to avenge his son-in-law, Yamamoto Yoshiki came in from the outside, and said in a flat tone: "Mr. Ida, don't worry , Kameda-kun is safe and sound now."

"He was seriously injured and I have taken him to the hospital."

Koo Ida was slightly stunned, and then he was ecstatic: "Really? Thank you Yamamoto-kun."

Then he saw Yoshiki Yamamoto's shoulders wrapped in gauze, and mistook the latter for rescuing his son-in-law from the danger of life and death. Ida will never forget his great kindness."

"If Yamamoto-kun needs anything in the future, just ask."

Yoshiki Yamamoto responded accordingly: "Mr. Ida doesn't have to worry about his own business."

Masako Jingomiya glanced at Yoshiki Yamamoto, sighed but didn't speak.

When Koo Ida rushed to the hospital to visit his son-in-law with mixed expressions of grief and joy, Yoshikiyo Yamamoto walked up to Masako Kyomiya and said lightly: "Prince, let it go, isn't the current scene enough to make you give up? Chutian's wisdom is far from Ordinary people can imagine, and then toss..."

"You will only lose worse, even if you win, it will be a miserable victory."

Jing Gong Masako's eyes were as cold as frost, and she raised her finger and said, "Yamamoto-kun, do you think I can still sit down and talk with Chutian? 500 people were wiped out by the handsome army, and there was not even a single one alive, and this is still the imperial family's house." The place of viewing flowers is where the dignity of the royal family lies.”

"If I compromise with Chutian, the whole world will laugh at the royal family's incompetence."

Yoshiki Yamamoto was not surprised by Prince Jinggong's stubbornness. Once a woman gets into a dead end, her rationality becomes a cloud, and the more you argue with her, it will only make her more convinced that she is right, even if she knows in her heart that it was a mistake. Because the face has made her unable to bow her head.

So he just sighed softly: "Prince, it seems that you must decide the winner."

Masako Jinggong raised her eyebrows and clenched her fist slightly: "I will fight back with an eye for an eye."

Yoshiki Yamamoto looked calm: "I'm afraid that your counterattack is just a play in Chutian's eyes."

"Why do you always tell me to stop?"

"Because... I don't want you to be hurt..."