dognovel Chapter 1204 A Rat Carries a Gun, a Bully in His Own Nest
Chapter 1204 A Rat Carries a Gun, a Bully in His Own Nest
Ma Shih-hao wasn't stupid. Like Crippled Ho, he was just too rich and had too many brothers, which made him arrogant and disdainful of others. Hearing his older brother say that, he put away his resentful expression.
Lei Luo ignored them and turned to ask Piggy.
"What kind of elite troops and capable generals are you referring to?"
Piggy pointed to the coffee table with his finger.
"Let's go to Wuguan Street to gather troops..."
Lei Luo suddenly realized, exchanged a glance with Ma Shaolin, and thought, "That's right, the martial arts street is full of martial artists, and every single one of them is a master."
"I'm just worried that Hong Zhennan from Wuguan Street won't lend me anyone..."
Piggy smiled and shook his head.
"If it's anything else, Hong Zhennan definitely wouldn't lend anyone, but if it's about fighting the Japanese openly and fairly, he and Ip Man would definitely lead their men to take action themselves. Besides, in the last tournament, Young Master Qin saved Hong Zhennan's life. Don't martial artists believe in repaying kindness?"
Lei Luo and Ma Shaolin laughed heartily. Whether it was Chaoshan or Foshan, which one didn't have national and personal grudges against the Japanese? If they were asked to fight foreigners, they might hesitate and weigh their options, but when it came to fighting the Japanese, every Chinese person would be willing to give up their life.
"It's not enough to just rely on the people at the martial arts school. We also need to gather our own brothers who can fight and kill, so that they can all be put to use when the time comes."
No one mentioned the Wo Luen Shing and Hung Hing gangs anymore. Tonight, Crippled Ho and the Ma brothers suffered heavy losses, while the members of these two gangs were unharmed. This could only mean that they were cowards, and such people are the most despised in the underworld. Their reputation in the underworld is ruined now.
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A light drizzle fell over Hong Kong. The plane that had been circling the airport finally landed shakily on the runway. The captain opened the landing gear, let out a long breath, and swallowed hard as he spoke.
"Um, sir, shouldn't you put your knife away?"
A Japanese soldier dressed as a samurai sheathed his sword with a clatter, spat at the captain with disdain, and cursed through his teeth.
"You bastard! There's an old Chinese saying: 'If you don't listen to a toast, you'll have to drink a forfeit.' You're truly despicable."
He turned and left the cockpit. The captain finally breathed a long sigh of relief. He looked at the co-pilot next to him, who was clutching his stomach, blood still trickling from between his fingers, and had fallen into a coma.
It was raining in Hong Kong, and the runway was wet, making it impossible for the plane to land. The director could only circle the Hong Kong sky until the control tower cleared it to return.
The captain and first officer were chatting and laughing as they prepared to return to base when a flight attendant nervously reported that the passengers on the charter flight had ordered an immediate landing. The captain snorted and cursed.
"Bageya Road..."
The co-pilot chuckled as he spoke.
"Akagawa-kun, where are these guests from? They sound like country bumpkins from some small town like Yokohama. They don't know anything. In this kind of environment, if a plane were to land, there's a 70% chance it would crash and everyone would die..."
Before he could finish speaking, a small katana was plunged directly into his stomach. The flight attendant screamed in fright. The captain quickly turned around and saw a man dressed as a noble samurai pulling the katana out of the co-pilot's stomach with one hand and gently placing it on his neck, while his other hand reached into the flight attendant's lap and vigorously rubbed her.
The noble knight, baring his large front teeth, patted the captain's face with his cleaver and said disdainfully.
"My second-generation patriarch said the plane must land immediately, or else many will be dead!"
The captain said nervously.
“Sir, it’s not that I don’t want to land, but landing in these weather conditions would be dangerous. Please don’t do anything rash. My younger brother is Akagawa Hiroya of the Yamaguchi-gumi.”
The noble knight took his hand out of the flight attendant's arms, smelled it, and said with a look of rapture, "I'm so impressed."
"Baka! Akagawa Hiroya? Never heard of him. Let me tell you, my name is Shin-Uesugi Senbei, and my second-in-command is Ishikawa Akino!"
Upon hearing the names of the two people, the captain screamed in fright.
"Yes, yes, yes, it's Shinjuku Serial Killer Shin-Uchi Senbei? I'm sorry, I was wrong, I'll call the plane to land right away."
……
On the runway of Kai Tak Airport, two people stood quietly. Tachibana Hayako, dressed in a black kimono, was holding an umbrella for Fujiwara Shizuka. They had come to pick her up.
Fujiwara Shizuka held the knife, her face expressionless. She simply stared silently at the plane that had come to a stop, swaying precariously.
The cabin door opened, and pairs of Japanese soldiers dressed as samurai ran down the gangway, then lined up in two rows.
Finally, Shin-Uchi Senbei staggered down, followed by a young man in a black kimono embroidered with golden cloud patterns. The young man was pale and swayed as he walked down, but he didn't ask anyone to help him.
When Fujiwara Shizuka saw the two of them come down, she took small steps to greet them, and she and Tachibana Hayako bowed deeply.
"Fujiwara Shizuka has met the Second Generation Leader and Coach Shin-Ue."
"Tachibana Hayako greets the Second Generation and her Master."
Shin-Ue Senbei laughed loudly, his laughter filled with arrogance.
"Haha, it's Xiaozaozi! So you're here. Tonight, you'll serve me in bed. Just thinking about your scent makes me so aroused."
Tachibana Hayako smiled charmingly and said in a sweet voice.
“It is Hayako’s honor to be able to serve her master.”
On this side, Fujiwara Shizuka gently supported the young man dressed in a kimono. This young man was Ishikawa Akino, the second leader of the Yamaguchi-gumi.
As Ishikawa Akino watched the co-pilot being helped off the plane, he couldn't help but curse.
"You bastard, you son of a bitch! The plane has arrived at its destination, but instead of landing, it's flying back. Are you trying to make me throw up?"
It turns out this guy gets airsick, nothing he eats helps. He thought he'd feel better after landing in Hong Kong, but who knew that this damn captain would want to fly back? Ishikawa Akino struggled to get here, but he might not be able to struggle back to his homeland. That's why he risked his life and ordered Shin-Ue Senbei to force the captain to land.
"I asked in a low voice," Fujiwara Shizuka asked.
"Second Generation Leader, last night, several hundred gangsters attacked our dock warehouse, attempting to steal the gold. My men repelled them, but suffered heavy losses as well."
"So, shall we go back to the villa to rest, or to the warehouse at the dock?"
Akino Ishikawa nodded. He was the eldest son of the Yamaguchi-gumi leader and had always been favored by the Ishikawa clan head. Crucially, he was also very diligent and well-liked by the elders.
Fujiwara Shizuka was also testing him. If this second-generation leader wanted to go back to the villa, then he was not a threat, just a spoiled brat. But if he wanted to go to the warehouse at the dock immediately, then he would be a formidable rival to her for the position of group leader.