Tokyo people don't talk about Wude

Chapter 389 386. Killing (2)

Kill.

Kill.

Killing!

Ever since regaining his freedom, Red Ember has been doing the same thing.

He wants to kill all those who are related to the KJ organization and are in cahoots with Ryujin of the Undead Institution.

Politicians, businessmen, artists, grassroots activists, and gangsters. No matter who they are, as long as they support [KJ's dream], they will die in his hands!

Why did he do this?
To vent anger and hatred? No.

Or for some noble reason like saving the world and stopping war? That's even more ridiculous.

There was no particular reason, he was just doing it as a matter of course, that's all.

Just like why animals have to breathe, eat and reproduce; just like why humans always have unrealistic daydreams; just like why those "hundred demons" entrenched in the shadows of Wano Country can feel no guilt for their brutal atrocities.

If no one can answer these "whys", then there is no need for Hong Zhongjin to explain why he keeps killing.

Even though modern human society is covered with the fig leaf of "civilization", human beings are essentially beasts. Killing and being killed is the natural law of the cycle of heaven and earth and the selflessness of the universe.

He will be subjected to the malice of others and he will be killed; so he will also release his malice without concealment and kill at will.

“——Crack!”

In the presidential suite filled with pink lights and a hazy atmosphere, Hong Zhongjin bit to death the greasy fat pig uncle who was lying naked on the bed.

The disheveled female secretary wanted to escape and call the police, but was hit on the back of the head by a flying knife and collapsed at the door, dead forever.

The room was dead silent, without any sound of any living thing, except for the elegant and flirtatious jazz music still playing on the radio.

"Deal with it, let's go." Hong Zhongjin gave an order into the headset, then walked to the window on the 18th floor of the hotel and jumped down.

A moment later, a group of men in black wearing sunglasses rushed into the suite and were immediately annoyed when they saw the dead man on the bed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kondo was killed. It was our mistake." A man in black spoke into the headset, his tone so humble that it seemed as if he was planning to commit suicide to apologize.

“Beep, beep, beep”

Somewhere in the room, a strange timekeeping sound was heard.

"boom--!"

The time bomb hidden under the man exploded, and fire filled the entire suite in an instant.

"."

Just as flames were shooting up from the upper floors of the hotel, a pickup truck quietly drove away from the crime scene in the cover of night.

"The person who just died was Neiji Kondo, the current Minister of Health, Labor and Welfare. He secretly had cooperative relations with several chaebols and was also a core member of the Northern Court Business Alliance."

Hillis sat in the back seat, looking through materials on her tablet.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hongzhong brother."

Bonye Otonashi's voice of consolation came from the car stereo, soft and pleasant to the ear.

After Kakuya Otonari died, she continued to accompany everyone in the form of AI. As long as everyone tried to ignore the subtle differences between AI and real people, they could get along with her as Kakuya Otonari herself.

"Brother Hongzhong, did you get any important information this time?" asked Bonye Yinwu.

Hong Zhongjin leaned against the seat, blood all over his body, blood dripping onto the seat and the ground. "Hee~" He laughed strangely, and said in a tone that could not tell whether he was happy, angry, sad, or happy: "I can now determine the location of the [Five Souls]."

"Has the Soul Five Family finally reached this point?" Shiris couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

[The Five Soul Families], these were the five major families that first provided support to Ryujin of the Undead Institute, and they were also the core members of this huge organization, Ryujin of the Undead Institute.

Fujiwara, Kiyomiyaji, Tachibana, Hachijo, Kamo.

If the Undead Temple Dragon is truly a towering tree, then these five major families are the five thickest branches on the tree.

"If it is the [Five Soul Families], they must know more inside information." Bonye Otono said confidently:

"Now that we know their location, let's target them. We don't have much time. What do you think?"

"I have no objection." Hillis said quickly.

"Who asked you?" Hong Zhongjin interrupted her and said coldly:
"Very good. I'm getting tired of killing those small fry on the periphery. It's time to kill the big fish!"

"." Shirley was a little angry, but she dared not say anything.

"Then let's make a plan. Which one should we start with?" asked Kagome Otono.

"The Hachijo family." said Hong Zhongjin.

"Why?" Chen Han's voice came from the car stereo: "Hong Zhongjin, since you plan to do this, there must be a sufficient reason, right? Could you please enlighten me?"

"Because the core members of the Hachijo family happened to be gathered together today, it would be convenient for me to catch them all in one fell swoop." Hong Zhongjin glanced at the speaker and replied:
"Of course, the core members of other families will not leave Tokyo in the near future. It's just that Kondo Neiji has the deepest relationship with the Hachijo family, so he has the most information about the Hachijo family in his memory."

As he spoke, Hong Zhongjin snatched Shirley's tablet and typed a string of coordinates into it.

"Hey" Shirley could hardly bear it anymore, but she had to endure it.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hillis. Please be patient." Bonye Otonashi's comforting voice quietly entered Hillis's headphones.

"Everyone, let me check the coordinates given by Hong Zhongjin!" Chen Han said excitedly, "This is a villa in the suburbs. According to the registration information, it is probably a private property of the Yajo family that has not been announced to the public!"

"It's a nice and relaxing place." Bonny Night said approvingly, "Then how do we get in? Since it's a private villa, they must have defensive measures, right?"

"Of course." Hong Zhongjin could not deny: "There are hundreds of surveillance cameras and burglar alarms around the manor, and at least hundreds of retired military bodyguards armed with live ammunition are on standby at various posts. According to Kondo Ningji's memory, a large number of animal traps, barbed wire, mines and pitfall mechanisms have been set up in the forests around the manor recently. There is even a heavy machine gun position at the entrance of the manor."

"It seems that when the [Gensokyo Project] comes into effect, they plan to use this place as a refuge." Chen Han analyzed:

"But the question now is how do we get in? If I'm not mistaken, all the small paths around that can be invaded have been ambushed, right?"

"Why are you taking so long?" Hong Zhongjin crossed his arms and said impatiently, "Just attack from the main road!"

"Going the other way is a good idea. They blocked almost all the side roads, but they certainly didn't expect someone to dare to attack directly from the front!" Bonye Yinwu said with a smile: "As expected of Brother Hongzhong!"

"Hey, hey, hey, stop praising him!" Chen Han said hurriedly, "The Hachijo family is not stupid. It is impossible for them to only defend the small roads and not the main roads! There are only a few of us. If we attack directly from the front, it will not be enough to fill their teeth! Even P01 will have a hard time!"

"Noisy." Hong Zhongjin snorted and said sarcastically, "I'm afraid your distant uncle Chen didn't teach you a single move, did he?"

"What does this have to do with anything?" Chen Han asked in astonishment, "This isn't a dilemma that can be solved by martial arts, right?"

"Do you know what your Uncle Chen did before he became a martial artist?" Hong Zhongjin asked again.

"He is doing it." Chen Han thought for a moment, and suddenly he understood: "He is a freight driver of a large truck!"

Hong Zhongjin smiled kindly but cruelly: "You are a teachable kid. You have figured it out."

(End of this chapter)