Finally, a short, middle-aged man walked in. His eyes glanced at the cowering Wu Peter, and when he saw his scared look, he turned his head contemptuously.
Violent gang members have seen many of these people, and they all look timid and afraid of getting into trouble.
Several Yakuza members took the elevator and stopped on the 11th floor. A short, middle-aged man gave an evil order;
"My eyes are wide open. That Chinese guy is about 20 years old and very tall. The president above has named this person. Don't let him get away. Please stay alert."
"Hiyi!"
When the elevator automatic door closed again, Wu Peter knew that his boss lived in 2906. He was extra cautious and pressed the elevator button on the 26th floor with trembling fingers...
Luxury Hotel Suite 2906
After drinking some whiskey last night, Wang Yaocheng had a good sleep. After getting up in the morning and taking a shower, he had breakfast outside the suite. Then he poured a cup of coffee in his hand and stood by the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the entire Osaka city.
Under the dazzling sunshine in the morning, row upon row of high-rise buildings in Osaka City spread out in the distance, stretching to the sky.
Showing the prosperity and endless wealth of the city, on the commercial street, the signs of companies and stores are all colorful, high and low. If you guess these Japanese signs, you can probably know what type of company they are.
The traffic lights at urban intersections control pedestrians and vehicles, and almost no one can see those violating traffic rules.
Fuso people are like a group of hard-working worker ants, lawful and indifferent. They deeply hide their inner emotions from outsiders and carefully and defensively maintain the distance between people.
Wang Yaocheng observed with a critical eye, feeling that the whole city exuded a kind of refinement and a sense of stinginess.
Yes, that's the feeling.
Although there are not many high-rise buildings in China, our home country, the economy is not developed yet, and people generally have low incomes. They accept everything that comes from the Western world as a standard and greedily absorb it without distinguishing the good from the bad.
But I know it;
In just a few years, high-rise buildings will spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain in China, and the city will expand like a flood. Everything is developing at a rapid pace, and new changes are taking place in cities and villages every day.
In comparison, these scenes in the small book are child's play.
The doorbell of the suite rang suddenly, which immediately alerted Wang Yaocheng. He walked quickly to the door, looked through the peephole, and then opened the hotel room door.
"Boss, it's bad. There are many Yakuza community members in the hotel lobby. They are looking through the housing registration book below to find someone. There is also a group of people on the 11th floor. They all look fierce. I heard them shouting that they are looking for someone.
Is a tall Chinese man in his 20s coming towards us?"
Wu Peter rushed in with a pale face, his chest kept rising and falling, and he told everything he saw.
"Why are you breathing so hard?"
"I was careful, the elevator came down on the 26th floor, and then I climbed up three floors through the emergency exit."
"Well done, there is no need to refund the hotel room. Immediately notify Mr. Huo Jiaguang and others, leave the hotel separately, take a taxi to the Holiday Hot Spring Hotel to negotiate with the Japanese side, we will contact you on the phone, you behaved very well, go quickly!
"
"Oh! Got it."
Seeing Peter Wu leaving in a hurry, Wang Yaocheng's face darkened.
It’s still the root cause of wealth being revealed in vain.
Fortunately, the Internet is not yet widely available, so Yakuza community members had to go from hotel to hotel to search for housing registration books, which wasted a little time.
Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable.
a moment later
An elevator display light on the 29th floor lit up with a "ding" sound, and more than a dozen violent gang members swarmed out from inside, dragging a hotel manager into a hurry.
"Leave two people guarding here and one person at the emergency exit. Don't let a single guest on this floor go. Pull yourself together and comb it through carefully. Do you hear me?"
The person who spoke was clearly the leader of the group, Sekawa Noo. He commanded his men with murderous intent and a fierce look on his face.
"Hiyi!"
Three people were left in the elevator room to guard the four elevators on this floor, and other members of the violent gang rushed towards suite 2906.
"Quickly, open the door."
The hotel manager turned pale with fright and insisted while trembling;
"Please don't force me, if I do this... the hotel owner will fire me."
Jie Kawano grabbed the hotel manager by the front and said viciously;
"You blind bastard, if you don't open the door right away, I will sell your wife and daughter to Hokkaido and hand them over to the fishermen, and lock them in a dark room and ravage them day and night."
"No, don't be like this, I'll open the door right now."
The hotel manager was so frightened that he took out the hotel's spare key and opened the door.
The violent gang members squeezed him away, rushed in, and scattered around looking for people.
"The smell of alcohol is so strong. How much alcohol did this bastard drink? There is no one in the bedroom or bathroom."
"This place is as messy as a doghouse. Where did that kid go?"
Team leader Jie Kawano rushed in immediately, only to see empty wine bottles everywhere in the business suite, exuding a strong smell of alcohol, and the bedroom and outer hall were in a mess. He was a very experienced commander;
"Look under the bed and in the cupboards. Go to the balcony and look outside the windows. I don't believe this kid can fly into the sky."
Sekawa Noo suddenly had an extremely bad premonition, and he turned around abruptly;
I saw a whole bottle of Volga falling on the carpet beside the exquisite sideboard next to the door. Strong alcohol gurgled out of the bottle and splashed on the carpet. There was a piece of cloth on the door handle that was knocked open and fluttering in the wind.
Breathing almost stopped, Sekawa Noo was horrified to find an ashtray on the pure wool carpet, with a lit cigar in the ashtray.
The windows of the room were all open, and the unstoppable sea breeze blew in, causing the empty wine bottles to roll slowly on the ground.
"Amaterasu! This is a trap..."
The words have not yet fallen
The high-strength vodka liquid flowing out has already soaked the pure wool carpet around the ashtray, and is being burned by the high temperature of the cigar smoke...
Suddenly, a small light blue flame rose up and spread with a roar.
After receiving the warning from the team leader, the violent gang members who were running around like flies looked over in horror. The small light blue flames had already risen to half a person's height by the wind, and the flames were licking the exquisite wooden wall cabinets. In the blink of an eye, they were already gone.
Become charred black.
The nightmare hasn't stopped yet.
Gin, whiskey, rum, and even Japanese sake and beer were scattered randomly on the carpet. The fire spread very quickly under the strong sea breeze outside the window.
The clothes of the violent gang members who were unable to dodge were set on fire, and they were burned so hard that they cried like ghosts and howled like wolves...