There is a saying in the Celestial Empire, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Similarly, in Japan, there is such a thing as "partisanship" everywhere.

It's really strange that the people of this country fantasize about the extreme individual heroism in their hearts, and the cartoons with this as the protagonist are popular, but in reality, they huddle together to keep warm, believing that the power of the collective is greater than that of the individual.

In all walks of life, there are a large number of "small groups" that will be squeezed to death if they do not fit in.

The same is true for the police.

From Kudo Yuichi's grandfather's generation, I don't know how much manpower and material resources were spent, and how much bloody rain was gone through before Kudo Yuichi's father was pushed to the position of director of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

The location is not so easy to do.

The people below greeted them with a smile on their faces, and behind them were sharpening knives.

Power, silver, women, these three things are enough to make the vast majority of men lose their minds.

And in Japan, the vast majority of people in high positions are men.

Therefore, there are not many enemies of Yuichi Kudo, and they do not only exist among the "ghosts".

Uesugi Kiyoshi just pondered the expressions of the two, and it was obvious that these two seemed to have a grudge.

The new yin stream has a habit that is not fair, which makes Uesugi Kiyogaku incisive.

Most of the time, he was reasonable.

But at some point, he prefers to help his relatives rather than take care of them.

He's not a saint.

The thumb opened the hilt of the sword at half of his waist, and the edge of the blade flashed.

The muzzle on the head, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

At this distance, as long as he wanted, he could make that hand no longer belong to him before the thumb of the somewhat fat young man on the other side pulled the trigger.

Take 10,000 steps back, even if he is really shot in the head, he will be fine, at most it will cost a ghost fire.

Transcendent bodies, mortal weapons are difficult to hurt after all - in the end, there is still not enough firepower.

He glanced at Kudo Yuichi with his peripheral vision, as long as his friend gave him a signal, the standard knife of the Collectibles Association on his waist would first unload the arm of the person in front of him.

What he didn't react to was that he didn't know when it started, and "hurting others" was no longer a decision that needed to be "considered" for Uesugi Kiyoshi to make.

Even if he reacts, he doesn't necessarily care.

Yuichi Kudo also glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi, they have a good relationship and know Uesugi Kiyoshi very well.

This look is the state of being about to pull out a knife and cut people, Kudo Yuichi snorted, took a step forward, and stood side by side with Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"Ah, Qing, extinguish the fire, don't fight and kill at every turn."

"Here I'm coming."

With that, Kudo Yuichi grinned, reached out, grabbed Ryosuke Yamamoto's muzzle, slowly pulled it away, and moved it to his forehead.

At the same time, the smile became more and more presumptuous and contemptuous.

Yuichi Kudo licked his lips and pressed the pistol against his head, his voice a little muffled for some reason.

"Yamamoto Police, what a big official..."

There was no fear in his eyes, as if it were not a firearm, but a useless burning stick.

"Don't yell at my brother, come, come at me."

"Anyway, it's not once or twice, I'll give you a chance today, I will be killed with one shot, and your Qingyun Road will definitely be much smoother in the future."

Behind Yuichi Kudo is the task force of the Collectibles Association, and behind Ryosuke Yamamoto, there are also subordinate police officers under his command.

This is in public, if Ryosuke Yamamoto dares to shoot and collapse the son of the Metropolitan Police Department's police director's family, then the matter will be completely out of the level of "homicide".

The Yamamoto family also has a background, but the Kudo family is not muddy.

This has to be pinched off the head and break the blood.

Ryosuke Yamamoto doesn't have that guts, although he is in a high position at a young age, but his ability is really not outstanding, he just has a good father, his family is superior, and the Yamamoto family also has some background in the police world, with that strong pile of resources, even a pig, can also be pushed to a high position by them.

A slight cold sweat was already on his forehead.

He didn't expect Yuichi Kudo to be so aggressive.

"Kudo... You bastard, don't do this! ”

"What are you trying to do when you arrest people in my jurisdiction, and you are still so arrogant? Are you still reasonable? Are there any rules?! ”

Yuichi Kudo made him happy.

He sighed, looking at Ryosuke Yamamoto's eyes full of pity.

"Your old father is in despair for a waste like you to sit in a vigilant position, think he's desperate, right?"

"You put a gun at me, and you still want me to reason with you and obey the rules?"

"You kind of waste, without your father's protection, I'm afraid the corpse would have been sunk in Tokyo Bay a long time ago, right?"

"What is the truth?"

"That's the truth!"

Yuichi Kudo slapped the black pistol, and his smile became a little strange.

"Think about it, what will happen to you if you kill me here today?"

Ryosuke Yamamoto's hand holding the gun trembled a little.

The shooting of the only son of the Metropolitan Police Department's police chief in public was an all-out war with Kudo's party.

He definitely can't afford this consequence, maybe he will be handed over as a scapegoat, his father knows best, that man will never tear his face with the Kudo family for him.

At this time, Yuichi Kudo smiled evilly and reached out to help Ryosuke Yamamoto pull the trigger of the pistol.

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, and the sword was almost unsheathed, but before he could swing his sword, he was stunned to find that Ryosuke Yamamoto was like holding a red-hot soldering iron, screamed and threw the pistol aside, took a step back, stared at Kudo Yuichi with anger, grew his mouth, but couldn't make any sound, and seemed to be frightened.

Yuichi Kudo laughed loudly, and he couldn't straighten his waist.

He laughed and sighed, his words full of mockery.

"Just your guts, what kind of policeman are you, the cowherd of the custom shop, you are bolder than you."

"Yamamoto Police? Where's your authority? It turned out to be an embroidered pillow with a strong color? ”

"With your little courage, I don't think you are qualified for the position of police officer, I will reflect it upwards."

Ryo Yamamoto's complexion changed several times, red for a while and blue for a while, and finally gritted his teeth with hatred, knowing that he had lost face and couldn't get it back today, and he had already retreated in his heart.

This Arakawa sect does have dealings with him, which is a common thing in Japan, and this kind of gray area religious organization must have a backer, but it is difficult to survive.

At that time, the woman in the suit found Ryosuke Yamamoto through some way and promised a lot of money, he was actually very moved.

Who thinks they have a lot of money?

And after being with him for a few days, he already regarded this Arakawa sect as a force under his command.

Ryosuke Yamamoto is full of shortcomings, and the biggest one is that he is a little lustful.

There are also many religious organizations that seek refuge from his father, and he has done it, what can I do?

There is money in the account, and there are beautiful women sent to the door, and this sect also promises to let the believers who will be recruited in the future to serve him, what kind of sincere condition is this?

That's what Ryosuke Yamamoto thought.

But... What he didn't expect was that because of such a small sect, he would actually run into the iron plate of the Kudo family.