The group of people walked through the cloister, surrounded by tall cherry blossom trees. The cherry blossom season had long passed, and the bare branches were tied with red knots.
Evergreen bamboos are planted against the wall of the courtyard, and the surrounding pond water has frozen.
Before reaching the hall, you can hear the sound of clashing bamboo swords, mixed with the sounds of humming and haha.
The fat man whispered: "The headquarters of this underworld looks like the emperor's back garden."
Xu Chuanyang glanced upward and saw an omnidirectional camera, "Fat man, stop talking."
The fat man immediately fell silent.
The person leading the way did not lead them to a place like the living room, but directly to the kendo training ground behind them.
There was a square leather mat spread in the middle of the wide field, on which two people were testing swordsmanship.
"Please wait a moment, our commander-in-chief will be here soon."
In the Inagawa Society, the hierarchy is very strict, and the highest-ranking person who leads this area is the general manager Kondo Yusei.
Xuejizhezi said a few words to the man, then turned to translate to everyone, "He asked us to wait a moment."
Everyone stood there and waited patiently, while watching the kendo competition in the field. The two people on the field quickly decided the winner, and then two more people were replaced. In order to prevent injuries, they all wore protective masks on their faces.
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After a long time, Kondo Feng still didn't appear. Zhou Huiyi showed a hint of impatience, "Although we have something to ask for, we can't put on such a big show. It's been half an hour."
"Let's wait a while." Ye Hanxuan looked at his watch.
As a result, another half hour passed. I don't know how many people on the field changed, but Kondo was still missing.
"Is this a test of our patience?" Even Xu Chuanyang, who has always been the most calm, could not help but complain.
Xueji Hezi said embarrassedly: "Maybe he was delayed for something."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figures around him suddenly moved. Lu Sheng was striding towards the two people competing in the middle of the field. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he was already standing in front of one of them, stretched out his slender hand, "Kondo
Hello, sir."
Mr. Kondo? Mr. Kondo?
But that man wore a protective mask on his face, and no one introduced his identity. Why was Lu Sheng so sure that he was Kondo Feng?
I saw the man slowly taking off his mask with the hand that was not holding the wooden sword. Under the bright lights in the sword dojo, he turned out to be a face that was completely different from what everyone had imagined. He was young and energetic, elegant, and looked the same no matter how he looked at it.
The word "gangster" cannot be mentioned, so who can imagine that he would kill his father with his own hands.
"Did the captain admit his mistake?"
"No, this should be Kondo Feng. You see there is a seven centimeter long scar above his left eye. I heard it was left when he dueled with his father." Yukiji Tsuruko hurriedly stepped forward and translated in Japanese.
What Lu Sheng said.
The young man's eyes fell calmly on Lu Sheng, with a flash of approval in his eyes. He stretched out his hand to shake his hand, "Hello, Kondo Feng."
As expected, he is Kondo Moshi, the general director of the Hokkaido branch of the Inagawa Society. I didn't expect him to be so young.
"How did you recognize me?" Kondo Feng translated through Yukiji Tsuruko, obviously very interested in knowing.
Lu Sheng smiled resolutely, "I observed all the previous competitions, and they were all fought with all their strength. The only exception was your competition. Your opponent seemed to be careful everywhere, as if he was afraid of hurting you. I guessed,
Who could make him so afraid? In this place, I am afraid that you are the only one, Kondo Feng."
Yukiji Tsuruko translated his words exactly. Kondo Hao was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly. He looked back at the subordinate who had just competed with him, and said in a cold tone, "You can choose your own hands and feet.
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The man lowered his head and knelt in front of him. Before anyone could react, he quickly pulled out the dagger, raised the knife and dropped it. His whole left hand fell to the floor, and blood spattered, which was shocking.
It was the first time Luo Xi saw such a scene, and she couldn't help but take a step back. Her stomach was churning, as if she was about to vomit.
Xu Chuanyang, who was standing beside her, stood in front of her calmly and whispered: "Close your eyes."
She didn't dare to close her eyes, so she could only turn her eyes elsewhere. She couldn't make any mistakes on her own at this time. If she aroused the other party's suspicion, all her efforts would be wasted.
She endured it again and again, trying hard to suppress the nauseating feeling, and gradually tightened her fists at her sides.
Except for her, the others remained expressionless. To them, they had experienced scenes more bloody and tragic than this, and it was no big deal to cut off a hand.
The big man held the severed hand and walked backwards out of the sword dojo with an expressionless expression. A row of bright red blood stains was left on the ground. Someone immediately started cleaning it with cleaning tools. Soon, the place was as clean as ever, but the air was still filled with blood.
Smells strongly with blood.
"Please take a seat." The two men in the venue seemed like nothing had happened, and someone brought two large chairs.
Although Kondo Feng looks young, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of cruelty that has accumulated after training, and he is not an easy character to deal with.
Before the conversation started, a man in black bowed and walked up to him, and what he handed over turned out to be two photos.
Kondo Feng flipped through it, glanced at several people in the group, and finally put it back into the hands of the man in black, "It's none of your business."
"yes."
Although it only happened in a moment, Lu Sheng still saw the contents of the photo. It turned out to be a photo of the six of them when they just got off the plane. He couldn't help but secretly thank Luo Xi in his heart. If she hadn't strongly asked to follow him,
They would just randomly find someone to replace him, and the result would naturally be inconsistent with this photo. Now it seems that Yukiji Tsuruko was right at all. Kondo Satoshi is indeed a cautious person.
"Mr. Lu came all the way from China. Please forgive me for any slightness." He was very polite when he spoke, with a slight smile on his lips. If he hadn't seen his cruelty just now, he would definitely think that this was
A very kind man.
"I don't dare to take it seriously. I came here to ask for Mr. Kondo's help. I apologize for any inconvenience." Lu Sheng's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and was just right.
"Actually, it's not just Mr. Lu. There are many people in China who are interested in such things." He waved, and someone immediately brought tea over. He poured tea for Lu Sheng himself, "What is Mr. Lu's bargaining chip? Don't follow me.
Withdraw money, you know, someone once gave it to me." He spread his fingers and the rest of the words disappeared between his lips.
The fat man hurriedly asked Ye Hanxuan next to him in a low voice, "Fifty million."
Ye Hanxuan shook his head, "No, five hundred million."
"Damn, this thing is too damn valuable."
Lu Sheng smiled and said: "Since Mr. Kondo has not agreed to such a big price, I really can't guess what Mr. Kondo wants."
Kondo Feng half-squinted his eyes and did not answer his question. Suddenly the topic changed, "Mr. Lu, how are your personal skills? Let's have a test."