My life in Tokyo

Lin Yuansheng doesn’t care about the Senyuan Society at all. He doesn’t care whether this organization is alive or dead.

What he cared about was Omori Masaki's mood.

This format was deliberately created purely to make Masaki Omori happy.

"Why did you come here?"

Lin Yuansheng looked at the prince: "The mission is not going well, do you need me to help?"

"It's not the time for you to use your trump card yet." The prince said, handing over the document in his hand: "Take a look at this."

Lin Yuansheng took the document, glanced through it, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The document is a declaration of war issued by the Japanese Living Fist to the disciples of the dark group YOMI.

Before he arrived in Japan,

The YOMI Group began to fight for the orthodoxy against Japan's living boxing gyms.

Specifically, the YOMI Group approached Japanese masters of human boxing to challenge them to a life-and-death duel, which was a bit like Feng Yuxiu challenging various martial arts masters.

Or maybe the YOMI Group sent its executives to challenge the gym and tear down its signboard.

The former is a fight between life and death, while the latter is more about a fight for face.

The conflict between the two sides became increasingly intense.

The Dark Group did not resort to any means other than martial arts. Instead, it submitted a declaration of war in accordance with the rules of the martial arts community. The Japanese martial arts community could only follow the rules and send disciple-level martial artists to respond.

"Jyuuga Ouma, Kuroki Gensai, Kyogoku Makoto, Kana E..."

Lin Yuansheng read the name on the document.

He only remembered the name Kyogoku Makoto.

"They are all top masters in the Japanese martial arts world, the strongest disciples under Miaoshou, and the trump cards of the Living Fist."

"Ye Xiang fought with Gana E two days ago, but the winner was not decided."

The prince said.

Lin Yuansheng said "Oh" and became interested. Ye Xiang's strength was quite extraordinary. He was also a martial artist who followed his path of master. Although he was a disciple, his strength was already comparable to that of a master.

Even he couldn't win.

It seems that Japan's living boxing is not a bunch of garbage.

"If Huo Ren Quan wants to challenge us to a duel, then let's fight!" Lin Yuansheng threw the documents on the table and said indifferently.

The prince said, "Is this okay? The Living Fist wants to trade space for time. I've also learned about these people. Except for Kyogoku Makoto, none of them have had much contact with the martial arts world before. They all have their current strengths thanks to their unyielding will to fight."

"The Living Man Fist clearly shows that his disciples are not good enough, so he wants to train these people to deal with us."

"With their talents, as long as they are exposed to the theory of Qi, they will surely make rapid progress in martial arts and overtake others."

The prince was worried about an accident.

After all, even Ye Xiang, the strongest person in the YOMI Group after Lin Yuansheng, only tied with Gana E.

This shows that the other party, without understanding the true meaning of martial arts and without ever being exposed to the principles of Qi, has also trained his body to the genetic limit.

The difference between the levels of disciples lies in the improvement of basic physical qualities.

Only a very small number of martial artists who have achieved great success will train their bodies year after year. Normal martial artists, as long as they understand the concept of Qi, can practice Qi when their physical strength reaches a certain level and they comprehend the principle of Qi.

You can easily push open this door and step into the world of warriors.

"It doesn't matter, I will take action."

Lin Yuansheng spoke in a calm tone.

These plain words immediately calmed the prince down.

Ye Xiang is indeed the best expert in the YOMI Group, second only to the chief, but the gap between him and the chief is even greater than the gap between humans and monkeys.

This is the prince’s personal experience.

"Indeed, no matter how strong they become, they can never surpass you!" said the prince helplessly.

The prince added: "Since you agree, I will arrange it. The ring match required by the Living Human Fist will be held on the 9th of next month."

"On the ninth of next month?"

Lin Yuansheng suddenly sat up straight; he remembered this day.

Senior Sister Akane is going to participate in the national kendo tournament finals - the Akiba Cup, which will be held at the Tokyo Dome on the 9th of next month.

"Location?"

"not decided."

The prince glanced at Lin Yuansheng's face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yuansheng thought for a moment and said, "If the time requirement for the live-action boxing match is the 9th, then the location of the ring match will be decided by us and will be arranged near the Tokyo Dome."

It’s just right after the ring match that I can go watch Senior Sister Qian’s match.

Kill two birds with one stone!

The prince shrugged, wrote down the order, and closed the report book in his hand: "There is nothing else to do. Wu Lei'an asked me to ask you when you will go to the Wu clan."

His smile was a little mischievous, as if he was getting to know Lin Yuansheng all over again.

"....You said you promised Wu Jialuo that you would meet your parents and get engaged when you returned to Tokyo."

Lin Yuansheng's expression froze slightly.

Chapter 223: Destroy the Family

"Mr. Sheng, we are here."

The secretary's call made Jiu Chengsheng slowly open his eyes.

When you push the door and get out of the car, you will see an elegant Japanese-style courtyard.

Do not know why,

The big guys in the underworld all like to live in this kind of classical mansion, as if such an elegant and quiet environment can purify the sins of killing that they have committed.

This is true for Boss Watanabe and also for Kajimoto Kiyama.

Jiu Chengsheng doesn't like this kind of house, he prefers to live in a modern big villa.

"Brother Jiucheng!"

Kajimoto Kiyama greeted them personally with a big smile on his face.

Hisako Makoto snorted and followed Kajimoto Kiyama into the heavily guarded mansion.

The two of them entered the inner room and got down to business without any greetings.

These few days,

Hisa Makoto Kyu and Kajimoto Kiyama teamed up to bully the Omori clan further and further. Not only did they take this opportunity to seize the Omori clan's power, they also frantically poached its employees.

Faced with such aggressive bullying from the two factions, Masaki Omori changed his usual behavior and gave in step by step. He even took the initiative to contact the two in the morning and said that he wanted to quit the Yakuza.

joke!

The underworld is the underworld. How can you just quit if you want to?

"Kajimoto, I'm telling you the truth." Hisako Makoto said bluntly, "Boss Watanabe doesn't have the ambitions he used to have, and I'm not interested in the chairman's position. If you want it, I won't compete with you!"

"But this is my Watanabe family's property, you can't take a single cent!"

"That was originally ours. It was Boss Watanabe who was blinded by greed and gave it to that kid Omori. Why should he stand above us? Just because there is a person...a person standing behind him?"

Jiuchengsheng was stuck for a moment and still didn't dare to call out Lin Yuansheng's name.

Kajimoto Kiyama: "Alright! Brother Jiucheng is so generous! I also promise that even if I become the president, brother Jiucheng will still be the second in command!"

Jiu Chengsheng snorted lightly, and his face became ferocious.

He raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.

"Omori is giving in like this, the guy behind him must be dead, so he doesn't dare to continue to confront us!"

"Oh! He let that kid die so easily. If he were still alive, I would torture him severely to avenge myself!"

Jiucheng was full of drunken harsh words.

Kajimoto Kiyama was also very happy, and kept echoing beside him: "Although the boy is dead, he still has a sister. I know that Omori has been secretly protecting the boy's sister!"

Jiu Chengsheng was stunned for a moment, the flame of revenge burning in his eyes.

He didn't say anything, but just picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Kajimoto Kiyama's. Everything was said without words.

The two had been worried before that Lin Yuansheng might not be dead, but just not in Japan, so Omori Masaki had the confidence to go against them; but now, Omori Masaki has accepted his fate and did not resist even when we stepped on his face, which made them feel relieved.

As for Lin Zaozhi,

It won’t be too late to deal with her after completely dealing with Masaki Omori.

As the two were imagining the future, someone came in hurriedly: "Team Leader, President Omori is here!"

Hisa Makoto Yui and Kajimoto Kiyama put down their glasses at the same time and looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Brother Jiucheng, this has nothing to do with me. I didn't know that kid Omori would come." Seeing Jiuchengsheng's strange look, Kajimoto Mushan waved his hand to explain, and then said: "But he came at the right time, and it's time to put the words on the table."

The two men put on their coats and came to the front yard.

Omori Masaki, accompanied by four or five younger brothers and his secretary Asayama Yumi, confronted Wakashira of the Kajimoto faction with a grim face.

"Wow, isn't this President Omori? What brought you here? You really make my humble place shine."

Now that the cards are laid bare, Kajimoto Kiyama doesn't hide anything and just goes straight to the point of being sarcastic.

"Mr. Kajimoto, Mr. Hisama, since you two are here, let's talk it out!"

Masaki Omori kept his face tense, afraid that he would laugh.

He still has to continue to play his role.

"I am willing to withdraw from the Senyuan Society, not take anything with me, and live a normal life again."

"What a joke!" Jiu Chengsheng couldn't hold it in anymore and sneered, "Who do you think you are? You can quit if you want to, and leave if you want to? I tell you, no way! You must feel bad when the backing you relied on is gone. You must be happy to be able to bully us, right?"

"I will make you lose everything and let you slowly struggle in pain!"

Jiu Chengsheng seemed to want to release all the resentment that had been accumulated in his heart for more than half a year.

Omori Masaki said coldly: "Can't we discuss it again?"

"Are you worthy?" Jiu Chengsheng sneered.

Masaki Omori could hardly suppress the smile on his face. He pinched himself quietly before continuing to maintain his miserable character.

If God wants to kill someone, he will first make him crazy.

Is there anything more despairing than falling from heaven to the abyss?

"President, let's go first!" Asayama Yumi grabbed Omori Masaki just in time, which forced Kajimoto Kiyama to jump out and express his position: "This is not a place where you can come and go as you please. President Omori, you can leave if you want, but she will stay."

Yumi Asayama bit her lower lip and looked panic-stricken, causing the Yakuza members who gathered around to burst into harmonious laughter.

Outside the mansion,

Jinye Jingliu puffed up his cheeks and glared at the fierce bodyguards outside the mansion: "He actually used us as thugs, who does he think we are?"

I am the future successor of the Curse Forbidden Dao!

"Second Miss, just accept your fate..." Odysseus sighed.

The two of them were getting closer and closer to the mansion, naturally attracting the attention of the Yado members: "This is a private place, get out of here!"

"Well, I'll guard the front door, and Uncle Odysseus, you guard the back door, how about that?"

"Ok."

Odysseus turned and left without even looking at these ferocious and evil members of the underworld.

The Yakuza members were stunned. They had never seen such a strange foreigner before. But when their eyes fell on the pretty face of the girl, they immediately came up with an idea. They actually threw such a beautiful girl in front of us. Was they trying to challenge our willpower?

Sorry, our Jidao group has always had poor willpower.