1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

The inexperienced Saga Hiro blushed, and the other men were shocked.

no...

big brother?

The time given for attacking the third floor is only 5 minutes, right?

How did you manage to climb the stairs, enter the door, find the person, subdue him, undress him, get him wet, penetrate him, ejaculate, and kill him?!

"Asshole! Didn't you touch it too?!"

A man screamed and turned to escape, but was quickly caught by the agent who appeared and treated him the same way, and then he lay on the ground wailing.

The informant was very obedient and immediately slapped himself a few times, so嵯娥浩 and the agent did not pursue his behavior of touching the female nurse.

Just as Fujiwara Kanezane said before, as long as there is a leader, more and more people will report their former "brothers" in order to avoid being implicated.

Genes determine that humans are inherently selfish, and a group of hooligans and scum are certainly no exception.

The final statistics showed that during this "campaign", 7 people committed crimes such as murder, rape, and injury to non-gang members.

Saga Hiro repeatedly stressed the following from the beginning:

Non-gang members are not the target of this operation and are strictly prohibited from doing unnecessary things.

Therefore, Miss Saga, who was commanding a battle for the first time, was quite angry:

"Third! Besides those who seriously disobeyed my orders, there's even a traitor who escaped without permission!"

Saga Hiro pointed at the ten people lying or kneeling on the ground, shouting in a completely intimidating yet serious tone:

"...Therefore, we must give the above people the most cruel punishment!"

"..."

This is why Sakai Toshihiko was shocked.

Although all the various gangs in Tokyo, big and small, have their own so-called "discipline" and "gang rules", many of them operate under the banner of "fighting the strong and helping the weak, and rescuing the orphans and widows";

But no one can do what they say.

For example, the Yamato Labor Association claimed to be helping the people fight for their legitimate labor rights, but in reality, it brutally suppressed the workers' movement and killed socialists.

For example, if Sakai Toshihiko had not been rescued, he would have died in that "charity hospital".

It is the norm for major gangs in Tokyo that what they say and what they do have absolutely no resemblance at all.

Now, the organization led by this young lady actually seems to be serious about it?

Realize the "justice" of the "Great Japan Justice Group"?

Well, as the name suggests, the things that the Great Japanese Justice Group announced to the public are:

"Uphold justice and help society."

"..."

The gang members looked at each other, without any reaction to Saga Hiro's words, and still kept their eyes on the maid standing behind her.

Even though Fujiwara Kanezane repeatedly emphasized that Saga Hiro was the commander of all actions, in the eyes of these violent elements, only this maid was the real power holder.

The agent was not interested in the admiring looks of the gangsters, but Miss Saga was completely furious at being ignored.

She picked up the water pipe in her hand and slammed it hard on the gravel ground beside her, making a dull sound and attracting everyone's attention again.

Although his palms were aching from the vibration, Saga Hiro endured it. With a wave of his hand, he pointed the water pipe at Tanabe Ina, who was charging at the front line but had done nothing.

"Mr. Tanabe!!!"

"I...I I I I I'm here!"

When suddenly being called upon, Tanabe Ina answered hurriedly.

Despite being one of the "suicide squad", he was well protected due to Fujiwara Kanezane's orders and played a minor role throughout the whole process;

Not to mention killing people, he had rarely even seen scenes of slaughter, so he was still timid.

Naturally, they still maintained the instinctive fear and respect that the lower class people in Japan had for the upper class, even towards the high-ranking Miss Saga.

"What do you want?"

"I have decided that anyone who disobeys my orders and commits a serious crime will be put to death!"

Saga Hiro's eyes were red as he roared:

"Now, you will execute these 10 people!"

“Ah? Ah??? Me???”

Tianbiandao showed a dull expression as if to say "I'm not a tyrant", and then waved his hands frantically:

"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I can't do it!"

Because he was holding a samurai sword in his hand, he almost hit his "companion" next to him when he swung it, scaring everyone so much that they quickly moved away from him.

Not sure if he was encouraging Tanabe Ina or himself, Saga Hiro gritted his teeth and threatened:

"You have to do it even if you can't!! If you can't do it!! You'll die!!!"

"..."

Tianbian Dao is an ordinary rickshaw driver. Everything that happened from last night to today has already caused him a huge shock. How could he have any extra courage?

Seeing that Tanabe Ichi was hesitant, Saga Hiro raised the iron water pipe, stepped on the traitor whose legs and jaw were broken by the agent, and smashed it down hard!

"Pfft!"

The hard iron pipe collided violently with the human flesh.

Thanks to the popular physical education classes and militaristic education in Japanese schools during this period, Saga Hiro was not a pure rich girl who was powerless, but on the contrary had some muscles.

However, although the aim was for the head, it missed the target, and a deep bloody mark immediately appeared on the mutineer's arm.

The other party wanted to scream, but because his jaw was broken, he could not make any continuous sounds and could only struggle frantically!

Saga Hiro was completely inexperienced and unprepared, and was knocked to the ground with her buttocks. However, she immediately got up and was hit by another stick!

This time, the blow hit the opponent's head, and blood and flesh flew everywhere! !

Then, one stick! One stick!! One stick!!!

After the mutineer had stopped making any movement, she wiped away the blood and human tissue that covered half of her face and looked back at Tianbiandao with a devilish look in her eyes:

"See?! Do it like me! If you can't do it, I'll have Brother and Sister execute you immediately!!"

"..."

Under the threat of his life, Tanabe finally stepped forward tremblingly. Seeing the mutineer beaten to a bloody pulp, he trembled and raised his knife, holding it to the man's neck, crying out:

“Private Marseille!”

Then, he imitated the posture of killing a chicken and wiped it hard!

Blood splattered high into the air. The corpse struggled for a while and then became completely motionless.

As long as you start eating meat, the rest will be easy.

“Private Marseille!”

“Private Marseille!”

“Private Marseille!”

“Private Marseille!”

"..."

Every time someone was killed, Tianbiandao would cry and shout this.

What followed was splattered blood and expressions of fear on the faces of the gang members around them.

Tanabe Ina had never learned to use a samurai sword, but there was nothing wrong with his use of it.

The thin-bladed and brittle Japanese sword is different from the Chinese back machete. It is not suitable for chopping, but rather for "technical use".

Therefore, wiping the neck is the fastest and most effective way.

Soon, there were only ten corpses left on the ground, some twitching and some motionless.

No one knows yet that the titles of this rich young lady who persevered and the coachman who lay on the ground and vomited wildly will be "Bloody Princess" and "King of Killing" in the future.

The agent nodded slightly and recorded everything.

015 The truth of the world that Miss Saga wants 1

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"...Afterwards, she imitated your previous actions, first personally executing the leader of the Minlaokai, Kawai Tokusaburo, and then having the gang members report on each other..."

Inside Fujiwara Kanezane's newly purchased house, the agent reported to the owner the results of the past two days' operations (mainly targeting the Civil Workers' Association):

"...In the end, almost everyone was executed. The Justice Corps weren't lying. The people from the Civil Service Union were indeed more cruel than them."

"...How does the little mouse determine the standard for execution?"

"She didn't tell me, but it seemed to be based on her own values."

“My own values…”

Fujiwara Kanezane smiled with interest:

"Alright, if she and Tanabe Ino take any actions against other gangs in the future, you can just have someone keep an eye on them and report to me at any time. You don't have to get involved personally."

"You mean, killing people and attacking?"

"Well, they're just a bunch of damn consumables anyway. Letting them suffer heavy casualties will also help the little mouse manage it, right?"

Consumables refer to the more than one hundred members of the Justice Corps' "Death Squad" who had previously committed serious crimes;

From the beginning, Fujiwara no Kanezane had no intention of letting them live, he just wanted to make use of them.

Who could have imagined that a person who had never even killed a chicken in his previous life would talk about killing after only a few days in this world?

It's all the world's fault.

"Yes, as you wish."

Neither of them asked whether killing so many gang members would alert the government, cause trouble, or have to clean up the mess.

Because one doesn't care, and the other cares even less.

Does the Japanese government dare to cause trouble for them?

I am from the Fujiwara family!

My father Fujiwara... Oh, this guy is useless...

My mother-in-law, Empress Dowager Taisho!

If someone is really blind, the solution is very simple.

Isn't it enough to just kill them until they become sensible?

"By the way, Commander, before Sakai Rihiko left, he said he hoped to meet you."

"Not interested, see you."

"Yes, and besides, Miss Saga..."

"Brother!"

Just as the agent was about to continue reporting, Saga Hiro's voice rang out from outside the door:

"I'm done showering, can you come in?"

"...Okay, come in!"

"Yes."

After getting consent,嵯娥浩 slowly opened the door.

She was wearing a traditional white Japanese undergarment and had just finished a shower. There were still water droplets on her loose black hair, and her rosy little face was so beautiful that it was almost beyond words.

Because he had killed so many people, the somewhat scary smell of blood on his body when he just came back seemed to have completely disappeared.