In that turbulent era, many heroes emerged, and many famous traitors were produced.

Chen Jie's mouth said that Kawashima Fangzi is the last descendant of the Qing Dynasty, her original name Jin Bihui is the daughter of Prince Heshuo Su of the Qing Dynasty, and later gave the Kawashima Sholang of the footbasin chicken as an adopted daughter, and became a Han girl who became a footbasin chicken as a lackey, and was the commander of the puppet Manchukuo at the time, planning the assassination of Zhang Dashuai and other historical events.

With this layer of identity, the Kawashima family of the foot basin chicken can obtain a lot of martial arts training methods in the Qing Dynasty.

After all, in that turbulent era, many traditional cultures and skills were broken and lost on a large scale, and most of them flowed into the hands of little devils.

"I'm just a side branch of the Kawashima family..... I've only heard the name Yoshiko Kawashima..... Minako Kawashima replied tremblingly. Having lost her legs, she is now a fish slaughtered on the chopping board, and she can only answer Chen Du's questions truthfully, for fear that if she responds late, she will lose some parts on her body.

"Then who taught you all those martial arts you learned?" Chen Jue asked curiously.

"It is taught by the instructors of the elite training camp, and the members of the warhead and assassination department of the Black Dragon Group will enter the training camp for intensive training after joining the organization. Minako Kawashima replied with a low expression.

"And combat assassination training?"

"I didn't expect you gangsters to be so slippery, it seems that I have to take the time to go to this black dragon group." Chen Jie's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this.

Many of the martial arts performed by Minako Kawashima have been lost in China. Since he had this opportunity to get in touch with it, Chen Jue naturally had the idea of returning his skills.

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The vehicle drove along the seaside road, and it took more than 3 hours to arrive at a bustling metropolis, and after glancing at the landmarks displayed on the road, Chen Jue knew that he had come to the Taito District of Kyoto.

At this time, it is already more than 12 o'clock at night, the city is brightly lit, and although there are few pedestrians on the road, you can see the lively atmosphere of the neighborhood.

The izakaya along the street is full of fireworks, KTVs, bars are crowded with people who have just left, and some gray industries are hanging colorful neon signs that are open.

"This is the headquarters of your Shobakai? It looks magnificent!" Chen Jue parked the car on the side of the street, pointed to the brightly lit building outside the window, and glanced at Jiro Inuzuka who was paralyzed in the co-pilot.

"Yes..... Yes..... They are in the office on the top floor." Inuzuka Jiro responded with a dry mouth, more than 3 hours of driving, but he didn't drink a drop of water on the side the whole time, and even wanted to pee, for fear of angering the demon around him.

Seeing that he was so cooperative, Chen Jue also smiled slightly, and after getting out of the cab, he first went to the back row, reached out and put his hand on the back of Minako Kawashima's neck, and knocked her out with a slight force to prevent her from escaping.

Then he walked to the co-pilot, dragged Inuzuka Jiro down, and led him into the headquarters building of the Matsuha Club.

There was a team of security personnel in suits at the entrance of the building, but after seeing Inuzuka Jiro who was supported by Chen Jie, these security personnel all nodded at him, but after seeing his dirty appearance and abnormal body, one of the security guards couldn't help but ask, "Vice President Inuzuka!" You're ......"

"Baga! Don't talk too much if you shouldn't ask! Don't stop here like a fool! I have important business, and now I'm going to see the president right away! Inuzuka Jiro twitched his face, feeling that the wrist that was being held by Chen Jue was gradually hurting, so he cooperated with the original vice president momentum.

"Hi. Hey!"

"The president and several elders have been meeting for a night, and they haven't left yet." These security guards are all low-level members of the Matsuba Society, and they are extremely respectful to high-level officials like Inuzuka Jiro, and after being reprimanded, they hurriedly get out of the way, and one of them even trotted forward to press the elevator for the two of them, for fear of angering the vice president.

The elevator went all the way to the twenty-ninth floor, and although the Shosuba Club was a gangster organization, it was a large-scale construction company that was announced to the public, and its headquarters was a place

The standard office building, the glass curtain wall outside, is not magnificent.

Waiting for the elevator door to open, Chen Jue walked along the splendid aisle of the renovated place under the guidance of Inuzuka Jiro, all the way to the room at the end of the passage.

There were eight bodyguards in suits standing at the gate, and after seeing Jiro Inuzuka, these eight people also nodded respectfully, and then turned around and opened the door to the room.

The rooftop office is not a traditional office building, but is decorated in the style of Japanese tatami mats, with a large calligraphy and painting of Renyi hanging on the wall, and samurai armor and rows of katana swords in the corner.

The seven elders of the Shogaba Society sitting around in the office were discussing the robbery of the goods, and the president of the Matsuba Club, Inada Kishikuma, was sitting under the calligraphy and painting, and two beautiful girls were accompanying him to pour him wine.

Seeing Inuzuka Jiro being helped in extremely embarrassed, Inuzuka Kishikuma's face showed surprise, and he slowly pushed away the wine glass handed over by the girl: "Inuzuka! How did you get this way? Done with the Black Dragons?"

"President... Things are messed up..."Inuzuka Jiro was about to open his mouth to explain, but Chen Jue threw him aside, and the whole person fell on the tatami mat with a thud.

"Bagaya deer! Which group are you the officer? "Seeing Chen Jue pushing people away so roughly, the other Pine Leaf Society elders who were sitting on the ground couldn't help but say.

Chen Jue ignored these elders, but quickly paced to the pair of benevolent calligraphy and painting and glanced at it, feeling that the writing had an eerie style, completely lacking the grandeur of calligraphy.

Then he glanced down at the rice field shore bear who was relaxed under the escort of the two girls, squatted down, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, grabbed the head of the Matsuba Club president and shook it vigorously: "Little devil, didn't you say you wanted to see me on the phone before? Now that I'm here, what do you have any last words to say?"

"Baga!" "Konoya deer!"

"Let go of the president!" The patriarchs bounced off the tatami mats, some with guns drawn, and some called for their men outside the door.

As for the rice field shore bear, his eyes widened, and he recognized Chen Jie's voice, it was the person who took Haruta's mobile phone, and glanced at Inuzuka Jiro who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and immediately knew the identity of the person in front of him, who was not a member of their Matsuba Club at all, but a deadly ghost who came to the door: "Hurry up..... Protect me!"

"He's the enemy!"

When the two glamorous girls who were serving on the side heard this, they changed their previous gentle and considerate appearance in the next second, one took out a pistol under the small table where the wine and food were placed, and the other took a hairpin off the top of his head and stabbed it straight into Chen Jie's eyes, his movements were extremely fast, and he looked like he had received long-term security training.

"Sure enough, the boss is afraid of death, and he is surrounded by guys who know how to handle several hands." Chen Jie's eyes narrowed, and while his thoughts were beating, he grabbed one hand violently, and in a burst of screams, twisted the slender jade hand that stretched out into a twisted shape. Immediately after a retraction, he brushed off the hairpin that the other party was holding.

The hairpin swirled in Chen Jie's hand, just like a pencil played in school, and it changed direction in his hand and slammed it to the left.

With a whoosh, the metal hairpin was like a bullet out of the air and cut an afterimage, piercing the forehead of the beautiful girl who was loading the pistol with a "poof", blood mixed with brain spurt all over the wall, and the gun-wielding girl collapsed backwards in response.