With Koichi Kyoda and Noshienen, the five old guys, 'Iketani Emon', Ryusuke Ishikawa, Oyama, Ooka, and Squid, strolled through the lush mountains and forests as if they were on an outing. The abandoned radar station on Mt. Akita was the place where the five of them practiced their guns back then. Not to mention the inaccessibility, and there is a basement of four or five hundred square meters at the bottom of this radar station. Hiding inside to practice guns can also avoid making noises.

After walking for more than thirty minutes, those Black Flag Alliance newcomers who were carrying large bags and small bags and two boxes of guns and bullets were already tired and out of breath.

This abandoned radar station, the scars and broken walls were already overgrown with weeds, and Ishikawa Ryusuke waved the sharp hundred slash in his hand to split the weeds around him, and only then did he find the entrance to the basement at the bottom of the radar station.

Kooka, who has a strange power, directly pushed open a stone slab that covered the entrance to the basement, revealing a dark hole.

When the slate was pushed away, the piercing scream of the bat was heard.

'Twitter...'

Dozens of bats fluttering their wings scurried out of the dark hole. The bad boys such as Kyoda Koichi and Ye Qiyuan were scared and turned pale.

"Just a few bats, scared like this? Follow me down! Lu Renjia reminded him, then raised his flashlight and walked down the mossy stone steps.

With the eldest brother of 'Iketani Emon' taking the lead, Kyoda Koichi and these Black Flag Alliance newcomers can only go in hard.

As the young men walked down the slippery steps, the glow of the flashlight saw the mottled bullet holes in the walls around them. Immediately amazed.

"How come there are so many bullet holes"

"Wow, there are so many shells."

"There are bullet holes everywhere..."

The five of them looked at each other and smiled, and Ryusuke Ishikawa said proudly, "Back then, we followed our eldest brother here to practice marksmanship, and after covering the hole. Even here with machine-gun fire. I can't hear it outside."

Look at the impatient look of these Black Flag Alliance newcomers. Lu Renjia smiled and said, "Open the box"

Hearing the orders of the eldest brother of 'Iketani Guard', these newcomers of the Black Flag Alliance couldn't wait to pry open the wooden box. Then the light of the flashlight, when they saw the rows of brand-new firearms, the newcomers of the Black Flag Alliance, who couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, screamed again and again.

"It's MP4... Cruel!! Just like in the movies!! ”

"Wow Colt, this is really Colt... It's so heavy, it's a lot heavier than those replica guns."

"And this revolver!! Hahaha In those old gangster movies, they all use revolvers!! ”

These newcomers to the Black Flag League can't help but play with brand-new firearms.

"You little devils, you don't even have a gun! MP4 and Colt these two guns, don't think about it! Your mission is to learn how to use the simplest of firearms, the revolver, in three days! This S&WM686 has a capacity of six rounds! Weighs 1.3 kilograms. 9 mm caliber bullets were used. Effective range 50 meters! Remember this because you must know that this thing in your hand can kill people within how many meters, and how many meters away, pulling the trigger is a waste of bullets!! Lu Renjia said in a deep voice.

If you study well, you will naturally not go to Lanling Middle School, a school full of bad teenagers, although Kyoda Koichi, Ye Qiyuan, and Determined Determination are bad teenagers, in terms of learning, they are all scumbags. But what man doesn't have a craving for firearms? Twenty-nine Black Flag Alliance newcomers, no matter how stupid they are. I also firmly remember the words spoken by the eldest brother of 'Iketani Emon'.

After Ishikawa Ryusuke, Oyama, Ogaoka, and Squid teach how to load bullets, how to open the brake and lock, and how to pull the trigger to fire. Lu Renjia said in a deep voice, "Gun, only when it sounds, it is called a gun." If it doesn't work, it's like a piece of scrap metal! When you have a gun, the first thing to know. Where are the characteristics of this gun with a revolver, because he does not need to eject the cartridge case like a semi-automatic pistol, so he will never jam! Even if it doesn't hit, he will automatically move on to the next nest. Pull the trigger once more. You can still fire. This is his merit. Of course, the disadvantages are also obvious. Small bullet capacity and high recoil are his shortcomings! ”

"So Ooka and Oyama let you do push-ups every day. It is to strengthen your arms and wrists. Two revolvers, each of which makes up for the disadvantage of having less ammunition capacity! After that, Lu Renjia pointed to the dark surroundings, "The world of the police is during the day, and the paradise of the gangsters at night, although the current gangsters have forgotten their morality, but every gangster knows that if they use firearms during the day, they will definitely cause big trouble!" So most of the time it's dark here at night. It's just enough to let you get used to the feeling of shooting at night for the next three days, we will eat and live here, I don't require you to be able to shoot the head, but at least you must be able to hit the target within 50 meters! Let's get started."

"I know the big brother" Kyoda Koichi, Ye Qiyuan and other new members of the Black Flag League responded in unison.

Immediately afterward, Ryusuke Ishikawa and the four of them used the paint they had prepared in advance to paint a human figure on the bullet-ridden wall.

'Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang'

'Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang'

'Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang... Bang'

A low sound echoed in the dark basement, and even the stubborn big steel tooth Yashida held a revolver in his other hand and began to shoot slowly.

Once in the world of the "League of Assassins", Lu Renjia knew that there was no shortcut to ordinary people on the way to firearms. The sharpshooters were fed with boxes of bullets, and only then did they ask for 50,000 rounds of ammunition from the Great Golden Tooth at once. It is estimated that after each of these twenty-nine Black Flag Alliance newcomers fired one or two thousand rounds, even the stupidest guys could hit a fixed target within 50 meters. In a gang fight, that's enough.

Anyway, there are bullets, and after an afternoon, these Black Flag Alliance newcomers are still in the excitement of touching the gun for the first time. Each fired three to five hundred rounds of ammunition. But at night, Kyoda Koichi, Ye Qiyuan and others made a sad discovery. The palms of his hands are swollen and purple. Some are even shaking with chopsticks.

Fortunately, there is Xiaogang, a full-time wet nurse, on the barren mountains and mountains. Set up the iron pot you brought and boil a pot of hot water. Drop dozens of towels. Let those black flag league new ding hot compresses with swollen and purple hands. The excitement of the first day passed, and in the next two days, under the guidance of Ishikawa Ryusuke, Ooka, Oyama, and Squid, most of them were able to achieve a hit rate of about 40 percent within 50 meters. What surprised Lu Renjia the most was that with a plaster cast on his left hand and insisting on practicing with his right hand alone, he was able to achieve a hit rate of 70 percent.

Shinjuku at night is once again transformed into a paradise for adults. It's still the colorful neon of all kinds. The cowherd in a straight suit smiled like a star and was courteous to those rich old women. And those women with heavy makeup. shows his most attractive side to the middle-aged men who come and go.

With the 'elixir of youth', the magical reputation of giving middle-aged and elderly men a second spring has spread among a group of high-income middle-aged white-collar workers. The business of the various clubs and custom shops in Kabukicho is much more prosperous than before. Middle-aged white-collar workers with big bellies or wigs lined up to come.

Since Yoshida Xiong was destroyed by the five old guys of 'Iketani Emon', the territory that originally belonged to the Yoshida family has long been divided between Masao Uejima and Matsumoto Aoki. In the territory of the Shangdao family, the Shangdao Club is the Shangdao family's own business field, this situation. For each gang that can gain a foothold in Shinjuku Ichiban Street and Niban Street, it is not only a symbol of status, but also a manifestation of strength.

At this time, the crowded Shangdao Club in the past was hung with a closed card in front of the clubhouse. Even the brilliant neon sign in the doorway dimmed.

In the Shangdao Clubhouse, more than 30 hot women of all colors stood tremblingly in the hall, their heads bowed, and their faces showed unbearable expressions. A woman's miserable wail came from her ears.

"Stop fighting, please, don't hit Mr. Uejima, I really don't know it's poison? Pin: Ah, this is the health medicine that Mr. 'Iketani Emon' asked me to buy for him, I really don't know it's poison? Quality... What if you know it's poisonous? I don't dare to secretly bring it to sell it in the store..."

Masao Ueshima, who was holding a cigar, waved his hand. The three subordinates of the Ueshima family, who took the belt and greeted the high-end goods in the clubhouse on the ground, stopped.

Masao Ueshima picked up a blue and green pill on the table and looked at it for a while. With a grim smile on his face, he muttered to himself, "Hmph! Ikatani Emon ... Lao Tzu didn't bother you. But you put one foot in the foot. Do you really think that after killing Yoshida, others won't dare to touch you? ”

With a cigar in his mouth, Masao Uejima slowly walked up to the red card of Kabukicho, who had been stripped naked and covered with bruises, and asked with a sneer, "Mirika, Mirika, how long have you been working here?" ”

Mirika, who was bruised by three members of the Yoshida family with a belt, ignored the pain on her body and struggled to climb to Masao Uejima's feet, begging, "Mr. Ueshima, please let me go, I really don't know if these are poisons?" Please, give me a chance, please give me a chance, I don't dare anymore."

The first thing a woman who begs for a living in Kabukicho is not how to please her customers, but how to know the rules of the yakuza clan. In Shinjuku Ichiban Street, Niban Street, which is mixed with dragons and snakes. There are no less than 100 gangs of all sizes. Among them, the local gangs in Japan are naturally the most powerful, in addition to the Fuqing Gang, the Vietnamese Gang, the Korean Gang and other gangs of the Chinese.

But without exception, poison? Taste this big cake, if that gang wants to intervene and not kill seven or eight people, it is absolutely impossible. Because of this, each gang will poison their own territory? The business is regarded as its own forbidden territory. If someone dares to step on the line, there is no room for compromise. It will only be solved by force.

As a woman begging for a living in Kabukicho, Mirika, who was beaten and bruised, of course knew what to get from 'Iketani Emon', but under the temptation of a commission of sixty dollars each, who wouldn't want to make more money while she was young? But in this situation, I can only bite the bullet and say that I don't have that 'youth medicine' is a health care medicine. Because once she changes her words, then Mirika will definitely be brutally punished by Masao Ueshima, and it will be light to break her tendons and tendons. Whether he can save his life is two words.

Looking at Mirika, who was holding his ankle and begging, Masao Uejima slowly squatted down, with a playful smile on his face, "Mirika, your face is still so beautiful to answer my question, how long have you been working with me?" ”

"Two or two years, Mr. Ueshima, I've been working here for two years," Mirika stammered.

Looking at Mirika's childish face, Masao Ueshima said coldly, "Two years? It's been a long time, and I still remember that when you first came here two years ago, you were a poor student from Hokkaido who came to Shinjuku alone in order to pay off the loan shark owed by your bad gambler father. Wearing a school uniform to apply for a job, right? I seem to have heard that last year you paid off the loan shark for your family, and you found a good school for your younger brothers and sisters. He's an accountant in one of my business partners' company, and if he hadn't told me about that business partner, maybe I wouldn't have known that you sell such an expensive 'health medicine' in my shop, and since you said it was a 'health medicine', there are seven left, you should take them all."

"No... Don't, don't, Mr. Ueshima, please let me go, Mirika doesn't dare anymore, I can make money for the company, I can make money for the company for free," the frightened Mirika couldn't stop crying. Because she knows, as long as it's poison? Product. Where is the chance of survival if you overdose?

"Oh? Make money for the company for free? Well, it sounds tempting, just tell me, who else is secretly selling this 'health medicine' in the clubhouse. I'm just thinking about not letting you swallow all these 'health pills'!" ”

Hearing this, the trembling Mirika looked back at the former sisters who had lowered their heads to avoid their gaze, and a few of them who had quarreled with Mirika had already turned pale with fright. I'm worried that Mirika will pull these people on her back as a backing. But to everyone's surprise, Mirika actually said, "Mr. Uejima, I really don't know, I also met Ryusuke Ishikawa by chance to get this 'health medicine'."

"Humph! Editor: Continue to make it up, since you don't want to say it, then you can swallow all these 'health pills'" As soon as Masao Uejima's voice fell, three members of the Uejima family had already walked over, one of them held Mirika's hands, and the other broke Mirika's mouth and poured the seven 'youth potions'.

These women who are also begging for a life in Kabukicho, no one thought that Mirika would bite to death and refuse to admit it, looking at the pleading eyes of Mirika in the struggle, some of these trembling sisters have secretly taken out their mobile phones and sent text messages to 'Iketani Emon', the most moral veteran. (To be continued.) )