According to the annual survey of the characteristics of foreign tourists in the Tokyo area, Shinjuku and Okubo (56%) are not the most expensive neighborhoods in Asia (49.7%), or Asakusa, which is centered on the Sensoji Temple in Tokyo, Japan. In particular, the area around Shinjuku Station, which is known for its daily usage of more than 3.5 million people, is one of the busiest neighborhoods, including the Nishi-Shinjuku skyscraper where the Tokyo Metropolitan Government is located, a number of long-established department stores and large home appliance stores, the Koreatown of Shin-Okubo, and Kabukicho, which is populated by numerous custom shops.

In the Edo period, Shinjuku was a dormitory on the main transportation route "Naito Shinjuku", and it has been very prosperous since ancient times. After World War II, Japan was almost bombed to ruins, but Shinjuku's entertainment culture flourished, and the post-war revival plan aimed at developing traditional performing arts and film culture, and Kabukicho was born.

You've got that kind of shop, you know, so the famous "Kabukicho" is a red light street! The street is also divided into 1 and 2 streets, the former for men and the latter for women.

It's a fun place with a lot of tourists coming every day, but be aware that Kabukicho is famous for its sex industry, and the mafia and illegal foreigners are also rampant, so it's always a dead end.

Every foreigner visiting Shinjuku is told that if you want to go to Kabukicho, you must visit near the main road "Godzilla Street", and the closer you are to a crowded place, the safer it is. On the other hand, the closer you are to the center of Kabukicho, the more dangerous it becomes, because most of the shops that operate here have a yakuza background and are also a gathering place for yakuza elements, and there are often gang fires in this area, even killing people on the street is not unusual, so there are relatively few tourists who dare to come to this area.

The Japanese yakuza are collectively known as "YAKUZA (Yakuza)", which was first founded by a lower-class samurai named Hikaru Toyama in the 80s of the 19th century, and was called "Kuroyokai" at that time, and the original intention of creating this organization was not intended to do anything good, and later he himself founded the "Black Dragon Society" in 1901, in an attempt to expand Japan's power to the northeast of China. As an aside, it was with the cooperation of the "Black Dragon Society" that the "Asian Peace and Co-prosperity Society" planned a number of terrorist attacks in China.

More than 100 years have passed, but the nature of Japanese gangsters has not changed, and they are also hotbeds of right-wing forces, and they are also inextricably linked with political circles.

Today, in the 21st century, the three largest organizations in Yakuza are the "Yamaguchi-gumi" in the Kansai region, the "Sumiyoshi-kai" in the Tokyo area, and the "Inagawa-kai" in many places in the Kanto region.

The organizational form of the Japanese yakuza is a large gang with a group of small gangs underneath, and the relationship between the two parties is similar to that of a group company and its subordinate subsidiaries, or to put it more bluntly, it is the subordinate relationship between the "Wuyue Sword Faction" and the "Huashan Faction".

Since Shinjuku belongs to the Tokyo metropolitan area, it is naturally the territory of "Sumiyoshikai". In the same way, the organizational form of "Sumiyoshi Society" is the same, the top level is the head office of Sumiyoshi Society, and there are more than a dozen first-level franchise associations such as Kobayashi Club and Kohei family, and the members of the head office are the presidents of each small club, and then these first-level franchise associations are also attached to the second-level franchise associations, and the members of the first-level franchise associations are the presidents of the second-level franchise associations.

As the saying goes, the general trend of the world must be divided for a long time, and there is only one reason why these big and small gangsters can unite together, and that is to get rich together.

What is about to happen today is at this Sumiyoshikai second-level franchise gang called "Tanakakai".

Towards evening, several black sedans slowly stopped in front of a luxuriously decorated custom shop on the side of the street, and a dozen big men in suits and leather shoes with grim faces got out of the car, enclosing the door of the extended Lincoln in the center of the convoy and the gate of the custom store, forming a pedestrian passage.

A few middle-aged people with big bellies got out of the luxury car drunk, laughed loudly and walked into the door of the custom shop, and the shopkeeper nodded and waited aside.

The bodyguards on both sides followed, leaving only four people to continue to guard both sides of the gate.

Pedestrians on the road turned a blind eye to all this, as if they had become accustomed to the behavior of this group of people. And the bodyguards guarding the door were also indifferent to the men and women passing in front of them, and only glanced coldly from behind the sunglasses and looked away.

There weren't many tourists in the area, and as the night deepened, it was now even more empty, and the big men still stood dutifully, without even moving their feet, and the long standing seemed to have not made them feel tired.

In the distance, a man came from the corner of the street, taller than the average Japanese, but he could be seen to be very young, his steps were brisk and casual, and the baseball cap on his head was pressed low against his face, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.

The bodyguards kept watching his every move, knowing that the young man was walking along the sidewalk on one side and trying to turn the corner into the custom shop, so they reached out to block him.

"It's not open today, you can go and play in another place." One of the bodyguards said in Japanese, although his attitude was quite sincere, but his tone was unmistakably cold.

The young man was quite tall, and he was not afraid to look at the two hands standing in front of him, raised his eyebrows, and argued in fluent English: "What are you doing! Isn't this place for people to play, why are you stopping me? ”

When the guard saw that the man did not speak Japanese, he understood that he was an ignorant tourist, so he rudely pushed him and scolded him loudly in broken English: "No foreigners, get out of here!" ”

"Hey, don't touch me, or I'll call the police!" The young man refused to leave, and shook off the guard's hand and shouted unrelentingly.

"Yaga! Do you want to die, huh? ”

The other three guards also gathered around with a curse, and one of them took off his sunglasses, revealing the long scar on his face.

A cold smile suddenly flashed on the young man's face hidden under the brim of his hat, and when the four of them approached, four pitch-black spikes stretched out from their shoulders and stabbed them in the jaws at lightning speed, and the black thorns drilled all the way up into their brains, and the bodyguards couldn't make the slightest sound, and their brains were already stirred to pieces, and they couldn't die anymore.

It only took a moment to snatch the lives of four people, but the expression on the young man's face did not change in the slightest, he stretched out his hand to hold the four dead people, and slowly dragged them into the dark alley behind, without attracting anyone's attention, and then returned and pushed open the door of the custom shop, and walked straight in.

Downstairs is a whole large living room, in the middle is the bar counter, surrounded by luxurious sofa seats, soothing music is playing in the stereo, which makes people very relaxed, but because it is not open, so the entire first floor is empty, only two women dressed in glamorous clothes are smoking leisurely, seeing that it is a stranger who pushes the door in, and screams in fright and locks it behind the sofa. The young man laughed and whistled loudly at the two frightened women.

The whistle immediately attracted the attention of the bodyguards who were drinking on the second floor, and after a while, more than a dozen men in suits ran downstairs.

"Who, how did you get in!"

The bodyguards surrounded the young men, and one of them ran over and pushed open the gate to look outside, but did not find his companion who was guarding outside. Murders between Japanese underworld groups are frequent, and no one present knows that the four people are more than lucky, so they hear the sound of "tipping" one after another, and everyone pulls out short knives from their suits, and the tips of the knives are pointed at the young men.

"How can you cultivate, dare to provoke Tanaka, today is your death!"

Surrounded by a dozen wicked men with sharp blades in their hands, the young man did not feel nervous at all, but stretched out his fingers and plucked out his ears, and asked impatiently, "I say, do any of you speak English?" ”

The gangsters roared and pounced.

The young man kicked on the chest of the nearest big man, kicked the man weighing 100 pounds far away, and slammed into the marble bar, his body twisted badly, and he didn't make a sound.

The shocking blow stunned everyone.

The young man sneered, the dark gray slurry seeped out of the pores, flowed through the forearms, wrists and fingers, condensed into two long knives, he took the initiative to rush towards the gangsters, brandished the knife and jumped into the enemy group, like a tiger into the flock of sheep frantically harvesting human lives, where he said that there was a river of blood, no one was his enemy, less than 2 minutes, there was no one who could stand.

Damn, it's too big, and I don't have any room to live... Annoyed, he took off the hat with blood on his head and stuffed it into his jacket pocket, and walked upstairs with his legs up. This young man who can transform is Luo Zhijian, who came to Japan to do business.

There was also a box on the second floor, where five gangsters of a higher rank were drinking and playing cards, unaware of what was happening outside, until Luo Zhijian pushed the door in and was shocked to see something wrong, took out a pistol and shot at him. Luo Zhijian stretched out a hand, slurry came out of the palm of his hand, stretched out a barrier in front of him, and the bullets hit it with a "poof" sound, but none of them could penetrate it, and they all fell to the ground.

Luo Zhijian bared his white teeth, and viscous slurry poured out from all over his body, enveloping him tightly, turning him into a terrifying monster more than three meters tall.

The presence of gluttony crushed everyone's nerves, and they howled in horror to escape, but the monster was guarding the only exit, where could they run?

The sole survivor struggled to crawl, his legs cut off to his knees, and he had to dig his fingers at the ground to move forward little by little to get away from the demon.

The blood made the ground slippery, and every step he took required a lot of energy, and he was soon exhausted, and he could only lock himself in the corner as much as possible, but the tall shadow behind him kept hanging over him, and the demon never left half a step.

He turned his head and cried hysterically: "Don't. Don't kill me..."

Gluttony stretched out his huge claws, grabbed the man's neck, and lifted him up to him. The long tail poked out from behind the monster, and the sharp spurs on the tip of the tail slashed lightly across his face, and blood immediately poured out.

Only 30 cm from the monster's hideous face, a huge mouth with three rows of sharp teeth, a tongue full of barbs, and a fishy smell made the surviving gangster collapse instantly. His eyes bulged, his body trembled like chaff, and warm liquid trickled down his crotch.

Although Tao Tao is a monster on the surface, he is still a human on the inside, and this guy's performance made Luo Zhijian a little disgusted, so he carried him a little farther away, so as not to get on his body with urine.

"Where is Hideryu Tanaka?" He asked viciously.

The survivor has lost his own mind, and is willing to do anything to survive, pointing upstairs without thinking.

Gluttony carried him, climbed the wall hand and foot, and climbed up to the third floor.

Under the guidance of the underworld, he found a door to a luxurious golden one.

The gluttony dragged him all the way, striding through the hallway, pushing the closed door open.