At the secret base of Tokyo Sakura Club, Kikuta was furious at several subordinates: "Baga, you guys, you guys, you can't seize such a good opportunity. What's the use of you? If it were during the Warring States Period, you should all go to septile."

"Hay, President, I will apologize after the matter is over. But you have to think of a way to overcome the current difficulties first." An older subordinate lowered his head and said to Kikuta.

Another unruly uncle directly retorted: "President, we have tried our best. We rushed in as soon as the top floor exploded, but who knows how their vice president would bring people back so quickly. I asked me to tell you that the team of talents responsible for interception should be the most septum."

Kikuda narrowed his eyes. These old guys who had been staying since his father's generation had long disliked him and were slanderous in his work. This time, this sudden attack on Yamamoto Club caused his mistake in layout, and on the other hand, there was a reason why these old guys were timid. Otherwise, why didn't you see this group of people who should be on the front line suffer any losses?

"The leader of the Takenaka team is right, someone should be responsible for this matter." Kikuta turned around and said softly. Seeing that Kikuta had signs of surrender, Takenaka couldn't help but feel proud. Humph, the little thing with hairless mouth dared to drink at us. You were still drinking milk when we were wandering outside.

However, before he was happy for five seconds, a training-like sword light flashed through his neck, and the blood gushed out dyed most of the room red. Kikuda still put the knife into the sheath and said gloomyly: "After investigation, the leader of the Takenaka and the former president's death were inseparable, so the family law was implemented. Oda Eiji, you will temporarily take over the position of the leader of the Shonoye Group."

"Hay, thank the president for his cultivation." The young man who had been kneeling behind Zhuzhong saluted to Kusato excitedly. The old guys next to him looked at the hot gazes of the young people around him and couldn't help but feel a little cold on his neck.

"Society. President, I feel a little uncomfortable recently and want to quit the position of group leader so that young people can better contribute to the club." An older group leader hurriedly came out and wanted Kikuta to resign. He also got a lot of money and planned to go home to enjoy the happiness.

"Okay, Tozuka, you will temporarily serve as the leader of Mei Group."

"Hay. Thanks to the president for his cultivation."

"Is anyone else going to resign?" The team leaders looked at each other, and most of them resigned to Kikuta. Kikuta naturally arranged his confidant into the team leader.

Only Watanabe, who had always been loyal to the Kikuda family, stayed there, but it could not affect Kikuda's orders.

"Okay, all the wastes that are in the position of the body are gone. Let me arrange the following strategy. Tozuka, you are responsible for contacting Sukiyoshikawa and Oda. You are in charge of contacting Inagawa. Tell them that this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and if you miss it, you will not be able to come back. Who can replace Yamamoto Club with their own abilities, but the primary purpose is to eradicate Yamamoto Club first, and let them think about the style of Yamamoto Club's vice president. Do you think they can stay out of it?"

"Hay, but, President, will you agree to launch it on what day?"

"Tell them that the day after tomorrow will start at 5 a.m., Hum, our allies from the United States will come back tomorrow. In the face of these powerful forces, no one can stop the rise of our cherry blossom club, hahahaha."

In the early morning two days later, the two small patrol police officers in Ginza were frightened. On the street in front of them, a crowd of dark people came over, holding various knives in their hands. The man in charge shouted at them: "Double to the side, don't talk or move around for half an hour, otherwise you will use your heads to sacrifice the flag."

The two of them rolled and crawled to the side of the wall, watching the group of people walking towards the end of the street.

"He. What are they going to do? Isn't that Yamamoto Club's territory??" A policeman looked at their backs tremblingly.

"Shut up, it's not our business. That little salary is what we can maintain street security, not let us stop the world war, do you understand?"

"Hay, senior."

This scene happened today in front of all Yamamoto's industries, and the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department's phone number reproduced the scene that happened in Chicago.

"Moshimosi, Nani? You see a large number of violent groups walking past your doorstep, where? OK."

"Obasan, please say slowly, what!? Did you see two violent groups chopping downstairs of your house? Is there anyone dead? Where is your house?"

Looking at the busy scene of the entire police station, the police chief was sweating profusely, and he felt that the seat under his butt would probably not be able to sit for too long.

In front of the various doors of Yamamoto Club, countless members of the club holding a sword were slashing wildly. The leaders of the three clubs also forgot the risks for their future and status and took the lead in rushing: "Kill them! Brothers, kill Yamamoto Club, we are the number one club in Japan! Kill!"

Yamamoto's is not to be outdone: "Hold on and safeguard the honor of our Japan's No. 1 community!" Blood, broken limbs, and heads. This scene seemed to be repeated in the end of the Massacre, and the samurai spirit collided wildly again.

Gradually, more and more people were pouring out of Yamamoto's door, and the Sakura Club gradually couldn't stand it. Oda, who led the team, couldn't help but shout: "Master Ghost, help us."

The leader of Yamamoto Club opposite swept his knife and burst into tears, laughing out loud: "Hahaha, coward, it's useless to shout anything, ghosts and gods will not bless cowards."

While speaking, the back door of a container truck was opened, and a big man wearing a ghost mask jumped out of the car easily with a six-barrel machine gun in his hand. Then, before the leader of Yamamoto Club closed his mouth, a steel storm swept across them, leaving only a pile of minced meat on the ground. The cherry blossom members who were originally ferocious on their faces were pale, and several of them had already vomited. Seeing Locke's eyes swept over them, Oda quickly took the lead and bowed at the 90-degree angle, saying respectfully: "Master Ghost, please give us tactical guidance."

"What tactical guidance? Follow me immediately and don't go wrong. If I enter the range, I will not care about you." Locke, who hadn't been so happy for a long time, carried an ammunition box and rushed to the door of Yamamoto's club. Oda quickly ordered his men to carry other ammunition boxes and follow Locke.

The rate of fire of 6,000 rounds per minute is completely devastating to Japanese paper buildings. All the doors and walls did not cause any obstacles to the Vulcan cannon. After about ten minutes of strafing, the entire door disappeared from the street, leaving only ruins and minced meat. The police who came to clean up the mess would not have nightmares at night.

In an old house in Yamamoto Club, Yamamoto Club's current president Kiyoji Takayama listened to the report from his subordinates and watched the entrances of Yamamoto Club being removed as marked on the computer. His fat body was trembling, and he didn't know whether it was fear or anger. Outside the window, a big black crow flew over from a distance and stood on the branch and looked at him. The ominous bird seemed to herald the end of Yamamoto Club.

When Gao Shan saw the bird, he was angry and grabbed the ashtray at his hand and threw it over. The crow flew away with a flick of rims.

When Yamamoto's subordinates came in, President Takayama threw himself on the table, and blood mixed with white things flowed through the hole in his head.

At Tokyo Narita Airport, watching Li and his party enter the boarding gate, Kikuta and other cadres of the Sakura Club wiped away the tears from the corners of their eyes. On the way to the parking lot, Kikuta specifically instructed that if Li and his friends have any requests in the future, they must tell him as soon as possible and use the power of the entire club to do it. Otherwise, if they think about their actions, Kikuta will feel chilling, and the cadres around them nodded and agreed.

Tozuka asked, "What should I do if these adults leave after they leave?"

"Idiot, now the entire Japanese government has been alarmed. Thousands of people died in Tokyo in just three days. The Self-Defense Forces have been dispatched. Are you still thinking about occupying territory? It's true that you should stop all illegal activities as soon as possible. It's really strange, why are we so crazy during this period?"

Li, who was sitting in the first class, was very satisfied with the effect of the bewitching technique he had recently cast.
Chapter completed!