"Terada Yamada, 51 years old, from the martial arts faction, head of the executive department of the Yoshijo Plenum, the second person in the association, the president of the second generation of the Meyama Taoist Association, and the sixth generation of Kenichi Taoka are sworn brothers, firmly control the richest Tokyo metropolitan area, in addition to pornography, drugs and other illegal industries, but also involved in Kabukicho, real estate, entertainment and non-performing assets, known as the most promising candidate to become the seventh generation of the Yoshitsukikai."

Chen Zhiyu was in charge of explaining, "The hometown of the sixth generation is in the Tama area, and it is rumored that the high-level officials of the Tama Police Station often accept bribes from the Yoshiquankai, so the relationship is not ordinary; But then again, where did you get the stick? ”

"This, in this situation, I always feel unsafe without a little guy to defend myself, so I ...... it."

Gao Bo hurriedly put the throwing stick back in his pocket, scratched his head, and said with a hippie smile, "We didn't report it, because we were afraid that Team Leader Xu and Sister Qiao would worry." ”

Shi Zhengmin and Zeng Dan didn't say anything, but glanced at Gu Ji.

Don't think about it, among the three trainee special police officers, only Gu Ji has the courage to make such a decision.

But there was no shame on Gu Ji's face.

In fact, he was really right to carry a weapon to defend himself, and if it weren't for the police department, they would definitely have fought the gang just now.

Then, Gu Ji pointed to the thin and black middle-aged man who was walking side by side with Wang Xueming, with a pair of triangular eyes cloudy like a poisonous snake, "What about him?" ”

"Osamu Ogura, 39 years old, acting president of the Yoshiquan Association, in charge of the North American branch, the number three person in the association, the president of the Abdominal Association, often active in Kantoku and North America, its main business is usury, gambling, fraud and money laundering, and he operates a number of casinos."

Gu Ji had also done his homework before coming to Dongying.

There is public information on the Internet about the high-level leaders of the Ji Plenum, but there are no photos, and there are no specific people.

After listening to Chen Zhiyu's introduction, he understood why Wang Xueming walked with the thin black monkey.

After all, northern Myanmar is from the background of wire fraud and gambling.

"You've found out that you're already a little behind."

Inoue Takaaki, who had finished reporting to the counselor of the police station, came over, listened to Lang Shaobo's translation of a few words, and then interjected in English:

"Although on the surface, Osamu Ogura is the third child of the Yoshitsu Plenum, but in fact, he has long been surpassed by the chairman of the board of directors, Abe Shigemoto, who is a very young gang, mainly active in Hokkaido and South Korea before, and made a fortune with drugs and medical treatment."

"After leading his subordinates to join the Yoshienjo Plenum, in one fell swoop by the six generations of the eye, against the public, promoted to the chairman of the association, Abe Shigemoto is extremely ambitious, never stingy with money for his subordinates, secretly recruited a lot of retired police, members of the Self-Defense Forces, weapons and equipment are also the best in the community, robbed a lot of old gangsters, and even won part of the Tokyo metropolitan area of singing and dancing, in the eyes of young generations, the prestige is second only to Terada Yamada, known as the 'dragon of good books'."

Follow Inoue's wise gaze.

Gu Ji saw a slender middle-aged man standing behind Teraoka Yamada, wearing a cheap dark gray suit, a retro oil head of two or eight points, and the sideburns on both sides were slightly gray.

Shigemoto Abe.

After listening to Jiang Na for so long in the background of the police arrest, I finally saw the real person today.

"So, the future boss of Ji Quanhui was born among the three of them?"

Gao Bo listened with relish, and pointed to a middle-aged man with a flat head, a numb face, and sunglasses in the group, "Who is that flat head, it seems to be very stylish." ”

"The head of the Kawawang Society, the third largest designated violent society in Toei."

After speaking, Inoue Takaaki turned his head to look at Gu and the others, "Originally, there was also the fourth person who participated in the campaign, Secretary Otsuka Katsuka, the leader of the village wood group, who controlled logistics and shipping, but was shot dead by a gunman when he went to Kabukicho to have fun in the early hours of yesterday morning. ”

Gu Ji raised his eyebrows.

It turned out that it was the No. 4 person in Ji Quanhui who was killed by the killer that night, and he remembered that when he was observing the gang in the square just now, he saw a familiar figure, as if it was the leader of the thugs who shot at the female killer with a gun that night.

Zeng Dan asked casually.

"Officer Inoue, has there been any progress in this shooting?"

"Not yet, but our search lesson temporarily listed Osamu Ogura as an important suspect, because the heart of the association is in charge of usury and gambling, and set up a trap to Otsuka Katsuka's younger brother, causing his family to be ruined, so the two have a deep feud, plus the death of the sixth generation, the club needs to run for the new president, you understand......"

At the end of the conversation, Inoue spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders.

I don't know if the language exchanged by several people is too special, Wang Xueming and the Korean army, who were following Osamu Ogura, looked sideways, and seemed to be a little curious about the identities of several people.

Shi Zhengmin also sensed this.

However, Guoan's current goal is only Liang Hongsha, so he continues to focus on Abe Shigemoto.

In addition to the ponytail man who followed him, there was also a man and a woman who attracted Gu Ji's attention, both of them were not very old, with short hair, handsome and lovely facial features, and their hip joints were quite stable when they walked, which required high stability control of body posture, and they needed to keep the core part in a tightened state at all times.

Only people who have been training in martial arts for a long time would do that.

For example, boxers, UFC athletes, and so on.

It seems that as Inoue Takaaki said, the members under Abe's Shigemoto are indeed extraordinary, and most of them are retired military and police personnel, or have received special training.

This is not uncommon in gangs, criminal organizations.

It's like a drug trafficking syndicate made up entirely of retired, defected special forces: Los Getas.

After the interlude, the memorial ceremony was finally officially ushered in.

The memorial hall resounded with a burst of magnificent and solemn Dongying Buddhist music, and the Dongying presided over the Dongying in an orange robe, and personally led the monks to preside over the farewell ceremony for the six generations.

The major gang bosses and thugs also consciously stopped rioting and whispering.

According to the generation and the size of the gang, they line up to enter the memorial hall in turn, and the boss with status will also put on a stick of incense.

The photographs and remains of the six generations are enshrined in the white chrysanthemum platform below the golden Buddha statue.

Gu Ji, these policemen, would definitely not bow and salute the gang boss in Dongying, so they casually found a corner of the memorial hall to stay.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he went around to the rear from the connecting passage between the main hall and the side hall, and sure enough, he saw two small single-story long buildings.

And there is no back road behind the mountain, only a steep wild forest.

Dead.

In other words, once the gang seals the entrance to the mountain pass, then everyone will become a turtle in the urn.

Unless you risk rolling down a steep wild hillside.

Back in the square, the memorial service lasted until 11:50 a.m., ending just before noon.

Then, under the arrangement of the six generations of the family, all the gangsters and guests moved to the dining hall behind the main hall to eat.

You can dine as soon as you hear it.

Gao Bo instantly came to his senses, he really didn't have any interest in the funeral of these cat-crying rats and fake merciful gangsters, it was better to dry rice.

The temple's dining hall is a very simple Japanese-style tatami dining hall.

Guests need to take off their shoes and sit cross-legged on small wooden tables, because there are more people, all the partitions are opened, and the city is long, and the gangsters sit on both sides, like centipedes.

For fear of clashes with gangsters again.

During the meal, the counselor of the police station specially arranged them and Inoue Takaaki to be next to Tama police officers, so they were relatively close to the high-level members of the Yoshitsunakai community.

Gu Ji took a bite of the rice ball, looked at it with his spare eyes, and asked Lang Shaobo to be his translator.

Don't think about how rich the temple meal is.

It's all vegetarian, rice balls, vegetable tempura, miso soup, and so on.

Not to mention that they are not used to eating, those fat and strong gangster thugs find it difficult to swallow, so many people hastily withdraw after a few bites, and then replace the next batch of people.

Is today's funeral nothing more than that?

Just when Gu Ji thought that the so-called crisis was just a brief conflict in the square before.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, someone slapped the table hard, startling everyone present, and it was Teraoka Yamada.

This moment reflects the prestige of the number two person in the club.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of gangster thugs stood up, and the originally noisy dining hall was instantly silent, so quiet that it seemed to be heard dropping a needle.

Teraoka Yamada's eyes didn't blink, but there was anger between his eyebrows.

"Osamu Ogura, the memorial ceremony of Miyama has just ended, and it's rude to talk about this now!"

"Etiquette?"

Osamu Ogura snorted coldly, and pointed in the direction of the mountain in a gloomy manner, "Now the streets in the Tama area are full of patrol police, and the brothers under his hands are being checked in and out, where is the face of Yoshiquanhui?" Is it just a joke for the outside world? The country can't be without a king for a day, and if it drags on like this, the community will be scattered! ”

At the beginning, these bosses talked about the follow-up of the funeral of the sixth generation, but gradually, Osamu Ogura opened his mouth to propose the early election of the seventh generation president, which caused the dissatisfaction of Teraoka Yamada.

The bald counselor sitting on the side had a slightly displeased expression.

After all, this is referring to their police station.

As the second-in-command of the Tama Police Department, when the sixth generation is alive, he has to be polite when he talks to him, not to mention these second-level branches under his hands.

"The Metropolitan Police Department has deployed police forces, what is the reason, you don't know? From the death of the president to the present, you have fought openly and secretly, and committed many violent cases! ”

The bald counselor threw the spoon on the table, wiped his mouth with a white towel, and said in a strange manner: "I don't care how you campaign within the Ji Plenum, let me make the movement a little smaller, it's really a big trouble, don't blame our police for killing us when the time comes!" ”

"Hehehe, hey, the dignified police officer of the police department, how can he play threats like a violent club......"

Osamu Ogura poofed and grinned.

He is in charge of the North American branch and lives overseas all the year round, so he naturally looks down on these Dongying policemen, and he is not afraid of offending them.

The bald counselor had never been humiliated like this, and he was so angry that he scolded him on the spot.

"Sister Te!!"

"What! Are the police amazing? Do you want to beat me up? ”

Osamu Ogura stood up abruptly, and with his men.

The hall suddenly became tense.

Only Abe Shigemoto still uses a spoon, drinking miso soup unhurriedly, and even has the leisure to blow it, as if he can't hear the quarrel at all.

"Enough!"

Teraoka Yamada shouted angrily, and just wanted to reach out and pat the table again, but suddenly he couldn't help but cough while covering his chest, "Ahem, cough, ......"

"Big brother!"

The subordinate in charge of serving hurriedly rushed up to support him, and took out a bottle of first-aid medicine such as a quick-acting heart-saving pill from his pocket, "Big brother, this is a medicine ......"

"It turns out that the highest-ranking No. 2 person has a heart attack, no wonder that Osamu Ogura dares to bare his teeth in front of him."

Gao Bo took the rice balls and put them in his mouth, and finally it was their turn to watch the gangster fight scene.

If Teraoka Yamada fell ill at this time, the funeral ceremony would probably be completely over, Gu Ji was about to raise his wrist to look at the time, but Chen Zhiyu next to him muttered: "Why did the mobile phone suddenly run out of signal......

It turned out that she had been secretly recording with her mobile phone.

When Gu Ji heard this, he frowned, vaguely feeling that something was not quite right, and also took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

The same no signal.

Oops!!

He reacted instantly, grabbed Gao Bo and Chen Zhiyu beside him, and said urgently:

"Let's go! There is a problem with the funeral! ”

"Poof——!

In an instant, Teraoka Yamada suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing Abe Shigemoto's face, and the warm blood stained his handsome facial features and white shirt all red.

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!!"

All the thugs of the Mountain Road Club hurriedly pounced.

The bald counselor sitting at the same table, Wang Xueming and the others, were all stunned, and they couldn't have imagined that Teraoka Yamada's condition was so serious.

Osamu Ogura was slightly stunned at first, and then his expression couldn't help laughing, as if the adventurer had climbed over a certain mountain and saw the dawn of victory.

Teraoka Yamada's facial features were so hideous that they were almost distorted, as if he was enduring a sharp pain like tearing, and he finally grinned, and his teeth were full of scarlet blood, "Rice, rice is poisonous!" ”

"How can it be repaired!! No one is allowed to leave! ”

"Who's doing it!!"

"Big brother, he laughs the most! Katsuka Otsuka of the Muraki Group was killed by him, and now he is poisoned again! ”

"Hehehe......" Osamu Ogura saw the thug pointing the finger at him, and immediately lowered his face, sneered, and even burst out in English: "Fake oil stepmother!" Otsuka Katsuka didn't kill me, I have known Teraoka for fifteen years, there is no injustice and no hatred, what kind of poison did I give! Do you have water in your brain? ”

With that, he pointed to the bald counselor.

"Maybe this matter was done by the police, taking advantage of the fact that we have no leader, completely defeat Ji Quanhui, or Abe Shigeben, this kid is a white-eyed wolf, secretly robbing how much territory the elders of the community have, and it may even be that the King of Sichuan will send someone to poison him, why are you staring at Lao Tzu!"

"Sister! How can we police poison people, you don't want to spew blood!! ”

The bald counselor also stood up, and the police behind him immediately surrounded him.

And Gu Ji and the others were secretly retreating outside the hall under his reminder and pull.

The drug is extremely toxic, and in just a few words, Teraoka Yamada's eyes have long been scarlet, and even two lines of blood are oozing outward, and he pulled out the samurai short knife behind his waist, and the silver light flashed:

"No one here!!"

(End of chapter)