For the 6 billion humans on the entire planet, yesterday was just an ordinary day.

No devastating weapons have been born, no aliens have invaded Earth, and no inventions are about to change human civilization.

But for the Japanese people, it was destined to be a tragic day that will be remembered.

And, just the beginning.

Noda followed behind his eldest brother, Kozo Noda, through the crowds of protesters in the streets.

The sun is so beautiful, and the air has a rare freshness in the aftermath of the fire – perhaps just a psychological illusion.

But it seemed to him that he had indeed changed from what had happened last night.

It is not the joy of the rest of his life, nor the torment and torture of the conscience of the evildoer afterwards, the only thing he can feel is a great passion, a rebellious passion to destroy the old and strive to create something new.

So last night was just the beginning of a series of actions to come.

Under the detailed and feasible arrangement, some people are responsible for going to the university to carry out legal propaganda on the surface, using the gimmick of protesting the government's inaction and opposing the XX Party as a gimmick to win over personnel and spread influence; Someone is responsible for blending in with other processions to properly guide public opinion; Someone is responsible for exposing the 'first-hand information' of the incident on the Internet, using excerpts of 'facts' to stimulate the public.

Whether it's a company employee, a school student, a young person, an otaku, or so on, everyone has been given a job that makes the most of their social strengths, so it's important to make the most of the chaos as possible.

And more secret and important work is also being carried out in an orderly manner.

For example, he and his eldest brother received an arrangement: underworld talks.

Of course, in other countries, the word yakuza seems to have a certain innate meaning of violating the law against the police, but in Japan, a country where gangsters are legal, it is actually nothing more than that.

Sometimes the neighbor who is particularly kind around you is actually a senior member of a gang.

And the status of the yakuza is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, such as the Noda group led by Kozo Noda, who has transformed from helping to unclog sewers to collecting protection money, and the new income is also low, and it is basically the lowest ranked gang.

Walking through a mess of streets, he followed his cousin to 1-chome Nishiikebukuro, Toshima-ku.

There is a Chinatown in the Tokyo area, and from a distance, the Chinese style is unique among many buildings that does not match the Japanese style but is slightly Japanese.

This is where the headquarters of the gang where they met this time is.

"Cousin...... Are we really okay? ”

Noda Shou looked around cautiously, mostly Chinese with similar skin tones and different looks and styles.

The so-called wise man sees the wise and the benevolent sees the benevolent, and the first thing that comes to a place when the underworld comes to see is whether this place is suitable for the development of forces.

The abundance of shops, the lively and friendly consumer atmosphere, if these are built under the support of a gang, then the gang that can support this place is absolutely strong enough for them to look up to.

And this is enough to look up, and after several years of development, it has become more exaggerated.

"With the strength of the Noda Gumi alone, I'm afraid we don't even have the qualifications to speak. But now we are not coming as Noda-gumi, but on behalf of the will of the Lord. ”

Kozo Noda calmly analyzed, and at the same time thought about the steps of this negotiation in his heart.

Since Japan's economy has taken off, gangs of all sizes have sprung up one after another, embezzling and crushing each other, competing for big and small interests, and even the government cannot stop these complex disputes that have been cut and sorted out.

It wasn't until the current head of the Eight Families came to Japan that they gathered the Lower Five in the name of the entire Upper Three and with an iron fist, and after a series of not too fierce struggles, all the other gangs accepted the hierarchical management system headed by the Eight Families of Snakes.

Except for the alien gangs.

Even if the Eight Snake Clans, known as the emperor of the underworld in Japan, are not able to have 100% of the voice in all gangs.

For example, the Chinese gang behind this Chinatown has no Japanese at all, and most of the core members are Chinese immigrants. At the beginning, when the Eight Families of Snake Qi swept through Japan, they wisely did not directly attack him, but waited until everything was calmed down and the Eight Families of Snake Qi were managed separately again, and then they showed their minions under the mask.

With their special arms channels and the style of daring to fight and not being afraid of death, they simply occupied a small independent territory in Tokyo, and took over the management of some areas at intervals by exploiting the management loopholes of the Eight Snakes.

Even the Eight Snakes were unwilling to take the political risk between countries to clean them up, so in an attitude of half-acquiescence and half-ignorance, the Chinese gang became a legendary existence.

Probably second only to the mysterious Fierce Ghosts.

"Please stop, it's a private area. If you do not receive an invitation, you will not be allowed to enter. ”

Two Chinese men in suits and leather shoes blocked their way, and their Japanese accents had a strange foreign accent.

Kozo Noda glanced at the red-style 'Zhonghua Building' restaurant in front of him, and keenly noticed the dozens of people who were gradually floating around him, apparently daily security personnel in disguise. As soon as something like a break-in happens, they will rush to it.

"We sent out an invitation in advance, and I am Kozo Noda, the leader of the Noda Group in Shinjuku Ward, and this is my cousin Kotoshi Noda."

The two Chinese looked at each other, and one of them nodded and walked towards the building.

"I beg your pardon, we need to check the list of visitors."

The man who was still standing in place gestured, and the encirclement that had formed around him began to loosen, indicating that they were just acting out of daily precaution and had no malicious intent.

Since it is said that the invitation was sent in advance, there is a certain record of the record.

As for what may be said to be false, that's okay - the verification will take only 30 seconds at most, and if there is no arrangement on the real list, then there is no need to say anything more about the contender and directly arrest and interrogate him.

Whether the treatment is to be beaten and knocked out of both legs and cut out the tongue, or mixed with cement and sunk in Tokyo Bay, depends on the outcome of the interrogation.

"What? You said there was a problem with the list......"

“…… Didn't have a ...... scheduled last night"

“……”

The two discussed in a whisper, and despite being very careful, Kozo Noda's initial mutated hearing was still able to hear the details clearly.

So he's a little bit empty now, too.

Obviously, the adult told them that they had arranged it in advance, so they just had to come over with peace of mind.

But now how is it that people don't know about this situation at all, and the arrangements on the list seem to come out of nowhere?!

He tried to find a gap in the encirclement, which had begun to sweat on his forehead, but the circle that had been slightly relaxed before closed again, not giving him the slightest opportunity.

Seeing that the two were about to end their discussion, their eyes were becoming more and more dangerous, and even Noda Shou felt that something was wrong.

"Huh? What are you doing standing outside? ”

The familiar clown-clown man walked out of the building.

"This is my men, let them in."

That tone was as casual as ordering his own little brother, but the two gatekeepers who seemed to be extremely powerful did not dare to make a mistake, and hurriedly retreated respectfully.

"Mr. J."

Kozo Noda pulled Kotoshi Noda and bowed standardly.

"Well, it's not too late for you to get down to business."

The clown, who seemed to exude an inexplicable evil aura, led the way, while the two who followed behind were shocked by the miserable situation in the building.

Fragments of fine porcelain were all over the floor, wooden decorations, tables and chairs were left with a pile of fragments, nothing intact in the entire hall, the scorching marks on the floor were staggering, and dozens of bullet holes remained in the walls in the pitch black.

Over here......

Could it have just been a small war?