The convoy of the Jakiki Hachi family suddenly stopped. Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami were blocked at the intersection two streets away from Kabukicho. There seemed to be a traffic jam or traffic accident ahead.
But this is enough to make people wonder. Today, a street in Kabukicho has been cleared, and all streets in Shinjuku District are under traffic control... Now that it has been controlled, where does the traffic jam come from?
Fuma Kotaro opened the car door and walked out into the wind and rain. The old man squinted and looked forward. In front of them was a white Bentley car. In the driver's seat of the Bentley was a driver wearing white gloves and a suit. In the back seat was a beautiful woman wearing jewelry and a formal dress.
In front of the Bentley sedan are all luxury cars such as Mercedes-Benz, Lexus and Porsche, and even top luxury cars such as Maserati and Maybach. Further ahead in the traffic flow along the street, you can also see the bright lights of Aston Martin and McLaren. Eye-catching super sports cars... They are very similar. All of these vehicles are driven by dedicated drivers, and each car has a gorgeous and elegant lady on board.
"What's going on?" Fuma Kotaro stopped a nearby uniformed police officer. He looked into his eyes and asked,
"Aren't all the streets in Shinjuku City under traffic control? Your Metropolitan Police Department didn't issue an announcement?"
"Ah... Mr. Fuma!" The police officer who was stopped recognized the high-ranking figure of the underworld, Fuma Kotaro, at a glance, and said with sincerity,
"The Sheriff received your instruction and issued traffic control information at noon today. Only vehicles showing passes are eligible to enter and exit Shinjuku City's main roads. We are here now because we received the instruction. The Sheriff did not Ignoring your instructions, our Metropolitan Police Department has dispatched half of its police force to focus on traffic supervision, and our people are distributed at various intersections in Shinjuku City."
"Since you have dispatched the police force, why is there a traffic jam ahead? How did these people get in?" Fuma Kotaro frowned slightly.
"The traffic jam is because the pass is being checked at the intersection ahead." The police officer's face looked slightly unnatural.
"These vehicles...are carrying passes."
"Carry a pass?" Fuma Kotaro was stunned. He looked at the traffic flow that was longer and more majestic than the convoy behind him.
"So many cars? All carry passes? Do you think the passes are nothing? What are your issuance standards? Didn't I inform you, the police chief, that only insiders and important figures of the Sheqiba family are eligible to hold passes? "
"Yes, that's what you told me." The police officer lowered his head and said helplessly,
"But the people in these vehicles are all... important people."
"So many important people?" Fuma Kotaro's face darkened.
"What are the origins of the women in these cars?"
"The person sitting in the back seat of the Bentley in front is the daughter of Mitsubishi Heavy Industries' agent in Kanto! The person in the Lexus in front is the sister of the director of the tax bureau!" The police officer pointed to a car and asked Fuma Kotaro Explain the origins of those women one by one,
"The person in the Maserati is a female director of a financial company. She holds shares in three listed companies, with each company holding more than 30% of the shares! The person in the Aston Martin sports car is the Osaka Metropolitan Police Department The police chief's daughter..." Every time the police officer revealed the details of a woman, Fuma Kotaro's face became darker.
"These wealthy daughters or female bosses are putting pressure on our police chief, and our Metropolitan Police Department simply cannot bear the combined pressure of them." The police officer said helplessly to Fuma Kotaro,
"Each of them has a strong background. If these ladies protest collectively, not only will our police chief be removed from her position, but all of our police officers will be stripped of their police uniforms," Fuma Kotaro said deeply. Take a breath and suppress the anger in your heart. Even if one or two of these women cannot compete with the Sheqiba family, as the police officer said, these women with strong backgrounds together can be a huge force. Behind them are the government of a city, the media of the entire society and the relationship network of the entire country... Each of these women has a huge social influence, even the underworld clan, once they use violence against those women If they do, it will be difficult for them to explain to all walks of life, and they are afraid that the Sheqiba family, which is on the verge of being broken, will fall into an even more difficult situation.
"What is it about Shinjuku that attracts these women? Why do they gather here?" Fuma Kotaro asked the police officer.
"This is an anniversary celebration announced by a Cowherd shop in Kabukicho. The store has been completely renovated and the drinks are free to drink." The police officer explained to Fuma Kotaro,
"All their top cowherds will be on stage tonight. It is said that they have also invited a popular cowherd from Osaka as a guest this time... But I don't pay much attention to the cowherd world, so I can't remember the name." The police officer said no. Knowing the truth, I can’t remember the name of the cowherd shop or who the cowherd from Osaka is, but Fuma Kotaro knows it better than anyone else... Takamagahara, Kazama Ruri.
"She is such a difficult woman to deal with...Susan." Fuma Kotaro looked at the rolling luxury cars in the rain.
Fuma Kotaro knew very well whose idea was behind the situation. Su Sang, she is the real boss of Gao Tianyuan and the largest creditor of the Snake Qiba family. To be able to become a giant in the financial industry, Su Sang's mind is absolutely easy to use. Yes, she is the only one with such charisma and means. Su Sang is the real mastermind and the brains behind the scenes, while Caesar, Chu Zihang and Fengjian Liuli are just facade figures standing in front of the stage.
Just like when a company or a brand is on the verge of being acquired by a competing company, the company suddenly invites a popular star with huge popularity, so investors with a keen sense of smell smell the hidden business opportunities and act decisively, and other investors also follow suit. Market trends have followed suit, and this company has absorbed huge and abundant funds in a short period of time, and can even overwhelm competing companies.
They actually used the methods of the financial industry in the war. Originally, the Sheqihachi family cleared the entire Shinjuku area just to tell the Caesar Group and Takamagahara that this was Japan and the home of the Sheqihachi family. They wanted to use the vast underworld before negotiations. He overwhelmed the opponent in terms of momentum, but Fuma Kotaro's plan was easily seen through by the opponent, and he made such a beautiful counterattack overnight.
What a difficult woman, what a terrible woman... Fuma Kotaro couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
... It took nearly two hours, nearly two hours, for Fuma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami's car to slowly slide to the door of Takamagahara.
Fingel saw this Rolls-Royce with the emblem of the Spider family on it and ran over holding a big black umbrella. Fuma Kotaro was very impressed by this young man. This guy once used the palm of his hand to He grabbed his shoulders, making him unable to hold his collarbone, and the force of his hand was so strong that it almost crushed his shoulder blades.
"Oh my, they are two big shots!" As soon as Fuma Kotaro lowered the window, Fingel's flattering voice drifted in,
"Fuuma-kun and Sakurai-san, you are here too! I didn't expect that a big shot like you would join in such a fun! Which cowherd is Sakurai-san here to patronize?"
"Don't tell me yet, let me guess, let me guess!" Fingel quickly waved his hand to Sakurai Nanami, signaling Sakurai Nanami not to speak, and then began to talk to himself,
"Is it basaraking? No, Sakurai-san, you probably don't like the basara one... Then is it Ukyo or Sakura? I think Ukyo is more likely, or are you a fan of Kazama Ruri... None of them Huh? Then you can't come here for me, right?" Sakurai Nanami looked coldly at this young man who spoke freely, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Ouch, Ouch, Sakurai-san's eyes are so scary, as if he wants to eat me." Fingel patted his chest.
"Just a joke, the boss lady has been training our sense of humor recently. My talent is not bad. The Sakurai family master is not angry, right? I don't think you will be angry for such a little joke. I heard that the Japanese yakuza family master is so generous. It’s always been big.”
"Then I think what you heard is a misinformation. We, the Japanese underworld, have always been known for retribution, and our tolerance has always been very small. Anyone who offends us will be repaid tenfold." Fuma Kotaro said to Fingel in a calm tone,
"Don't be careless. You know why we are here. Where are the Susang people?"
"The landlady? The landlady is entertaining customers in the store." Fingel smiled.
"As you can see, today is our anniversary carnival night in Takamagahara. The business is so booming. Those old customers have come to support us. The landlady can't even entertain them. Didn't I send me to receive Fuuma-kun and Sakurai-san?" What?"
"Take us to the store." Fuma Kotaro whispered.
"Ah, by the way, I suddenly remembered something." Fingel clapped his hands, showing an annoyed look.
"Today's business is really hot, beyond our expectations, so there may not be enough parking spaces in the underground garage."
"The fleet does not need to park in the underground garage." Fuma Kotaro said.
"No, no, no, what I mean is that the parking lot is already full. All the guests coming tonight are VIPs. Whether it is the Cowherd's schedule or the parking space in the parking lot, our principle at Gao Tianyuan is first come, first served." Fen Guerr said righteously,
“But you don’t have to worry about not having a place to park.”
"I don't know why, but all the businesses in Kabukicho suddenly closed today, so our landlady generously booked the entire street for parking for customers." Fingel scratched the back of his head.
"Ah, by the way, you probably don't mind if your car is parked on the street. I know your car is a good car, but the other guests today are driving good cars, and the police force is quite strong, so you don't have to worry. What kind of accident might happen if your car is parked outside? If your car is damaged, we, Gao Tianyuan, will also be responsible for the compensation." Fuma Kotaro took a deep breath to calm down the anger in his heart. He ignored Fingel's slightly mean words. Instead, he told the driver beside him: "Park the car at the gate of Takamawahara and let the convoy behind you come over."
"Oh, Mr. Feng Mo, what a coincidence. I forgot to tell you. Because there were too many guests today, Gao Tianyuan temporarily added a rule." Fingel slapped his forehead.
"A family can only have two cars parked on this street in Kabukicho at most. Otherwise, if everyone comes with their families and a whole convoy like you, our boss lady is afraid that we will have to reserve more than 20 streets. Use it." Even the driver couldn't bear to listen to Fingel's provocative words. He was about to get out of the car and scold Fingel angrily, but was stopped by Fuma Kotaro with a wave of his hand.
Fuma Kotaro looked at the unruly Fingel. The old patriarch had veins pulsing on his forehead, but he still suppressed the anger in his chest and ordered the driver in as calm a voice as possible: "The Sakurai patriarch and I are in the car. Just park on the side of the road, other cars park two streets away."
"You are truly worthy of being the most senior head of the Sheqiba family. With your mind and bearing, no one in the younger generation can match you!" Fingel gave a thumbs up to Fuma Kotaro.
"Could it be that I followed you into Takamagahara, and you said that the seats inside were full, so let's stand in line at the door?" Sakurai Nanami stared at Fingel.
"How is it possible? Our landlady made a promise and made an appointment with Feng Demon Lord for today's negotiation. We have reserved the best stands for the two family heads from the beginning." Fingel made an invitation gesture.
"The VIP stand is at a high place. None of you are afraid of heights, right?" No one answered Fingel's question. Fengma Kotaro and Sakurai Nanami followed Fingel towards Takamagahara, followed by the man in black who came with them. They stayed outside. There was no parking space. Of course, there was no room in Gaotianyuan to accommodate so many people. The Snake Qihachi family did not come to fight today. It was enough for these men to surround Gaotianyuan from all sides. This was already a mafia sect family. Great sincerity.
If Gao Tianyuan is unwilling to accept this sincerity, then these gangsters will take out the swords and guns hidden in the lining and sleeves, transform into ferocious wolves and tigers and rush into the store to devour their targets.
The moment you step into Takamagahara, the luxurious crystal chandelier on the dome shines brightly, making you dizzy. Well-dressed, handsome and fashionable young men and women stand dancing in the night of Shinjuku District... Of course, it cannot be the real night of Shinjuku District. It's a decorated dance floor.
There were about fifty or sixty men. They were uniformly dressed in black suits and snow-white linings. Each man's tie was meticulously tied, but his appearance as a gentleman was exactly the same... and what was puzzling was that every man wore a tie on his face. Wearing a mask.
This is tonight's special event in Takamagahara. Every cowherd and waiter is wearing a mask that hides their face, including the popular top cowherd and today's special guest.
The first activity today is a disguised bingo game, looking for special guests in disguise.
