Hearing Yamamoto Notake mention Kikujiro's name, several people in Maruyama Village were immediately speechless, with a faint expression of fear on their faces.
Kikujiro is definitely a legendary figure in Japan. When he was fifteen years old, he joined the Black Dragon Club. Because of his excellent talent, he was cultivated as a seed in the Black Dragon Club.
When Kikujiro was eighteen years old, he came to China with the Japanese invaders.
What Kikujiro practiced was the way of killing among ninjas. He wanted to use killing to practice his swordsmanship and perseverance. After staying in China for five years, Kikujiro's hands were stained with the freshness of the Chinese people.
Moreover, during this period, Kikujiro searched for martial arts secrets from various sects in China, combined them with the swordsmanship he practiced, and thus blazed his own path.
When Japan was defeated, Kikujiro, who had always been in hiding and had no reputation, did not receive any sanctions and followed the defeated soldiers back to Japan.
At that time, the once-prominent Black Dragon Club had been disbanded, so Kikujiro opened a kendo gym and prepared to teach apprentices.
This matter of playing gymnastics is not something that only exists in China.
In Japan, gymnastics are also very popular. Almost every newly opened martial arts gym will be shunned by its peers, and Kikujiro's kendo gym is naturally no exception.
But those who came to play in the gym soon discovered that they seemed to have found the wrong target.
When challenging Kikujiro, even if they used wooden swords, three of the masters who kicked the gym were beaten to death on the spot, and the remaining five were all beaten to disability.
This made the Japanese martial arts community immediately get to know the young Kikujiro, but at that time Kikujiro was known for being ruthless and ruthless.
To put it nicely, Japan is a nation that values the strong. To put it at worst, it means bullying the weak and fearing the strong. It is impossible to talk about benevolence, justice and morality with the Japanese. Only by beating them with your fists will the Japanese truly respect you.
This point has gone deep into the bones of the Japanese nation. This is not only their foreign policy, but also their domestic policy.
So after killing several challengers one after another, Kikujiro's kendo gym gained quite a reputation in Tokyo, and many young people came here to worship Kikujiro as their teacher.
Of course, some established families in Japan did not want to see the rise of such a new force, so they united the three major martial arts families in Japan at the time and sent some real masters to challenge Kikujiro.
But what no one expected was that Kikujiro, who was only in his twenties, had already reached a very high level in kendo and ninjutsu. At that time, Kikujiro could block bullets with his sword.
In the competition with the three major families, Kikujiro did not fall behind at all.
Kikujiro defeated five masters of Kendo and Itto-ryu one after another. Although no one died, four of them had their shoulder blades broken by him, causing lifelong disabilities.
One of them was even a very famous kendo master in Japan at that time. There were even rumors that he had entered the realm of kendo master.
But even such a master was defeated by Kikujiro's sword. Kikujiro defeated the three major martial arts families with one man and one sword and collectively lost their voices. Kikujiro's kendo gym was never mentioned in front of others.
There is no airtight wall in this world. When the news spread, the entire Japanese martial arts world was shocked. Kikujiro himself also became famous and was hailed as Japan's post-war kendo master.
At the same time, Kikujiro's origins in the Black Dragon Society and some of the things he did in China were also discovered, so young people who still had militaristic ideas regarded him as an idol.
By the middle of this century, Kikujiro's kendo gym had become a must-go place for young Japanese people to learn martial arts. In just a few years, he had made a huge name in Tokyo.
If things continued as they were, Kikujiro would probably live out his life as a martial arts master. However, ten years after Kikujiro's kendo gym was founded, a man came to his door.
This man is called Yamamoto Taichi. He was once Kikujiro’s instructor in the Black Dragon Club and the last president of the Black Dragon Club. Since the Black Dragon Club was disbanded, Yamamoto Taichi has disappeared. No one knows what he has done in these years.
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After meeting Kikujiro, Yamamoto Taichi told him that in the past ten years, he had created an organization called the Yamaguchi-gumi as a member of the Black Dragon Society.
Taichi Yamamoto asked Kikujiro to join the Yamaguchi-gumi group. As the chief instructor of the Yamaguchi-gumi group, Kikujiro, who had been greatly favored by Taichi Yamamoto, finally agreed to his request.
It can be said that Kikujiro is the veteran who has been with the Yamaguchi-gumi since its establishment.
Over the past half century, Kikujiro not only trained thousands of disciples for the Yamaguchi-gumi, but also took the lead and fought on various battlefields, making great contributions to the development and growth of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
Although Kikujiro is now older and has already retired to a farmhouse with beautiful scenery in Mount Fuji.
However, in the minds of all Yamaguchi-gumi disciples, Kikujiro is a spiritual leader with unparalleled great prestige. Even the place where he lives in seclusion is a holy place in the hearts of Yamaguchi-gumi disciples.
So when Yamamoto Notake mentioned Kikujiro's name, several people in Maruyama Village showed fear on their faces, because only they, the core leaders of the Yamaguchi group, knew how scary that old man was.
Even if Yamamoto Notake is the son of Yamamoto Taichi, the founder of the Yamaguchi-gumi group, he would not have the slightest confidence when facing Kikujiro, because even his father cannot control this man.
"President, it was only after we heard about Tamagawa Nakagawa that we started a full-scale war with the mafia organization."
Maruyamamura carefully glanced at Yamamoto Notake and said: "Although we have suffered heavy losses in various cities in the United States, Alejandro, who killed Nakagawa, is also dead. This...can this be regarded as a deal?"
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Yamamoto Notake shook his head and said: "I don't know if this is an explanation. I hope Kikujiro has cultivated his mind and character over the years and can accept the reality that his son is broken..."
As the son of Yamamoto Taichi, Yamamoto Noken knew Kikujiro better than the few people in front of him.
Yamamoto Notake knew that Kikujiro entered Taoism through fighting. When he was over seventy years old, in order to help his son Nakagawa clear the obstacles, he once killed more than 30 people in a casino in Vietnam, and his murderousness was not reduced at all.
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"President, what do you think of this matter?"
Maruyamamura joined the Yamaguchi-gumi in the 1970s. He is now over sixty years old and is considered an old man in the organization. However, when he was asked to meet Maruyamamura, he still felt unsure, fearing that the other party would be angry with him.
"I am also at fault in this matter. I should not have let Nakagawa go to the United States in the first place."
Yamamoto Noken sighed and said: "Let's do this... you guys come with me and explain the matter clearly to Kikujiro, otherwise I will cause something else to happen..."
Kikujiro never married. However, in the 1970s, when Kikujiro was over 60 years old, he was seriously ill. Somehow, he fell in love with a nurse who was caring for him at the time, and actually gave birth to a son.
Even Kikujiro, who was as hard-hearted as iron, was overjoyed to have a son at this old age. He had doted on his son since he was a child. Otherwise, Nakagawa would not have become an important figure in the Yamaguchi-gumi in his thirties.
So after hearing the news of Nakagawa's death, Yamamoto Notake's heart has been hanging.
He didn't know what kind of extreme reaction that old lunatic Kikujiro would have when he heard about this. Why didn't Maruyama Village and others dare not see Kikujiro and Yamamoto Notake?
"Yes, President, Lord Kikujiro will definitely be magnanimous."
Hearing that Yamamoto Notake would accompany them, Maruyama Village and others couldn't help showing a hint of joy on their faces. No matter what, Kikujiro would give the president some face, and the punishment for them would not be too severe.
"Let's go, this matter can't be hidden for a long time." Yamamoto Yuken waved his hand, picked up the phone at hand, arranged the car, and several people filed out of the room.
Mount Fuji is the highest peak in Japan. It is a dormant volcano spanning Shizuoka Prefecture and Yamanashi Prefecture. Its peaks reach into the clouds and its top is covered with snow. It is known as the "Holy Mountain" by the Japanese people and is a symbol of the Japanese nation.
As one of the symbols of Japan, Mount Fuji enjoys a high reputation around the world.
It is also often called "Hibiscus Peak" or "Fugaku" and "Fuji's High Mountain". Since ancient times, the name of this mountain has often appeared in the traditional Japanese poem "Waka".
The name Fuji originates from the Ezo language and now means "eternal life". The original pronunciation comes from the language of the Japanese minority Ainu, which means "mountain of fire". The mountain is in a beautiful cone shape and is famous all over the world. It is Japan's
sacred symbol.
Two hours later, a Honda commercial vehicle passed the southern foot of Mount Fuji.
This is a vast plateau area with green grass and cattle and sheep grazing on the hillside. Many tourists take photos with the cattle and sheep shepherds at the foot of the mountain.
From here you can most clearly see Mount Fuji, which towers into the clouds and is capped with snow all year round. When the weather is good and the sun rises, the top of Mount Fuji seen from here will emit a diamond-like light. It is the best way to see Mount Fuji from a distance.
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After passing through the pasture and reaching an altitude of about 1,800 meters, a high barbed wire fence was pulled up on both sides of an artificial path to prevent grazing cattle and sheep from intruding into private property.
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The car drove further in for about three minutes, and a traditional Japanese old-fashioned wooden building appeared in front of Yamamoto Notake and others.
The driver obviously wasn't here for the first time. He parked the car behind the wooden house in the middle, got out of the car, opened the rear door, and invited Yamamoto Notake and others out.
This manor covers a large area and is the best viewing location at the southern foot of Mount Fuji. No matter what the weather, you can most intuitively and clearly see the Mount Fuji, which represents the symbol of Japan.
The entire manor is full of cherry blossoms. The cherry blossoms in Mount Fuji bloom one or two months later than elsewhere. It is the blooming season at this time, and the fragrance of the cherry blossoms is so refreshing that it makes people feel intoxicated.
In the area surrounded by wooden houses, there is also the natural hot spring of Mount Fuji. You can see the steaming mist from a long distance, surrounding half of the manor in the mist, like a fairyland on earth.
However, Yamamoto Notake and others turned a blind eye to the beautiful scenery in front of them, because the old man who was aging in the wooden house put too much pressure on them.
"Maruyama-kun, please don't say anything you shouldn't say later."
Yamamoto Noken adjusted his collar. Although his face was calm, he was also a little uneasy in his heart. If it wasn't forced, he really didn't want to see Kikujiro, whom he had been afraid of since he was a child.
"Hai, it's all according to the president's orders." Maruyamamura and the others lowered their heads heavily, and followed Yamamoto Notake in small steps, their footsteps light as to avoid making any noise.
"Sakura
Sakura
Under the clear sky in March
Endless cherry blossoms as far as the eye can see
Flowers are like a sea of clouds and colorful clouds
Fragrance is extremely beautiful and picturesque
come quickly
come quickly
Come and see the cherry blossoms..."
As soon as they entered the corridor of the wooden house, a melody of cherry blossom songs reached the ears of several people. However, at this time, this traditional Japanese folk song describing the beauty of spring seemed to have a murderous intent.
Yamamoto Notake and others looked at each other, feeling a bad feeling in their hearts. They walked more than twenty meters and came to the wooden house where the melody of cherry blossoms was heard.
"Hmm, does it smell like blood?"
The door was open, and as soon as he walked in front of it, Yamamoto Notake frowned, because the smell of blood that hit his nostrils, not even the fragrance of blooming cherry blossoms could cover it.!
"Kikujiro-sama Yamamoto Notakeru is here to visit you..."
There was a screen inside the gate. Yamamoto Notake could not see what was going on inside, so he could only shout for permission outside the door. Just as he spoke, the melody of the cherry blossoms seemed to pause.
"Baga!" A loud shout came out, followed by a woman's exclamation.
But like a duck that had its neck pinched, the woman's exclamation stopped abruptly and the melody of the cherry blossoms also stopped.
"Lord Kikujiro, what happened?"
Although Yamamoto Noken lowered his head, he saw that at the bottom of the screen, there was clearly a stream of blood flowing down the wooden board.
"Zhijianjun, why did you think of coming to see me, an old man?"
The voice that just called out the bastard rang out, "Come in, the four of you are here, something must have happened, please come in and talk about it..."
"Hai!"
Yamamoto Notake agreed, took off his shoes, and stepped on the wooden board wearing a pair of snow-white socks. Maruyamamura and others also took off their shoes like him.
"Lord Kikujiro, have they made you angry again?"
After entering the room behind the screen, Yamamoto Notake's breath suddenly tightened, because in front of him, there were two headless corpses lying on the ground.
The two corpses lying on the ground were both women. One was holding a hammer in her hand. The blood around her body had coagulated. She had obviously been dead for a while.
In the arms of another corpse, there was a shamisen, a traditional Japanese musical instrument that looked a bit like an erhu, and blood was pouring out from the neck. The beautiful melody just now should have come from this woman.
Next to the two corpses, two good-looking heads rolled down, but those two faces were full of fear, and their eyes were still closed.
"There is an old saying in China that one cannot die with his eyes closed, and the highest level of killing is to let the dead person close his eyes."
The old man sitting in the middle of the blood-stained room did not feel any discomfort at all. He was currently wiping the sword that had not been sheathed and was as bright as silver. However, there was no trace of blood on the snow-white handkerchief.
After wiping the sword with an almost pious attitude, the old man raised his head and glanced at Yamamoto and others with his seemingly cloudy eyes, which made them shiver at the same time.
Kikujiro's face is very rosy, and judging from his complexion, he is no more than fifty years old, but if you look carefully at his eyes, you can read some of the vicissitudes of time.
"It's a bit rude to let you see this." Kikujiro inserted the sword into the scabbard in front of him, clapped his hands, and several young people came out from the back room.
"Mr. President."
Those people seemed to be used to the situation in front of them. After saluting Yamamoto, they carried the bodies of the two women out.
Although someone immediately cleaned the floor with water and sprayed perfume in the room, the smell of blood could not be eliminated, and Yamamoto Noken and others looked a little pale.
"I've been a little irritable these days, very irritable, but I've made you laugh." Kikujiro's voice was a little unclear, but Yamamoto Yuken and others raised their ears for fear of missing a word.
"These are the best geishas in Japan." After hearing Kikujiro's words, Yamamoto Yuki smiled bitterly in his heart.
In Japan, geisha are not prostitutes. Geisha are women who are engaged in performing arts in Japan. In addition to serving guests with food and drinks, a large part of them perform dances, music, musical instruments, etc. at banquets to entertain them.
Usually those who trade with them are rich and powerful men from the upper class. When discussing business, the men like to invite a geisha to accompany them, serve them wine and food, and adjust the atmosphere.
The cost of training an outstanding geisha is extremely high, the learning content is numerous, and the process is very arduous.
The training courses for geisha include culture, etiquette, language, decoration, poetry and calligraphy, harps, bowing, pouring wine, etc. There are strict requirements for every move, word and deed.
Kikujiro likes Japanese traditional culture. In his manor, there is always a team of geisha performing songs and dances for him.
But what makes Yamamoto Notakeru helpless is that in a few years, he has replaced three groups of geishas for Kikujiro, and more than 20 geishas have died at the hands of Kikujiro.
This was almost unbearable for Takeru Yamamoto, because he was looking for the best geishas, and some even had a certain influence in society, but Kikujiro was still merciless when killing them.
"Tell me what happened?"
Kikujiro sat on the tatami with half-closed eyes. He was not tall, even a little stooped. His murderous aura had also subsided, and he looked like he was twenty years older than before.
"Kikujiro-sama has some sad news that I need to tell you."
Yamamoto Takeru, who was also kneeling three meters away opposite Kikujiro, leaned down heavily and said with grief: "Nakagawa was shattered in Japan for the honor and interests of the organization!"
"What?!!!"
As soon as Yamamoto finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the air around him suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. If it weren't for the sunlight shining on the floor in front of him, Yamamoto almost thought he was back in the coldest month of winter.
This cold air irritated Yamamoto Noken's skin so that he did not dare to raise his head at all, and his whole body trembled.
Yamamoto Notake wondered if this old man would chop off his own head in a rage, just like he chopped off the heads of those geishas?
Not only Yamamoto Notake, but also several people in Maruyama Village were also shocked by the murderous intent that chilled their hearts at this moment.
They pressed their foreheads against each other.
He didn't dare to make any sound, lest the slightest movement would attract Kikujiro's sharp sword blade.
You know, even though they are the most important leadership core of the Yamaguchi-gumi, no one will say anything if they die in this place, not even the few members of the Yamaguchi-gumi who bowed to them just now would not be surprised.
"How did it happen? Who will tell me? Why did Nakagawa go to the United States?"
Kikujiro's originally somewhat unclear voice suddenly became sharp at this moment, and the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a lot. The chill caused goosebumps to explode on the bodies of Yamamoto and others.
"Baga, my conscience is very bad..."
Seeing that everyone in Maruyama Village behind him was silent, Yamamoto Notake could only explain, "Sir Kikujiro, it's like this. Nakagawa originally went to the United States for a trip..."
Facing Kikujiro, Yamamoto Noken did not dare to hide anything and told him everything he knew about the situation. He also told Nakagawa that he wanted to take charge of the American Yamaguchi-gumi.
Yamamoto Notake finally said: "We have had Nakagawa's body transported back. He will be able to return to the country tomorrow. We also hope that Mr. Kikujiro will express your condolences..."
Kikujiro was also worried when he spoke, because he learned from the report that Nakagawa's body was riddled with holes by the bomb, and half of his head was cut off by shrapnel, which could not even be repaired.
Yamamoto Notake didn't know if Kikujiro would go crazy at Nakagawa's funeral after seeing Nakagawa's body that looked like a torn sack.
After Yamamoto finished speaking, the wooden house fell into a deathly silence. Yamamoto could even hear the rapid breathing of the old man a few meters away.
"It would be best to die suddenly after hearing this news, right?" For some reason, such an idea suddenly popped into Yamamoto's mind.
"Death, death, a good death..."
After five or six minutes, the silence in the wooden house was suddenly broken by Kikujiro. His voice was so calm that it was terrifying, and the bodies of Yamamoto Notake and others were trembling more and more.
"He should have died a long time ago, but...why didn't he die in my hands?" Kikujiro's words shocked several people. Could it be that the old man was too stimulated and is now unconscious?
"Maruyama-kun, I heard that you are the best to Nakagawa. Do you always respond to his requests for anything?" Kikujiro's topic suddenly turned to Maruyama Village.
"Yes, Mr. Kikujiro, Nakagawa is a great young man. I wish I could die on his behalf..."
After hearing Kikujiro's words, Maruyama Village felt happy. Just as Kikujiro said, Maruyama Village usually treated Nakagawa very well. People who didn't know it thought Nakagawa was the vice president of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
"You want to die on his behalf?" Kikujiro's voice was a little erratic, "Well, I will grant your wish!"
Before Kikujiro finished speaking, there was a soft groan of the sword being unsheathed, and a sword energy suddenly rose into the sky. Yamamoto Notake, who was kneeling at the front, felt a chill on his back, and a thick substance sprayed on him.
on the back.
"Chuck...cluck..."
From the gap between his forehead and the ground, Yamamoto found a head rolling down in front of him. He was so frightened that he made a meaningless gurgling sound in his throat.
"Haha, hahaha..."
Just when Yamamoto Notake and others were scared out of their wits, Kikujiro's loud laughter reached their ears. However, from this laughter, they could not hear any sadness, but instead felt a sense of joy.
"Die well, die well, hahaha..."
Kikujiro's voice resounded throughout the wooden house, "Sword Qi, I actually released sword Qi just now? Sure enough, only when the seven emotions and six desires are eradicated can the way of swordsmanship be achieved. Damn it, I should have died a long time ago, hahaha..."
Kikujiro's words made Yamamoto Notake and others puzzled - they didn't understand what the sword energy in Kikujiro's mouth meant, but they could feel that the chill in the room seemed to have disappeared.
"Keep your heads up!"
Kikujiro said: "It's very lonely on the Huangquan Road. Since Maruyama Village loves Nakagawa the most, I will send him to accompany Nakagawa. Nothing will happen without you..."
"Hai, I believe Maruyama-kun will be grateful to Kikujiro-sama."
After hearing Kikujiro's words, the tense bodies of Yamamoto and others suddenly relaxed. When this sense of relaxation entered their minds, they almost collapsed to the ground.
Looking at the headless corpse of Maruyama Village that was still bleeding out, Yamamoto Notake and others felt that the smell of blood was very pleasant. They had noticed that after killing Maruyama Village, Kikujiro's anger seemed to have been suppressed.
Eliminated.
"The Chinese way of killing is indeed profound and profound. I have spent my whole life trying to understand it, but I have only now realized it..."
Kikujiro, who was furious earlier, has now completely calmed down, and Yamamoto Notake and others also found that the common anger in Kikujiro's eyes has disappeared.
Yamamoto Notake observed that Kikujiro's brows seemed to reveal a hint of pride, so he boldly asked: "Kikujiro-sama, you... what exactly is the sword energy you are talking about?"
"Sword energy is to control the sword with your mind. This is the realm in Chinese legend..."
Kikujiro was really in a good mood at this time. As he was speaking, he waved his right hand and a bright light flashed in front of several people. The whole wooden house suddenly shook, and a supporting wooden pillar four or five meters away suddenly broke in the middle.
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"This this……"
Kikujiro's sudden move frightened Yamamoto and others to the point where they almost fell to the ground again, and the power caused by that sword also made them dumbfounded, and they even forgot about the flattery.