Aomori Kohei stood upright in the living room like a sculpture with a pestle knife in both hands, and the bodies of Mayagawa and Matsuzaka Keigo were also carried here.
With a gloomy look on his face, he watched his men gradually come back to report that dozens of people searched the entire house but could not find the murderer.
Everyone looked at Aomori Kohei's face and thought he was very dissatisfied. They all lowered their heads and no one dared to say a word of advice.
After all, the second in command was killed at the base camp, and word spread that the Aomori group would lose all face.
However, in fact, Aomori Kohei was secretly relieved.
It's good that the murderer is not here. Tomorrow he will buy a hundred surveillance cameras and install them at home. He will not go out unless necessary during this period. He will get rid of this project as soon as the land is collected.
I originally thought it was an opportunity for prosperity, but unexpectedly it turned out to be a hot potato.
Aomori Kohei looked around. Just when he was hesitating whether to let his men stay with him for the night, he suddenly saw an unfamiliar face in the crowd and was stunned.
Not only did Aomori Kohei know every one of these dozens of subordinates, but at least he knew them all.
And in his memory, there was no such handsome and outstanding-looking subordinate among his subordinates.
This man stood among the crowd, like a swan among ducks or a phoenix among chickens, making it difficult for people to ignore him.
Aomori Kohei raised his hand and pointed at the stranger, doubtful and wary: "Who are you?"
The cadres and team members also turned their heads to look in the direction pointed by Aomori Kohei, and finally found this stranger among them.
"Hey, who are you?"
"Where did it come from?"
They reacted quickly. They immediately drew out their pistols, knives and sticks, and surrounded the stranger.
However, they were also full of doubts. How did this person get in with such an outstanding appearance and an unforgettable appearance?
With so many guns pointed at him, Xu Cheng didn't panic at all. He just didn't expect that the effect of stealth was so strong and could actually reduce his sense of presence, so he followed up like this.
But stealth is not invisible after all, and he was eventually discovered.
Xu Cheng and Aomori Kohei looked at each other and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I was discovered by you even though I hid it so well."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Yakuza around him roared in their hearts - We all have different painting styles, how could we not notice it? !
Xu Cheng's calm attitude, as casual as if he were at home, made these gangsters confused about his identity and origins.
Aomori Kohei had already vaguely realized that Xu Cheng was the murderer of Mayagawa and Matsuzaka Keigo, so he boldly returned to the scene.
But he still wanted to confirm: "Who are you?"
"Who am I?"
Xu Cheng chuckled lightly and replied: "My surname is Li. Because I usually speak out and do nothing mercilessly, people who know me call me..."
He deliberately lengthened his tone, and Aomori Kohei subconsciously asked, "What did I call you?"
Xu Cheng laughed: "Tell me to be careful when I go out."
Aomori Kohei froze on the spot, and then his whole face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had not been fooled like this for a long time.
"hateful."
"You bastard."
The surrounding Yakuza also realized that they had been tricked, and some of them couldn't hold it any longer and subconsciously pulled the trigger.
"Snapped!"
There was a soft sound, and the lights in the living room suddenly dimmed.
Not only the living room, but all the lights in the entire mansion were dimmed.
Qiu Gongyue, who acted separately, directly destroyed the switch.
The sudden darkness startled everyone except Xu Cheng.
"boom!"
"ah!"
Suddenly there was a gunshot, and a Yakuza was shot in the chest and fell on his back.
This shot triggered the fuse. The Yakuza were originally extremely nervous and angry. They were frightened and thought Xu Cheng was attacking in the dark. They subconsciously pulled the trigger in fear.
"Bang bang bang! Ah!"
In the darkness, fierce gunshots and screams were intertwined, and only the flashing light of the muzzle could be seen.
"Stop! Stop it! Stop shooting."
Aomori Kohei yelled like crazy. He never expected that these idiots were actually killing each other.
Only his roar was drowned in the sound of gunfire, and this sudden civil war lasted for a while before it ended.
The backup power supply started operating, but it was too late. When the lights came on, almost all the cadres and team members had fallen down, groans came and went, and blood flowed all over the ground.
Most of them were shot by teammates, but a few of them lay down directly when the situation was bad and escaped.
Xu Cheng, who was originally surrounded by people, had long since disappeared.
Aomori Kohei looked at this scene, his mind went blank for a moment, his lips trembled, but he couldn't say a word.
Although these dozens of subordinates are very careful and are not as benevolent and loyal as the old men in the past, they are all the core members of the Aomori Group. Without them, the Aomori Group will be disbanded.
There is no way to recruit another group of people. Today's young people just want to eat grass and show off. They are not even willing to go to work, let alone join the dangerous Yakuza organization.
It can be said that these dozens of people are the most valuable violent resources of the Aomori Group, the kind that are difficult to regenerate.
Now suddenly most of the casualties were killed and injured, how could Aomori Kohei accept this?
His eyes were turning black, and he was almost unsteady on his feet.
Some of the team members who were still alive got up from the ground and looked around blankly. There were not many of them, less than ten people.
Aomori Yasuhei cheered up and was about to gather the surviving men and ask them to rush the injured to the hospital when a voice suddenly sounded behind him.
"Are you done?"
Aomori Kohei looked back subconsciously. The blood pressure all over his body instantly rushed to his forehead, and his temples jumped suddenly.
At this moment, his hypotension was miraculously cured.
Xu Cheng walked in from outside the door. The moment the power went out, he drove back and forth, threw himself on the ground, and slipped directly outside, perfectly avoiding all attacks.
Seeing Xu Cheng, Aomori Kohei was even more excited than when he saw the enemy who killed his father. He raised his samurai sword and pointed it at him, roaring: "Kill him!"
There was no sound of shooting behind him, but instead there was a thumping sound, as well as muffled grunts and screams.
Aomori Kohei turned around suddenly, and his few surviving men had all fallen down, with flying knives stuck in their throats and foreheads.
A cold and sexy beautiful woman appeared quietly and stood quietly among the corpses, like a bloody picture.
Seeing all his men dead, Aomori Kohei felt a rush of blood rushing to his brain, his eyes turned red, and he stared at Akimiya Yue, holding a knife in both hands and was about to rush over to kill her.
Akimiya Yue turned around and looked over. Those eyes were as deep and indifferent as a cold pool, with a disregard for life. Like a basin of cold water, it instantly doused Aomori Kohei's blood, making him feel cold all over his body, and his whole body was frozen in place. land.
