If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

The forced confession in the abandoned space of the gas station went smoothly. The tattooed man confessed the address of the Seibo-gumi club and the number of permanent personnel and weapons in the club. Ryoichi briefly integrated the information and thought about it and felt that it would be useless to visit a small organization of this size. Without dispatching our own troops, the three of them were probably more than enough, so they took a taxi and headed straight to their destination.

It's funny how the tattooed man's cigarette wasn't even halfway through his mouth until the confession was over.

Sure enough, gangster-style forced confessions are always so simple and crude. They pour a bucket of gasoline on your head and light a cigarette. You spit out the cigarette and you are burned to death. If you can't tell any useful information before finishing the cigarette, you will also be blamed. The cigarette butts are lit with gasoline and burned to death. Only when the other party is satisfied will the other party allow you to swallow the unburned cigarette butts in your mouth and eat it.

"At least this kind of interrogation method cannot be used in our execution department. We value human rights." Mandy said.

Shinjuku Kabukicho Ichiban Street, the largest red light district in Asia, Lin Nian and the three of them were striding along the flow of people on the bustling and noisy street. The neon sign of 'I Kabukicho' hung on the building at the corner of the street flashed in red. In the light, many girls in school uniforms wearing black knee-high socks were standing on the street holding umbrellas and looking cutely at the pedestrians on the road.

"Human rights? They are used to protect people. Many guys here can no longer be called human beings." Liang Yi on the street put his hands in his windbreaker and held a cigarette. He lowered his head and exhaled the smoke and said calmly: "Our favorite interrogation method The method is actually to throw the person into a mixer and fill it with cement. Start the mixer at the slowest speed and torture him at the same time. When the torture is over, when the cement is reconciled, he can be directly beaten into a cement column and thrown into the sea. It is environmentally friendly and environmentally friendly. save trouble."

"Sounds very efficient." Lin Nian said.

"The executive department of your headquarters is not a benevolent organization." Ryoichi said: "A few decades ago, the method used by your European secret party to force confessions from people was to stuff people into a wooden barrel and leave only their heads out, and give them to you at the same time every day. Provide water and food.”

"How cruel is this?" Mandy was puzzled.

"Of course there will be no problem in the first day or two, but people have to excrete after all. If your lower body is locked in a barrel and cannot move, the excrement will accumulate in it. After a while, you will be excreted in a barrel. He died of sepsis in the thing." Ryoichi took a puff of cigarette: "In order to get out of the barrel, they even revealed their mother's sexual fetishes."

"Why do they know about their mother's sexual fetishes?" Lin Nian was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, stop swearing in front of minors!" Mandy yelled loudly. Ryoichi shrugged and said he was wrong. Minors kill bad guys and can't listen to swear words, which is reasonable.

"This is your first time in a place like this?" Liang Yi asked, catching a glimpse of Lin Nian looking around.

"The best time I had the chance to see so many Japanese people was in domestic anti-war films." Lin Nian looked at the scenery on the street. There were many 'couples' cuddling together in hotels on the street, and many people in suits and leather shoes. A man with oily hair stands on the street soliciting customers with a smile on his face. When he sees a pedestrian passing by, he quickly walks up and asks: "Girl, do you want to go shopping?" Girl wants to kill?

In order to attract customers of different nationalities, the people soliciting customers are even divided into different races. Now Lin Nian saw a black uncle cordially asking a few American tourists if they wanted to see the local characteristics. Those Americans The tourists politely refused, but Lin Nian thought that if Fingel was lucky enough to be here, the pimp would only receive a thumbs up and a sentence: Yo West, flower girl. Work!

"Does a store like this have any related businesses under its name?" Lin Nian turned to Liang Yi.

"Yes." Ryoichi nodded: "To be precise, most of the entire Kabukicho is owned by the Inuyama family, because everyone pays protection fees to the family regularly, and more than 70% of the shops are owned by the Inuyama family. , if we want, then Kabukicho can be transformed from a red light district to a Kiyomizu district overnight.”

In fact, if Ryoichi hadn't been with him, many cowherds or girls in sailor uniforms would have come over to chat with Lin Nian and Mandy. The evil aura and ferocity on Ryoichi's face completely separated the uninvolved people, even if they were walking in front of them. Crowds of people on the busy street would involuntarily separate paths for the three of them.

"To be serious, aren't we looking for trouble aggressively? Why do I feel that you two will stumble into the izakaya at any time." Mandy complained.

"Actually, there may not be a fight this time." Liang put out his cigarette butt and threw it in a passing trash can: "I understand that those minions are too low-level and don't understand what I mean. Generally, I only need to walk in to do things. Show your identity in the club, and everything will fall into place after that. What happened in the nightclub just now is purely a small probability event."

"Then what if the other party still doesn't understand?" Lin Nian asked.

"Then I can introduce some of the torture methods commonly used by our family to you two today. I guarantee that it will be an eye-opener for you. We are here." Ryoichi stopped and turned around to look up. Lin Nian and Mandy also followed suit. On the floor of the building, red tape was posted on the rows of floor-to-ceiling glass that read 'Qingfang Human Resources Club'.

"It's just and fair," Lin Nian said.

"The lights are on. It looks like there are people inside. We came at the right time." Ryoichi lit another cigarette for himself and walked towards the door upstairs.

"Shall we just walk up and ring the doorbell?" Lin Nian and Mandy followed.

"Lin Jun, Mantisang, don't be too nervous, the two of you, our name is still very reliable." Ryoichi went up the stairs and said: "I have seen many emerging clubs in the underworld look like they are in the sky and the world at the beginning. They look so arrogant and scornful of our family, treating us as just a legend. But when our people actually come to visit us, it seems like the monsters from the horror stories have really come to visit us. They will start to cringe again and want to kneel down and lick them. Our shoes beg us to spare them.”

"Ryoichi-kun is very experienced. He is obviously about the same age as me." Mandy looked at Ryoichi's back.

"I have been involved in this industry since I was very young. I almost feel like throwing up after dealing with these trivial matters every day." When he reached the door of the third floor, Ryoichi raised his hand and pressed his hands and shook his head: "What happened in Yotsuya this morning is extremely rare. Japan still has a legal system for extremely low-probability things. This is only your first day in Japan. How could there be so many fatal cases falling on you?"

"That's really reassuring to say." Mandy, who went up to the third floor, leaned on the handrail of the stairs and exhaled: "Actually, I hate shooting. Before, I really thought you were going to take the trunk. The guy in there was burned."

"Although we are ruthless in our methods, we are not murderous people. After all, didn't you just say that? There is still a 'minor' here. Killing is still too bloody for Mr. Lin." Ryoichi also He couldn't help but make a joke, and Lin Nian behind him couldn't help but tilt his head and roll his eyes.

There were footsteps behind the door and the sound of the lock cylinder popping out. Ryoichi turned his head and the door was opened. The black gun barrel behind the door was blocked on his forehead. The finger on the trigger pressed it without hesitation.

"boom!"

Firelight and gunshots erupted in the corridor, and the shadows of people reflected on the white walls, but there was no blood.

Behind Liang Yi, Lin Nian stretched out his hand to push away the barrel of the gun at the critical moment. The bullet missed the wall. The handle of the short knife in his cuff fell into his hand. He took a step forward and cut off the wrist of the man holding the gun with one knife. The second knife struck across the wall. Cutting past, a head rolled to the ground, and blood rose into the sky!

Ryoichi was stunned, and so was Mandy.

Lin Nian was in a daze for a moment. He probably didn't even think too much about it. He noticed the naked murderous intention behind the door. Like a stress reaction, he completed the movements of his hands without any delay until his head grumbled. Lu rolled to the ground and touched Okubo Ryoichi's feet, and the three of them came to their senses.

"Now that I say that we are members of this family, can we still go in and sit down and have a good talk?" Lin Nian, holding a bloody dagger, whispered.

"I guess it can't be done." Ryoichi looked down at the dead man's head at his feet, and in his ears he heard the sound of guns being loaded inside the door.