In that turbulent era, many heroes emerged, as well as many famous traitors.
The Kawashima Yoshiko mentioned by Chen Jue was a descendant of the late Qing Dynasty. Her original name was Jin Bihui. She was the daughter of Prince Heshuosu of the Qing Dynasty. She was later given to Kawashima Satami as an adopted daughter, and she became a slave girl when she became an adult. A female lackey who was the commander of the puppet Manchukuo at the time, planned the assassination of Marshal Zhang and other major historical events.
With this level of status, the Kawashima family of Tiaobaji can obtain many martial arts training methods from the Qing Dynasty.
After all, in that turbulent era, many traditional cultures and skills were discontinued and lost on a large scale, and most of them fell into the hands of little devils.
"I am just a branch of the Kawashima family...I have only heard of the name Yoshiko Kawashima..." Minako Kawashima responded with a trembling voice. Having lost her legs, she is now a piece of fish on the chopping board. She can only answer Chen Jue's questions truthfully, for fear that if she responds late, some parts of her body will be missing.
"Then who taught you all those martial arts you learned?" Chen Jue asked curiously.
"It was taught by the instructors of the elite training camp. Members of the Black Dragon Group's combat department and assassination department will enter the training camp for intensive training after joining the organization." Kawashima Minako responded with a low expression.
"Are you still doing combat assassination training?"
"I didn't expect you gangsters to be so sneaky. It seems I have to take the time to visit the Black Dragon Group." Chen Jue's eyes narrowed slightly after hearing this.
Many of the martial arts skills performed by Minako Kawashima have been lost in China. Now that he had this opportunity, Chen Jue naturally had the idea of returning his skills.
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The vehicle drove along the seaside road, and it took more than three hours to arrive at a bustling metropolis. After looking at the landmarks displayed on the road, Chen Jue realized that he had arrived in the Taitung District of Kyoto, where the chicken is born.
It was already past 12 o'clock at night, and the lights in the city were bright. Although there were few pedestrians on the road, the lively atmosphere nearby could be seen.
The izakayas in the alleys along the streets are filled with fireworks, KTVs, and bars are crowded with people who have just left. There are also some gray industries with colorful neon lights showing that they are open for business.
"This is the headquarters of your Songye Society? It looks quite impressive!" Chen Jue parked the car on the street, pointed at the brightly lit building outside the window, and glanced at the man sitting slumped in the passenger seat. Jiro Inuzuka.
"Yes...yes...the president and the others are in the office on the top floor." Inuzuka Jiro responded with a somewhat dry mouth. He was there to guide the whole process of more than 3 hours of driving. Lu didn't drink a drop of water, and even wanted to pee, he held it in for fear of angering the devil next to him.
Seeing his cooperation, Chen Jue also smiled slightly. After getting off the cab, he went to the back row first, put his hand on the back of Minako Kawashima's neck, and knocked her out with a slight force to prevent her from escaping.
Then he walked to the passenger side, pulled Inuzuka Jiro off, and led him quickly into the Matsuba Association's headquarters building.
There was a team of security personnel in suits at the door of the building. After seeing Erlang Inuzuka who was being supported by Chen Jue, these security personnel all nodded and bowed to him. However, when they saw that he was dirty and unusual, body, one of the security personnel couldn't help but asked: "Vice President Inuzuka! What are you...".
"Baga! Don't talk too much when you shouldn't ask! Don't stop here like a fool! I have important things, and I have to go see the president immediately!" Inuzuka Jiro's face twitched, feeling that Chen Jue was holding him My wrist gradually started to hurt, so I cooperated and put on my original vice president aura.
"Hi. Hi!"
"The president and several elders have held a meeting all night and have not left yet." These security personnel are all low-level personnel of the Matsuba Association. They are extremely respectful to senior officials like Inuzuka Jiro. After being reprimanded, they hurriedly After getting out of the way, one of them trotted forward to press the elevator button for the two of them, for fear of angering the vice president.
The elevator went all the way to the 29th floor. Although the Matsuba Society is a gang organization, it is a large-scale construction company with its headquarters in a place.
It's a standard office building. The glass curtain wall outside is very impressive.
When the elevator door opened, Chen Jue followed the splendidly decorated corridor under the guidance of Inuzuka Erlang and walked all the way to the room at the end of the corridor.
There were eight bodyguards in suits standing at the door. After seeing Jiro Inuzuka, these eight people also nodded and bowed respectfully, then turned around and opened the door to the room.
I saw that this top-floor office was not in a traditional office layout, but was arranged in a Japanese tatami style. A large calligraphy and painting of benevolence and righteousness were hung on the wall, and there were samurai armor and a row of samurai swords in the corner.
The seven Matsuba Association elders sitting around in the office were discussing the robbery of the goods. The president of the Matsuba Association, Inada Kishikuma, was sitting under the calligraphy and painting, accompanied by two beautiful girls. Pour him some wine.
Seeing Inuzuka Jiro being helped in in an extremely embarrassed manner, Inada Kishiko's face showed a look of surprise, and he slowly pushed away the wine glass handed over by the girl: "Inuzuka! Why do you look like this? With Have you finished everything about the Black Dragon Group?"
"President... things are messed up..." Jiro Inuzuka was about to explain, but Chen Jue threw him aside, and he fell to the tatami with a thud.
"Baga Yalu! Which group are you a member of?" Seeing Chen Jue pushing the person away so roughly, several other Matsuba League elders sitting on the floor couldn't help but shout.
Chen Jue ignored these elders, but quickly walked to the calligraphy and painting of Renyi and took a look at it. He felt that the calligraphy was written in a sinister style, and it completely lacked the majesty of the calligraphy.
Then he glanced down at Inada Kishikuma, who was relaxing in the company of the two girls. He squatted down, grabbed the president of the Matsuba Association by the head and shook it vigorously under the surprised eyes of everyone: "Little devil, before Didn’t you say you wanted to meet me on the phone? Now that I’m here, do you have any last words to say?”
"Baga!" "Konoya Deer!"
"Let go of the president!" The elders jumped up from the tatami, some drew their guns, and some called to their subordinates outside the door.
As for Inada Kishikima, his eyes widened and he recognized Chen Jue's voice. It was the man who took away Haruta's mobile phone. He glanced at Inuzuka Jiro who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and immediately knew what was happening in front of him. The person's identity is not at all a member of the Matsuba Society, but a murderous ghost who came to the door: "Hurry... protect me!"
"He is the enemy!"
After hearing this, the two beautiful girls waiting nearby changed their gentle and considerate appearance in the next second. One of them took out a pistol under the small table where the wine and food were placed, and the other took a handful of hair off her head. The hairpin pierced Chen Jue's eyes, and his movements were extremely swift. It looked like he had received security training for a long time.
"Sure enough, the boss is afraid of death, and he is surrounded by guys who are good at it." Chen Jue narrowed his eyes, and while his thoughts were beating, he grabbed a hand fiercely, and with a burst of screams, he pulled the The slender jade hand stretched out was twisted into a twist. Then he retracted and plucked the hairpin from the opponent's hand.
The hairpin spun in Chen Jue's hand, just like the pen spin he played in school. It changed direction in his hand and flicked to the left.
With a whooshing sound, the metal hairpin created an afterimage in the air like a discharged bullet, and punched a hole in the forehead of the beautiful girl who was loading the pistol and releasing the safety, and the blood mixed with the brain. Splatters were all over the wall, and the girl with the gun collapsed backwards.
