1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

Sakai Eizo confirmed that the guy in front of him was here to cause trouble.

Although he doesn't look like a gangster, there are many people in Tokyo who don't look like gangsters!

For example, the group of people supported by the military!

"Catch them! Especially those two women!"

Following the boss's order, all the gang members in the room rushed forward.

Trafficking women to various places for prostitution is also one of the sources of income for the "Great Japan Justice Group".

However, the sound of flesh being beaten was soon heard in the room.

There are also some strange background sounds:

"Ah fight!"

"Ah fight!"

"Eat my kick!"

"Punch your grandma!"

"Justice from heaven!!"

“Eat my big cock!!”

"Sepo Reis Mazefak!"

"Is everyone satisfied now?!"

"..."

The agent could no longer bear it, so he threw the gangster who was knocked unconscious into the fireplace, and then flashed back to Fujiwara Kanezane.

"Master, could you please not make any strange noises while I'm doing this?"

"Eh? Was that from me?"

Fujiwara Kanemi pretended to be stupid:

"It's you, isn't it, Yamada-kun?! I told you not to make those weird noises!!!"

"I'm Tian...it's me, it's me...I did it, maid-san. I'm so sorry."

Under the threat of violence, the driver quickly backed down.

He was frightened by the maid's terrifying fighting ability.

Is this really something a woman can do?

Only the legendary samurai could do this, right?!

Of course, compared to a maid lady with strong fighting ability, the person who can subdue and play with such a maid lady is much more terrifying.

Even someone as foolish as him could see that this maid was absolutely loyal and obedient to her master.

"..."

The agent sighed, not wanting to argue with Fujiwara Kanezane, and decided to continue dealing with the others.

However, with a snapping sound, Sakai Eizo, who was hiding at the back, pulled out an extremely dangerous weapon from the table and roared:

"Don't move!"

It was a submachine gun, and one volley of bullets was enough to turn a person into a sieve.

"..."

"..."

Fujiwara Kanezane and the agent raised their eyebrows at the same time:

"Thomson?"

"You know each other? That's easy!"

Sakai Eizo laughed heartily, put the Thompson submachine gun on his waist, and shouted:

"You bunch of idiots! Get down on your knees!"

"...Heh...I miss it so much..."

Fujiwara Kanematsu sighed about the big sister in the game who called him "boss".

"I do miss it, Master."

Thinking of the arrogant purple-haired woman who could hold her back for a few seconds, the agent actually smiled.

"The last time I faced this thing was, as far as I can remember, nearly twenty years ago."

"Hey? Have you ever fought with her?"

"We met during the Griffin era. She had a stance shield, and I couldn't even break through her defense with my own weapons."

"Station Shield?"

"Yes, I loaded it when I came here to protect you."

"Oh? When can you show me?"

“I hope the day never comes when there’s no demo…”

"Then I really hope to visit your world."

"You don't like..."

As the two men talked, neither of them took the dangerous submachine gun in front of them seriously.

Sakai, the driver, Saga Hiro, and other gang members couldn't understand.

That's a gun!!

And it is a machine gun (submachine gun) that can fire a lot of bullets!

Sakai Eizo roared in a somewhat timid tone:

"Kneel down..."

However, before he could utter these words, his vision suddenly blurred and his hand felt lighter. When he looked again, the submachine gun had fallen into the hands of the maid with terrifying fighting ability.

"Here, Master. It's slightly different from the one in the Griffin Bug's hand. It's not as powerful as the branded weapon in Thompson's hand, and its firing rate and durability are inferior."

“After all, it’s been remodeled…”

Fujiwara Kanezane touched the American-made weapon and fiddled with it curiously:

"Tsk tsk tsk...Teach me how to use a gun when you have time...Huh? No? I think I know how to use this gun."

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to use it. I can use all the weapons of this period."

“You’re so awesome…”

"..."

This time, Sakai Eizo finally understood why these two people were still strolling leisurely even when facing gunpoint.

Because he didn't even have the chance to shoot in the first place!!

"You...you...you guys..."

The agent ignored him and asked Fujiwara no Kanezane for orders:

"Master, what should we do with these people?"

"Just take the money and leave... Hey? Wait, I thought of something fun."

"...What do you want to play?"

"Hey, you control me."

Fujiwara Kanezane smiled slyly, carrying the Thomson in front of the stunned Sakai Eizo, and tilted his head and said:

"Get down on your knees, you idiot!"

"..."

These words seemed to have supreme magic power.

Not only Sakai Eizo, but also other gang members who tried to take up weapons to resist knelt down.

The Japanese have always been obedient to powerful violence, and the gangs are even more so.

"come here."

Fujiwara no Kanezane waved to the driver, Ta...something, then timidly came over, bowing and nodding.

"Master...Master..."

"From today on, you are their leader."

"...Why??"

"Why????"

The driver and Sakai were both stunned for a few seconds, the former waving his hands frantically in panic:

"Master! I'm just a coachman!!"

"Who says a rickshaw driver can't be a gang boss?"

Fujiwara Kanezane curled his lips and asked:

"Hey, you..."

"I...I'm a drunkard..."

"I don't care what your name is. What did you do?"

"I am Great Japan..."

"Let me ask you what you did before you joined the gang? Wow!"

"...I am...a dockworker."

"...a scab..."

In fact, through questioning the driver and interrogating the younger brothers outside, he already knew the usual activities of this "Justice Group".

He was originally a worker, but after joining the gang, he helped capitalists beat and kill workers.

Tsk tsk tsk...

It is essentially the same as the management in later generations who helped capitalists exploit employees.

Of course, Fujiwara no Kaneki didn't care about this at the moment, but instead taught the driver a lesson:

"Look, he used to be just a bag carrier, but he managed to make it to where he is today. Why can't you do the same?"

"I...I...I..."

After hearing about Sakai Eizo's previous identity, the driver was slightly tempted, but almost immediately, he lost his temper again:

"No, Master, I really..."

"No, your mother, no!"

Fujiwara no Kanezane slapped the driver on the back of the head and cursed:

"Can you be a bit more ambitious? You're a gangster boss, smoking, drinking, and having sex with women! Or do you like being robbed? If so, I'm leaving now!"

"No! No! I don't like it! I don't like it!!"

The driver quickly hugged Fujiwara Kanezane's thighs.

He is indeed a coward, but not stupid.

If this young master leaves, he will be dead.

"If you don't want to die, then become my boss!"

“But…but…but…”

"But your mother's head!"

Fujiwara Kanezane slapped him on the head again:

"If you don't do it, I'll leave!"