Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 66 The meaning of non-NPC

"Well done!"

Masato Fujiwara felt a sense of relief when he saw the scene of the three newly recruited vigilante riflemen successfully defeating the former big boss of the Maple Leaf Club.

Sure enough, my idea is feasible.

NPCs have always had clear flaws in intelligence. Whether it is the initial level of the whiteboard or the gang killer Huang Mao who has now reached level 4, they all have more or less deficiencies in flexibility.

Ask them to do "one plus one equals two" things, such as killing someone, and they will rush directly to him, put a gun to his head and fire, then turn around and retreat.

The whole thing was done quickly and well.

And if you want to do things like "one plus one equals eleven" that require flexibility and flexibility, such as getting a car whose identity cannot be traced by the New York police in New York, where you are unfamiliar, then even Huang Mao can't. finish independently.

Fujiwara Masato must use third-person vision to direct in real time, so that Huang Mao can complete it smoothly.

Fujiwara Masato is not willing to do such a thing, not that it is impossible, but that such detailed work will consume a lot of his time and energy.

It would be too tiring if he really had to intervene in everything. Fujiwara Masato still wanted to enjoy life, but he was not happy to be a cow.

It’s not okay to work for yourself either. He just wants to play and enjoy the game, not to make money and start a business.

Therefore, Masato Fujiwara wants to recruit some non-NPC subordinates. When something happens, he will set the general direction. The non-NPC subordinates will complete the details, and the NPC armed personnel will carry out the operations alone, or a mixture of the two will be carried out.

The current New York operation proves that Fujiwara Masato's vision is feasible. Without Torataro Taniguchi, it would be troublesome for the former to put his power into New York.

First of all, because NPCs do not have a legal identity, it will be very difficult to travel to the United States through formal channels.

Smuggling is an option, but this method is high-risk. Fujiwara Masato really can't take the long way around unless necessary.

Then there is the problem of cars. Without the presence of Torataro Taniguchi, Masato Fujiwara can only choose to transfer cars from Tokyo. It can be done once or twice, but if it is done more times, problems will definitely occur.

If anyone is interested, they will be surprised to find out... What's going on? Has Doraemon's portal appeared in reality?

Therefore, the existence of non-NPC subordinates is necessary. He can not only save Fujiwara Masato a lot of energy, but also do many things that the latter cannot do.

……

While Masato Fujiwara was having fun, Torataro Taniguchi, who was waiting for the plane in the waiting room, was living like a year. He looked calm and composed, his clothes were neat, like a serious person.

However, in just half an hour of waiting, he actually raised his wrist to check the time more than twenty times, which was enough to let people know that he was not at peace inside.

Seeing that there were still about ten minutes left, and when Torataro Taniguchi's plane was about to land, his mobile phone in his suit rang.

The unexpected ringtone startled him, who was highly nervous, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. However, Torataro Taniguchi still showed no emotion on the surface. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket with his backhand and took a look at it, which made his nervous heart relax.

It's not the New York police, it's Brother Ni who sells cars.

"Moxi Moxi, I am Torataro Taniguchi..."

"Hey, buddy, it's me, my good friend who sold the car to you tonight." Before he could finish his words, Brother Ni on the other end of the phone interrupted him with a skillful combo.

“My little brother received a car at work. It was originally intended to be disassembled, but they saw our mark and called me over. When I saw it, it was not the Korean car sold to you tonight. Brother, if you pay happily and don't be picky, I will keep my promise. I won't touch your car. When will you come over and drive it away?
  By the way, there are a lot of submachine gun shells in the car. I also helped you get rid of them. The police can't find them. "

Torataro Taniguchi's first reaction was to notify his elder brother and ask the organization to send people to silence Brother Ni. But then he thought about it, since he is a member of the organization, then this Brother Ni, are you sure he is not from the New York branch?

"I'm about to get on the plane to return to China, and I don't have time to drive... Well, I'm going to order a batch of goods next month, and you can help me break down the car into parts and send them to Tokyo together.

Old channels, old prices, how about it? "

"Wow, that's great, brother. Business has been hard recently. I just have a large amount of goods piled up here. I can give you a 20% discount..."

When Torataro Taniguchi found an excuse to hang up the phone, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and felt Brother Ni's rap talent for the first time.

This continuous bombardment of words gave him a headache.

Looking down at the mechanical watch on his wrist, a prompt came from the VIP waiting room at the right time, prompting Torataro Taniguchi to check the ticket.

It's time to go, it's time to go back to Japan.

……

Just three minutes later, Isamu Sakamoto, who was far away in Japan, learned of the news that the former leader and his son of the Maple Leaf Society had been assassinated through the former's younger brother's traitor.

Looking at the photos on his phone, Isamu Sakamoto couldn't help but shudder.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable.

The yellow taxi was like a hornet's nest, with craters everywhere, windows shattered, blood and minced meat everywhere, and broken limbs everywhere.

Four people in the car?

If someone hadn't told Isamu Sakamoto that among the four bloody things inside, there were Keisuke Gobayashi and Okora Gobayashi, Isamu Sakamoto would not have recognized their identities at all.

There is no way, it is really too messy and miserable.

The former big boss of the Maple Leaf Club died so miserably, and as the current big boss, Isamu Sakamoto couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

However, amidst the grief and anger, Isamu Sakamoto couldn't help but feel a burst of joy.

I was secretly happy because my predecessor and his son died cleanly, and it was not his fault. This completely eliminated the possibility of the former intervening from a distance and controlling the internal rights of the Maple Leaf Society.

On the other hand, now that the old guy Gobayashi Keisuke is dead, can the attack on the Maple Leaf Club come to an end?

To be honest, Isamu Sakamoto really didn't want to go out to a restaurant for a meal at night. He had to be on tenterhooks and always pay attention to whether there were any gunmen approaching his back.

I really don’t want to, this kind of life is simply not a life for people to live.

If the organization that initiated and presided over the assassination could be found, Isamu Sakamoto would want to compensate him and beg them to be generous and let the Maple Leaf Society go.

　PS: I was too tired on the night of the 7th. A chapter with two thousand words will be published regularly at 7 a.m. on the 8th. I will try my best to spare time in the afternoon of the 8th and try to update a chapter in the afternoon or evening to make up for the word count.

　　
  　
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