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Can we help each other?

Ha ha.

Not adding insult to injury is already considered a good person with a kind heart.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi's excuse for launching the attack was quite good.

When the power structure within a gang is changing, the most taboo thing is for outsiders to interfere, as this will destroy the gang's foundation and lead to real mortal hatred.

If such a thing happens, there have been precedents where the victim would fight to the death and perish together with the person who interfered.

According to Dong Wen Zhenxi, the Shanxinhui and Yuanhui in the Kowloon Group were directly involved in Dong Wenyu's rebellion. The Yuanhui even sent a sniper to kill Dong Wenzhenxi. They must have reached some agreement with Dong Wenyu.

So, will these two companies also go to help Dong Wenyu tomorrow?

Or take advantage of the situation where both sides are hurt and reap the benefits?

Either possibility is troublesome.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's purpose of coming this time was to minimize the severity of the possible troubles.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiushi Longxin did not react and still had a kind smile on his face. However, the expressions of the presidents of the Nine Dragon Groups present were not as calm as before.

Some smiles were meaningful, some eyes became cold, some looked thoughtful, some frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at some people present.

It seems that some of Dong Wenyu and the Kowloon Group’s activities are no secret.

Before Jiushi Longxin could speak, the middle-aged man sitting in the first seat to his right stood up.

He was wearing a somewhat fancy dark red suit and light-colored sunglasses. His face was a bit long, and his expression was cold and ferocious. He exuded a faint malice - when he walked on the street, one could recognize his identity as a gangster just by looking at his temperament. It was obvious that he was a veteran who had been struggling in the underworld for decades.

Uesugi Kiyoshi knew him.

One of the nine dragons of the Kowloon Group, the chairman of the largest fighting faction, the Shanxin Society, Shanxin Jilong.

His followers are classified as a "violent group" by the Metropolitan Police Department and are kept under strict surveillance, but this does not stop him from causing trouble. He is a most traditional gangster who likes to rely on the threat of force to achieve his goals.

Shanxin Jilong stood up, grinned, and pointed at Uesugi Kiyoshi casually with a contemptuous and disdainful tone, as if he had heard a huge joke.

"Ah, in this world, can a young boy speak so arrogantly in front of us?"

"Conspiring for treason? Killing them all?"

"Oh, that's so naive that it makes me sick."

"Listen carefully, you bastard boy. Today, I will teach you that in the underworld, strength speaks, noise comes first, and the strong are respected!"

"The one who is now firmly in the Dongwen Society is Dong Wenyu, and the one who fled like a lost dog is your eldest daughter. It is self-evident who is the traitor and who is the orthodox one, right?"

"You can't change anything by talking nonsense here."

Shanxin Jilong's face gradually became gloomy, and there was a fierce light flashing in his eyes. He was Dong Wenyu's ally and naturally Uesugi Kiyoshi's enemy. With his character, he would definitely not let the enemy act recklessly in his territory.

"The way you spoke just now, are you questioning everyone here? Do you know who we are? You are totally disrespectful to your elders and don't take us, the Nine Dragons, seriously!"

"What are you waiting for? Catch him and teach the young man a lesson, so that he won't get hurt in the future!"

For the last sentence, Shanxin Jilong turned slightly and spoke to the followers behind him.

Behind the presidents of the Kowloon Group present, in the shadows where the candlelight could not reach, were two followers kneeling. They should be their trusted subordinates.

Anyone who can participate in this kind of evaluation meeting is definitely not a small figure.

At Shanxin Yoshitsugu's command, a man in a black suit behind him immediately stood up, with a gloomy face, and walked quickly towards Uesugi Kiyoshi.

The man was bald and not tall, but his face was full of flesh and he looked extremely strong. Under the suit at his waist, one could faintly see the handle of a wakizashi sword.

When he walked up to Shanxin Jilong, he heard his president's whispers.

"Yusuke, do him."

Yes, Yoshitatsu Zenshin had no intention of letting Uesugi Kiyoshi live and say anything unfavorable to him.

He is not a good man. His methods of making people shut up have always been so violent. Although the collusion between Shanxinhui and Dong Wenyu is no secret, it has not been made public after all. If this kid reveals everything, it will be a matter of principle. If the president or several presidents who are not on good terms with him get the chance to take action against him, he will be seriously injured.

The Kowloon Group is now in an extraordinary period. The Ninth Generation Long Xin is old and is about to step down as the general commander. The next Kowloon President has not yet been decided. The Kowloon Group is now divided into clear factions, and the presidents are secretly forming cliques and scheming against each other.

It is precisely for this reason that Shanxin Jilong and Dong Wenyu hit it off. He needs support from the outside world. If he has the support of the entire Dongwen Association, then the possibility of him becoming the general commander of the Kowloon Group will increase a lot.

Therefore, in his eyes, anyone who stands in his way must die.

Uesugi Kiyonari was the first to be hit.

Killing a little kid was not a serious matter in the minds of these yakuza bosses, especially since the kid was a retainer of Tobun Maki who was expelled from the Tobunkai. At most, they would be scolded by the ninth president afterwards. If that didn't work, they would just throw Yusuke, who did it, out to take the blame and clear themselves of the matter. This was totally an outcome that Yoshitsugu Zenshin could not accept.

When Yusuke heard the order, the expression on his face became ferocious, his steps became quicker, and at the same time he secretly grasped the hilt of the wakizashi at his waist.

He seemed to be going to push Uesugi Kiyoshi, but when he was three steps away from him, he changed his action and drew his knife and stabbed Uesugi Kiyoshi in the heart.

In the eyes of laymen, the knife was so fast, fierce and unexpected that it was obvious that the person who made the move had some real kung fu skills.

But in Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes.

That's it?

Nothing.

From the way Yusuke walked, the direction of his eyes, and the angle of his shoulders, he had already predicted that the man was going to suddenly attack with the knife, probably stabbing straight at his chest.

In the eyes of a disciple taught by such a famous teacher, Yusuke's sword is not much worse than a child swinging it around randomly.

Maybe he has enough strength and speed to be invincible against any random person, but he would be a joke if he met a professional swordsman.

Uesugi Kiyoshi soon made him understand this with the cold reality.

He extended his left arm forward, lowered his shoulders and bent his elbows, and with foresight, he struck the palm of Yusuke's hand holding the knife with his elbow.

The sound of bones breaking could be heard faintly, and a look of pain quickly appeared on Yusuke's fat face.

The next second, he was freed.

Uesugi Kiyoshi waved his hand and pulled Yusuke into his arms. His left arm tightly gripped his neck, making his fat face turn red and he couldn't speak. At the same time, he caught the wakizashi that fell from mid-air with his right hand and stabbed him in the heart with a clean and sharp knife.

Just like he was going to do to himself.

Bright red blood dripped onto the ground along the blade. Yusuke rolled his eyes, but he didn't die immediately. He struggled hard, but Uesugi Kiyoshi's arms were like a steel cage, imprisoning him tightly, leaving him with despair and feeling his life slipping away bit by bit.

Three seconds later, due to suffocation, lack of oxygen, heart rupture, and massive blood loss, Yusuke gradually lost his life.

To be on the safe side, Uesugi Kiyoshi used his arms to twist his neck again, then threw him to the ground with a dull sound.

He held the blood-stained wakizashi at an angle, his mouth stretched almost to his ears, revealing a clown-like, terrifying smile, which looked particularly strange with the corpse and blood.

After letting out a long sigh, Uesugi Kiyoshi spoke frivolously.

"Since President Shanxin doesn't like me talking nonsense, I'll just take action~"

"Anyway, I'm good at this."

Shanxin Jilong's face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out. Not to mention that his plan to kill and silence the witness had failed, just with this incident, he had basically lost all his face in front of his colleagues.

Some people in the underworld consider face more important than life.

Especially at this critical moment, he wanted to seize the position of the leader of the Kowloon Group. If this embarrassing thing was made public, the consequences would be disastrous.

"How dare you kill Yusuke, you bastard?"

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Uesugi Kiyotaka's loud voice.

"I say, President Shanxin, now it's your turn to talk nonsense, right?"

"You said I didn't take the Kowloon Group seriously. I think it's you who didn't take the Kowloon Group seriously!!"

"I was talking to the Ninth President, but you intervened. What's going on? Did I remember it wrong? Is the current President of the Kowloon Group your Shanxin Jilong?"

"Your stupid way of giving orders and interrupting others is worthy of your inflated ambition."

"The Ninth President is still in good health, believers, please don't be impatient!"

"Attacking with a knife, is that the Kowloon Group's way of treating guests? I've really opened my eyes today!"

Every word was heart-wrenching, making Shanxin Jilong's face even uglier.

In a split second, something unexpected happened, and a life was lost in a moment of confusion, which really made several people present change their color.

No one has died in the Kowloon Group's assessment room for a long time.

The believer Jilong laughed sinisterly, did not answer, and just waved his hand.

Another follower behind him understood and shouted.

A few breaths later, the door of the evaluation room was brazenly pushed open, and a chilly wind accompanied by rain blew in, along with a crowd of dark figures that appeared.

They were the fighting faction of the Shanxin Society, all of them carrying swords and knives. When they received the order, they rushed in without hesitation and all turned their eyes to the believer Jilong.

This is also the current situation of the Japanese Yakuza - the subordinates of my subordinates are not my subordinates. For the fighting faction of these Zenshinkai, the orders of the Ninth Generation Ryushin are definitely not as useful as a word from Zenshin Yoshiryu.

"Cut him."

Shanxin Jilong pointed at Uesugi Kiyoshi and uttered three words from between his teeth, filled with overwhelming hatred, as if he wished he could tear the young man into pieces.

The team leaders present all looked like they were enjoying a good show. The fighting faction of the Shanxin Society came in with great force, blocking the door and cutting off Uesugi Kiyoshi's escape route.

The situation is tense and the battle is about to break out.

At this moment, the somewhat old voice of the Ninth Generation Dragon Heart sounded.

"Jilong, wait a minute."

Shanxin Jilong still had to give some face to the general. Now was not the time to fall out with him.

He made a gesture to stop his men from moving forward, then slowly turned around and looked at Jiushi Longxin with a gloomy gaze, his voice a little hoarse.

"President. He killed Yusuke."

"Yusuke has been with me for twenty years. You know that."

"I can't let him walk out of here alive, not to mention that he is a retainer of Touwen Maki, even if he is Touwen Jue's son, I can't let him walk out of here alive."

"President, are you going to help an outsider?"

"Now, this is a personal grudge between me and this kid, you'd better not get involved!"

The tone of the words is polite, but not very friendly. How could it sound like the conversation between a subordinate and a superior?

The smile on Jiushi Longxin's face gradually faded, and his cloudy eyes became clear. He looked at Shanxin Jilong and smiled slightly, not caring about his offense.

"Jilong, don't be too anxious."