Inamori Jiro looked at him coldly.

After a moment, Inamori Jiro nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Since you have already planned it, go ahead and do it! Don't let me down!"

"Yes! Young Master!"

The strong man suddenly bent down even lower, then straightened up, glanced at Inamori Jiro, turned around and left.

Inamori Jiro squinted at his back with a cold smile on his lips.

At this moment, there seemed to be a voice in his heart saying: Come on, come on, I will be able to avenge my father and the others soon.

…

This night is extremely scary for many people in Fuso.

More than 30,000 genetic warriors dispersed and attacked, targeting the wealthy families in Fuso.

Hokkaido.

A man in his sixties was soaking comfortably in the hot spring water with his eyes closed. Listening to the sound of the piano coming from the room, he seemed to be asleep.

However, he was startled by the sudden sound of breaking the door and opened his eyes suddenly.

The eyes he just opened were full of anger.

"idiot!"

He cursed angrily, he was very angry, because as one of the top five rich men in Fuso, he rarely took the time to come here to soak in the hot springs and take a rest. Someone dared to disturb his tranquility rudely, so he was naturally furious.

but……

As soon as he cursed, he saw the beautiful woman who was playing the piano in the room, and her head was chopped off with a knife. The beautiful woman, who was so shocked that her face turned pale, had no time to scream, and was beheaded.

kill?

The man in the hot spring pool was so frightened that his scalp was numb, and he suddenly shivered, and he hurriedly climbed out of the pool, trying to escape.

But it was too late. A man in a black suit held a knife five or six meters vertically and rushed towards him in two or three steps. The sharp sword flashed towards him quickly.

"Linen band……"

The frightened begging for mercy suddenly stopped, and the head of the rich man who had just climbed out of the hot spring pool also flew up.

…

Osaka.

In a luxurious banquet hall of a hotel.

Kenji Sato, who is only 38 years old, raised his wine glass with a smile on his face and was toasting the relatives and friends who came to attend his youngest son's full moon celebration today.

At only 38 years old, he is a famous young rich man in Fuso. He has risen rapidly through Internet companies.

At such a young age, he not only has a successful career, but also has a happy family.

At this time, his wife was standing next to him. She was holding her infant son who had just turned one month old in her arms. His other son and daughter were also in the banquet hall tonight.

For him, his life is already complete and he does not need to envy anyone.

He was also very happy tonight. Having another son meant that his family had another heir.

at this time.

The door of the banquet hall was suddenly kicked open.

A man in black armed with a samurai sword rushed into the banquet hall. Anyone who stopped or questioned was killed by these men in black.

Guns are prohibited in Fuso.

Even if guns are not banned, Inamori Jiro does not have the financial resources to equip more than 30,000 people with guns today.

So basically all of the genetic warriors dispatched tonight have a samurai sword in their hands.

Anyway, it is easy to buy a samurai sword in Fuso.

"Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Seeing the relatives and friends who had come to attend his youngest son's full-moon banquet, several of them were stabbed to death by these men in black. As the host of tonight's banquet, Kenji Sato's face changed drastically. He couldn't help but step forward and asked loudly.

It becomes ugly.

He thought to himself that he had climbed to the upper class of Fuso, but the behavior of these men in black at this time was like a slap in the face, as if to tell him - you are still far from the upper class!

The leader, a man in black, strode up to Kenji Sato with a sullen face as the guests avoided him in fear.

Sato Kenji was originally very angry, but looking at the katana in the man's hand and the man striding towards him, his expression changed again and again, and soon his face turned pale, and he couldn't help but take a step back.

The leading man in black walked closer and stared at Sato Kenji for a few seconds. His cold eyes suddenly glanced at the child in the arms of Sato Kenji's wife.

The moment the man in black saw the child, a smile appeared on his lips.

"very good!"

Suddenly he stretched out his hand and snatched the infant child into his hand. He raised his right hand and pointed the katana in his hand at the woman who subconsciously wanted to snatch the child back.

The man in black looked at the angry and frightened Sato Kenji, and said coldly: "Hand over all your wealth! Otherwise, I will kill the child first, and then kill everyone present!"

More than an hour later.

All the guests present, including Sato Kenji's family, fell into a pool of blood.

Kenji Sato has handed over most of his wealth, but he still cannot escape death.

…

Nagoya.

Toyotomi Shingo, who is in his eighties, lies quietly on the big bed in his bedroom with his thin body, and an oxygen tube connected to his nostrils.

As the third richest man in Fuso, he is already very old.

As an old man, he could only spend the past year or so lying in a hospital bed.

It was already late at night, but Toyotomi Shingo was still not sleepy. He stared at the ceiling with his eyes open, recalling his life.

At his age and in this situation, when he can only be immersed in memories on weekdays, he can feel happiness.

He felt that his life was going pretty smoothly.

When he was young, his family provided him with a more generous life than ordinary people. When he was young, he had a decent job and the girl he liked also liked him. After taking over the family business, he had several capable assistants left by his father to help him.

He took care of the company, and later, he brought the family business to the highest peak in the history of the family, and his descendants also prospered...

Toyotomi Shingo, who was immersed in memories, was brought back to reality by the sound of footsteps approaching his hospital bed.

A cold samurai sword was held at his neck.

"You're so old and you're still not dead? What a waste of food!"

Before the cold voice fell, Toyotomi Shingo had just seen the face of the man in black beside the bed, and felt a pain in his neck, and the katana slashed across his neck.

Toyotomi Shingo stared blankly at the man in black beside the bed. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

In his more than eighty years of life, he had thought about various ways to die, but he never expected that in the end he would be lying on the hospital bed with the oxygen tube connected, and someone would kill him with a knife...

How can I do it?

What about the traditional virtue of respecting the elderly and loving the young?

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Chapter completed!