Chapter 742: The Master of the Mountains and Rivers Group!
The winter in Tokyo is bitterly cold.
But it's sunny again.
A ray of sunlight shone in through the car window and sprinkled on Chu Yun's unremarkable face.
He was silent, quietly smoking.
There was a glint of determination in his deep eyes. This was the first time that the driver Shadow had followed Chu Yun on a mission. In the past, this position was occupied by Chen Sheng. No one wants to compete with him for the title of leading big brother.
"Master, the action has begun. The Shadow said hesitantly. "Do you need to find a place to avoid it?"
"You did things with me on the first day?" Chu Yun's face did not change, and he said lightly.
Although this shadow was not the first time to do something for Chu Yun.
Even what Chu Yun did in Pearl City, he also participated in it.
It was the first time that he had personally given orders on behalf of Chu Yun so closely.
He must do a good job, and he must not let Chu Yun down.
"This is the city of Tokyo, after all. Not our turf. Shadow said meaningfully. "There are several forces in this city, and we can't figure it out for the time being. For your safety, I personally recommend that you go to a safe enough place first. I'll take care of setting up your security system. β
"There's no need for that. Chu Yun said lightly. "I stayed at the hotel. You can arrange a few shadows near the hotel. The surplus forces were put into this offensive procedure. What I ask of you is that you are invincible with one blow. β
The Shadow was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yes." β
The eldest brother, Chen Sheng, reminded him that at all times, he must put the personal safety of his master first. Secondly, it is to carry out the tasks assigned by the master.
If you can't even save the life of your master.
Then everything will lose its meaning.
This is also the supreme rule of Shadows.
Unlike action groups, the highest criterion is to complete the task.
After sending Chu Yun to the hotel, the Shadow began to fully monitor the attack plan.
The Yamakawa-gumi have one headquarters and 13 branches in Tokyo City. In addition to the need for a heavy offensive at the headquarters. The thirteen locations also sent nearly 30 members of the action group. Each one of them is a carefully selected master with amazing individual combat ability.
It can even be said that for the sake of this offensive plan. The Shadow mobilized all the action teams it could mobilize, as well as the Shadow who remained in the city of Tokyo.
The total number of people, more than five hundred.
These five hundred people are definitely not a rabble. Rather, it is a fourteen teams made up of absolute elites. They are brave and good at fighting, and they are elite soldiers in the dark. They may not be good at defense, but killing is what they specialize in.
"The host's meaning was clear. β
Shadow opens the public channel. He said categorically: "Let this city be stained red with blood." β
"Yes!"
The channels replied. Unleash a killing spree.
It was a long killing.
It was a fierce killing.
The Yamakawa-gumi is one of the most influential and long-standing non-governmental organizations in Tokyo. Their combat effectiveness is in no way inferior. The ability to respond to emergencies can also stand the test.
The killings continued from noon until late at night.
The whole city smelled of blood. There were not many gunshots. But someone always falls.
And most of the people who fell were also members of the Yamakawa group.
An unprecedented catastrophe is coming.
In the headquarters, which barely resisted the attack, the atmosphere was solemn to the extreme.
There are few veteran leaders left, and their faces are difficult to see to the extreme. In his eyes, he couldn't help but look frightened.
They had never experienced such a horrific attack.
In the city of Tokyo, it has always been them who give others colors to see. They are seen as beasts of prey.
But tonight, they were torn to pieces by a fierce beast, and they were embarrassed.
"How many reinforcements are there from all over the country?"
One of the commanders gritted his teeth and said, "Why hasn't anyone reported for a long time?"
"The reinforcements that were supposed to arrive in Tokyo City should be around a thousand. And it is the elite sent by various cities. But the actual number of people is barely more than 300. A middle-level backbone said in a deep voice. "Mr. Ito. I think tonight will be the biggest catastrophe in the 100-year history of the Yamakawa Group. β
Mr. Ito is the second leader of the Yamakawa Group. His heart suddenly cooled in half.
He slumped on the seat with a thud, and even forgot to smoke the cigarette between his fingers.
"Three hundred, can you withstand that group of night beasts?" said Mr. Ito in a trembling voice. "Maybe even the headquarters will be difficult to keep!"
"Why don't we ask for help from the police in the name of a private person?" suggested the middle-level backbone.
"Absolutely impossible!" Mr. Ito raised his voice. There is a loud voice. "In the past 30 years, it has always been the police who have taken the initiative to ask us for help, and we have never caused any trouble to the police! This is a principle, and no one in the Shanchuan Group can trample on it!"
Once the Yamakawa Group took the initiative to ask the police for help. The reputation of that lifetime was completely ruined! Other non-governmental organizations will also take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble, creating a situation in which they fall into the ground.
Of course, the most important thing is. He has been in power for less than a year. Already so depressed that you want to ask the police for help?
That only proves that Mr. Ito is a useless nonsense! an unqualified leader!
As the backbone of Mr. Ito's confidant.
The middle-level leader hesitated for a moment, sighed lightly, and said, "The road in front of us." There are only two left. First, send a distress signal to the chief. The chief has been living in the palace for three days. No matter how important it is, it's time to come back and deal with the disaster facing the Yamakawa-gumi. β
"The second isβ" The middle-level leader paused and said slowly. "The real boss behind the mountains and rivers is none other than Her Majesty the Empress. Is Your Majesty going to sit idly by?"
"Who told you. Her Majesty the Empress is the boss behind the scenes?" said Mr. Ito, frowning. "Whether it's me. Or the chief. We are all Prince Tiande's people!"
"And Prince Tiande has already taken refuge in Prince Tanglin!"
"Strictly speaking, there is only one person who can dominate the Yamakawa group right now. That's Prince Tanglin!"
The middle-level leaders looked stunned.
He didn't expect that the struggle in the royal family would be so terrifying.
It's just sweeping Sanada Kiko out of the house. Now even the control of the Yamakawa Group has completely changed hands!
This is too obscure for the middle leadership to fight at the top. He was incomprehensible. I can't figure out the way I think about it.
But none of this is important to him.
Keeping the headquarters and preserving the last dignity of the Shanchuan Group is the top priority of the leaders of this group of Shanchuan Group!
And whether it is to ask the leader to go out of the mountain. Or ask the royal family for help.
Mr. Ito, you have to go to the Imperial House in person!
He didn't have a choice!
There is no way out!
The attack of this group of dark beasts is too ferocious and too unreasonable.
They didn't care how terrifying the Yamakawagumi were in Tokyo City. What a strong network of relationships across Asia.
Let this group of leaders rummage through the dark world of all Asia, and they have no understanding of this group of dark barbarians. Clueless.
Did they come out of nowhere?
Is it really a group of Shura killing gods who crawled out of hell?
"Prepare the car. β
Mr. Ito snuffed out the cigarette in his hand. He said in a deep voice: "I am going to the palace for help." β
Knock knock!
His voice had just fallen.
There was a knock on the door of the conference room.
The dull sound rang in everyone's ears.
It's as if the hammer has hit my heart, and my scalp is numb!