Starting from floating in Hong Kong

Chapter 431

Takahashi Hideshi and Ishikawa Shio soon left with Hashimoto in a coma, and they had to hurry back to the headquarters to report this major progress.

The headquarters of the Metropolitan Police Department was surprised and delighted by this incident, and quickly called an emergency meeting.

After the meeting, Takahashi Hideshi and Ishikawa Shio hurried to the Sagara Club and asked for a secret talk with Kariya Inuko again.

The Metropolitan Police Department directly asked Kariya Inuko to hand over more intelligence information, and they did not believe that Xiangle would only have this information.

In return, the Metropolitan Police Department will immediately launch a key attack on Xiang Wanghui.

Negotiations between the two sides lasted for more than two hours, and everyone was happy in the end.

After getting what he wanted, Hideshi Takahashi left in a hurry.

However, the middle and high-level members of the Xiangle Club were awakened from their sleep by a phone call, and regrouped in the headquarters for a meeting.

Facing the executives of the Sagara Club who were getting angry with getting up, Kariya Inuko announced her high-ranking program domineeringly.

"Now, go to war against the King Xianghui!"

"Revenge for Chairman Kariya!"

"Completely wipe out the Fragrance King Society!"

A series of slogans confused these people, and they wondered if they were not awake, or Kariya Inuzi had lost his mind due to excessive sadness.

Immediately, someone expressed dissatisfaction and ridicule, "Xiangwanghui is the second largest guild, and its strength is stronger than our Xianglehui. What are we going to use to start a war with Xiangwanghui?"

"What gave you courage?"

"You are asking for your own death! Anyway, I will not agree!"

"Yes, I won't agree either!"

Kariya Inuko narrowed his eyes, glanced sharply at several senior cadres who were opposed, and said in a strong tone: "Whether you agree or not, I have already started a war."

A senior cadre was quite indignant and complained, "Are you trying to ruin the Sagara Club? How can you be worthy of Chairman Kariya's hard work, you have to apologize!"

Others also shouted, as if they were loyal to the public, demanding that Kariya Inuzi be responsible for his reckless actions immediately.

"boom!"

Kariya Inuko stood up, slammed a samurai sword on the table, and said coldly: "If you don't participate, don't regret it."

After speaking, she grabbed the knife and walked away with the person.

Before the others could react, a mobile phone rang suddenly.

The senior cadre who received the call was taken aback for a moment, and was dumbfounded when he heard the words coming out of the phone.

"What did you say?! How is this possible?"

Before he could recover, the second cell phone rang, followed by the third, and the fourth...

At this time, all the people present received reports from their subordinates. On the phone, the subordinates conveyed the latest information to their superiors in a terrified and excited tone.

The president of the Fragrance King Association, Oshima, was taken away by the Metropolitan Police Department!
Three senior cadres of Xiangwanghui were also arrested!

The backbone of Xiangwanghui was assassinated!
The territory of Xiangwanghui is being attacked!

All the people present were silent, and after looking at each other, they all stood up suddenly and ran out frantically.

……

Late night
A custom shop in Shibuya is still brightly lit, and groups of girls with heavy makeup are constantly soliciting customers.

The drunk customer dragged the chosen technician out of the store, got into a taxi and disappeared into the street.

More guests followed the hostess into the custom shop under the warm win-win and greeting.

Wearing sunglasses and a black windbreaker, Wang Jianjun walked past the gorgeous hostess with a blank expression.

All the hostesses who wanted to greet him were roughly pushed away by him, and walked straight into the store.

Walking up the wooden stairs to the second floor, Wang Jianjun quickly walked to the door of a box and opened the door directly.

Two disheveled middle-aged men in the private room were cuddling with the hostess, their hands were disheveled, and they were about to strip off their clothes when they were suddenly interrupted.

"Ba Ga!" A bald head raised his head from the chest of the hostess, and shouted viciously, "Get out!"

Wang Jianjun took a look at the photo from his pocket, and then looked at the people in the box.

"Bastard!", the other man was also angry, pushed the woman in his arms away, stood up, and opened his shirt to reveal a large tattoo on his chest.

Wang Jianjun stepped in and closed the door of the box casually.

The middle-aged man with tattoos cursed across the table on the tatami and stretched out his hand to pull Wang Jianjun's collar.

With a backhand grab, Wang Jianjun directly locked the tattooed man's wrist. His right hand pulled out the three-edged army thorn at his waist as quickly as lightning, and inserted it into the man's throat.

The ferocity on the tattooed man's face hadn't faded away, his eyes were full of astonishment, blood gurgled down the bloodletting trough of the Mitsubishi Army thorn, and he collapsed limply on the ground.

The bald head was stunned for a moment, looking at his companion lying on the ground and the blood overflowing, he was startled and angry, grabbed the hostess on the ground and pushed towards Wang Jianjun, trying to block his sight, turned around and ran away.

Wang Jianjun gently pushed the screaming hostess aside, caught up with the bald head in one stride, raised his hand and threw the three-sided army thorn.

With the sound of piercing wind, the sharp triangular army thorns accurately pierced the bald head's neck.

The bald head staggered and nearly fell to the ground. As soon as his hands grabbed the doorknob, Wang Jianjun chased him up.

"puff!"

The triangular army thorn was pulled out cleanly, a large stream of blood was splashed on the wall like a fountain, and the main artery was cut open, and the bald head fell straight into the corridor.

"what!!!"

The scream of the hostess broke the surrounding noise, and the guests in the nearby boxes poked their heads out with dissatisfaction and anger.

Then they saw a bloody scene. The bald head lying in a pool of blood was like a fish just landed, twitching non-stop, and blood splattering non-stop.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wang Jianjun wiped the bloody triangular army thorn with the fat man's coat very calmly, and walked outside.

The thugs and bodyguards who followed Xiangwanghui were suddenly in an uproar. They took out the guys they were carrying and rushed towards Wang Jianjun shouting.

In an instant, blood radiated...

……

"boom!"

With screams, two thugs smashed the glass gate on the side of the road and were thrown into the street.

Then another thug was kicked out, and the onlookers backed away in fright.

The nightclub KTV, which was still bustling just now, was like a hornet's nest that had been stabbed, and a large group of guests rushed out of it in panic, and dispersed in a hurry.

Then there were bursts of shouting and cursing in the store, the sound of metal collisions, the sound of fighting, screams and the sound of glass wine bottles breaking.

After a few minutes, a large number of Xiangwang thugs in black suits rushed over from all directions and surrounded the entrance of the nightclub.

The passers-by and customers who were watching were rudely persuaded to leave, and the neighborhood soon became quiet, leaving only the crowds at the entrance of the nightclub.

Before they could burst through the door, one after another the thugs were thrown into the street.

A vigorous figure walked out of the gate slowly stepping on the broken glass on the ground, with a bright samurai sword on his shoulder, looking at the thugs around with a smile.

Abu looked contemptuously at the ferocious gangster thugs in front of him, stretched out his index finger and ticked them in disdain, "Let's go together."

"Baga! Hack him to death!"

Holding a steel pipe baseball bat and howling, the gangster charged towards Abu, like a black tide crashing against a lonely rock.

Abu danced a knife with his backhand, and a bright knife light was involved in the crowd.

The long sword is like a rainbow, and blood runs through the sky.

……

A street away, a van slammed into the door of the pachinko parlor roaring and crashed into the lobby.

The guests who were playing were frightened and fled in a panic, avoiding the rampaging cars.

The van stopped after knocking down several pinball machines, and the deformed door was kicked open.

Sharpei jumped out of the car with the steel pipe on his shoulders, looked around, laughed wildly and waved his hands.

"Smash me!"

Countless gang thugs surged out from behind Sharpei in an instant, shouting and rushing towards hundreds of pinball machines.

(End of this chapter)