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Chapter 941 Tendo Xiangzi loves the old man

Fifty boys from the Zami team went upstairs and soon came out one after another with two guns each.

There are a hundred AK47s in total, not one is missing.

But Zami Sheng didn't say where to send it, these boys were waiting for him to say something.

Zhai Jiansheng turned to the small building and said loudly:

"Old Taoist, please show up and speak."

Everyone was shocked and suddenly understood everything.

How could there be any killer from the Inagawa Society? Wouldn't someone like this have wiped out the Yamaguchi-gumi long ago?

The fifty boys suddenly raised their guns and pointed them at the windows and doors of the small building.

Takayama Kiyoshi swallowed and finally understood why the boss didn't come.

Everyone was frightened when they thought of the time when Lao Dao killed more than 5000 Shan State soldiers by himself. This was only more than 1000 people.

The old man in the bedroom didn't understand, but he understood.

"Stay still."

He was downstairs in one breath.

The cheeks of the bosses twitched violently, without any feeling of crushing, but with a sense of panic.

"Shoot!" Zakami Katsu suddenly shouted.

This was the best time to ambush. The old man had just stepped forward and pushed open the door, unable to escape.

Everyone's hearts were in suspense at that moment, and they were extremely nervous.

However, the gunshot did not go off.

The fifty-year-old boy is completely stupid.

On the contrary, the old man pushed open the door and walked out, and in one step he was in front of the gun-wielding boy, with both guns in his hands:

"Do you know why you were asked to get a gun? You got it for me."

Everyone was shocked when they saw Sheng Takayama Kiyoshi, and finally understood how big the gap was, but it was already too late to escape.

The spiritual power of the group of experienced people interferes with the two-way attack.

chug chug-

Two tongues of fire spurted out in the dark night.

Even changing the gun did not stop the gunfire, and the gunfire finally tore into pieces the silent night sky.

Zakumi Katsu was the first to be shot in the middle of his eyebrow, followed closely by a hundred bosses who fell, followed by those in black suits without guns.

On the contrary, those holding AK47 stood there like gun racks.

Let the old man kill all by himself.

The violent group finally disturbed the people.

Neighbors were awakened in the middle of the night, and the nearest dozen or so residents picked up the phone.

Jingfang received a total of three alarm calls.

The rest were calls to the media.

There is no way, the media will pay for breaking the news, as long as it is about the Yamaguchi group.

When the gunfire stopped, Tendo Shoko rushed out and slowly opened his mouth.

In just 2 minutes, all the people in the yard were shot in the head, and every one of them fell to the ground in a criss-cross pattern.

"Let's change buildings."

The old man threw the gun casually and pointed forward.

Tendo Xiangzi understood, took his arm with admiration, and walked towards another small building.

……

Jingfang doesn't care about violent groups fighting, but gunfights are not acceptable, and disturbing people is not acceptable. Someone must be imprisoned.

The people who go to jail are selected by the violent groups themselves, and Jingfang will not bother to find out who did it.

The first ones to arrive were four police motorcycles. They parked them politely outside the gate, and the four local policemen entered the gate with handcuffs in hand.

That’s right, there’s no need to pull out a gun at all.

Of the three thousand violent gangs in the island country, few resist arrest, especially the twenty or so legally registered.

As for the top three Yamaguchi-gumi, Inagawa-kai, and Sumiyoshi-kai, they have never had a record of resisting arrest.

However, the steps of the four well inspectors became slower and slower, becoming sluggish.

The handcuffs were put away and no longer needed.

More than 1000 black suits lay on the ground.

The most incredible thing is that they are all headshots.

They finally found the gun, and even more incredible, hundreds of guns?

There weren't that many gunshots heard on the phone.

It seemed like just two assault rifles.

But the four people quickly realized that the hundred guns were all gathered in one place.

This was probably done by one person!

The four of them were shocked again and began to feel numb.

Slowly walking into the small building, when I saw the corpses in the hall, I discovered the problem. Judging from the degree of blood coagulation, these were not the same batch of corpses, and the methods of death were also different. They all had their throats cut.

It wasn't until the third floor that they finally understood that this was the group's destruction.

The well operator immediately picked up the phone and reported the details.

"Guard the door, don't let reporters in, and wait for the national police to take over."

The four local policemen quickly went downstairs, only to find that several reporters were already taking pictures, and there were several people carrying cameras rushing in at the gate. There were also a series of sharp brakes outside the wall.

"go out!"

"Serious criminal case, on-site protection!"

Four local police officers rushed over to chase them away, but the first reporter with a camera was too experienced. He did not go to the main gate, but to the side door. It seemed very reasonable, because he was already closest to that door.

But that door is closed.

Jing Cha couldn't stop him, so he opened the door and three reporters came in.

The most terrible thing is that the next few followed suit, each running towards a gate.

Dijing was dumbfounded. Within a minute, all four gates were opened. He could not stop this one, but he could not stop that one. Unless he locked all these reporters in the yard, that would be more satisfying.

In the end they did nothing.

There are more and more reporters, and more and more press cars are gathering outside.

When the national police car arrived, I was stunned outside.

The national police finally understood the advantages of choosing this place to build their headquarters. No matter how many people you come, you have to stand in line.

There was no other way, so the national police had to stop the car and run into the compound.

There is no need to protect the scene.

Because the reporters have already taken pictures to the third floor.

When the national police rushed upstairs, these reporters all said: "We didn't move anything!"

The leading police officer waved his hand: "Search your body and seize any suspicious items. If you resist, you will be arrested."

The reporters all stood at attention: "We will be inspected!"

They are really experienced. They don't have any suspicious items. They are all documents and other things that reporters always have.

The police officer first checked Watanabe Yoshinori. It was clear at a glance that his internal organs were broken and he had been kicked with his feet. The shoe prints were still there.

He was not surprised that this killer could kick Yoshinori Watanabe to death, otherwise those more than 1000 people would not have died.

He walked into the bedroom again. There was no body, but his sharp eyes turned to the bedside table.

There was a pile of used sticky notes, all with familiar names.

He slowly picked up one and his eyes widened. It was the handwriting of two people.

Shoko Tendo loves Taoism.

After three seconds of silence, he suddenly picked up the phone and quickly dialed his superior:

"It's not a violent gang fight, it's a seasoned fight!"

"Senior? The one who fights pirates?"

"That's right. His handwriting and name are on the scene. The most important thing is that only he can do it."

"How many people died?"

"More than 200 people, 100 had their throats cut, and the rest all had their heads shot. Watanabe Yoshi was kicked to death while sitting on the sofa, without any trace of resistance. The entire core members of the Yamaguchi-gumi, except Shinoda Kenshi Without it, the rest will be destroyed.”

"Damn it. Protect the scene, clear all reporters out, and wait for the Defense Department to take over!"

The national police immediately began to clear the area, and these reporters took the opportunity to leave. They took all the pictures that needed to be taken, and hurried back to publish the news.

When the sky was dark, a large helicopter slowly landed on the lawn with a rolling roar.

Three large characters on the fuselage are extremely conspicuous: Defense Agency.