Chapter 713 Ah This

The funeral lasted only three days, and the farewell ceremony was held on the fourth day.

For the Yakuza, funerals are not a rare thing, they are commonplace. Although the bad news comes in a hurry, the funeral is still in order.

In the middle, Fujimoto's wife was dissatisfied with the ownership of Fujimoto's inheritance. She came over with her children to make a fuss, but she didn't see Huai Shi and left angrily. Other than that, there were only some distant relatives, some of whom never showed up at all.

The previous funeral is for the relatives and friends of the deceased, but the day of the farewell ceremony is the day when colleagues come to visit.

Under the drizzle on an overcast day, members of the Fujimoto group wearing mourning clothes stood in two rows in front of the door, bowing to thank the arriving visitors.

In the car that gradually came to a stop, Yamada Teppei looked at the scene outside and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't this done in a decent way? That guy Fujimoto, even if he dies, he has to choose a troublesome time... …I heard it was someone from the Tiger King Group who did it?”

"That's what they say." The subordinate replied, opened the door for him, and then held up the umbrella.

The old man under the umbrella held on to Yuori's collar and walked towards the main entrance.

The man from the mountain in front of the door bent down and bowed at ninety degrees: "Thank you for your hard work coming from a long distance."

"It's just that I traveled two cities. It's not hard work." Yamada chuckled twice and looked down: "Yamashita, I heard that the new team leader is not you."

"I'm incompetent, so I'm lucky to have the position of Ruotou." Yamashita lowered his head and replied, "I really don't dare to covet the position of team leader."

"Haha, I'm just kidding, you're so scared." The old president of the Yamada group waved his hand and looked around, his face gradually becoming surprised: "What? I, an old guy, came to express my condolences in person, your new group leader You don’t even show your face?”

"I'm sorry." Yamashita maintained a ninety-degree bow and replied: "The team leader has other important matters and will be here later. Please bear with me."

"You bastard, how dare you make our president wait for someone else!"

The subordinate holding the umbrella was furious, stretched out his hand to pull up Shanxia's collar, and shouted angrily: "Are you looking down on us if you are so disrespectful?"

"That's enough, Chiuchi. After all, it's a funeral and we are guests. Don't make too much noise."

Yamada Teppei patted his subordinate's arm, left Yamashita who was bowing, and turned around to walk to the auditorium. After burning a stick of incense, he looked at Fujimoto's remains and sighed, then turned and walked into the side room to rest.

Many old acquaintances had already arrived, and it was very lively inside. When they saw him coming in, many people raised their hands to say hello.

"Oh, there are quite a lot of people here. Long time no see, everyone."

Yamada found a middle seat and sat down, looked around, and asked knowingly: "Aren't the people from the Tiger King group here?"

"If they dare to come, I'm afraid there will be a fight on the spot today, right?"

"I don't think so."

The old man with burn marks on his face raised his eyes and glanced at the door outside: "I heard that the Tiger King Group has invited five big guys to mediate in the past two days. In order to protect his youngest son, that guy Arisaka really You have put in a lot of effort. But you, Yamada, ask questions knowingly, you must know something, right?"

"No, no, I'm just an old man. I've given up on it a long time ago. How can I get involved in these things?"

Yamada picked up the tea cup and asked casually: "On the contrary, the Fujimoto group, I heard from the children, is going to be renamed the Waizhi group? Does anyone know it? I've been curious about the new group leader for a long time."

There are a lot of rumors about the team leader who is a master of the Green Sun, and nonsense about the Border God of Killing, but none of them are reliable. Some people also said that he was a hybrid who had just joined the Fujimoto team for less than two days... There were all sorts of outrageous rumors.

For a moment, no one could figure out the details or what Fujimoto was thinking before he died.

However, everyone who came here felt the arrogance of the new team leader. From the beginning of the funeral to now, he has not shown up at all. Even the gangs that were originally close to each other are now rejected, and their attitudes have become distant and indifferent.

"Well, no matter what, you have to show up, won't you know when the time comes?" Yamada drank tea with a smile and stopped talking.

And in the middle of the busy farewell ceremony, Yamashita Kuro, the concierge outside the door, finally took time out, grabbed the person next to him, and asked anxiously: "Where is the team leader? Where did the team leader go?"

"No, I don't know." The younger brother shook his head blankly: "I said that I drove out with Brother Ueno in the morning, and I haven't come back yet."

Everyone at the foot of the mountain was in bad condition.

What the hell are you going out for in the morning?

Could it be that he was taken by Ueno to inspect the custom industry?

Yamashita's heart was filled with chills for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, he noticed a car parked in front of the door and someone getting out of the car.

Shocked.

"Sister-in-law...why are you here?"

"Can't I come to my man's funeral?"

The haggard-looking woman held a bewildered child in her hand and glared at the foot of the mountain: "I want to see what that guy named Huai Zhi is doing!"

But behind her, someone else got out of the car.

The old man in black dress, holding a cane in his hand, greeted Shanxia warmly: "Isn't this Shanxia? It's been a long time, no see. How are you lately?"

Yamashita was stunned for a long time, then subconsciously stood firm and bowed to the visitor: "Welcome from afar, Mr. Kitahara."

A heart that has sunk to the bottom.

The person who came was a high-ranking member of the Narcotics Recovery and Release Alliance, an envoy who could represent the opinions of the five major leaders. Now that he came hand in hand with Fujimoto's widow, he might not have any good intentions.

"I won't say any more. I'm here mainly for three things."

Kitahara took off his hat, looked around calmly, and told him: "The first is to express my condolences to Mr. Fujimoto on behalf of our master, and the second is to mediate the matter between the Fujimoto group and the Tiger King group.

Finally, it’s about Mrs. Fujimoto’s seeking justice from us... Yamashita, Lord Tenmu was furious after hearing what happened to Mrs. Fujimoto, and told me to deal with it as soon as possible. I’m afraid it will be difficult for me to save any face for you. "

In the cold light rain, Shanxia was already covered in sweat. He lowered his head and begged:

"Please come inside and discuss it in detail."

After watching the group of people enter, he glanced anxiously at Zhajian, signaling him to quickly think of a solution. No longer caring about the concierge's work, he turned around and followed him in embarrassment.

"What's wrong? Isn't your new team leader here?"

After laying incense in the mourning hall, Beiyuan looked around with a quick and indifferent expression: "Is this his attitude towards the five big guys?"

"I'm extremely sorry. The team leader is on his way. Please bear with me."

Yamashita could only bend down again, bowing and begging: "Fujimoto, no, our paper team will definitely give you an explanation for this matter, and please show your respect..."

"Yamashita! Is this the place for you to talk?"

Beihara raised his voice and angrily said: "How arrogant is Kaizhi when he doesn't even see the alliance members? Or is he still lucky and thinks he can occupy the foundation left by Fujimoto!"

Yamashita kept bowing, and his sweat fell to the ground drop by drop.

"To be honest, it is Mr. Fujimoto's last wish that Uakichi should inherit the position of team leader. For the past few days, we have wanted to ask to see the five big guys, but..."

"You mean, it's the Big Five's fault?" Beihara looked over coldly.

"That's not what I meant, it's just, it's just..."

Yamashita defended in a panic, but Kitahara waved his hand without interest: "That's enough. The alliance has decided to mediate the dispute between the Fujimoto group and the Tiger King group. This should be enshrined in front of Fujimoto's memorial tablet."

As he spoke, he took out a box from his pocket and threw it into Shanxia's arms.

The box was opened, and inside was a little finger that was tied at the end by a rubber band and had begun to turn black.

Yamashita's hands trembled, and he raised his head in disbelief: "W-what does this mean?"

"This is the sincerity of the Tiger King Group. As the saying goes, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. Since Mrs. Fujimoto is willing to show her kindness, forgive Arisaka's unintentional mistake, and resolve this grudge, then the alliance is also happy to see it happen. This can also be regarded as a tribute to Fujimoto. Group chat to apologize.”

"This this……"

Yamashita held the box in his hand and looked at Beihara in astonishment, as well as Mrs. Fujimoto, whose eyes were evasive behind him. His face turned green and red, his lips trembled, and he was speechless.

"What's wrong?" Kitahara asked coldly: "Aren't your Fujimoto group unwilling to accept the verdict of the five big guys? Or do you have other opinions?"

Yamashita gritted his teeth, said nothing, and stood still without moving.

The hands holding the box were shaking, unwilling to accept it.

Once that little finger is placed in front of Fujimoto's spiritual place, I'm afraid there will never be a day of revenge...

"I even chopped off my fingers. How bad it is. It's too cruel... If I really want to express my condolences, bringing a pig's head would be better than this."

The young man under the umbrella outside the door sighed helplessly. Rainwater was still dripping from the hem of his coat. He walked into the mourning hall with two plastic bags in his hands.

When he raised his head and smiled, his smile became handsome and evil, and the horns on his forehead were curved, like the soul-catching evil spirit in Ukiyo-e.

"Thank you, Yamashita, help me get this."

Putting the plastic bag in his hand casually into Yamashita's arms, the visitor sighed: "Kyoto is so big, but it's really difficult to find a place to buy tributes. Please help me put them up in the mourning hall."

As for the fingers, forget it..."

He tossed the box, and regardless of Beiyuan's ugly expression, he threw it outside the mourning hall: "Isn't it too shabby just to raise your finger? Didn't the five big guys send some boys and girls?"

"Ignorant person!"

Beiyuan was furious and his face was livid. He could sense the respectful attitude of the people around him, and he immediately understood the identity of the visitor. His eyes changed and he quickly became gloomy: "Are you going to refuse the mediation of the five big guys?"

"Ah this..."

Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, then scratched her head in confusion: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Next to him, Yamashita, who was holding a plastic bag, suddenly let out an exclamation. His hands trembled, and two bloody and round things fell out of the plastic bag.

In the silence, two heads fell to the ground with a low voice.

They were rolling playfully, showing the last remaining fear and despair on their faces.

While everyone was staring in astonishment, the belated man took off his wet coat, revealing his naked upper body, hideous tattoos, and criss-crossing wounds and bloodstains...

Between the gunshot wounds, knife wounds and burns, the evil ghost with the bronze bell on his back grinned, showing a ferocious smile towards the world from his back.

Huai Shi sighed and shrugged helplessly: "After all, the Tiger King Group is gone..."

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