"Quack! Wail! Wail! ”

As if receiving a signal, the crows of the mountain platform let out a terrible cry and gathered around Yoshihiro Nitta's body.

Sanri Moon Hoshino looked up and saw a flock of crows circling but not landing for a long time, let go of the hand that had cut off the enemy, and got up to leave.

At this time, the crow in the sky swooped down and began to peck at the corpse that had not yet cooled.

Matsudaira Yoshimoto lowered his head slightly and saw off Yoshihiro Nitta.

All members of the Izumo Mamoru Group bowed deeply to Yoshihiro Nitta's mutilated body.

The eldest patriarch and he can only keep one.

So he had to die.

But as the head of the Izumo Mamoru group, Yoshihiro Nitta is qualified, and he is a little too qualified.

Shikamoto Shinchong turned his back, and the bright light of Rolls-Royce made him unable to open his eyes.

The corpse behind him kept reminding him:

I saw him walking up the horse hall in fresh clothes, and saw him in prison clothes and wooden cages at the entrance of the market.

Heaven and hell may be the difference between one thought.

The lights dim as Matsudaira Yoshimoto's existing community members discover the victims of the "Ghost Building" incident.

There seem to be a few very familiar ones, who seem to be brothers in the community.

The "ghosts" in the darkness were recognized, and they slowly retreated, disappearing into the night.

There's no going back.

They promised Matsudaira Yoshimoto that after taking revenge on Yoshihiro Nitta tonight, they would not allow their story to flow into the Izumo Mamoru group.

When a beam of light enters the tower, and the filth of the tower is revealed, then the light is sinful.

Facing southwest, Mikazuki Hoshino drew a cross on his chest and prayed for Song Jung-woo's spirit in the sky.

The murderer who killed you and the shipwreck of black workers was killed by my own hands, Zhengyu, you can rest in peace.

A meteor slipped from the sky, and it seemed like his hungry friend was responding to him.

Mikazuki Hoshino's face, which had not been smiling for a long time, slowly filled with a smile.

He had almost forgotten how to laugh, his laughing muscles stiffened, and his smile was very ugly.

Shikamoto Shintaka patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go see Takagi later." ”

......

They walked forward, but the people of the Izumo Mamoru did not get out of the way.

It's better to say that they never thought of letting the two of them leave alive.

Matsudaira Rongyuan smiled at this time, and stood still on crutches.

Shikamoto Shinchong frowned:

The old man laughed like a tiger, and when he didn't, he looked like a wolf.

It's not a good face.

Before the three days and months could be immersed in the joy and relief of revenge, they had to face an even more cruel reality.

Matsudaira Yoongmoto wants to make the secret of what happened tonight disappear forever.

It was not the victims in the "Ghost House Incident" who killed Yoshihiro Nitta, but the two of them.

From daytime to late at night, Mikazuki Hoshino and Shikamoto Shintaka had already lost all their strength, and their mental state was also very tired.

"I can take all this responsibility, and you will at least release Ashin......"

"Don't be stupid."

Matsudaira Yoshimoto laughed.

This male publicist named Ashin, he will never stay.

He's too shrewd, terrifyingly shrewd.

He is still alive knowing such a big secret, and if he doesn't turn the Jianhui group upside down in the future, he will be ashamed of his plan during this time.

Nobutaka Kamoto and Hoshino Mikazuki supported each other, and although the lights of the Rolls-Royce were dimmed, they still couldn't see clearly how many people Matsudaira Yoshimoto had brought with them on both sides and behind the vehicle.

"I'm sorry, Ashin."

Three days and moon Hoshino fell out of force.

He really couldn't hold it anymore.

"If I apologize, I can't spare you."

Shikamoto Shintaka faced Matsudaira Rongyuan directly, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, as if waiting for some support.

Matsudaira Yoshimoto didn't know why, but he actually saw the confidence of absolute victory in the smile of this teenager.

Wanting to bury him and Sanriyue on the mountain platform is not something he can do.

No kidding!

They are exhausted and defenseless!

How could he still have the ability to escape, even if that guy from Yoshihara rushed over, he wouldn't be able to save the lives of the two of them!

Just as Matsudaira was about to order the execution, his cell phone rang.

"Better give me a reason to answer your call."

Matsudaira Yoshimoto held back his anger and connected.

"Patriarch, that group of horses in Katsushika District has called!"

"What!"

The mobile phone in Matsudaira Rongyuan's hand almost fell to the ground.

He looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and then turned his head to look at the smiling Shikamoto Shinchong.

The group of horses in Katsushika Ward and Shinjuku are obviously not in the river, why did they rush to Senhua Town tonight?

Yoshihiro Nitta and Gozaburo Oga are both dead, and the whereabouts of Komi Nakanishi are unknown.

The only person in charge of the Izumo Mamoru Group on the surface is the old man Matsudaira Yoshimoto.

He continued to entangle with Lu Ben Xinchong and them on the mountain platform, and his hometown had to be destroyed.

"You!"

Matsudaira Yoshimoto rebuked angrily.

But his anger was quickly swept away by the windswept motorcycle.

Ryder and Yoshihara Kaidi arrived on motorcycles, knocking the members of the Izumo Mamoru group who were blocking the way into the air, and fighting their way out.

At this moment, the Izumo Mamoru has no time to entangle with a few male PRs, their hometown is besieged, even if they call the Metropolitan Police Department to administer justice, it is impossible to call the Metropolitan Police Department to administer justice, and the affairs of Hakata in the afternoon are enough for them to drink a pot, where do you care about the dispute of your pole.

The affairs of the night are taught to the night to be solved, how can the Metropolitan Police Department interfere.

"Mr. Matsudaira, I came from over there, and it doesn't seem good to see that the situation in Huizhong is not good!" Yoshihara Kaidi said cool words, he and Matsudaira Yoshimoto had a cooperation, but as soon as Yoshihiro Nitta died, their cooperative relationship naturally broke down.

If they want to keep it up, only external pressure will forcibly bind them together.

That is, the group of horses in Katsushika Ward.

"Humph!"

Matsudaira returned to Rolls-Royce in a rage, and he felt that he had lost his face.

In front of a group of young people.

The members of the Izumo Mamoru Group also retired and returned to the Chika-cho Support Headquarters.

Yoshihara Haidi pulled Mikazuki up from the ground: "Are you okay?" Three days and moons? ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay......"

Mikazuki Hoshino thought he was going to die here, but it turned out to be much more unexpected.

It seemed that everyone knew what was going on, only he was confused.

"Isn't that group of horses in Katsushika Ward who don't deal with the local Yakuza Sect? Why are they ......?"

Mikazuki wanted to ask, but Yoshihara Haidi gave him a silent gesture.

Why they went out is a secret between him and Ashin.

Mikazuki glanced at Yoshihara Kaidi and then at Kamoto Shintaka, and couldn't find what they had in common at all.

Until he remembered that both of them were proficient in calligraphy, and when they performed at Xinghai Pavilion, most of the programs were Chinese-style songs.

He finally understood......

Mikazuki Hoshino gave Yoshihara Kaidi a big hug, and Kamoto Shintaka a big hug.

It is my greatest luck to be able to meet you in an island country.