Chapter Six Hundred and Fifteen

Zhou Qingfeng entered the main dojo of the Ishii Society, feeling as if he had entered a land of no one along the way. There was not even a single enemy in front of him, and in the end he didn't even bother to put the knife into the sheath, and simply pointed the knife down, dragging the handle forward obliquely.

The only constant thing on the road was the creaking of the wooden shoes. At the beginning, the Yakuzas rushed out, but when they found that they couldn't win at all, they turned to sneak attacks from various hiding places, and found that they still couldn't fight. To win is to collapse.

Although no one died at the scene, there were indeed wounded people screaming endlessly behind Zhou Qingfeng, exaggerating the chilling and cold-blooded atmosphere. Many servants ran around like headless chickens, but couldn't help but peek at the mysterious warrior who broke in from all angles.

So handsome, so handsome that it makes people tremble!

The Japanese are different from the Koreans. They still have their own culture, and they have been working hard to maintain and promote their own culture. For the Japanese, who believe in chrysanthemums and swords, there is nothing more attractive than a powerful samurai.

In various Japanese folklore, powerful samurai often appear as heroes, and they are definitely objects of respect and worship. The legendary scene in front of them made people feel sluggish, and even made the Japanese on the scene extremely excited.

Powerful, fierce, straightforward, handsome and dazzling. It turns out that our big Japanese samurai is so awesome-it's a pity that this is a Chinese pretending to be in order to shoot the MV.

In the end, even the Yakuzas of the Ishii Club recognized the existence of the mysterious warriors. Anyway, they couldn't beat them, so they simply stepped back and bowed with respect and fear. And one person took the lead, and the others followed Zhou Qingfeng's progress with reverent eyes.

Everyone at this meeting knew that the samurai in front of him was looking for Katsuo Ishii, and even a bold servant took the initiative to open the paper door to lead the way ahead, saving Zhou Qingfeng a lot of effort.

Of course, several drones followed carefully. Although the people at the scene didn't know why, they didn't dare to obstruct it.

At this moment, Boss Ishii is still in a daze outside his living room. He is an old man in his fifties, and he relies on his authority and status to control his subordinates. But now a lot of subordinates have turned against each other. Instead of stopping the enemy's invasion, they let people in and sent them to him.

Hey, I'll feed you, feed you, drink, whore, and gamble. Is this the result of spending a lot of money? Ishii Katsuo saw the respectful appearance of his subordinates, and felt that that attitude was more sincere than serving himself.

"You... are Ishii Katsuo?" Zhou Qingfeng said coldly.

Boss Ishii was still kneeling next to the short table where he was writing. This sudden scene made people's minds confused, and they didn't know what to do? It took him a long time to ask, "Your Excellency, who are you?"

"You are just a funny clown in my eyes. You have tarnished Yakuza's reputation. You are not entitled to know my name. The Shijinghui should also change its leader. It is better than you to find a pig." Zhou Qingfeng's contempt The meaning gushes out.

"Your Excellency is too much. I am the third generation of the Ishii Club, and my qualifications are beyond doubt." Katsuo Ishii stood up roaring, pointing his finger at the members of the Ishii Club who came in, and shouted: "You don't want to be a member of the Ishii Club?" Take this person?"

A group of members of the Ishii Club bowed their bodies, lowered their heads, and kept silent. They thought to themselves: If we could win it, we would have won it long ago. The person in front of me is too powerful, we are not opponents at all!

Katsuo Ishii yelled for a long time, only for Zhou Qingfeng to laugh loudly, "How about I order them instead?"

"You...?" Boss Ishii never expected that one day he would be unable to command his subordinates.

Zhou Qingfeng tilted his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Someone blocked my knife just now, who is it?"

A group of congregants looked left and right, and after a few breaths, a guy with his arms hanging and his face covered in blood stood up and said respectfully: "Your Excellency is very powerful,

The sword is like a god, and none of us can resist it. "

"It's just you, now you will be the fourth head of the Ishii Club." Zhou Qingfeng was actually talking nonsense and picking someone out. With his strength and speed, who can carry it with ordinary people?

"I don't agree, it's against the rules, I..." Ishii Katsuo really felt threatened. The subordinates didn't listen to him at all, but respected an outsider instead, which was outrageous.

It's just that Boss Ishii didn't finish his sentence when he felt a bad wind blowing, and then he fell down without knowing anything. There were more than a dozen people in the whole living room, and no one saw Zhou Qingfeng's hand gesture clearly, only saw his sleeves swaying slightly.

sharp!

Originally, there were still people who were dissatisfied and angry at Zhou Qingfeng changing the boss of the Ishii Society with empty words. But now the dissatisfaction and anger have dissipated, and no one wants to be Ishii's second.

But the guy who just stood up to speak with his arms hanging was ecstatic in astonishment. He looked at Zhou Qingfeng blankly, and couldn't believe that he had become the fourth generation of the Ishii Club so easily. He didn't even know if he should kneel down and kowtow a few times to express his gratitude.

"You..., stay. The rest of you can retreat." Zhou Qingfeng called out to the fourth generation he had hand-picked. After waiting for no one else in the room, he immediately changed his voice and asked with a low laugh: "Do you want to secure your position as the fourth generation of the Ishii Society?"

With a plop, he really knelt down this time. Enduring the pain, the guy hanging his shoulders bowed his head and said: "I am Shimada Kunimitsu, I hope to get the guidance of the master, and I am willing to do my best to worship."

Children can be taught...!

"It's easy to say, easy to say, I don't care about Ishii Club's property, but Ishii Katsuo's private property can't be let go. Well..., we are half of each other, how about it?" Zhou Qingfeng said with a smile.

Ah..., master, how can you do this? Shouldn't you always maintain the image of a hermit from the world? The kind who is high-spirited, aloof and out-of-group, and out-of-this-world! It's too vulgar for you to talk about money like this!

Shimada Kunimitsu, who was lying on the ground, opened his mouth like a big toad, and looked up at Zhou Qingfeng's black veil, obviously unable to connect the "meeting in half" warrior in front of him with the murderous warrior just now.

This is changing so fast!

However, Zhou Qingfeng dragged Katsuo Ishii who was still fainting aside, and said with a philistine smile: "The third generation is here, you fourth generation should seize the opportunity! If you are soft-hearted and let the third generation gain power again, he can't What about me? But you are different."

On the one hand, the power is soaring, and on the other hand, the corpse is broken into pieces. Anyone knows how to choose?

Immediately, Shimada Kunimitsu was filled with two thoughts of excitement and fear. He knew that this was both an opportunity and a crisis. The only thigh he could hold on to was this mysterious samurai who was so tyrannical.

Shimada Kunimitsu nodded again, and said firmly, "Master, please rest assured that I will not take any of Your Excellency Ishii's private property. I will use all of it to thank Master for his support and guidance."

Hahaha... It really is a pleasant thing to openly rob.