Chapter 229: The competition between multiple forces

The birth of the night is not a secret to Yamaguchi. The god Satoshi was concerned about the power of the night and did not kill the messenger. Of course, he wanted to gain some benefits from it, because they faced their common enemies and had always been arrogant. After experiencing that tragic killing, he also learned to scheming.

If he could let the black night come forward and deal with this powerful enemy, he would be happy to see it, because from Quan Sheng's mouth, he had a vague concern. Could this be the appearance of another dragon god?

"Ba Ge, send someone to search for it on a large scale immediately, and you must catch him."

The god was angry, and the warrior had already responded: "Cough"

He Xiangnan did not escape, but was at the Zoteng family. The person who saved him was not someone else, but the third son of the Zoteng family, Satoi Iso. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with comfort, drinking green tea, looking very enjoyable.

For Taishen, having too many sons is not a good thing. For Yamaguchi Alliance's inheritance rights, it has been more than a day or two for the brothers to fight openly and secretly. Seeing Taishen's age, they don't want to leave a chance for their opponents.

The reason why Satoi Rescued He Xiangnan was of course to cooperate with the dark night. As long as he had the control of the Yamaguchi League, no one could stop him from doing anything he wanted in the future.

After the meeting, Satoizuo had already walked into the secret room. Although the most dangerous place was the safest, Satoizuo did not dare to be careless just in case.

"Mr. Messenger, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time. It's a bad situation outside now, so it's safer for you to stay here."

"Come on, Mr. Isuo, have a drink, your Japanese green tea is really good."

He Xiangnan is no longer the Southeast playboy that day. In order to survive, he can betray his dignity or become cruel and cruel. Even his own father can kill people, and everything is no longer important to him.

Satoi Izuo smiled and said, "Mr. Messenger drinks a few more glasses. I have ordered someone to bring you wine and food. We are a big Japanese rice wine. I believe you prefer it."

Sato Izuki didn't say it. These refreshing and delicious green teas were imported from China. Japan is just an island country. This is a very inferior thing in their hearts. So every time they talk about the country, they call themselves the Great Japan to express the strength of the country.

But He Xiangnan knew the mentality of the little Japanese. He laughed disdainfully in his heart when he heard this, but he agreed happily on his face and said, "I have always been famous, and I really have to taste it today."

When hypocritical people meet people with inferiority, what they say makes people sick and vomit.

For a hungry strong man, there is no way to cover his stomach, but he still has to pretend to be gentlemanly and polite. In fact, He Xiangnan has already started to scold in his heart. What a damn thing, I wonder if your uncle has been locked up for three days and is hungry?

Three rice balls the size of eggs, a few finger-sized sushi, and a plate of fishy fillets. The others were all soup and water, which was completely unsatisfactory. It was better to give him a bowl of white rice.

"Mr. Envoy, this is the most sumptuous daily dish in my Japan. You can try it." He Xiangnan really wanted to say that he didn't even eat pigs, but he was really hungry at this moment.

He tried each one, nodded constantly, and shouted in the air: "Okay, very good, good, really good." But the more he ate, the more he became, the hungry he couldn't satisfy his hunger.

"Hahaha, since Mr. Envoy likes it, I'll let them prepare for the next meal." After hearing what Satoizuki said, He Xiangnan almost fainted. This was even worse than going to jail. At least he had a few steamed buns to chew.

He Xiangnan said politely: "Mr. Zoten, I may not be able to stay here for more, otherwise our previous covenant will be known by the gods, and you will be in trouble."

Satoi Izuo was stunned and asked, "How is that messenger going?"

He Xiangnan smiled gloomyly, and there was a sense of cruel anger on his face: "This Yamaguchi League crisis is your best opportunity. You must remember one thing, in this battle, maintain the strength of the headquarters as much as possible. That man's strength will indeed allow Yamaguchi League to endure a catastrophe."

Seeing that Sato Iso's face changed drastically, He Xiangnan said again: "Mr. Sato, don't worry, this man is our common enemy. I have reported to the sheriff just now. He sent a master and will arrive within three days. Not only can you help you deal with this enemy, but you can also help you deal with all those who don't know the practice."

Zoten said with some temptation: "How powerful is this?"

He Xiangnan comforted: "It will definitely satisfy Mr. Zoteng. It is just that we will not take action before the war between Yamaguchi and that man is clear. Mr. Zoteng must pay attention to this. If we can make him fight to the death with the Taishen, wouldn't it be easier for us to achieve our goal."

Satoi Izuo was not angry at all when he said such ruthless words, because he had lost patience with his father. He had always had the intention to pass the Yamaguchi League to his second son Satoi Sato, but he did not expect that all the curses had come true, and that arrogant man was smashed to pieces in Hong Kong.

Now, even my son Satori has become a useless person. Although this person is his second brother, he still can't help but be excited, because now there are fewer and fewer people in the Satori family who can compete with him.

Not only him, but several other brother branches, or at this moment, are also celebrating.

The only thing that was worried was the god of Sonto, who was over 100 years old. It was a pity that he was not a god and could not control everything, nor could he control the thoughts of his own sons. He didn't know that these sons were all looking forward to his return to heaven earlier.

The killing continues. No matter how Yamaguchi League strengthens its defense domain, this kind of attack that comes and goes without a trace really makes them unable to defend against. Today, this stronghold is trampled and this branch will be massacred tomorrow. Wherever the Divine Soldiers go, no one will be left if it is Yamaguchi League.

The reason why the Divine Soldiers Team can achieve this transcendent effect is of course also closely related to the fact that the sons of Tae-kami Satoshi were not trying their best. Just like Satoshi, on the second day after talking to He Xiangnan, he had already concentrated all the forces around Yokohama that belonged to his branch to defend the Satoshi family.

The other few seemed to have heard this kind of wind and did not want to weaken their power. Therefore, in front of Tai Shen, they were also indifferent to the Yang Dynasty. Faced with the killing of the Divine Soldiers, they actually treasured themselves. For several days, thousands of people in the second-level gang members of the Three Alliance had been killed.

Xiao Qiufeng, who had no worries, was not in a hurry. Every day, except monitoring the movements of Yamaguchi League, he usually put on makeup and became a tourist, walking around the streets and alleys here. Even if he had a strange face, he would not be suspicious.

Compared with the Divine Soldiers Team, he became the most idle person.

The Divine Soldiers Team was divided into four teams. They secretly competed, approaching Yamaguchi League from four directions, and the killing became more and more fierce. There was no need to be polite to these little Japanese.

In the dark corner, several figures stood there quietly, and even He Xiangnan, who had always felt arrogant and extraordinary, lowered his head in fear.

"You have disappointed me so much. Rat King, give you so much time, but you haven't found Yamata Orochi's artifact. I doubt your abilities."

This is a very mysterious person. He Xiangnan only knew that his name was Shi Zong, but no one knew how he looked. He couldn't find any popularity in his black clothes and black robe. On his face, he was wearing a copper-skin mask, which looked cold and cold, killing Lingran.

"Master Shizong, Yamaki Orochi's artifact is a magic weapon for the small Japanese country. We have only heard of it in Yamaguchi League. However, after my investigation for many days, no one except Taishen Satoshi, and even the sons of Taishen have not heard of it, so I will extend the time and ask Master Shizong to investigate it clearly."

The black-clothed Shi Zong looked up and glanced at He Xiangnan coldly, shouting: "I don't need an explanation, I just need to come up with a solution and give me a deadline to achieve it. The sheriff won't give you too much time to wait."

He Xiangnan quickly responded and said, "Master Shizong, Xiangnan has already thought of a solution. The Yaqi artifact has been passed down and only one person is passed on. So we can let Tai Shen die and let Satoi, who has a covenant with me, take the position of the head of the family. In that case, the whereabouts of the artifact will be found."

The man in black pondered for a moment and said hesitantly: "The God of Zoten has extraordinary skills. Even if my master tribe takes action personally, he dare not say that he can kill him. Tian Bujue him, who can say that he can kill him?"
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