The forced confession in the abandoned vacant land of the gas station went smoothly, and the tattooed man confessed to the address of the Qingfang Group and the number of permanent personnel and standing weapons in the company, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was not necessary to send his own troops to visit a small organization of this scale, and the three of them were probably more than enough, so he took a taxi and went straight to the destination.

It's funny to say, until the end of the confession, the tattooed man didn't even smoke half of the cigarette in his mouth.

Sure enough, the underworld style of coercing confessions has always been so simple and rude, pour a bucket of gasoline on your head and then light a cigarette for you, spit out the cigarette and you will be burned to death, and if you can't tell useful information before the cigarette is finished, you will also be burned to death because the cigarette butt ignites the gasoline, and only when people are satisfied will the other party allow you to swallow the unburned cigarette butt in your mouth and eat it.

"At least in our executive department, this kind of interrogation is not useful, we pay attention to human rights." Mandy said.

Shinjuku Kabukicho Ichiban Street, Asia's largest red-light district, in the bustling and noisy street, the three of them are striding along the flow of people, the neon sign of 'I?Kabukicho' hanging on the building at the corner of the street is flashing red, and many girls in school uniforms wearing black knee-length socks are standing on the side of the street with umbrellas and looking at the pedestrians on the road cutely.

"Human rights? That's for protecting people, and a lot of guys on our side are no longer human. On the street, Liangyi put his hands in his windbreaker and held a cigarette, lowered his head and exhaled the smoke, and said lightly: "Our favorite interrogation method is actually to throw people into the mixer and pour cement, start the mixer and turn it at the slowest speed, while turning him while torturing, when the torture is over, it is the time when the cement is reconciled, and it will be over by directly hitting the cement pillar and throwing it into the sea, which is both environmentally friendly and trouble-free." ”

"Sounds efficient." Lin Nian said.

"Your own executive department isn't a good organization." Ryoichi said: "Decades ago, the method used by your European secret party to extract confessions was to stuff people into a wooden barrel and leave only one head to come out, and provide you with water and food at regular intervals every day. ”

"What's so cruel about this?" Mandy was puzzled.

"Of course, there is nothing wrong with the first two days, but people have to excrete after all, and your lower body is locked in a wooden barrel and cannot move, and the excrement will accumulate in it, and it will not be long before you will suffer from sepsis and die of sepsis in the excrement of a wooden barrel." Ryoichi took a puff of his cigarette: "In order to get out of the barrel, they can even tell their mother's sexual fetishes." ”

"Why do they know about their mother's sexual fetishes?" Lin Nian was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, don't explode in front of minors!" Mandy yelled loudly, and Ryoichi shrugged his shoulders to say that he was wrong, and it was reasonable for minors to kill bad eggs and not listen to swearing.

"First time in a place like this?" Liang glanced at Lin Nian and couldn't help but look around and asked.

"The time I had the best chance to see so many Japanese was in domestic anti-war films." Lin Nian looked at the scenery on the street, many 'couples' snuggled together haunted the hotel on the street, many men in suits and leather shoes with oily hair stood on the side of the street and solicited customers with a smile on their faces. The girl wants to cut down?

In order to develop guests of different nationalities, and even this kind of solicitor is divided into different races, just now Lin Nian saw a black uncle who was cordially asking a few American tourists if they needed to see the local characteristics, and those American tourists were very euphemistically refusal, but Lin Nian thought that if Fingal was lucky enough to be here, the pimping guy would only receive a thumbs up and a sentence: Yo Xi, the flower girl is working!

"Is there a related industry under the name of a store like this?" Lin Nian turned his head to Liangyi.

"Yes." Ryoichi nodded: "To be precise, most of the entire Kabukicho is the property of the Inuyama family, because everyone will pay protection fees to the family on a regular basis, and at the same time, more than seventy percent of the store ownership belongs to the Inuyama family, as long as we want, then Kabukicho can be transformed from a red light district to a Shimizu district overnight." ”

In fact, if it weren't for Ryoichi by his side, there would have been a lot of girls in cowherd or sailor suits who came over to talk to Lin Nian and Mandy, and the evil aura and ferocity on Ryoichi's face completely separated the irrelevant people, even if they walked on the street in a hurry, the crowd would involuntarily separate the road for the three of them.

"To be serious, aren't we looking for fault in a rage? How do I feel like you two are going to limp into the izakaya at any moment. Mandy complained.

"Actually, this trip will not necessarily start a fight." Liang extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it in the passing garbage can: "Those minions are too low to understand the meaning of the family, I can understand, generally the family only needs to go into the club to show their identity, and everything after that will be logical, what happened in the nightclub just now is purely a small probability event." ”

"And what if the other party is still not interested?" Lin Nian asked.

"Then I can introduce you two more torture methods to the two of you today, and make sure you have an eye-opener... We're here. Ryoichi stopped and turned to look up, Lin Nian and Mandy followed suit, and near the third floor of the building, rows of floor-to-ceiling glass were labeled with red tape 'Qingfang Human Resources Club'.

"It's bright." Lin Nian said.

"The lights are on, it looks like there's still people inside, and we're here in time." Ryoichi lit himself another cigarette and walked upstairs to the door.

"Just walk up and ring the doorbell?" Lin Nian and Mandy followed.

"Lin Jun, Mantisan, don't be too nervous both of you, the name of this family is still very reliable." Ryoichi went up the stairs and said: "I have seen many new clubs in the underworld at the beginning of the appearance of heaven and world, self-respecting, all kinds of contempt for our family only when we are a legend, but when our people really come to the door, it seems that the monsters of horror stories really come to visit, and they will start to cringe again, eager to kneel down and lick our shoes and beg us to spare them. ”

"Liang Yijun is very experienced, and he will be about the same age as me next year." Mandy looked at Ryoichi's back.

"I started to get in touch with this industry when I was very young, and I want to vomit when I deal with these trivial things every day." Walked to the door of the third floor, Ryoichi raised his hand and shook his head: "What happened in Yotsuya this morning is a rare and extremely small probability thing, Japan still has a legal system, this is only your first day in Japan, where are there so many cases that will kill people fall on your heads." ”

"That's really reassuring." Mandy, who went up to the third floor, leaned on the handrail of the stairs and exhaled: "Actually, I hate fighting and killing the most, I really thought you were going to burn that guy in the trunk..."

"Although we are ruthless, we are not people who love to kill, after all, didn't you just say it, there is still a 'minor' here, killing people is still too bloody for Lin Jun." Liangyi couldn't help but make a joke, and Lin Nian behind him couldn't help but roll his eyes.

The sound of footsteps behind the door and the popping of the lock cylinder sounded, Ryoichi turned his head and passed, the door was opened, the black barrel behind the door blocked his forehead, and the finger on the trigger was pulled down without hesitation.

"Bang!"

Flames and gunshots erupted in the corridors, and the shadows of people reflected on the snow-white walls, but there was no blood to shoot.

Behind Liangyi, Lin Nian reached out and pushed away the barrel of the gun at the last moment, the bullet missed the wall, the handle of the short knife in the cuff fell into his hand, and he took a step forward and cut off the wrist of the man with the gun, and the second knife cut horizontally, and a head rolled to the ground, and blood rose to the sky!

Ryoichi froze, and so did Mandy.

Lin Nian was also a little stunned for a while, probably he didn't even think too much about himself, and noticed the naked outbreak of murder behind the door, and the movements in his hands were completed without any delay as if he was a stress reaction, until the head rolled down to the ground and touched the top of Ryoichi Okubo's feet, and the three of them came back to their senses.

"Now that I'm saying that we're from our own family, can we go in and sit down and have a good talk?" Lin Nian, who was carrying a short knife dripping blood, whispered.

"I guess not." Ryoichi looked down at the dead man's head at his feet, and the sound of guns being loaded collectively sounded in his ears.