They wanted to smash Nanxiang Shi's mouth.

But they can't do it.

Nanxiang Shi just pulled it casually, kicked it, and hit it sideways.

It didn't use much force, and they just made them faint. They might have a slight concussion afterwards, but it was not harmful.

But this incident was a reminder to Nanxiang Shi.

If this continues, I will probably feel uneasy after having a meal in the future.

At any time, a group of dilapidated houses came to the door, and they couldn't get rid of them like candy or throw them away.

So Nanxiang took a wooden knife and pushed the door out.

He is going to the Sichuan Rice Group headquarters.

In fact, the Kawada Group is headquartered in the Roppongi area of ​​Tokyo.

It is close to the Mehei District where Nanxiang Shi is located, and the straight line is not far, about thirty or forty kilometers. Most people can arrive quickly by running.

Of course, Nanxiang time is no exception.

He spent ten minutes running to the headquarters of the Roppongikawa Rice Group and looked up at the headquarters gate of the Sichuan Rice Group.

Generally speaking, the headquarters of such large gangs will not be open on weekdays.

The situation is similar today, at least the door is tightly closed.

But the lights are brightly lit, and it can be seen that someone is there.

But Nanxiang Shi glanced at the wooden knife in his hand and then at the door in front of him.

This gate is probably five meters wide.

It is difficult to break through with just one wooden knife.

Or... climb over the wall and get in?

But climbing over the wall is too despicable and indifferent, and at least you must be upright.

He is going to enter through the main entrance.

So in Nanxiang, I put down the wooden knife.

Turning to the pine tree planted by the Sichuan Rice Group.

It feels okay to pick up the pine trees.

Not heavy.

The diameter of about half a meter is just right.

In Nanxiang, I pulled up the pine tree and hit it twice.

This door may be of inferior quality.

When he couldn't stand Nanxiang, he fell to the ground with a bang.

When Nanxiang was walking into it with a pine tree in his arms, he happened to see two doormen who were a little stunned and watched the door collapse, and had no idea what was going on.

The guard looked at him, and he looked at the guard.

Then Nanxiang Shi smiled and gently rolled the pine trees in his arms.

The two guards were rolled to the wall like billiards.

It was not until this time that Nanxiang Shi was a little sighing.

No wonder most boys aged five or six can't refuse a straight wooden stick.

He held the pine tree and felt like he was holding a wooden stick when he was a child and was killing the bushes.

He couldn't help but sigh that although it is not advisable to lose one's ambition, men seem to be able to know the simple happiness of their previous childhood on the stick.

But I didn't seem to be able to go back to those days.

The pine trees are not heavy and easy to use. In Nanxiang, I didn’t use a wooden knife, so I simply carried the pine trees all the way in.

This house is very large and belongs to the standard gentle building, with long eaves, and rooms, with white walls and black columns. The house extends long inward.

On this long road, I met many people in Nanxiang.

When they saw Nanxiang, they were stunned for a while before they could barely react.

This also made Nanxiang Shi worry about the psychological qualities of these people.

It’s just that this kind of psychological acceptance is not enough to be a Japanese gangster. It’s better to set up a stall and sell milk tea.

So when Nanxiang was like when he was a child, he gently overwhelmed them all.

Of course, pine trees dare not let go.

I didn't want to take human life in Nanxiang.

His personality is much gentler than before.

But when we arrived at the back, people with various weapons came out, and some people were holding firearms in their hands.

So in Nanxiang, I took the pine trees horizontally, threw them out gently, and used the tree body to gently push them aside.

It is estimated that a few bones will be broken, but the problem is not big.

He continued to walk inward like this.

The more you go, the fewer people will be, and the older the person you come out will be.

When we arrived at the back, the old man in his fifties and sixties ran out with his knives.

This is actually of course.

When it comes inside, it is the place where cadres discuss matters.

Those who can become cadres are basically experienced in the Sichuan Rice Group.

In addition, Japan is now seriously aging.

Members of the Showa faction aged fifty to sixty account for 20% of the Sichuan Rice Group, and those aged sixty to sixty nine account for 16% of the Sichuan Rice Group...

These people are cadres and live in the headquarters.

But most of them are too old to be the kind of people who are willing to kill and unable to make things happen.

Although his psychological quality is strong, there are pine trees in Nanxiang.

It's still easy to knock their dentures away and their wigs are scraped away.

Just like this, I swept across the road and came to the innermost room in Nanxiang.

There should be people inside, but not many.

So in Nanxiang, I put down the pine trees.

He never forgot the purpose of his trip.

He wanted to come over and have a good conversation with the chief leader of the Sichuan Rice Group (that is, the leader).

So there were no major casualties along the way.

Nanxiangshi checked his wooden knife and his personal belongings.

Nothing wrong.

My cell phone and wallet are all there, and my clothes are a little wrinkled, but they are not bad.

He sorted out the folds of his clothes, then kicked the door open, and greeted him politely: "Sorry, I'm rude."

This is probably a conference room with tatami.

The word "Shou" is hung on the wall next to it, and under it is a pot of green pine and cypress, which has obviously been carefully maintained and full of vitality.

In the conference room, two middle-aged men and an elderly man in his fifties and sixty years old were sitting. A black table was placed in front of him and a black pad was placed under his legs.

I guess these three people are the actual leaders of the Sichuan Dao Group now.

In order to show the identity of the guest, Nanxiang Shi found a place to sit down.

Prepare for negotiation.

......

To be honest, as the third chief of the Sichuan Dao Group, Sichuan Daosheng never thought that there would be such a ridiculous thing...it could even be said to be an absurd thing to happen.

He sat in the meeting room of the headquarters and was about to start the regular meeting at seven o'clock.

As a result, I heard a report that a young man rushed into the Sichuan Rice Group with his pine trees in his arms and came here.

Kawainakashi looked puzzled. If the person who was reporting in front of him was his confidant, he would have really thrown the other party into Tokyo Bay.

After all, this is the headquarters of the Sichuan Dao Group.

He rushed in with his pine trees...

But when he saw the surveillance video.
To be continued...