Four Hundred and Seven: Killing People Like Grass

In an independent courtyard, in the bathtub, three men and three women are enjoying the fun of scrubbing.

When Xu Cheng came in wearing autumn clothes and shawls, the three women were not surprised, they thought they were looking for the three elder brothers.

On the contrary, the three men with tattoos squinted their eyes at Xu Cheng and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

Someone rubbed his neck and asked, "If you go the wrong way, just apologize and get out."

They probably exposed the tattoo, and most customers would shy away and panic when they saw it.

Xu Cheng walked over, looked at their missing fingers, and asked, "May I ask, "Are you members of the Sumiyoshi Club, the Chuandao Club, or the members of the three-member group?"

The three of them looked at each other and looked at him speaking English, expressing that they did not understand.

He looked at the three geishas who were in charge of massage, and asked, "Who knows English, please translate."

One of the geishas knew English but was a bit afraid to translate.

"what did he say?"

After the geisha hesitated for a moment, she said cautiously: "He doesn't know if the three gentlemen are members of the Sankou group, the Sumiyoshikai, or the Kawadaokai."

The three extreme people were furious: "Can the garbage clubs like Sumiyoshihui and Chuandaohui be compared with us? Tell him that we are members of a three-person group. If he walked into the wrong courtyard, let him kneel down and apologize. Walk!"

The geisha proudly said to Xu Cheng: "Sir, what you said just now offended people, these three are members of a three-person group, so they said that you should kneel down and apologize before you can leave."

Xu Cheng chuckled lightly and said, "It's not that I haven't seen people in the three-member group, and I know a few of them."

The geisha sneered: "I'm afraid you'll poke your eyes. The three in front of you are all famous in the three-person group. You should keep your voice down. Offending these three will be enough for you."

"What did he say?" The three asked curiously when they saw the geisha talking with Xu Cheng.

The geisha quickly flattered and said with an apologetic smile: "He said he also knew some people in the three-member group, and said he was not afraid of the three gentlemen."

"Huh!" One of them snorted, "Ask who he knows!"

"Who do you know?" the geisha asked curiously.

Xu Cheng said proudly, "Mr. Murakami Taro."

The geisha's expression changed drastically, and she faltered and said to the three men, "He, he said, he knows Mr. Taro in the village!"

When the three of them heard Taro Murakami, their upper class, their complexions also changed slightly, but because they were in front of the three geisha, they said in disbelief: "Who knows if it's true? Can anyone know anyone? Ask him, is it true?"

The geisha nodded, looked at Xu Cheng and said, "Sir, if you lie, you will die a miserable death."

Xu Cheng looked directly at the three men and smiled, "I don't know if you have Taro Murakami's phone number. Call him and I'll tell him."

The geisha conveyed Xu Cheng's words to the three members of the three-member team.

The three of them looked at each other, and they wouldn't be so foolish to be fooled. If it wasn't true, their call would disturb Mr. Murakami, and it would easily make him disgusted and scold him.

"Tell him, since he knows him, let him use his mobile phone to call."

The geisha conveyed it to Xu Cheng.

Xu Cheng smiled: "Where can I put a mobile phone in my outfit? I forgot it was in my courtyard. Since the three of you can't let me prove it, then I'm leaving."

Then Xu Cheng was about to turn around, but the three members of the three-member team thought he was deliberately using this method to escape, and immediately stopped him: "Wait!"

Xu Cheng turned around and looked at the three of them.

One of the tattooed men took the geisha's mobile phone and threw it to Xu Cheng. He said, "I want you to call me now! If you lie to us, leave two of your fingers tonight!"

Xu Cheng picked up the phone and nodded: "You read his number to me."

The man read Taro Murakami's phone number, Xu Cheng pretended to frown and said, "This number seems wrong, right? I remember that the number stored in my mobile phone seems wrong."

He was just trying to test it. What if the three were also testing him?

Sure enough, the guy who gave him his cell phone number re-read another phone number for him.

Xu Cheng was ready to call.

It didn't take long for a dull voice to come from the other end of the phone, probably someone who was drinking.

"Hey?"

"Mr. Murakami, where are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Me, the partner who drank with you last time, where are you?"

Taro Murakami: "Baga! Who the hell are you?"

"The one who wants to kill you!" Xu Cheng laughed out loud.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then he laughed wantonly: "There are too many people who want to kill me, who are you? I have answered a lot of such boring calls, and you are welcome to come to the bathhouse here in Sankou Street, Shinjuku Find me!"

"Okay." After Xu Cheng finished speaking, he looked at the three people who were still in a daze and smiled. They couldn't understand English, but the geisha trembled a little because she could understand Xu Cheng's conversation.

Xu Cheng put an index finger on her lips and said, "Shh, don't tell them what I'm going to do."

Then he came over and handed the mobile phone to the member of the three-member team. When the person took it, Xu Cheng directly dragged him up from the bathtub, and punched him directly at the front of his face. His head seemed to have lost the spine link. , dangling on the neck and barely falling off, blood sprayed out from the mouth and nose directly and stained the bathtub.

The other two tattooed companions were about to get up from the bathtub. After Xu Cheng jumped down, he grabbed the back of the head and neck of one of them with one hand and pressed down hard into the bathtub. No matter how hard the two of them struggled, they couldn't break free from Xu Cheng's relentless pressure!

In just three minutes, the two struggled like chickens falling into the water, then slowly lost their movement and floated in the water.

The three women screamed, but outsiders didn't notice anything when they heard it. Here, geishas are almost the tools of the club members to vent their desires, and screaming is common.

Xu Cheng said expressionlessly: "If you don't want to die, you'd better shut up."

The three women were startled and afraid to force themselves to cover their mouths, their eyes were full of tears, and their bodies trembled.

Xu Cheng got up from the bath and walked towards his courtyard.

When the woman who had no choice but to have a story had finished taking a bath, she looked up and saw Xu Cheng's shawl and robe covered in blood, and she retreated to a corner in the bathtub in fear.

Xu Cheng walked out of the bath and lay down on the shore, and said to her, "Come here and help me scrub."

The woman swallowed, slowly swam over, and carefully wiped off the blood stains on Xu Cheng's body.

She heard sirens and ambulances from other courtyards and she didn't dare ask 'did you kill someone? '.

This is a smart woman.