Back in the room, Gu Ji checked his backpack.

Aside from the VX nerve agent and the ERC information jammer, there was nothing in the backpack.

He placed the two objects close to his body and lay down on the bed.

Early the next morning.

Gu Ji was woken up by the alarm on his mobile phone.

He washed up briefly, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Gao Bo coming out at the same time, and the two waited for Wu Kang in the restaurant for a while, and after breakfast, they took a taxi to the nearby electrical appliance mall to purchase self-defense items.

Anti-wolf spray is defined as security supplies and police equipment in China, which theoretically cannot be bought and sold at will, but it is legal in Dongying and can be seen everywhere.

These so-called protective sprays are actually chili water, and the main effect is the capsaicin in it.

The heat of common chili peppers is 20,000 shu, and the heat of anti-wolf spray can be as high as 2 million to 3 million shu, compared to 5.3 million shu for military tear gas.

Therefore, once it is sprayed on the human face, it will temporarily lose the target's vision within 1~3 seconds, and it will not be able to open the eyes at all, and it will also cause a strong cough in the upper respiratory tract, making people lose the ability to resist, which can last for about half an hour.

In addition to this, the trio also purchased three mechanical slingers.

I don't know if it's because of Dongying regulations, the stick head is made of engineering plastics, and the hitting performance and durability are worse than those of alloys, but the stick body is metal, which is at least enough for self-defense.

Gu Ji bought the 21-inch version, which is also the size he usually uses in SWAT teams.

As soon as he finished paying, Lang Shaobo called and asked where they were.

After receiving the three of them, everyone followed Shi Zhengmin and Inoue Takaaki's vehicles, changed into dark suits, and went to the Tama area of Tokyo, which is the hometown of the six generations of the Yoshitsuna, so the funeral memorial hall was naturally set up there.

The funeral process of Dongying is similar to that in China, and after the vigil, a memorial ceremony will be held on the second day.

Thinking about the clash with the yakuza in the Tama area just yesterday, Lang Shaobo was still a little excited, but he didn't expect to be back here today.

It was close to 10 a.m., and I finally arrived near the funeral memorial.

Located on a hillside in the suburbs, close to the courthouse, one can imagine how arrogant Jiquan would be.

And the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department is not easy to mess with.

For this funeral, the "Jiquanhui Funeral Operations Headquarters" was specially set up, and nearly 500 police officers were dispatched to the traffic roads around the funeral memorial hall to strictly check the passing gangster vehicles.

The seized contraband included more than 100 pistols, 192 knives, 169 illegal gang members arrested, and even some potassium nitrate powder, which was used to make explosives!

Wu Kang sat in the back row, listening to what Shi Zhengmin said on the walkie-talkie, and couldn't help but exclaim:

"More than a hundred guns, isn't it possible that these people are here to fight?"

"It's normal, the gang boss's enemies are the most, they usually stay in the community headquarters, even if they go out to do business, they will bring a large number of thugs to prevent others from sneak attacks and assassinations, today is the funeral of the sixth generation, Dongying big and small gang leaders will come to mourn, in order to prevent accidents, of course, you have to bring some self-defense guys."

After all, Lang Shaobo works in the Police Liaison Office, although he is not a police officer, he still knows a lot about the Dongying gang.

But Gu Ji felt that it was just a loud thunder and a small raindrop.

Yesterday's actions alone were enough to see that he came up and asked Inoue Takaaki to notify the Tama Regional Command Center to block traffic, but in the end, he still didn't keep the black Alpha of the Ryomoto Agency.

If he hadn't knocked over one of them with Lang Shaobo, he might have all run away.

During the conversation, we came to the halfway up the hill.

Both sides of the Banpo parking lot are densely packed with black vehicles, most of which are luxury cars, such as Mercedes-Benz Maybach, Lexus LS, and even the classic Toyota Century.

There are also more than a dozen gangsters in black suits standing around, bowing their heads at 90 degrees, and they all wear black seals on a white background on their chests, which is the emblem of the Jiquanhui, responsible for guiding the guests who come and go to mourn to park.

The stone steps in the center, paved with white chrysanthemums and black ribbons on both sides, lead to a splendid Buddhist hall at the top of the slope, which was converted into a temporary funeral memorial hall by the Ji Quanhui, in front of the memorial hall is a square, and a large number of gangsters and thugs are densely gathered on both sides, all of them are fierce and evil.

Not to mention standing in front of them, even if you look at it, you feel that it is full of oppression.

Gao Bo couldn't help but read a sentence in pieces.

"Good guy, this gangster boss's funeral is so big?"

"This is the funeral of the president of the second largest designated violent society in Dongying, with hundreds of billions of dollars in wealth, with the decline of the Yamaguchi Group, it has long been rumored that the Ji Quanhui is actually the largest gang, according to the preliminary statistics of the Metropolitan Police Department, almost all the leaders of more than 200 gangster organizations in Dongying were present, and nearly 1,000 people attended today's memorial ceremony."

Chen Zhiyu on the side opened his mouth to explain.

As soon as they walked onto the memorial square, two tall, thin young men in suits walked up and asked questions in Japanese while guiding them to a white tent.

When Lang Shaobo translated, he was asking which gang they came from and what their names were, which was actually asking for gift money.

Inoue made a phone call.

A moment later, a short middle-aged uncle walked over with four or five thugs laughing, and the younger brother of Ji Quanhui immediately bowed ninety degrees, and then the two sides began to communicate privately.

It seems that Inoue Takaaki doesn't know how to get through to the gang boss and divide them into his own gang.

Gu looked around, carefully examining the layout of this memorial hall, especially the main roads.

The whole hall consists of a large hall and two side halls, and there seems to be a building behind the main hall, which should be a place for monks to rest or eat.

There was only one staircase up the hill in front of the hill, and he couldn't see if there was a path behind the hill yet.

These gang brothers and thugs standing in the square are also wary of each other, but they have roughly formed two teams, one group should be a small group under the Ji Quanhui, and the other group is probably from other violent gangs.

Just as he seemed to see a familiar figure, Gao Bo suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Gu Ji, I saw the long ponytail that kidnapped the leader of the Fusong Gang at the university that day!"

"Team Leader Xu, Sister Qiao, there is a situation!"

Gu Ji notified Shi Zhengmin and Zeng Dan as soon as possible, and as a result of his gaze, a tall and thin young man wearing a black dark striped suit with a long ponytail came into view.

The facial features are covered by the ends of the forehead and sideburns, and they are a little difficult to see.

It can only be seen that his complexion is very white, so white that he hardly looks like a yellow race.

At this time, a junior brother quickly ran to the ponytail man's side, and after muttering a few words in his ear, he slowly turned his head and instantly met Gu Jisi's eyes.

It is a member of the good main company.

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows.

In the next second, the long ponytail walked quickly towards several people, and the thugs consciously followed behind, and along the way, dozens of people gathered, and everyone's face was unpredictable, with a full sense of oppression.

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Wu Kangtong shrank and said in a low voice:

"They're coming, what are we going to do?"

"Don't move yet, act when the opportunity arises."

Shi Zhengmin said unfairly, at the critical moment, the attitude of the commander will affect the psychological state of the players.

And Gu Ji had already quietly lowered his wrist to his waist, which was where he put his throwing stick, this detail also attracted Gao Bo's attention, and he also put his hand into his trouser pocket.

Soon, the ponytail man walked up to several people.

His expression was like facial paralysis, and his eyes were deep, like a shadow, and he looked a little chilling.

The little brother who was talking to the short gang boss immediately ran behind him.

Seeing that the scene became serious, the short boss laughed awkwardly, and took the initiative to get close to the ponytail man, but who knows, he was pushed away by the little brother under his hand.

"Ah, Nick (big brother)!"

"Huh!"

Dongying is very particular about seniority, the lower ones see the superiors, and the younger generations see the elders, they all need to bow, seeing their boss being insulted, several strong men behind him are angry, and they are about to pounce.

And the thugs beside the ponytail man also instantly arced up, twisting their wrists one by one to approach, and the black pressure was like a city wall.

This scene was naturally noticed by many gang members around.

Everyone whispered like watching a play.

But the ponytail man didn't seem to have any intention of starting a war with the short boss, he first bowed ninety degrees, although his expression was insincere, at least he gave the other party a step on the surface, and then he didn't know what to say, and looked at a few people again, especially Inoue Gaoming.

Lang Shaobo swallowed a mouthful of spit, sweat even oozed from his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "Officer Gu, it's over, the other party seems to have discovered our identity, questioning the boss, and the boss is justifying!" ”

In the end, the ponytail man said a word with "Saji" to Inoue.

In an instant, the gangsters in the square were like a fried pot, repeating this pronunciation one by one, ten by ten, one by one, revealing hideous faces one after another, and I don't know who whistled, and the thugs immediately gathered together and surrounded him.

Don't even think about it, you must have found out that Takaaki Inoue is a policeman!

Ponytail's subordinates grinned and scolded, and instantly pounced.

Lang Shaobo was so frightened that he almost went into cardiac arrest, but he heard three "whooshing" sounds in his ears, Gu Ji and Gao Bo took a sliding step, put on a fighting stance, and pulled out the slinger on his waist at the same time as Wu Kang, protecting all of them behind him.

At the same time, Takaaki Inoue also pulled out the pistol on his waist, which was a Sig Sauer's P230, which was much better than the M37 revolver of ordinary patrol officers.

Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, the thugs stopped in their tracks.

Inoue seemed to be accustomed to such a big scene, and in the face of the fierce eyes of hundreds of gangsters, he was not afraid, but took the initiative to step forward, put the muzzle of the gun against the head of one of the strong thugs, and constantly provoked with words, as if to say, "Whoever dares to move, will die." ”

The short boss turned pale with fright, and took his subordinates to the side, not daring to say anything more.

Inoue's identity as a clever policeman has been exposed, and at this time, he will help to speak, and even they will be swallowed alive by this group of gangsters in the square!

Just when the two sides are tense.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the memorial hall.

Many thugs consciously moved out of the way, only to see more than a dozen men and women in suits, walking slowly.

Among them, the leader, who was also scolded just now, is a middle-aged uncle in his forties and fifties, he looks a little like "Yasen" in the air crash level, even if he is old, wearing a suit, he can't hide his huge muscles, long gray-white hair, a small pill head, and a silver beard with scattered sideburns swaying in the wind, like a lion.

But what really made Gu Jitongkong shrink suddenly.

It was a slightly chubby man standing next to a thin and black monkey with triangular eyes, a pair of eyes half-shrugged, a mouth full of stubble, and black and blue hair was a little sloppy, although it was unkempt, but everywhere revealed a ruthlessness.

It turned out to be Wang Xueming!

Not only him, but he was also accompanied by two men and a woman, namely the undercover Chaojun, the crazy woman Pan Xinli, and Bai Mingming, the young owner of the Jinyuan Group in northern Myanmar.

I didn't expect the first meeting between the two to be in such a tense scene.

Truly.

Today is the funeral of the sixth generation of the Kyrgyzstan Plenary Meeting, and Wang Xueming and Bai Mingming, on behalf of the Bai family in northern Myanmar, will not mourn in person.

After a few months, the DPRK army has not changed much.

Wang Xueming's momentum is becoming more and more like a big brother, Pan Xinli still has dirty orange hair, I don't know if it is because of the serious relationship on today's occasion, or if her nerves affected by hallucinogens have improved, and she didn't laugh crazy.

I don't know if Gu Ji is too well hidden, or if the gun in Inoue's hand is more attractive.

Wang Xueming only glanced at him, and then focused all his attention on the police.

The white-haired boss had a very high prestige, and as soon as he spoke, everyone didn't dare to speak anymore and lowered their heads one after another.

After asking a few words about the situation.

A slightly balding middle-aged man beside him smiled, stood up and said a few words, and the white-haired boss told the thugs to retreat.

Lang Shaobo breathed a sigh of relief, "Whew, great, the counselor of the Tama District Police Station is here, we are saved." ”

In the official rank of the Toei police, the status of the counselor is second only to the head of the headquarters, and he is regarded as the second-in-command of the police department.

Really.

Inoue Takaaki also put down his pistol, walked up to the bald counselor, and saluted the report.

The counselor was accompanied by four or five policemen, reprimanded him, blaming them for acting in the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Search Section, and then continued to talk to the white-haired boss.

Gao Bo looked at the slinger in his hand and couldn't help but curse.

"Damn, this thing still doesn't have a gun, and it can't scare those gangsters."

"It's good that no conflict broke out, otherwise so many people rushed up together, let alone do it, they would have drowned us by spitting!"

Wu Kang was a little afraid, thinking that it was too risky to come to the gangster's funeral, and at least he had to prepare sufficient police forces to deal with it.

Gu Ji put away his stick and coldly observed the scattered gangsters, although he was limited by the orders of the white-haired boss and couldn't do anything, but from their grim eyes, it could be seen that the danger of several people had not really been solved, "Team Leader Xu, what is the origin of those gangster bosses who spoke just now, why did the senior officials of the Tama District Police Department mix with them?" ”