different warring states of japan

Chapter 2234 Finale 30

This night is destined not to be peaceful.

There is no power vacuum. Beyond the scope of the government's jurisdiction, other forces will fill the gap.

However, the bosozoku are not under the jurisdiction of the black and white parties. They are an unstable factor that exists outside the jurisdiction.

Countless bikers gather at night, attracting the attention of the yakuza. Just as the government does not want any problems to arise in broad daylight, the yakuza do not like any accidents to happen at night.

Because once something happens, the government will immediately cast its suspicion on the Yakuza.

Inside the Ida Group's residence, the scarred man knelt on the floor of the porch and reported back carefully.

"Those bikers seem to be looking for three Peninsula people, one of whom has a knife wound."

Mikako Ida's face was completely covered by a fan, but her beautiful big eyes showed confusion as if they could speak.

"Three Peninsular Americans... What on earth did they do to cause such a big commotion?

After so many years... The Rage Angels have once again gathered tens of thousands of people to parade through the streets... Damn it... Tomorrow the government's complaint line will be flooded with calls... "

The scarred man hesitated for a moment and said.

"It seems...it seems to have something to do with the man named Sibo that you asked me to invite last time."

There was a gleam in Ida Mikako's eyes, which frightened the scarred man. She slowly put down the fan in her hand, revealing her beautiful and cold face.

"Oh... tell me in detail..."

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Peninsula Street is a place full of lights and debauchery, where Peninsulars gather. Like all areas where poor immigrants gather, it is also a place where filth and dirt are hidden.

The Peninsula ethnic people who stick together to protect each other, the government is unable to manage them properly, and turning a blind eye and letting things take their course has become a helpless choice.

At this time, under the neon lights, the Peninsula ethnic group who were watching over the place were beaten to a pulp by the biker gang who rushed into the street, and their leader had no choice but to come forward.

"Assholes! What the hell are you trying to do?!"

Surrounded by countless bikers holding baseball bats, Asami Sanada, leaning on her motorcycle, slowly lit a cigarette, took a deep puff, and said after exhaling a puff of white mist.

"I'm looking for three Peninsular people. The one in the lead has a knife wound on his left shoulder. It's a fresh wound."

The younger brother beside the Peninsula leader said with his eyes wide open.

"Go find it yourselves! It's none of our business!"

Asami Sanada held the cigarette between her slender fingers and lowered her head to take another puff.

Toosaka Rin walked forward expressionlessly, snatched the baseball bat from Onizuka's hand, and swung it hard on the Peninsular boy's head.

With a bang, the younger brother fell down, and the Peninsula people who were cursing just now suddenly fell silent.

Asami Sanada glanced at Toosaka Rin who was walking back and said.

"I know you care about him, but things are different now. Don't kill him. It's very troublesome."

Toosaka Rin said expressionlessly.

"I won't die. I'm trying hard."

Asami Sanada nodded.

The two men's indifferent attitude made the Peninsular leader feel uneasy. He knew that today's matter would not be resolved peacefully, so he asked.

"Sanada, what do you want?"

Asami Sanada said coldly.

"I want to know the whereabouts of these three people. They dare not go to a regular hospital after committing a crime, so they can only come here to treat their knife wounds."

"You know the rules here. We won't betray..."

The Peninsula leader was interrupted by Asami Sanada before he could finish his words.

"If! If I don't get news about the three of them tonight, there will be no place here."

"Are you threatening me?"

“I’m just stating a fact.

Don't act so righteous. You guys know what you did here.

What is the priceless brotherhood? As long as it involves interests, you can sell out your own mother.

Crime is as common to you as eating and drinking. The police have long wanted to raze this place, but the rule of law has prevented them from taking action due to lack of evidence.

Guess what the police's attitude would be if I destroyed or even burned this street tonight? Would they still allow you to rebuild this useful nest?"

"Don't scare me. If you dare to do this, you will not end up well!"

"I do not care!"

Asami Sanada stared into the eyes of the Peninsula leader and repeated, "Detention, jail, or even life imprisonment... I don't care, you can take a gamble."

The Peninsula leader's face was uncertain. He didn't know what crime those three people had committed to make Asami Sanada go crazy and lose her mind.

Finally, he said coldly.

"give me sometime."

"I can wait for you until three o'clock. After all, it takes time to destroy the entire street before dawn."

The Peninsula leader turned and walked away with a gloomy face. When he turned into the alley and was out of Asami Sanada's sight, he grabbed the younger brother beside him and said in a low voice.

"Mobilize everyone to find those three bastards, and do it quickly!"

"Then...what if you can't find it?"

"We are all doomed. This bitch Asami Sanada is...she is fucking crazy!"

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U.S. Embassy in the island country.

In the middle of the night, Christina sat at her desk. She looked up at the clock and sighed silently.

In the end, she never waited for Yoshigine Sasaki to arrive.

Suddenly, the office door was opened and Christina said unhappily.

"Lulu, I reminded you many times to knock on the door. Did you forget?"

"Sorry, but that's not the point. I have some bad news that I need to inform you immediately."

Lulu's face looked a little heavy, which made Christina frown and guess.

"My ID was sent to the island police station by Yiyin. Did the ambassador get angry about it?"

Lulu shook her head.

“It’s worse than that.

It was a call from a hospital. They found your ID in the clothes of a patient who needed emergency treatment, and called the embassy."

Christina stood up and asked nervously.

"Rescue? Is it him?"

"Yes."

"Damn it! Damn it! Why is he in the hospital for emergency treatment? What on earth happened?!"

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In the calm Tokyo Bay, the lighthouse in the distance guides the ships sailing at night, and the sound of ship whistles can be heard from time to time.

This is an abandoned dock. The man with the scar is enjoying the breeze, squinting his eyes, and smoking comfortably.

Behind him, several tattooed guys carried four tar drums, and two others were pouring materials into a cement mixer.

When everything was ready, there were cigarette butts all over the ground under the scarred man's feet. He licked his dry lips, finally lit a cigarette, turned around and walked to the tar barrel with the cigarette in his mouth.

The scarred man leaned over to look at a tar barrel, inside which was a person stuffed tightly.

In an asphalt barrel that was no more than 120cm high and 80cm in diameter, a man was squatting inside with his hands and feet tied and a cloth stuffed in his mouth, looking at the scarred man with horror.

The scarred man pulled the cloth out of the man's mouth, then stuffed the cigarette he was holding into the man's mouth and said.

"Take one last puff, Tanaka-kun."

The Tanaka in the barrel was Yoshigin Sasaki's boss, and the three barrels beside him contained the three thugs who attacked Yoshigin Sasaki.

Tanaka begged.

"Please, I don't want to die. I'll do anything you want me to do. Just don't kill me, please."

The scarred man shook his head and sighed.

"I'm so sorry, Tanaka-kun."

Throwing the cigarette into the bucket, the scarred man gave a look to the younger brother next to him.

The expressionless younger brother picked up the water pipe and plugged it into the bucket. On the other side, the cement in the mixer continuously rushed into the bucket along the water pipe.

Tanaka screamed in despair, from begging for mercy to cursing, but eventually cement submerged his mouth and nose, and all the sounds were drowned out in the bucket.

Four asphalt barrels were filled with cement one by one, and after it solidified, they were pulled into Tokyo Bay by a small boat and thrown directly into the sea.

When all this was done, the sky was already slightly brighter.

This night is finally over.