Chapter 873 Coming of Age Ceremony (Part 1)

Forty-six hours ago, Yingzhou.

At 23:05, the current time, it was drizzling in the sky. Outside Jinling Street in Kobe, a car with a Tamba license plate quietly stopped at the intersection.

The young man in the back row pushed open the door and held up his umbrella unhurriedly.

When the slightly childish face was raised, it was illuminated by the neon flashing in the distance.

In front of the street entrance, there were two rows of big men in suits without umbrellas, bathed in the rain, with serious expressions, shouting loudly, and respectfully bowing to greet the visitors.

"Wow, it's so grand?"

The hut in the forest whistled and laughed: "Do you want to be so grand when your family is having a meal?"

From the passenger seat, someone got out of the car.

The middle-aged man's style is particularly strange. He is wearing sportswear, but he has a crooked sword hanging on his waist. His face was unshaven, his hair was curly and raised, and his back was stooped, making him look like an old monkey.

Following behind the young man, he grinned at the greeters on both sides.

The cigarette from the corner of his mouth spat out on the ground and was stamped out casually.

In this way, he followed the young man into the heart of Liuhe Society in a swaggering manner.

After walking through the long silent street, under the gaze of countless eyes, I stepped into the vermilion main door, passed through the hall, and walked straight forward.

Familiarity is like coming home.

Along the way, Lin Shijiu smiled warmly and greeted the acquaintances he met. However, this time, those usually enthusiastic smiles became a little forced, and they all retreated, not daring to say anything.

Moreover, outside the hall, in the waiting space, the expressions on the unfamiliar faces were also different.

Silla people with tattoos, Russians in sportswear, and Yingzhou people who are as meticulous as office workers in suits and leather boots... Americans with bronze skin, and even dark Egyptians.

The outsiders, who were far apart from each other and clearly distinguished, were smoking and chatting. They were old or young, male or female, and they were all different.

But without exception, they all carry a certain cruel aura.

Like a wild beast among the crowd.

Hearing the approaching footsteps in the distance, the look in his eyes became unkind.

The old monkey following Lin Shijiu scratched his cheek.

But the cabin in the forest turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward.

The journey was smooth.

Until he was stopped by the arm from a blood relative in front of the final gate.

The middle-aged man with his arms in his arms leaned in front of the door, looking at Lin Shijiu's appearance, and raised his hand, gesturing for him to spread his arms.

"Do you still want to search me? Brother Eleven?"

The cabin in the forest widened its eyes in confusion: "Is it so lively?"

Lin Shiyi curled his lips: "Uncle Sixth said that everyone else can do whatever they want, but Xiaojiu needs to be searched. If there is another immortal dance, he won't be able to bear it."

"How can I, haha."

The innocent man in the forest house spread his hands and allowed his cousin to search him: "The teacher is not here, even if I have explosives all over my body, I can't harm my uncle Liu even a hair, right?"

Brother Eleven didn't answer, but searched him carefully, finally let go, patted his shoulder, moved away, and opened the way.

The old monkey carrying the knife wanted to follow, but Brother Eleven raised his hand and stopped him.

The middle-aged man smiled gently and reminded: "No entry for idlers, thank you."

"I'm carrying the bag." The old monkey raised his eyes and explained seriously.

Lin Shiyi didn't speak, just looked at him with a smile.

The old monkey also laughed and looked at his neck.

The fingers on his waist flicked.

Like jumping on invisible keys.

Silent gaze.

Until the hut in the forest in front of the door turned back: "There is no need to worry, Komagawa-senpai, the family is just having tea... Uncle Sixth will not harm me, right?"

The second half of the sentence was spoken to the smoky and foggy room.

In the room, in a frozen atmosphere, both sides of the long table were filled with guests from all walks of life, and smoke hung over every cold and gloomy face.

Only the old man at the end of the long table still smiled kindly.

"Where is this? My little nineteen is on the territory of my sixth uncle. Who can touch you?"

As a result, the smile in the cabin in the forest became more and more cheerful.

Walked into it and closed the door.

After swaggeringly taking off his coat and hanging it on the hanger, he sat on the last chair at the end of the long table and looked up at the faces around him, which were either familiar or unfamiliar.

kind greeting.

"Is everyone here so early? Have you eaten? Don't just drink tea when you are old, it will hurt your stomach."

No one responded.

The cabin in the woods didn't expect an answer either.

He held his chin up without any embarrassment and studied their appearance.

"Red Nose" Ronnie, the third in command of the K-Party; Kenichi Numahara, the great pope of the Illuminati; Kanichi Onishiki, the representative of the Nuji group; Chen Libo, the red stick of the big circle; Johnson, the old godfather of the American Mafia; Egypt Doping giant Silas...

All the famous leaders in the underground area of ​​Kyoto are gathered here today.

Even the unexpected people in the cabin in the woods...

He raised his eyes and looked at the seat next to his sixth uncle, the graceful old woman in a suit: "Is the fourth aunt here too?"

"is not that right?"

The fourth aunt smiled kindly: "I heard that Xiaojiu has a promising future. The old man was worried and asked me to come and take a look. Don't worry, the fourth aunt is here and no one can touch you today."

"Then I have to rely on my fourth aunt to protect me."

Lin Shijiu chewed the grapes in the fruit plate and let out a sigh of relief: "Otherwise, I would be a little unsure about such a big battle... Hey, why didn't I see Mr. Wajima? And old lady Sada? Come on. Wasn’t it nice to meet you the first time? Why didn’t you come suddenly today? You must be really angry, right?”

"..."

In the brief silence, everyone's expressions became ugly.

"They are dead." Da Jin glanced at the seemingly innocent young man coldly: "One yesterday, one this morning... They were all done by an old monkey-like swordsman. You shouldn't forget it, right? ?”

The cabin in the forest was stunned and couldn't help but pat his head.

"Look at my memory..." He smiled awkwardly: "I saw you guys are still alive, didn't I think they were safe too? Forgot, forgot."

As soon as he said this, everyone's expressions became ferocious.

Furious.

If the sixth uncle who was presiding over the meeting hadn't suddenly raised his eyes and forcibly suppressed the restless murderous intent, I'm afraid someone in the venue would have drawn a knife to separate life and death.

"Xiaojiu, everyone knows that you have been very cruel recently. There is no need to show off your authority here. Give Uncle Six a face and say less."

"Okay, okay."

Lin Jiu shrugged helplessly, tilted his head and spat out grape seeds on the ground, and said casually: "Let me tell you, if you hadn't spoken up, I wouldn't have wanted to come today... There's no point in coming here, and it's pointless to talk about numbers. I can’t explain why, and if we get into a fight, it will make us look ugly.”

"How do you know some things if you don't talk about them?"

Uncle Six picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and suggested warmly: "We all just want to do business. There is no need to cause a storm in the city because of some trivial misunderstanding, right?"

"To be honest, now that it has reached the point of an all-out war, I am under a lot of pressure."

The cabin in the woods shook his head: "You are all big guys with a good reputation. We are living a good life, and no one wants to put their hands in other people's pots.

However, the Danba census and mixed-race household registration statistics were arranged by the teacher before he left. As a student, I could only nod and implement them, so there was no room for irresponsible remarks. "

He clapped his hands and defended innocently: "Look, this is all the teacher's task. Why should you make things difficult for me, a little kid like me, right?"

With an easy flick of two, five, and six, the pot was thrown into outer space.

It's as if he wasn't the one who killed the entire family a few days ago!

Feeling the angry eyes that were about to split open, Lin Shijiu shamelessly grinned and showed a sincere expression: "How about you guys give me some face and send those with animal-like characteristics to register?

Anyway, after so many years of being a tool, there is nothing left to live for, so why not just do something good and let them shine in the sun for a few more days? "

He clasped his hands together and suggested again: "Think about it, okay? Just do good deeds and accumulate merit."

For the past few days, the entire underground world of Kyoto has been restless.

The war lasted for more than a month, the struggle without blood and the fighting that saw blood but could not see the light, everything started from this.

From the initial Damba census to mixed-race household registration, and even human rights protection... every decision issued from the branch is to dig meat into the pot of everyone here.

Whether it is the processing and trafficking of banned drugs, illegal mining of precious metals, urgently needed test products for various underground laboratories, or even custom industries, loan sharking, food processing, etc...

The existence of every cheap human resource is the cornerstone of this city in the shadows, a 'normality' that no one can shake.

This is not something that the rise of Damba’s inner circle can change.

If you take any rash action, it will only cause reactions from the predators in the muddy water.

Therefore, it is not difficult to imagine what happened.

It's like he suddenly became everyone's enemy.

Hitting the wall everywhere, enemies everywhere.

From the initial relaxation, to the subsequent testing, then to the friction and the final explosion, the blood washed the areas where light could not reach again and again.

Obviously, the General Peace Order has just ended, and all-out war is about to come again.

Everyone stood on the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the slightly childish face and his smile.

But there was no response.

Uncle Liu stayed out of the matter and didn't say a word. He just drank tea quietly. As a mediator, doing this was the most benevolent and righteous thing to do.

Whether it succeeds or not, it has nothing to do with him.

But everyone else's eyes soon turned to the middle-aged woman with a kind smile next to Uncle Six who was like a clay puppet.

"Actually, everything is not life-and-death."

The fourth aunt finally spoke and said with a smile: "If you can't hurt Heqi in the world, don't hurt Heqi.

Xiaojiu is young, and it is the time when he is making great achievements. Everyone here is uncle and uncle, and they can help a lot... Since Danba wants it, everyone can gather together the hybrids on hand and give them back in half. Isn’t it just Tamba? "

The Yingzhou dialect that contained Wu Nong's soft words was indescribably tactful, but when his slender phoenix eyes glanced at the person below, there was a hint of menace.

Uncle Six still didn't say a word, just drank tea in silence.

But the heart-stopping depression lingered in everyone's hearts, causing their expressions to change...

Mom sells batches and asks for half of them from her own hand as soon as she opens her mouth!

This is completely different from what was promised in advance!

You people from the Lin family are really not human beings!

But now that the situation has come to an end, either the jade and the stone will be destroyed, the fish will die and the net will be broken, or half of the black accounts in hand will be given up. Is there any other choice?

In the brief silence, everyone finally made their calculations.

"If that's the case, then so be it."

The first person to speak was Silas, a dark-skinned Egyptian. The mixed breeds of grass growers and medicine makers in his chemical laboratory were the quickest to replace, even half of them were old, weak, sick and disabled without any damage.

Instead, red-nosed Ronnie's expression changed.

Recently, more than half of the profits from the hybrid smuggling in Hirazaka were in their hands. To suddenly ask him to let go was like cutting off his flesh.

But the situation is stronger than the people.

Seeing everyone nodding slowly or slowly, even the Illuminati people chose to submit, what could he do...

He could only grit his teeth and nod.

After a brief silence, Lin Jiu looked at those faces and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Finally, he looked up.

Still not sure.

"Fourth Aunt, you can make the decision, half of it?"

The graceful woman nodded calmly: "Don't worry, if there is one missing, the fourth aunt will make up for you."

Then, the cabin in the woods laughed.

Ask around again.

"Is that what everyone thinks?"

For a moment, everyone nodded, not wanting to cause trouble at this time.

"In that case, let's have a cup of tea."

In the whole conference room, at the long table, the only young man with the power of war laughed, took the lead in picking up the teacup, and saluted from afar:

"Let's forget about it today, how about it?"

Facing his invitation, those gloomy faces that were originally looking like mourning concubines also forced out a smile of joy between the host and the guest, wanting to end it as soon as possible.

As for the days to come, there is still a long way to go.

There is always an account that can be settled slowly.

In this way, amid the scent of tea, everyone's laughter became kind and harmless.

It's fun.

Regardless of whether they were raw or skilled, they all drank the tea in the cup to show the establishment of the covenant.

Finally, the cabin in the forest put down the tea cup in his hand.

Wiped his mouth.

He said:

"Then let's start a war."

Along with his words, a faint roar could be heard.

The rising fire suddenly came from the distant city shrouded in rain.

The moment he made the decision, countless huge vehicles rushed out of the darkness from Kyoto to Osaka, from Hiraizaka to the distant Tsushima, Shishima, and Hokkaido. In the pushed-out carriages, there were passengers who had been waiting for a long time. The Yakuza held swords in hand and launched an attack on their intended opponents.

Total war is coming at this moment.

Harsh alarm bells erupted from the headquarters of Liuhehui, and sharp screams came from outside the door.

For a moment, everyone's expressions changed, including the fourth aunt who was still smiling just now. The big guys whose expressions changed suddenly drew their weapons in an instant and pointed them at the faces of the cabin in the forest. They were already furious.

Even uncle Liu's movements of drinking tea stopped in place.

The dark pupils raised.

The superior on the road of evil karma looked down and looked indifferently at the kid who made trouble in front of him.

"Xiaojiu, what are you doing?"

"Do what you should do, uncle Sixth."

In front of those gun muzzles, the forest house tilted its head, lit the cigarette at the corner of its mouth, and blew on the cigarette lightly: "The mediation meeting is over, the peace talks have failed, and the tea to see off the guests has been drunk, what else can we do?"

He grinned, a mocking smile.

"Of course it's a war."

In the dead silence, another pair of cold eyes looked towards this place.

"Xiaojiu, are you kidding me?"

Fourth Aunt's smile disappeared.

That graceful face became cold and gloomy, without the color of a living person, only as pale as burned ashes, and the long hair curled and squirmed like a snake, choosing people to eat: "Or, you have grown up, Now that you’ve become successful, you don’t even care about Fourth Aunt anymore?”

"Fourth Aunt, I have no intention of offending you."

Lin Jiujiu took off the cigarette in confusion and stubbed it out in his hand, "Look, I am very satisfied with your care, I strongly agree with your idea of ​​peace being the most important thing, and I am particularly grateful for your idea.

However, the only problem is here. "

He raised his finger, pointed at himself, and asked his elders in confusion: "When the hell did I say - only half?"

In that moment, his respect disappeared.

Ferocious flames burst out from his pupils, and he said with cruelty: "I respect you as an elder when I come here today, but who are you? When will it be your turn to speak about matters in Kyoto?"

Behind him, the door panel suddenly shattered.

It was like being cut off by an invisible sword.

An embarrassed figure fell in and staggered back, holding on to the table and almost unable to get up. Lin Shishi, who was originally guarding the door, opened his mouth and vomited blood. He raised his broken right arm and pointed at the figure walking in from the door.

That warrior with curly beard and hair, like an old monkey.

The originally baggy sportswear had been stained red with blood and became so miserable, full of lacerations and gunshot wounds. The blood flowing on that face could not hide the darkness underneath.

Cursed corpse spots spread across his face.

Still, I dare not smile.

Withstanding the murderous intention of Uncle Six, he walked into the hall step by step, tilted his head and said to the young man beside him: "Everything outside has been taken care of...but your cousin accidentally chopped off one of his hands." , it doesn’t matter.”

"It's okay, it's okay."

The hut in the forest glanced at his embarrassed cousin and looked away indifferently: "The Lin family's surgeon is one of the best in Eastern Xia. As long as you can take a breath and go back to get a few stitches and rest for a few days, he will be fine."

On the table next to him, Lin Shiyi suddenly roared, propped up his body, and wanted to catch him.

But then, a hand suddenly stretched out, grabbed his face, and pinned him to the table, like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

It was as stable as an iron pincer, not allowing him to waver in the slightest.

It's the cabin in the woods.

"Everyone, you came to ask me to talk about things, and I talked. You wanted to drink tea with me, and I drank it. You wanted sincerity, and I gave it...but what did you say to me? Half?"

Ignoring the pull of his cousin's other hand, he raised his bloody face, looked around at everyone here, and told them word for word:

"I've come all the way here, do you think I'm just here to beg for food?"

"Today, here, I say it for the last time! Hand over the hybrids in your hands to me!"

"Either everything or death!"

The sharp sword was drawn out, flicked, and nailed to the long table. It buzzed and reflected the stiff faces.

"And you, Uncle Sixth——"

The ferocious young man raised his eyes and looked at the old man at the end of the long table indifferently, just like a young snake spitting a message to a giant python, with the same darkness and violence.

"You want territory and want to reach out to Danbo, you can tell me, why do you push a fool from the family to speak out? You have to remember, no matter how many people died today or how much losses were incurred, it was all for Fourth Aunt This idiot is so stupid!"

A shrill scream sounded.

Blood bursts out.

Because he suddenly pressed down the hand holding the knife, the sharp knife carved a deep crack on the table, and cut off his cousin's other hand neatly.

A severed hand flew up and landed in front of Fourth Aunt's furious face. Her fingers were still twitching, seeking help in vain.

And below, the young man holding the knife glanced at her face, no longer hiding his disdain and disgust: "Is it useful to wear a suit and tie and have a mobile phone? Ah?"

"Eat shit!"

Take a day off tomorrow ORZ