My lover is this organization

The dog head that had a very happy face a second ago suddenly changed its expression and immediately put on a pitiful look.

"Rich woman...hungry, hungry, food, please support me...I don't want to work hard anymore."

"puff!"

Vermouth was so amused by him that she lost her composure instantly.

Then she raised her chin slightly, patted her thigh gently, waved at Qin Wuque, and spoke in a condescending tone of a queen.

"Why don't you get into the bowl?"

"I'm coming right now..."

Qin Wuque was about to run over happily.

at the same time--

"Cough cough!"

A cough as clear as a silver bell came from behind.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw a petite girl in a black suit clearing her throat with a serious face on the podium.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let the meeting officially begin."

She made the announcement without even giving people time to return to their seats.

"Regarding the emails previously sent to all the Yakuza organizations in Kanto, a total of 40% of the Yakuza organizations responded positively and pledged their allegiance."

"Only forty?" Qin Wuque was stunned.

"Yes, forty."

Noah's Ark nodded slightly.

"The remaining 60 percent of the Yakuza organizations all chose to remain silent without exception."

"There are so many... It would be a bit troublesome to hammer them one by one." Qin Wuque scratched his head.

"No, it's not a problem at all."

Noah's Ark waved his hand, and the large screen behind the laptop connected to the podium lit up immediately. A large number of names scrolled on it, with each name connected by lines.

From bottom to top, the higher you go, the sparser the population becomes.

And at the top of the list, there was only one name.

Kowloon Group.

"I've heard of this underworld organization before!" Vodka exclaimed.

Noah's Ark hummed, then waved his hand again to enlarge the icon of Kowloon Group.

All of a sudden, eight hidden forks appeared out of nowhere in the progressive tree diagram.

"The Kowloon Group controls 60% of the Yakuza organizations in the entire Kanto region. Its power is greater than that of the Nimchan Society, but it has always been forced to be second because of the government background of the Nimchan Society."

"The Kowloon Group has a total of nine branches, namely -"

"The Iemura Association headed by Iemura Ryumi."

"The Liu Society headed by Liu Longren."

"The Tengsen Society, headed by Tengsen Ryusei."

"The Ueno Clan headed by Ueno Ryuhei."

"The Katsunokai, headed by Katsuya Ryuichiro."

"The Yuan Society headed by Yuan Longhai."

"The Kurosaki Society, led by Kurosaki Junlong."

"The believers' association headed by the believer Jilong."

"And the Ninth Generation Society, which leads the eight branches under it, headed by the Ninth Generation Long Xin, the president of the Nine Dragon Group."

"Um……"

Qin Wuque rubbed his hands after writing down every name and face on the icons.

"One headquarters controls eight sub-hosts, reducing the number of sub-hosts from hundreds to just a few. It seems to be a lot more convenient."

"No, it's actually simpler than you think, brother."

Noah's Ark smiles.

"I have successfully found out that in a few days, the Kowloon Group will hold an internal meeting targeting you, brother. At that time, all the people from the eight branches and the headquarters will gather together."

"Gather together, and then I'll take them all down! I'm familiar with this routine!"

Qin Wuque snapped his fingers crisply.

"Do not……"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his hand being held by a slightly cool and soft hand.

Turning around, I was met with the serious and determined gaze of the silver-haired beauty.

"Wrong, we are together."

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The second update is loading~~~

The Kowloon Group is actually the big boss in Hot Blood Street. Although I had originally decided not to make any intrusive interventions in the future, I suddenly found that it seemed just right to put it before the finale, so I brought it here to whip the corpse, which just happened to echo the beginning and end of the whole book.

Hey, just think of it as a villain that I created originally, it’s not a big problem.

hehe~

Chapter 504 Surrender or die

As summer goes and autumn comes, the red maple leaves fall.

This is a very solemn ancient temple, with white walls and green tiles surrounded by pink cherry blossoms and fiery red maple trees. Neatly cut marble is paved into a straight main road leading directly to the entrance of the ancient temple.

On weekdays, this is a quiet place with almost no visitors except for the necessary cleaners and maintenance staff.

But it is also the exclusive gathering place for the nine gangs under the Kowloon Group, the largest yakuza organization in the Kanto region.

The so-called gathering place, in other words, is where the nine gangs will gather to discuss only when major events occur.

Today, this ancient temple has been reopened, and the gate with the word "nine" engraved with gold has been split into two halves in the middle and opened to both sides.

Outside the entrance of the ancient temple, under the scorching sun, hundreds of people in neat suits stood in square formations on both sides of the main road.

At first glance, it looks like a flock of crows.

There were more than ten Mercedes-Benz cars parked outside the gate of the ancient temple.

They split open one after another at the same angle, and like the square formation inside, on both sides, all the car heads were facing the gate, and their arrangement looked like the black wings of a crow waving.

Today is the day when the Kowloon Group gathers again. The heads of each hall have brought their strong soldiers here.

It's not to show off his muscles to other family heads, but purely for safety reasons.

Just imagine, this is the gathering place of the largest Yakuza organization in the Kanto region. When this place is opened, all Yakuza organizations in Kanto and Osaka will receive the news.

A group of people gathered in a room for a meeting. At this time, only one rocket launcher or even a grenade could wipe out the nine most powerful underground forces in the Kanto area.

In this situation, not bringing your strongest soldiers with you would undoubtedly be the most foolish choice.

Therefore, today the ancient temple can be regarded as an important troop station. Anyone who intends to cause trouble will face concentrated fire and siege from the most elite troops of the Kowloon Group.

Faced with an armed force of this scale, the only thing most people can think of is to use the national army to suppress it.

But then again, that's only for "ordinary people".

"Six o'clock, already in position."

Without any warning, Qin Wuque heard a voice connection sound from his earphones, followed by the voice of a silver-haired beauty.

As if some connecting switch was turned on, after the voice of Captain Qin sounded, the voices of others also sounded one after another.

"Eight o'clock, already in position."

"Four o'clock, in position."

The ancient temple is located on a mountain, facing the mountain wall and the mountain road and with its back to the cliff.

It would be impossible for such an important gathering to not have even one or two snipers responsible for long-range defense.

The only one who can deal with a sniper is a sniper.

Therefore, Qin Wuque asked Captain Qin to take Chianti and Cohen, two of the best snipers in the organization, to ambush at a higher place on the mountain in advance, lock the position of each Kowloon Group sniper, and kill them immediately when the action begins.

As for when the action will begin, that is naturally——

"Well, can we get ready to start work?"

After taking a big sip of the Assam milk tea in his hand, Qin Wuque casually screwed on the cap and threw the bottle back into the water bottle rack of the motorcycle under him, then pressed the control switch with his backhand.

In an instant, accompanied by a faint sound of motor drive, the weapon boxes on both sides of the motorcycle's fuel tank opened, and two slender small swords with a full sense of technological luster popped out.

He was actually located across the road from the gate of the ancient temple.

The ancient temple belongs to the Kowloon Group, but this mountain road is not, so even though he has been here for a while, no one came out to drive him away, at most they would just take a few more glances.

Inertial thinking, who in their right mind would come and cause trouble for Kowloon at this time?

But today they happened to meet a group of abnormal people.

The sword came out of the sheath, Qin Wuque reached out and grasped it, pulling it out and it was in his hand.

He carried two small swords on his shoulders, got off the motorcycle, crossed the mountain road, walked slowly between a dozen Mercedes-Benz cars, and came to the gate as if strolling in a garden.

At that moment, hundreds of people lined up in a square in front of the entrance of the ancient temple turned their heads in unison, their movements as if they were one person.

Qin Wuque was completely unaware and took a step forward, with half a foot already inside the gate.

The next second, dense footsteps sounded like thunder, and the black squares on both sides closed instantly. They blocked the main road, like two armies guarding chess pieces in front of the lord.

"stop!"

Someone stepped out from the square formation, who looked like a young man, and came to Qin Wuque in a menacing manner.

"This is the important place of Kowloon Group. No outsiders are allowed to enter!"

"Oh……"

Qin Wuque nodded, skipping the boring jokes and going straight to the point.

"I'm not a stranger. I just want to talk to your boss. Please make way."

As he said this, he nimbly turned the sword in his hand, with the handle facing forward, and stabbed the opponent in the heart.

Ruotou was caught off guard and knocked to the ground. When he got up, he was furious and waved his hands vigorously.

"Do it!"

Zheng!

Before he finished his words, there was a flash of a knife, and in the blink of an eye, only the word "Ruo" was left on Ruo's head.

The head, still filled with anger, flew into the air with hot blood spilling out, while the headless corpse below had been pierced through by Qin Wuque's knife and lifted high up, then thrown towards the phalanx behind with a swing of the knife.

But no one answered.

Rather than picking up the body of your companion, it would be more meaningful to draw your gun and avenge your companion at this time.

The loud sound of bullets being loaded echoed over the ancient temple.

however--

A figure as swift as a leopard suddenly jumped out from the side.

Curacao climbed over the ancient temple wall with incredible agility and unexpectedly charged into the enemy's formation from overhead.

At the same time, gunshots were heard from the woods on the distant hillside, and two Kowloon snipers who were crawling on the top of the ancient temple for long-distance vigilance were killed on the spot.

With just a one-second time difference, the Kowloon member in the front had just enough time to draw his gun from his waist. Before he could aim, he felt a sudden chill in his throat. When he reached out to touch it, he found that a torrent of hot liquid was pouring out of it.