I teach kendo in Tokyo

At the same time as Ma was coaxing his sister, the information was finally delivered to Bai Fengfeng headquarters.

Without mobile phones and the Internet, and with everyone involved in the Tsuda group being controlled by the police, the transmission of this information was already very fast.

Except for the Kazama Group behind Bai Fengfeng and Jinshan Group, the other second-generation organizations of the Kanto Alliance will only know what happened to the Tsuda Group early tomorrow morning.

Of course, the Kwantung United Zhili organization will not be completely immune to the news. After all, the Zhili organization has a deep foundation and the cadres have many connections, but they generally only know that something has happened and do not know the details.

In the slightly ostentatiously decorated tea room, Mr. Bai Feng couldn't even hold the tea bowl he was drinking from. He dropped it with a clang and spilled the tea all over the coffee table: "What did you say? Who did what?"

"Kazuma Kiryu broke into the Tsuda-gumi office single-handedly," Akira Hakumine, son of Sougo Hakuho and the young master of Hakuho Summit, repeated what he just said. "He defeated all the cadres of the Tsuda-gumi and Masaaki Tsuda died.

"The pistols we stored there have been confiscated by the Metropolitan Police Department's Search Section 4."

Bai Fengzongwu frowned and remained silent. He lowered his head to pick up the tea bowl that he had just dropped and straightened it.

At this time, an accident happened. The tea bowl suddenly cracked from the middle and split into two pieces silently.

Shiramo Sougo stared at the cracked tea bowl. This was a "famous item" he bought at a large price. He used this to visit the famous tea master Sen Rikyu, and the master was full of praise for the bowl.

However, this object, just dropped once, still fell to the floor covered with tatami mats, and cracked.

This is not a good sign.

Bai Fengzonggo hit the coffee table with a hammer: "Damn it, Tsuda is a loser! He lost his gun, and now we are the laughing stock of the entire Kanto Alliance! I actually saw it wrong!"

Bai Fengzonggo has long passed the age of being beaten, and is now an ordinary old man. This sudden anger made him cough violently.

Bai Fengzhang was sitting on his knees next to him. Seeing this scene, he quickly came up and patted Bai Fengzongwu's back gently. At the same time, he asked in a low voice: "Father... team leader, if we raid that dojo now..."

"I'll give you twenty seconds to think clearly before you speak." Sougo Shiramone glared at his son.

Akira Baimine immediately shut up. He knew that whenever Mr. Baimine said this, it meant "Shut up, you idiot."

Bai Fengzonggo turned around and asked Sakata Shinsaku: "Are you sure there is no background in that dojo?"

"Yes, the Kendo Association only registers the previous leader of the dojo. According to the association's regulations, this means that the previous leader did not get the exemption. If this dojo is not recognized by the Kendo Association, it is just a duckweed."

"A young man who has been practicing swordsmanship for several years with a dead father who didn't even have a license to fight has put me in the same group? Is that what you mean?"

Sakata Shinsaku nodded: "That's what I mean."

Mr. Bai Feng was speechless.

"How could such a thing happen? This is unreasonable. In comparison, it is more believable that Rambo, who was passing by with a machine gun, casually overturned the Tsuda group."

Bai Fengzhang whispered from the side: "It's Rambo."

Shiromine Sougo ignored his son, but held his chin and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Sougo Shiromine said: "Now I want to know if this kendo boy has been recruited by other groups. Go ask the Kazama group about their movements tonight. Is the kendo boy at the police station now?"

"No, it is said that he has gone home."

"Going home?" Sougo Shiromine's voice raised another two octaves, "He just finished killing someone and the police let him go home? Out on bail pending trial? Who paid the insurance premium? Taro Kazama?"

"No, it seems that the man was not killed by himself. It was the Shiratori police officer from the Fourth Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police who shot him in self-defense."

Bai Fengzongwu frowned: "It's actually a white bird... Well, hum, that's it."

He did not continue speaking, but was thinking about something while playing with the fragments of the tea bowl on the coffee table.

Akira Baimine and Shinsaku Sakata looked at each other.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and remained silent while Sougo Shiromine was meditating - this was the experience accumulated from being with the old guy for many years - talking nonsense at this time would be fine if you said it right, but it would be bad luck if you said it wrong. .

Although Baifeng is only a second-generation organization, everyone believes that it will soon be promoted to a direct line. Baifeng Zongwu is now ranked quite high in the Kanto Joint Cadre Meeting.

It is very scary for such a big boss to get angry. Even an old subordinate like Sakata Shinsaku who has followed Shirakine Sougo for many years would not dare to offend easily.

Finally, Mr. Bai Feng thought about it: "Immediately send someone to watch at the entrance of the dojo. If you meet Kazama's people, stop them. They must not be allowed to pass first. But... Kazama Taro probably won't do it today." We’ll go out in the evening. Decide to fight tomorrow.”

Bai Fengzhang frowned and asked: "Is this... going to... recruit Kiryu Kazuma?"

"Nonsense. Regardless of the authenticity of Kiryu and Ma Dan's split, tomorrow night at the latest, he will be a new legend who is a household name in the Yakuza circle. Recruit him here. It is of course good if he has real ability, but if he doesn't, It doesn’t matter! The most important thing is that we can’t give it to Taro Kazama!”

"I understand," Sakata Shinsaku stood up, "I'll make arrangements right away."

"Remember not to bring weapons. The police are very happy tonight. Maybe they will catch a wave of Yakuza suspected of fighting with weapons." Shirakami Sougo reminded.

"Don't worry, I will make arrangements." After saluting, Sakata Shinsaku turned and left.

Mr. Shiromine turned to his son and said, "Go and call Mr. Kimura."

Bai Fengzhang nodded, immediately stood up and left.

Only Sougo Shiromine was left in the tea room. At this time, he showed a distressed expression, gathered up the fragments of the tea bowl scattered on the coffee table one by one, and put them on a small plate.

According to the rules, you need to choose a place to hide this tea bowl later. This kind of famous thing is like a famous sword. It will attract the gods, so you have to send it away properly.

When putting the tea bowl away, Mr. Bai Feng accidentally scratched the fragment with his finger, creating a small hole, and blood seeped out.

Bai Fengzongwu looked at the wound on his finger and said to himself: "It's okay. This kind of small wound is innocuous and has nothing to do with the overall situation. It's okay."

At this time, Mr. Kimura entered the tea room, knelt down in front of Mr. Shiromine, and said loudly: "You called me?"

"Mr. Kimura, have you heard of Kazuma Kiryu?"

"I just heard about it for the first time." Kimura Nobumori said.

"Tomorrow, I might ask you to come with us. I want you to try the sword skills of Kazuma Kiryu."

Kimura Nobumori asked: "What do you mean by trying it?"

"That's all, as long as it allows you to have an idea of ​​his abilities." Shirakami Sougo said.

"I understand, I will be prepared tonight." After saying that, Kimura bowed lightly to Shiromine Sougo, walked backwards out of the tea room in a kneeling posture, and then stood up and left.

Hakumine Sougo really liked Kimura Nobumori's way of treating his master like an ancient samurai, and his mood immediately improved a lot.

He ignored his son Akira Shiratori who entered the room again, but continued to collect the pieces of the teacup slowly, muttering as he did so: "It was Shiratori who fired the gun, hum, Shiratori."